A/N- Hi, I know that the chapters in this story have been really wierd, because of the paragraphs clumping together unexpectedly. I'm really sorry abou that. I don't think my copmuter likes me that much. If that happens to this chapter please, just try to enjoy.
Hermione jumped up when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She had been so alone in her own thoughts that she forgot that she was in the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Hermione, calm down! It's only me!" Harry said. Hermione sighed and sat back down, burying her face in her hands. Harry hated to see his friends like this. "What's wrong, Hermione?" Harry asked. Harry rubbed Hermione's arm gently to make her feel better.
"Oh, Harry!" Hermione moaned into her hands.
"What is it?" Harry asked. He was worried about Hermione, she looked so upset.
"I just found something out that I didn't really need to know," Hermione said looking up from her hands. "I crushed two mens hearts in a day."
Harry was confused. "When?" He asked. "How? Who?" When he asked who he asked it more anxiously. He wanted to know.
"Today, when I was working with Ron on homework Parvati came up to me and asked me to come with her." Hermione explained to Harry. "She showed me Neville who was crying and she told me that two people liked me and I crushed their hearts when I became... Ron's girlfriend." Hermione was reluctant to say 'Ron's girlfriend' although she was confused why.
Harry didn't know exactly why this would hurt Hermione as it did, but he comforted her in only the way friends can. "It's okay, Hermione. It's no big deal." Harry regreted that he said that.
"No big deal?" Hermione burst. She jumped up. "Of course it's a big deal! Draco Malfoy and Neville Longbottom like me!" The last part came out in such a rush that Harry could hardly understand what she said, but when he figured out what she said he was shocked.
"Wh-wh-what?" Harry asked, stuttering.
Hermione sat back down and explained exactly what happened when Parvati showed her Neville. Hermione knew it wasn't such a big deal but she made it a big deal. She couldn't believe that either, Draco or Neville liked her. She didn't want to believe it. When she finished telling Harry Hermione took a breath, waiting to see what Harry would do.
All Harry could say was, "Wow." His mind was runnig so fast that he couldn't do anything. "Wow," Harry said again. Harry inched toward Hermione and gave her a hug. A hug that lasted for a while.
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Ron was just coming downstairs to get his Potions book that he had left downstairs in the Common Room. Ron looked around the Common Room to see if anyone was there. He saw Fred and George mixing up concoctions for their joke shop and Harry and Hermione, who were hugging. Ron didn't take it as anything, I mean, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were all best friends. Ron walked over to them just as they were done hugging.
"Hey, lo-" Ron broke off at the middle of his sentence when he saw Hermione's tear-streaked face. "What's wrong!" Ron demanded. "What happened!"
Harry looked at Hermione and then Ron realizing that Hermione might want to tell Ron alone. "I'm going to go get ready for bed," Harry said getting up from the couch. Ron watched Harry go up the stairs into the boys' dormitory.
Ron looked at Hermione and asked her calmly, "What happened, Love?"
Hermione then burst into tears and dug her face into Ron's chest. Ron stroked Hermione's hair until Hermione had calmed down. She then told Ron how Neville and Draco both liked her and how she didn't think she could deal with it.
"They what!" Ron burst, practically screaming. "I'll kill them!" He yelled, heading toward the portrait of the Fat Lady with his fist held high.
"NO!" Hermione screamed. "Don't! It's not their fault that they like me! You never really know when you're going to like someone new," Hermione said this while walking over to Ron, who had stopped midway to the Portait of the Fat Lady. Ron brought his fist down.
"You're right," he said and he kissed her long and hard.
