Disclaimer: None of the people (except Bethany) or places are mine.

Ronald Wealsey raced into the Great Hall. His friends would be forgiven for thinking he was just hungry but today he was not. Instead he looked around the bustling hall for Bethany. He spotted her sat in the corner alone. Bravely he pushed out his chest and walked towards her. If he had been paying more attention to where he was walking he would have seen that Draco Malfoy had stuck his legs out. Ron carried on walking and fell to the floor. He looked up at Draco, who was busy laughing with his friends. Ron's face turned bright red and he looked towards Bethany. He half hoped that she would help him up but she did not. Instead she got up, looked down at him sprawled on the floor and stepped over him. "Aww poor Weasley is your little girlfriend embarrassed to be seen with you." Bethany turned suddenly and muttered a curse under her breath, she smiled and walked off. Malfoy's face exploded with spots. He ran from the hall trying desperately to cover his face. He was followed by Crabb, Goyle and the laughter from the hall. Ron laughed out loud. He loved Bethany she was the best thing at Hogwarts, well perhaps not the best thing, he was rather partial to the food. His stomach rumbled and he remembered he had not eaten yet. He picked himself up off the floor and headed back to his table with a smile on his face.

Harry arrived in the hall just in time to see Bethany hexing Draco. He smiled, now that was a good way to start the day. Now all he needed was for the rest of the day to be that good. He sat down at the table and waited for Ron to come over. As he glanced down the table he noticed Ginny. She smiled and waved to him and he motioned for her to come and join him. She made her excuses to the boy she had been talking to and moved down the table. "Hey Harry" Ginny no longer turned red when she talked to Harry. There had been a point when it was almost impossible for her to talk to Harry but that had passed now. Ginny had grown into a mature and surprisingly normal teenager, considering she was both a Weasley and attended Hogwarts. "Ginny I need your advice on......well it's this friend I have." Ginny rolled her eyes she knew exactly what he meant when he said he had a friend. She motioned for him to go on. "Well this friend he really likes this girl. And well they're kind of friends. But well... well she's going out with someone but this friend he really likes her. So what should he do." Ginny grinned to herself. She knew exactly who Harry was talking about. So Hermione's little plan had worked. Ginny had not liked it as she thought it was most unfair on poor Neville. "Well Harry I think the best thing your....friend can do is let this girl know how he feels." Harry shuffled unhappily. "Yeah but she's got a boyfriend." Ginny sighed both he and Hermione were older than her, surely they could sort their own problems out. "Well he should still tell this girl. She needs to know how he feels so she can make her mind up. You never know your friend might get a surprise." Ron sat down at the table. "Alright Gin, you been helping Harry with his homework again" Harry nudged Ron. He most certainly did not need help with his homework from Ginny. "No Ron, we leave that sort of thing to you." They laughed. Ginny who had other things to do got up to leave.

Neville limped into the hall, he prayed his bruises would clear up before his first quiddich match. He could see Harry sat down at the table next to Ron. Well there was no time quite like the present and Neville really needed to talk to Harry. As he walked over he noticed that there was someone else sat with them, Ginny Weasley. Neville felt his ability to talk deserting him and his face turned a scarlet colour. All he could do was stand behind Harry. It was Ron who noticed him first. "Hey Neville! Where's Hermione?" Neville shrugged and turned even redder when Ginny said hello. All the poor boy could do was nod. "Well better be going. Like I said Harry it's best to tell her your feelings instead of bottling them up." She smiled at Neville again and then left. Ron got up to leave as well. "Don't want to be late for history. I think it's going to really good today." Neville and Harry stared in disbelief at Ron as he bounced away. They had never heard Ron speak of history in such a way before it was strange. Neville took the seat that had just been vacated by Ron. Harry got up to leave, he did not really want to talk to Neville. He was still angry about the quiddich incident. "Please don't go Harry there's something I need to tell you." Harry did not want to know but when he looked at Neville he changed his mind. The poor boy looked deeply troubled. Perhaps they could come to some sort of arrangement. If Harry sorted his problem out then Neville would give him his quiddich position back. "Right Neville tell me what the problem is" Harry smiled to himself. Perhaps today would turn out to be a good day after all.

Hermione emerged from the library, she felt ready to face the world. Her first lesson was history, sure she would have to sit next to Neville but she could put up with him for an hour. She wasn't sure what she should do, if she stayed with Neville she could never go out with Harry but if she dumped him and Harry didn't like her she would end up alone. God everything would be much simpler if she didn't have these stupid feelings. She wandered down the corridor dreaming about what her life if she married Neville, she shuddered. And then what it would be like if she married Harry, this thought made her smile. She shook her head, this whole Neville thing just was not working. Harry did not seem to care at all. Why could he just not say how he felt. Arghhhhh, Hermione screamed, the only thing that would help her calm down was a good lesson with lots of work. She rushed along the corridor suddenly wanting very much to get to history and the comfort and distraction it would bring from her complicated love life. She ran straight into Ron who had also been rushing to get to history. They both landed on the floor with a thud. Ron got up first and helped Hermione up. "Ah Ron it's good to see you. I know this might sound... well strange but I need your advice." This did sound strange to Ron, Hermione never needed his advice. The pair walked into the history classroom, Ron looking forward to giving Hermione advice.

Ron was not sure what to say when he heard Hermione's tale. He began to laugh. from the look on Hermione's face this was not what he was suppose to be doing. But really what did she expect, nobody ever asked him for advice because, well he was rubbish at giving it. Everybody knew that and that was why no one ever asked him. "Bloody hell Hermione, you're in a right mess aren't you." She sighed and nodded. "Oh Ron what should I do. Do you think I should tell Harry or stay with Neville" Ron though for a long time, which in Ron's world was about thirty seconds. "No you shouldn't tell Harry. If he liked you he would have said and besides you've got Neville now." This last comment made Ron giggled. Hermione and Neville together forever. Hermione had not wanted this answer. She had wanted Ron to tell her that Harry felt the same way and that she should dump Neville. Well this was definitely the last time she him, she would turn him down. No she would go back to plain old sensible Hermione.

The history lesson was a disaster. Harry spent the whole lesson trying to avoid all eye contact with Hermione. He was worried about what would happen when they eventually talked. He could not keep Neville's secret from her but at the same time what would she think when he told her. Hermione spent the lesson pretending to listen to Neville, when really she was day dreaming about Harry, or dreaming about not dreaming about Harry. Poor Neville was desperate to tell Hermione how he felt but she seemed to be constantly in another world. For the first time in his life Ron was paying attention in history. He at least wanted to display a little bit of knowledge when he met up with Bethany. He did not want her to think that he never paid attention. The class seemed to drag on for hours and when it eventually did finish everybody filled out quickly.

Harry made up his mind he would tell Hermione everything, and he meant everything. "Hermione" She looked up at him. This was going to be much harder than he had thought. She looked so happy. "Erm I was just wondering.... Erm if you're not too busy. I need to tell you something"