Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

"Ginny?" Hermione ran towards Ginny and felt for a pulse, there was a faint beating underneth her fingertips. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, she noticed a trickle of blood coming from a small cut on Ginnys' forhead, a large bruise was starting to form around the cut and Hermione assumed that Ginny had been hit with a large object that caused the blood. Hermione lifted Ginny and tried to walk towards the door but Ginny was to heavy. Hermione laid Ginny on the floor and whipped out her wand. Hermione muttered a charm and Ginny lifted a meter of the ground. Hermione grabed Harry's Invisiblty cloak and put it around Ginny's form. Hermione slowly walked out of the common room and started towards the Hospital Wing.

Madam Pomfrey was silently doing some paperwork when Hermione Granger burst into the wing. Hermione whipped a cloak from nowhere and Ginny Weasly appeared. "Please, Madam Pomfrey, help her. I found her lying in my common room and, please, Help her!" Hermione cried, her eyes wide. Poppy (Madam Pomfrey) stepped twards the distressed girl and Ginny. Ginny was as pale as a ghost and the chest was hardly moving. There was a trickle of blood running down Ginny's forhead and Poppy gently took the child in her arms. Poppy laid Ginny on the clean bed and went about cleaning her up. Poppy handed Hermione a glass of aqua liquid that was steaming. Hermione took it gingerly but drank it, feeling a wave of calm was over her. Poppy coaxed Ginny into drinking a potion that looked just like the 'Peper-up Potion' and Ginnys' ears began to smoke. Ginny suddenly began to cough and the red-headed girl sat up, looking wildly around her. Poppy handed Ginny a goblet of steaming aqua liquid and Ginny noticably relaxed.

……………………………. Later that day …………………………….

Harry slipped into the spare seat behind Hermione at lunch. "Heard you were quite to hero today, Hermione. Rescuing Ginny made you sound quite heroic" Harry commented, picking up his knife and fork and beginning to eat. Ron stumbled into the hall, his face whiter than usual. Hermone watched Ron with concerned eyes, but made no move to comfort him. Harry stood up and grabbed Ron's sleeve, jerking him into the empty seat beside Harry. "How are you feeling Ron?" Hermione asked casually, looking at Ron. His face hardened and his eyes darkened. "My little sister is lying in the Hospitle Wing, recovering from shock. Her memory is bloodly stuffed up and all you can ask is 'how are you feeling' how the hell do you think I feel?"Ron spat out.

Hermione looked slightly offended and got up abrubtly, jolting her plate. She left to hall swiftly and Harry rushed after her. "Hermione, hey, Hermione!" Harry called. Hermione stopped and turned around.

"What?" she asked sharply.

"About Ron," Harry began

"I don't care. If he wants to throw a tantrum, like the little child he is, at the simplest of questions – let him. It'll only be his loss, and he will soon find out that not many people have the paitence to sit him and explain that the way he is acting will only lower people's oppinions of him. I'm not going to wait around for him to grow up, so I suggest he grows up soon." Hermione stated, growing more fustrated by the minute. Ron walked slowly throught the door and walked right pass them, heading towards the Hospitle Wing like a red-headed zombie. Hermione rolled her eyes at the retreating back of Ronald Weasly and went to get ready for her next class. Harry watched Hermiones bouncing, silky brown hair head towards the Gryffindor Common Room.

Harry sat in potions, staring at the blackboard but not really seeing it. Around him was the many sounds of scratching quills, but Harry made no move to copy the theroy of mixing dragons heart-string with powded unicorn horn. Professor Snape walked over to the day-dreaming boy, his footsteps echoing in the nearly silent classroom. "Potter pay attention!" Snape barked, Harry suddenly realised what he had been doing and bit the side of his cheek, looking from Professor Snape to his blank page. Hermione raised her eyebrows at Harry's tactics for getting into trouble, but said nothing. Draco Malfoy, on the other hand, could not contain his glee of Harry in trouble. "I think you should give him extra work, sir, and maybe a detention or two" Malfoy said loudly.

"That maybe so, Draco, but keep your oppinions to yourself until that are wanted" Professor Snape said harshly. Malfoy fell silent. Snape turned his attemtion back to Harry. "What do you think your punishment should be, Potter?" Snape said, allmost kindly.

"If I had my way, Professor, I would have Malfoy hanging by his ancles, dangleing from the roof." Harry answered.

Snpaes eyes narrowed, "Ten points from Gryffindor, result for your cheek. And a detention, for day dreaming"

"Yes, sir"

Charms was slightly better. Nicole Radcliff was in his class, and she was constantly trying to draw his attention from his friends and getting him to focus on herself. "Harry!" Hermione hissed "Would you stop flirting with the raven-haired girl, and start learning? The exams are in two weeks! I can't believe you would rather flirt than revise!" Harry shot Hermione a look which said 'Shut up, Hermione, I'm trying to get this girl to notice me!' Hermione rolled her honey-brown eyes and thought to herself. Well, it's his loss. He can loose points if he likes. He can fail the test if he likes. What are you thinking girl? Why not draw him up a revision table, you hate it when he gets bad marks.

Nicole walked up to Harry. "Harry, are you doing anything next Hogsmead outing?" she inquired.

Harry shook his head and asked Nicole "Would you like to go to Hogsmead with me?" Harry, after all had picked up her hint.

When Dinner came, Harry was glad for the distraction. Nicole had been getting his attention all leson, and to put it frankly, he was damn sick of it. As he tucked into his roast pork, his mind kept drifting to Hermione. Just as Harry started to think of Hermione, who should walk through the Great Halls doors, but Hermione. She plonked herself down next to Harry and quickly began to eat. Harry placed a hand on her arm and with a little pressure, lowered it onto the table. "What's the rush?" He asked, looking into Hermiones eyes. "Nothing, I promised Ginny I would vist her after dinner, I don't want to be late. That's all" she said, looking back at Harry.

"I see, Hermione, I don't think you will be late, Dinner started no less that two minutes ago. You can relax" Harry quipped. Hermione smiled at him and continued to eat.

Ginny was staring vacantly out the window when Madam Pomfrey informed her that Miss Hermione Granger had arrived. Hermione burst in, reciving a deathly glare from Madam Pomfrey, who hated noise. Ginny wealky sat up and made room for Hermione to sit at the end of her bed. "Ginny, how are you feeling?" Hermione asked, her honey-brown eyes filled with concern. Ginny smiled and said brighty "Fine, I'm fine. I can't remember much though, but other than that, I'm fine." Ginny looked around and spotted Madam Pomfrey working in the office. "Madam Pomfrey won't let me out though, says I'm unstable" she added in an undertone. Hermione laughed with Ginny at the thought of Ginny being unstable. The world would have to collapse before Ginny came anywhere near 'Unstable'

Harry lay on his soft bed and let his thoughts drift. Memories of Hermione entered his head.

Hermione being attacked by the troll in first year. Her worried eyes as they disscused Sirius in the Gryffindor Commonroom, thrid year. Her understanding in the forth year. Her tear streaked face when Victor Krum left her for some blonde, sixth year.

Harry sat suddenly, 'Merlin, I think I have feelings for Hermione!" he mouthed.

Ta Da! Third chapter, finished!

Thanks to those who read my stories,

Cheers.

Rootbeerfloat1324