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: Must I say this? No, I refuse to. I disclaim nothing, it's all mine, all mine! Even as the men in white are dragging me away, I insist it's all mine!

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Recap of Chapter Four

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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Chapter Five: Cupid's Thoughts

Ginny looked at me, and I winked at her. It's not everyday that Harry Potter remembers to do what he is told to do.

"Well Ron, I guess we'll have to open it together," Hermione spoke as if explaining to a child.

"Who's it from?" Ginny asked.

"Cupid." Hermione rolled her eyes at me.

Ron looked shocked. "Wait, why would…Cupid? Since when does he give Christmas presents?" Rip, tear, stare. "And since when are they pensieves?" Ron poked at the swirling thoughts inside.

"That would mean those are Cupid's thoughts…his identity shall be revealed to us." Hermione pondered.

"So let's hurry up and watch!" Ron was getting impatient, but if he watched it without Hermione, the plan would be ruined!

Harry spoke up quickly. "Umm, Ron, shouldn't you watch the memories with Hermione? I mean, it says it's for both of you…" He faltered, brushing his black hair out of his eyes.

Luckily, Ginny continued, "Yeah, you wouldn't want to leave Hermione out of her gift and have cough Cupid to be disappointed with you."

"Ginny, you don't have a cold, do you?"

"Ron!" everyone glared at their red-headed friend. Yup, Mr. Oblivious was indeed oblivious to all love and sarcasm around him.

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Ron put the pensieve on the table, and slowly we gathered around the table. I knew what was in the pensieve, Ginny imagined, Hermione suspected, and Ron had no clue.

Suddenly, Ginny cleared her throat. "Hey Harry. Would you go with me to the kitchens to give Dobby his present?"

"But I wanna watch this," I whispered.

Ginny nudged me in the elbow. "Yeah, right now would be a really good time. Hermione, would you like me to give him your present too?"

Hermione smirked at Ginny and said, "Of course. And I suppose Harry will take Ron's."

"Umm, I didn't really buy him a present."

"Well, I'm sure you can give him a pair of your old socks," Hermione shrugged.

"Oh, well, ok let's go to the kitchens Ginny. We can bring back breakfast too."

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"Geez Harry! You're no good at covering any of your plans up!"

"I'm sorry Gin. I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night. By the way, what happens when they find the presents you gave them?"

"Oh, the ones that say To: Ron, From: Hermione and To Hermione, From: Ron? I decided to make them disappear. It's not like they were necessary; the pensieve seems to be working fine."

"Do you want to check up on them and get breakfast later?" I asked, bursting with curiosity.

"Exactly my plan."

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Author's notes: To make it up to everyone I decided to post another, slightly longer chapter today. Instead of doing my homework.

Oh well!

Thanks for my recent reviewers – I know you are out there, but I can't read your messages yet. You'll get your personalized comments tomorrow, or maybe even later tonight.

Mucho amor to you all! It will be over next chapter!