Disclaimer: Own plot, not characters. I don't own the book either. I also don't own the music.

"Harry, what happened?" Hermione asked.

"She dumped me. She told me she was dating Malfoy and that she couldn't go on with me."

"AWWW…" Ron said. Everybody looked at Ron. "What am I supposed to say?"

"Harry, I'm sorry." She felt extra guilty. She was the reason that he had no girlfriend.

"Don't be sorry. I'm happy! I mean. Umm. I… Ginny's too young…" He lied. He realized he had loved Hermione all along. And not Ginny.

"Mmmph. Hermione would you excuse us…" Ron pulled Harry by his arm into the head-boy's dormitory.

"Mmph. Mmph. Mmmm…" Ron stared at Harry, who was blushing furiously. "Somebody grew a new pear on the tree." Ron started encircling Harry.

"Ron. You don't understand. I… I… I like Hermione, and, and, since she's always been there for me… I mean… Ginny's nice and all, but I don't feel right with her. Truth is, we both dumped each other. I told her, I don't feel right and I like someone else. But I don't know how to tell Hermione." He looked down at his dirty shoes.

"Harry? And Hermione? Mmph?" He looked at Harry in a confused "Donald duck" way.

Suddenly the door burst open, and Harry with pure fright, broke more of the silence and accidentally pushed Ron into the closet. Ron fell back into the closet, lying down with shirtsleeves lying on his lap and coat sand fell on his hair.

"Harry, I can't take it anymore and- what the heck?" Hermione stared at Ron. "Ron, you alright?" She inched closer to him. Then she looked up at Harry. He smiled weakly with his green eyes glowing in the light. Hermione almost melted at her feet. But instead she walked out waving to Ron and Harry.

"Hermione! Hermione!" Luna stood behind her with many girls huddled around her. She was holding something like a large book, lying in her hands.

"Here. The book: How to make anyone fall in love with you." The girls like Lavender and Parvati snickered.

"Um, ah. Thanks…" She took the book from Luna. "I'll look into this…" She walked away and headed toward the head-girls dormitory. She looked in her mirror.

"Engorrio!" The mirror swelled up larger, and Hermione could see herself better. She turned on music from : Classified Bond.

She read the 3 notes of how to make a guy notice you:

#1: Smile broadly.

Hermione looked into the mirror and gave a huge smile.

#2: Never lose eye contact.

Hermione pretended that the crack in the mirror was Harry's eye. She followed it around.

#3: When you walk, use exaggerating hip movements.

Hermione frowned slightly and walked around the room with her hips moving side to side.

This was not going to work.

She kept on hip swinging, when Ron stormed in with a piece of paper in his hands.

"Hermione- ah? Hermione? You alright?" Ron asked. Hermione immediately stopped hip swinging and turned off the music.

"I was, ah, going to the hospital wing, my thigh…" Hermione continued hip swinging, with a more "Limping" like way, and less swinging.

"Kay. But, you see, I think you might want to know that-" Ron started.

"I know, I know, I should be more careful." Hermione lifted a hand up to Ron to tell him to stop talking. Hermione waited for Ron to go out, but he didn't. Hermione kept nodding her head towards the door and pointing towards the door, but Ron said he wanted to stay awhile.

"Hermione, I thought you said you need to go to the hospital wing? Didn't you? This leg thing of yours could get serious!" He sat himself down on her bed. Hermione smiled slowly. What was he going to do? She walked out the door and spied through the peek-hole.

"You little brat." She mumbled under her breath.

"Ms. Granger? Exactly what are you doing?" Professor McGonnagal pursed her white lips.

" I was… Going to the hospital. And, I forgot all about my charms essay, and so now I-" Hermione explained.

"Ms. Granger, I heard something about a "brat", and that is not Hogwart's student's behavior." She walked away with her shoes clonking on the tile.

She didn't want to get caught again, so she walked away and headed toward the door.

"What the-?" Ron had picked up the book.