Disclaimer: I know it's not mine, you know it's not mine, and we're all non-delusional.

A/N: Thanks so much for all the reviews! You guys rock. Special thanks for all the date suggestions I got- they were all great. (Although I was a little confused by a suggestion that Fred and 'Mione get attacked by farm animals… Just kidding, gracie5412, I knew what you meant.) Anyway, one suggestion in particular stood out to me. You'll see it next chapter probably, but I do wish I could use them all! Some people (including me) were worried that readers would lose interest now that Fred and 'Mione are a couple. All I have to say about this is, hang with me please, I promise there's more of a plot, but I just couldn't resist putting in a couple more chapters of fluff. Here goes!

Hermione was in an extremely good mood when she returned from her "date." She was practically skipping as she ascended the stairs. Passing Ginny's room, she couldn't resist popping in.

"Ginny?"

Normally Hermione would have been embarrassed to walk in on Harry and Ginny making out, but right now she was too cheerful to let this faze her. The couple on the bed immediately disentangled themselves from each other and sat up, Harry looking sheepish and Ginny looking slightly annoyed.

"Sorry, guys," Hermione said. "But this is really important! I just got back from an ice skating date with-" Harry got up to leave. "No, no." Hermione said. "You can stay." Both Ginny and Harry looked extremely surprised, but Harry sat back down.

At the prospect of Hermione's love life, Ginny looked noticeably more interested. "With Dean?" she queried.

Hermione shook her head. "Fred."

Ginny fell off the bed. A bewildered Harry asked, "Fred Weasley?"

"Yes." Hermione replied with exaggerated clarity.

"Oh." Harry said slowly, not sure how they were supposed to respond.

Ginny got up. "Are you sure it was a real date?" she asked with reluctant skepticism. "He wasn't just, you know, messing with you?"

Hermione's smile vanished; she hadn't thought of that. It did kind of sound like something Fred Weasley might do… "I don't think so." she said, not sounding all too sure. "He told me it was a date if I wanted it to be, and I said I did." she offered.

Ginny smacked her own forehead with her palm. "Hermione, Hermione, Hermione!" she moaned.

Harry knew what she meant. "Hermione, if he was just teasing, he's gonna think that you're, uh, throwing yourself at him." he said. "Or something." he added dumbly.

Hermione looked upset now. "He seemed serious! And…and he kissed me!" She protested.

Ginny and Harry stared at each other open-mouthed before turning, as one, to look at her. "Really?!" Ginny cried.

Hermione nodded enthusiastically. "It was amazing. I still feel dizzy!" she confessed rapturously.

Harry stood. "I'm going to have to ask you not to elaborate on that." he said, "Seeing as how Fred's Ginny's brother and I…well, I just don't want to know."

Hermione grinned. "Right. Sorry, guys."

"You really like him? Fred?" Ginny asked, still having trouble absorbing the information.

"I don't know." Hermione admitted. "Well, yeah. Yeah, I guess I do."

"Did you feel "the spark"?" Ginny asked.

What?

Her confusion must have shown on her face, because Harry said, "You know, like, when he touches you, you feel your whole body tingling?" Harry paused to look at Ginny. "Then you start feeling all lightheaded, and you can't tear your gaze from his…" He looked up at Hermione. "You feel like no one else in the world can make you feel as good as he does. Is that what it feels like?"

Hermione looked Harry in the eye. "Yeah. That's what it feels like." She was touched by Harry's description of love; it wasn't lost on her that he was describing his feelings for Ginny.

Ginny, incidentally, was staring at Harry adoringly. All at once, she wrapped her arms around his torso. "I love you so much."

Harry smiled down at her and gave her shoulders a squeeze. He turned to Hermione and shrugged. "You're in love with Fred." he said simply.

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but, hey, it's better than nothing, right? (I'm kinda running out of computer time, so read and review, 'kay?)