Chapter Three
"Well that was a pretty good practice if you ask me"
"Well we didn't Ron" remarked Ginny
"What's up with her?" Harry shrugged it off soon though. He still was curious about Ron's unfinished statement. "What was it you were about to tell me?"
"Erm nothing" said Ron falsely clearing his throat as Hermione approached them.
"How was practice?" inquired Hermione with a barely audible sigh.
"Pretty good, nothing special." Replied Ron in a would-be-indifferent tone. "Uh, we gotta erm do some uh potions homework, we'll catch you later 'Mione"
"Ok NOW will you tell me?" said Harry as they climbed the staircase to their dormitory.
"It's just lately I find myself thinking about…this girl. She's really hot and sweet and smart and I can't keep my mind off her. I'm always staring at her too, it's like no matter what I do she's the only thing that matters."
"So, who's this 'girl'?" Harry demanded
"Well if you must know its, um…Hermione"
"WHAT!"
"Yeah"
"YES!"
"Yes? Why did you say that?" Ron stared at Harry as though fearing for his sanity
"I knew you liked her, ever since third year. But I didn't want to say anything in case I was wrong or incase you would get defensive. But YES!"
"Ok, you can stop now. Do you enjoy rubbing in the fact that you knew I liked her before I even knew?"
"Yes actually, I do" replied Harry grinning.