They rushed down the stairs, greeted to a sight of pure delight. Mrs Weasley had really outdone herself. The food was stacked high, and above all, it was delicious as well.

They talked a lot during dinner, catching up on what the others had done over the summer. Fred and George came in during dinner, after working in their shop. According to them, they were doing really well, and had put a lot of money into the family vault.

This pleased Harry. The Weasley's were the people who deserved money most in the world. They went kind, loving, caring and considerate. But most of all, they had helped him so many times with their good grace and their love.

It was with a full stomach that Harry, Ron and Hermione climbed the stairs up to Ron's room, hearing the ghoul in the attic throwing things about. It had been doing this much recently since Fred and George didn't make that much noise any more. That was made in their shop.

They soon were back in the trunk, happily discussing what was said over dinner. But there was still one thing bugging him.

"Do I like Hermione?"

He never thought about it much now, but spending so much time with her had made him think differently. However, Ron soon answered that question for him.

"So Hermione, are we still, you know." Ron began. Hermione smiled and nodded.

Harry felt pleased for them, slowly realising his answer was clear.

NO.

Ron again asked Harry the question he was just about to ask himself.

"So what about you Harry mate? Who's top of your list then?"

Harry thought for a second. His mind came to an answer, but he couldn't tell them.

Ron saw the look on Harry's face.

"Come on. I won't kill you." He paused to laugh, but Harry felt that he may just do that.

"No, I can't." Harry said.

As if reading his mind, Hermione suddenly realised who he was talking about. The look on his face, all the clues had been there. For the smartest witch in the year, that was pretty slow.

"HARRY! Just tell me!" Ron moaned.

Harry looked at him defiantly.

"Ok, but if I tell you, you have to promise me you will not kill me."

"Deal mate. So, who's the lucky girl?"

"Well." Harry took a deep breath. ".it's Ginny."

Ron's face was hard to read.

"That's brilliant mate!" Ron shouted.

Harry was confused.

"I've been trying to get you two together for AGES!!"

Harry said, "Wow. I never knew. I just regret now that I didn't realise this while Ginny actually liked me."

Harry felt his stomach drop. He was really unhappy.

"Well Harry. I think differently." Hermione stated.

"Why do you think that? You told me yourself that she was over me."

"Harry, do you really think that her crush went away? She only went out with Michael to see how you reacted."

Harry started smiling, but another realisation came.

"And what about Seamus? They're going out."

Harry's smile faded.

"Harry, she only did that to wind Ron up."

Ron was livid. "When I get my hands of Finnegan for even pretending to go out with her I'm gonna."

He drifted away, planning plans of torture for him.

Hermione continued, "And as you can see, it worked."

Harry sniggered. The smile lit up his face for the first time in a while.

Soon, after Ron came back from his "planning", Ron and Hermione decided to help him. Hermione was the "insider" of course, since she was one of Ginny's best friends.

They continued discussing this, Harry thinking why he couldn't concentrate much, but he thought that may because thoughts like THAT came into his head.

Soon, they came out of the box, full of plans and ideas to help Harry in his new quest.

Hermione then went to Ginny's room, where she was staying, and Harry and Ron immediately fell asleep.

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Hermione climbed down the stairs that led to Ginny's room and opened the door gently.

Ginny was sitting on her bed reading, her eyes scanning every detail of the pages, taking it in.

Hermione went over to her.

Ginny looked up from her book.

"Hi Hermione. What do you want?" Ginny said sweetly.

"Well, I was just thinking we should catch up, you know, cause we haven't really talked, have we?"

Ginny considered this for a moment.

"Yeah, I agree. Let's get some food and stay up talking."

They both giggled and started downstairs, tip-toeing all the way. They grabbed some food and just as quietly came back upstairs.

They were soon in deep conversation.

Hermione thought that the topic of boys would never come, but it was actually Ginny who brought it up.

"So.you and my big brother, I always thought so. Actually, everyone did, but we knew that you were in denial."

"Very funny Ginny." Hermione chuckled. "So, what about you? It's obviously Harry."

"I do not!" Ginny said, while blushing hardly.

"Ginny, come on. Admit it!" Hermione said in a stern yet funny voice.

"Ok, I do, but please don't tell him!" Ginny pleaded.

"Ginny, what would you say if I told you that he likes you back. That what you have always wished for has come true."

"Well, I'd say that I was either dreaming, or being tricked."

"Well, you're wrong." Hermione smiled. "Follow me."

Ginny, looking confused yet interested followed Hermione upstairs.

They reached Ron's room and opened the door.