Bring Them Together

Summary: Everyone knows it in their deepest hearts what love is supposed to be. Even Harry, and he sees it in his two friends – now how will he get them together?

Disclaimer: I'm not making any money off of this – just a little bit of joy.

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Recap of Chapter Three

"Is that why you're carrying a pensieve, Harry?"

I looked to where she was pointing. I had completely forgotten about it – I didn't even remember carrying it.

Turning back to her, I replied, "Yeah...I'm trying to help my friends. I should go. Goodnight – I mean, good morning Luna."

As I disappeared again and moved towards the stairs, I thought I heard her say something.

"Harry, once you've helped your friends, don't forget to find what you want too."

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Chapter Four:

What did I want?

A normal life, a happy day, someone with beautiful blonde locks…But not now. My life would have to wait, once again.

I was back in the common room in no time. The Christmas tree twinkled scarlet and gold, saying, "I know what you're up to, and I know all approve." Yeah, hopefully Ron and Hermione would approve too.

Putting it on the table, I prepared to fill the empty pensieve with my thoughts, my memories of true love's confessions. The only way my friends would get together was if they were sure the other would like them back. Yet they'll never confess – they'll be stuck in a stalemate of discouragement forever! Those two…

I put my wand next to my temple, trying to copy Dumbledore's steps from a while ago. First up, my red haired friend…

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At Ron's incredulous face, I laughed and said, "Come on Ron! A real man shares his emotions. I can get the truth out of you without Veritaserum – though I may be tempted to use some eventually."

"Fine. I like her – a lot. Now where does this get me? I can't tell 'Mione! She'd freak! She's perfect, absolutely beautiful, smart, funny –"

"I got it Ron. You don't have to extol her virtues to me; you should tell her."

"She'll never feel the same." He smiled pathetically, and I knew it was hopeless to continue down this conversation. So we talked about quidditch, how the Cannons were doing, and how many presents we'd receive in two days.

Wow…that was quick. Everything flashed before my eyes, and now the figures were swirling silver. Next one, Hermione's blushing intelligence…

"Fine. I do fancy someone, and –" I looked up, hoping she'd finally say it, "you were right. It is Ron."

"Wow, that was pretty easy. I thought it would be harder to get it out of you, considering how long you've kept quiet."

"Oh, shush. I'm not dense either – I see you're trying to get us together." At the 'innocent' look on my face, she laughed. "Harry, I'm a female. I've seen the exact same happening throughout the years – in fact, I've helped. And I recognize Ginny's work when I see it. Now on with Milera the Grey Witch..."

Wow, I wonder if she knows that the plan involves a pensieve…and their memories.

You see, if they won't admit it to each other, I'll make them admit it through my memories. And then, yay! Mission accomplished and no more silly angsty, awkward stuff. Sure, I'll become a third wheel, but I don't mind if it's in the name of true love.

Which is definitely what they have.

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"Hey guys! Wake up, it's Christmas!" I yelled in the common room – the only ones here to hear me were Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, who are the exact people I wanted to wake up.

The "Uggh" I expected did not come. Rather, Ron ran down the stairs straight to the presents and tore his apart. I think he had one too many sugar quills last night.

Ginny followed suit. What can I say? Weasely blood runs through all the Weaselys.

Hermione, a dignified scholar, just slowly walked down the stairs. She looked at me and I knew that somehow she knew what was up.

"Hey Hermione!" Ron's voice sounded puzzled as he picked up the silver-wrapped box in front of him. "This present is for both of us!"

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Author's notes: Yeah, so it's been a long time…I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just didn't have any time till now!

First there was Seussical the Musical at school, now speech team, and tons of homework! Not only do those things take time, but they drain a person of her creative energy…

So here it is, written at school, during a 2-hour delay I didn't know about. I hope you're satisfied.

P.S. Review? I know that it took too long, and that it's kind of an amateur story, but please?

Pengora – Good, somebody got the plan! Thanks for the compliment!

Kiss-of-cuteness – Updating regularly, Ha! Well, I'll try to be now that I have more time.

Tanya J. Potter – I hope you still stick with the story, even though I haven't been updating much…I tried, and I managed to do it this time.

Unforgettable – Don't worry, you should get the plan now!

Thanks so much for the reviews. For a while, they were the only thing keeping me writing – knowing that people did want to read it. It's really close to ending now; I predict one or two more chapters. Stay with me please!