Diclaimer: Everything belongs to J. K. Rowling


we play the love as a game

we both take part

this a dangerous game we don't know

think, we are still children

we smile when we say love

or we hide something?


They were at the table in the Great Hall, having dinner. There was a tense air around. Ron felt very uncomfortable himself. He was under the looks both of Hermione and Luna.

He raised his head as he was taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. His eyes met with Luna's. She winked at him, making him turn slightly red, and smiled, seductively.Ron almost dropped his glass.

"Ron!" He jerked with Hermione's voice.

"Damn!" he hissed. She had seen.

"Wwhat Hermione?" he asked nervously.

"Can you pass the bread?"asked Hermioneindifferently.

Suddenly, Ron was bothered with the idea of playing chess with Luna in front of Hermione. He had to do something.

After dinner, while Harry and Ron were reaching the portrait hole Ron sighed dramatically...

"Harry, mate, You must help me!"

"For what?" Harry asked, looking at him questioningly.

"You know Harry, I can't play chess with Luna while Hermione is around. She would most likely kill us with her glares," he explained and wrinkled his forehead.

"Uh, right!" Harry chuckled.

"But, what do you want me to do?" he asked.

"Oh, well..." Romn murmured. "Can you occupy her until the game ends?" he asked, his eyes pleading.

"But, Ron," Harry said. "How will I do that?" He looked uncomfortable.

"Well, you can ask some help for your potion homework, in the library," explained Ron.

"I don't know Ron," said Harry skeptically. "She can get suspicious about that." He seemed worried.

"Come on, Harry," Ron insisted. "She never get suspicious about our homeworks. Whatever she thinks, just take her away. You can handle it." he said, trying to convince him.

"All right, mate, I will try," Harry accepted reluctantly.

"Thanks, Harry" said Ron, with a huge grin on his face.

"Are you two telling the password or I..." Fat Lady exclaimed.

"Emphitious," They interrupted her and entered through the portrait hole.

In the mean time, Hermione was fighting with the thoughts. If she stays in the library, she knew that she won't concentrate on her homeworks. But if she goes to common room, she was sure she will get annoyed too much. She didn't know what to do.

"I can't be their spectator!" she scolded herself.

"But I can't leave him with the stupid girl, either," she hissed.

Before she went to the common room, she got some knitting for her. She had to occupy herself with something. By knitting, she could easily watch them while they were playing.

As she entered the common room, she found Harry, Ron, Ginny were sitting together, in front of the fireplace. Luna hadn't descended yet, which Hermione didn't mind at all. "Maybe she gave up!" she thought mentally. And that idea raised her hopes. She smiled at all of them.

"Hello, guys," she greeted sweetly.

"Hi, 'mione'," Ron replied nervously and turned Harry with a right-now look.

Harry stood up andapproached Hermionebefore she could sit her usual seat.

"Hey, Hermione," he started. Hermioneraised her eyebrow, expectantly.

"I have some trouble doing my potion homework. I tried, but I can't do it, properly," he paused for a moment. "Can you help me?" he asked with a weak smile.

Hermione stared at her best friend in disbelief. Suddenly something on her mind clicked. They were clearly avoiding her. It was planned. But she was clever enough to get this.

"You stupid gits..." she murmured under her breath. She choose to act the fool.

"Harry!" she said. "You all right?" she asked him, looking slightly confused.

"Yeah, sure. Why?"Harry assured her, rolling his eyes.

"On a friday night, you want to finish your potion homework?" she asked, mocking him.

"Yes, yes, beacuse,"Harry stummered, his voice cracked slightly. He looked at Ron in helpness.Ron looked up at him then back down at his nails.

They heard Ginny gigling behind them. Obviously, she was having fun.

"You know, there is a Hogsmeade trip this weekend. So, I thought, I had better finish it, from now." Harry informed her.

Hermione touched his forehead. "You don't have heat, do you?" she asked sarcastically.

"Come on, Hermione," Harry protested. "I want just a favour. Now, will you help me?" he asked, impatiently.

"Come on, mione!" Ron interrupted. "Why don't you just help him. You always do..." he blurted out.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and sent him a death glare. "All right!" she seemed accepted. She took a deep breath.

"I will go and get my homework for you to copy it," she said with a smirk on her face before she turned around and rushed out of the common room.

She left them shocked behind.

"Thank you, mate!" Ron growled him.

"I tried," Harry snapped back.

"I can't believe that,"Ron shook his head in disbelief. " She let you copy it!"

"Well that was just bloody strange," Harry commented. "But now, I have to do homework on a Saturday night,"he said bitterly.

Ginny couldn't help anymore and burst into laughter.

"Shut it!" the boys yelled at her.

"But that was a good try," she said sarcastically.

"What I am gonna to do now?" Ron asked them curiously.

"Don't know! I am gonno to do homework," Harry answered. He seemed annoyed a lot.

"Come on, Ron," Ginny protested, smiling slightly.

"Why does she bother you? She won't bite you," she stated sarcastically.

"Oh, you're telling me..." Ron muttered under his breath.

A few minutes later, Hermione came back with a 30 inches of parchment in her lap.

They stayed shocked for a while.

"Hermione, what is that?" Harry asked. His eyes widened.

"Oh, well..." murmured Hermione,holding a smirk."I did a good job. Just a bit long. You're lucky Harry."

She winked athim, trying to hide the joy in her voice. She thrusted them into his hands. Harry groaned. He was obviously in a very bad mood. He seemed he had just been slapped.

But that was enough. They all burst into laughter as they saw the pain on his face.

"Thank you, Hermione, You saved a life!" he said sadly.

"You're welcome Harry," Hermione said back.

Harry went to the library, reluctantly. Hermione looked at Ron. He seemed to be unpleasent. She just ignored him. He was waiting for Luna. She knew that. She had ruined their plan.

The chess board was ready. Hermione sat down roughly beside Ginny. She was reading some magazin. Ron was looking at his watch, nervously. Hermione started having kittens, looking at the door from time to time.

As she began to believe that Luna gave up, The portrait hole swung open and she appeared.