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Chapter Four

Halfway back to the common room Harry ran into Ron who was heading to the common room as well.

"Hey what are you doing up so early?" Harry noted the nervous expression about Ron's face.

"I was about to ask you the same thing," Ron's cheery voice sounded a bit forced.

"Just sending a letter to Lupin that's all. Is something up?"

"Uh… why do you ask?" Ron's ears were turning red just as they always did when he was getting embarrassed.

"Ron c'mon you can tell me, we've been best friends for the past six years." Harry couldn't see why Ron would have such a problem telling him anything.

"Ok. You know how I told you I like Hermione?" began Ron slowly

"Uh, yeah, how could I forget?"

"Yeah anyways, I think she knows, I don't know how she knows but I'm pretty sure she does."

"I swear I didn't say anything… so how do you think she found out?"

"I really don't know, you're the only person I've told…unless…WAIT! Ginny!"

"What, how would she know?" Harry panted as they barreled down the seventh floor corridor.

"You know how sneaky she is! And she knows about this kind of stuff, she's smart like that. Phoenix Tail." Ron added as they approached the portrait of the fat lady.

Ron shoved his way in as fast as he could and was halfway to Ginny when Harry pulled him aside.

"Wait!"

"And why the bloody Hell should I wait!" Ron hissed incredulously

"Because, she might not have found out about you liking Hermione, maybe Hermione guessed or maybe she doesn't even know you like her."

"No, trust me she knows and Ginny told her."

"Yeah but if Ginny doesn't know now you're just gonna end up telling her now, and then there will be no doubt that Hermione will know!"

Ron stared across the room at Ginny then back at Harry, thinking hard.

"HEY! I've just realized something!"

Clueless Harry asked, "And what is that?"

"You like my sister!"

"Wha—what makes you think that," it was Harry's turn to be nervous now.

"Well, let's see, whenever she's around you're always staring at her. You won't let me confront her about Hermione. And you always try to avoid being alone with her."

"No, I do not always stare at her," Ron gave a disbelieving sniff. "And I don't want you to say anything about Hermione to her in case she doesn't know yet. And since when do I have a problem being alone with her."

"Ok fine, but I have noticed you don't like being alone with her. Remember at the Christmas party last year, the one for Order members and their families? Me and Hermione were going to get some more food and you got all nervous and said 'No, I'll come too.' Harry I don't see why your having such a problem admitting it, I told you that I like Hermione" It bothered Ron that Harry couldn't tell him the truth when he had been a witness to all the signs.

"Ok, so maybe I like Ginny. But I don't know…I—I oh, I don't know why I like her all of a sudden. I never had these kinds of feelings for her before."

"It's ok, mate, I've been going through the same thing with Hermione, remember?" For a while the two boys stood there staring at Hermione and Ginny talking excitedly and playing with Crookshanks.

"I think girls are just confusing!" said Harry without warning causing Ron to jump in alarm.

"I'm sure they say the same thing about us, mate."