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Truth

Harry turned and looked out of the window for the million-ant time that day. He had just gotten in from that place. That place where Ron and Hermione were having their date! He turned over in his bed and onto his back. As he stared at the ceiling, thoughts of Hermione flooded his memory. He allowed himself a little smile as he remembered her smile. Then he remembered her smiling at Ron just a few minutes ago. He gave into a frown and sat up straight.

"I should have just given her that letter." he said to himself. "Now Ron has her and not me!" he slammed his fist into his pillow. He then turned and looked out the window yet again, but this time he could off sworn he saw Lavender running just by the trees. She looked so sad and he could have sworn he saw her crying. "Poor Lavender." he said. "And to think I thought I was the only one sad today." He had just made up his mind to take a ride on his broom. "I just need to clear my head." he said as he left to do just that.

Upon arriving outside, he jumped onto his broom and was off. He flew over the lake and then up above the trees to his secret place. There he stayed with thoughts of his love still plaguing him the whole time.

At the same time, Lavender was crying so much and so hard until she almost fell a few times. She had no idea how she made it back in one piece. She cried and she cried until her head hurt. She tried to calm down as she walked on. She did not care where she went, as long as she was going somewhere. She walked and walked until she came upon the lake. She walked over to the lake and stared at her reflection. "How ugly could you get." she said. "UUUGGGLLLLYYYY!" she screamed and threw herself into the water. She started to swim but decided to give up and float a bit. She didn't care if her clothes were wet or if it was cold. In fact, she did not even care if she caught cold! 'How could she.' she though to herself. 'How could Hermione do this to me, knowing how much I love Ron?' she closed her eyes and allowed her self to float. All she knew was that she did not want to see Ron or Hermione ever again. Ever!

Main while back at the Leaky Caldron, Victor had to make the first move because Hermione was frozen to the spot in utter shock. Ron, on the other hand, just wanted to know what the heck was going on, so he stood quite still with a look on his face that would make one think that he had just eaten a rotten egg.

"Hermione, what's going on?" he asked as he came to their table.

"I...I..." she stammered, as she let go of Ron, but no other words would come out.

"What is he doing here?" he pointed at Ron "I wanted it to be just us." he said getting closer "Didn't I say so in my letter?" he said in a smooth and clever tone as he got as close as he could get and stopped. He looked into her eyes the way he used to, and that look used to make her melt. She had to admit, Victor was gorgeous. Today he was wearing a black turtleneck pullover with a pair of black trousers, all under a very dark maroon robe. She almost forgot why she agreed to meet him until Ron made to leave causing her to be broken out of the spell.

"I know what you said and I know what I wanted to do." she said finally "I asked Ron to come with me so that this could be fast and simple." she turned to Ron with pleading eyes, hoping he was not mad and would not spill the beans. Ron just stood there.

"No matter to me Hermione." Victor said taking her hand. "I still love you and I don't care if you bring the whole school." he said kissing her hand "I would tell the whole world that I love you." She pulled her hand away and walked to the other end of the table.

"Victor. Please stop sending me letters." she said in a very determined voice. "I need you to stop."

"Ok." he said taking a seat.

"Really?" she questioned looking at Ron. Ron said nothing, he just wanted to leave.

"Sure. I would do anything for you Hermione, anything." he looked at her again, in 'that' way. She turned away and let out a groan. How was she to get around this? Victor was completely in love with her. She had to do something. She had to make him not love her so much or at least... 'Forget that he loved her so much!' she thought to herself. She knew that she could do it. She had done it before. She had to perform the 'Forget-me-not' spell on him. But how? He would know that she was up to something. She would have to distract him so much that he would not even suspect what she was going to do. She placed her head into her hands and was about to give up altogether when Victor's voice entered her thoughts.

"Hermione." Victor started "I love you, so much. You have no idea how happy I am to see you." He said looking at her with dreamy eyes. She turned and looked at him and then it hit her. She turned and winked at Ron and then flew into Victor's arms.

"Oh Victor." she said breathlessly "I have missed you too!" she hugged him and he looked over at Ron in confusion. "I was such a fool to think that I could get over you." she said in a very corny and mellow dramatic voice. Ron even looked as if he was about to be sick. "Lets get married Victor! Please!" she said hugging him with one hand around his neck and the other reaching for her wand.

"Well I… I…" He stammered. "I don't know. But if you really want to, I… I… guess we could..." he was cut off by a blast from Hermione's wand. He fell back into the chair stunned. She looked over at Ron, who looked as if he had seen a ghost. She wasted no time in performing the spell. She gave Victor one last kiss on the cheek, patted him on the head, grabbed Ron's hand and ran out of there as fast as she could. This was sure to be the worst thing she had ever done, but she didn't care. She loved Harry, not Victor and if he was insisting that she love him back then she had to do something about it now didn't she?

They didn't get very far before Ron stopped them.

"What the heck was all that about?" he said out of breath and looked at her sternly "And. Don't. Lie to me Hermione!" he said catching his breath. She just looked at him for a moment and then she started to pace.

"If I tell you the truth, you must promise not to be mad." she said with pleading eyes. Ron looked at her. He was not in the mood to make promises.

"Just tell me already." he said. She looked at him and then let out a long groan. She ran her hand through her hair and stopped pacing right in front of him.

"Well, it all started, no," she sighed "I invited you here to be a date for Lavender." She closed her eyes as she blurted it out.

"YOU WHAT!" Ron yelled. He could not believe this. How could she? "Have you lost your bloody mind?" he said while holding on to her arm with her head held down. "Did I ask you to set me up, did I?" he shook her a little and then let go.

"No." she said in a hoarse whisper. She looked up and into his eyes and he could see tears forming and her lips trembling. How could he stay mad at her? He let out a sigh and pulled her into a hug.

"You had better tell me everything right now Hermione, and I want the truth." He said in a calm voice.

She pulled back and knew that she had to tell him, no matter the consequences. Not that everything had gone just peachy up until then. She took a deep breath; whipped away her tears and told him the whole story. She told him all about the note that she had gotten Friday morning at breakfast. She told him about the crush that Lavender has on him and how she had planned for them all to meet at the Leaky Caldron, and how she would have just left with Victor leaving them there.

"And you thought all this was going to go smoothly?" she nodded her head. She really did. She had no idea that Lavender would see them and jump to conclusions, or that Victor was obsessed with her! Her plan had backfired and she had made a mess of things. She knew that she should off told Lavender about her plans but she was so excited and didn't want anything to go wrong. Boy was she wrong.

"I didn't know Victor was that infatuated with me." She said looking at Ron.

"Will he be ok?" he asked truly concerned for the young man they left pass out in a chair.

"Yes he will be fine." She said thinking "He will have a nasty hangover when he wakes up though." She looked over at Ron again. "I didn't think too much about Victor in my planning." She said with a frown.

"You didn't think much about Lavender either." He said while running his hand through his messy red hair.

"Poor Lavender." she whispered. Ron looked over at her and took her hand.

"How did you know that I fancied her?" he asked with a smile. Hermione looked at him, for the first time since they escaped the Leaky Caldron, and saw a glimmer of hope.

"I always knew." she said with a smile. "Some girls just know." they held hands and headed back to Hogwarts unbeknown to them that Harry too was suffering from a broken heart.

Pinku: Will Lavender or Harry ever love again? Will Hermione and Ron ever find out about Harry's broken heart? These and other questions will or might be answered in the next exciting chapter of "The Letter."