By: Writa

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. Are we clear on the matter?

A/n: My last attempt at writing was less that a success, so now I come to you with

Dun. Dun. Dun.

The Bulgarian

Part One: Travel sickness and secrets.

"So, what's happening between you and Krum?" asked Ginny grinning.

Hermione was nearly sick at the mere thought of the Bulgarian.

"Nothing, It wasn't working out." She lied in part.

"So, you broke up?" Ginny was a little bewildered.

Hermione nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She felt woozy.

"You okay? You look a little peaky."

"Yeah…um…just train-sick."

In the five years Ginny had known her, Ginny had never known Hermione to get travelsick. not even by Port-key or Floo-ing. Something was going on and the youngest Weasley had every intention of finding out what that something was.

Hermione could tell Ginny didn't believe her excuse. She had never been travelsick in her life. However she was grateful that Ginny did not question her on the subject.

Their thoughts were rudely interrupted when a young dark-haired boy of their own age dragged a seemingly catatonic red-headed guy with him into the compartment.

Harry shoved his best mate into the seat across from his sister.

"What happened to him?" Ginny asked waving a hand in front of her brother's face.

"Malfoy." Harry answered simply.

"Oh…that lying…" Ginny trailed off in a rage, the girl did justice to her hair colour with her temper.

"What did Malfoy do? I might be able to reverse it." Herione asked of Harry.

"Actually Malfoy didn't DO anything" replied The-Boy-Who-Lived.

Ginny broke off from her enraged mutterings and listened attentively once more to the conversation.

"But you said…" Hermione trailed off confused.

"We passed Malfoy in the corridor. Einstein here…" Harry jerked his thumb in Ronald's direction "decided to pick a fight with him. Malfoy ignored Ron and actually said 'Hi' to me then kept walking. Now Ron is in shock."

"That's odd." commented Hermione

"Yes!" Ginny cried spontaneously

The older teens looked at her questioningly.

"Umm…"

Ginny was at a loss to explain her outburst.

"Gin?"

"Yeah?"

"You wouldn't happen to know anything about Malfoy's behaviour change would you?" asked Hermione.

A look of understanding came into the older girls eyes at the red-head's blush.

"Oh."

"Umm…"

She couldn't very well reveal her most precious and most guarded secret. If her family knew she was dating Draco then her darling brothers would most certainly kill her boyfriend, and possibly lock her up in till she was and old spinster. But she would not lie, not for any reason on earth would she actually lie.

"If I were to say 'No' would you believe me?" she tried.

"No." was the reply of all

"Damn."

"So, what do you know about Malfoy acting nice all of a sudden?" asked Harry "Not that I am complaining or anything. It's kinda nice to walk ast him without being insulted or jinxed."

Ginny looked to Hermione, she was looking for some kind of help. Something, anything that meant she wouldn't have to tell anyone about her relationship with Draco Malfoy….

She received none.

"Okay. Fine." Ginny gave up, she would have to tell them. "But you have to tell me the truth about your travel sickness." She waited for an answer before continuing.

"Agreed."

Ginny sighed, this was not going to end well, she just knew it.

"Ron, you have to swear not to go homicidal on me." Ginny said looking to her brother.

"I swear." He promised

Ginny took a deep breath…

"Hismiboifren." She said it so fast that the others couldn't understand her.

"What was that?" Ron was bewildered

Ginny sighed in resignation and repeated in slower so that he could understand her.

"He is my boyfriend"

"WHAAT!" Ron bellowed, causing everybody's ears to ring unpleasantly.

Hermione was nodding as if this made perfect sense.

Ron was out of his seat in an instant and then was almost instantly under a binding charm cast by Hermione to prevent him from bodily harming his sisters beloved.

Harry was mildly surprised but he unlike her brother trusted Ginny's judgement. "How long have you been going out with Malfoy?"

Ginny thought for a moment. "Since Easter."

Ron sat there beside Hermione fuming. Due to the strength and skill which Hemione could cast the charm he couldn't even move his mouth to complain, lecture, and generally be a disapproving big brother. So he sat, and he fumed, and he sat, and occasionally he would grunt to show his upmost displeasure.

Ginny, after extracting a promise from her brother that he would not try to kill, maim, castrate or in anyway harm her boyfriend, convinced Hermione to release him.

"Hermione, there is something I don't understand." Harry was thoughtful

"You're not asking me for homework help already?"

"No, it's not that….there is just something that has been bugging me… since when do you get travel sick?"

This is so short. Gyah! I apologise for the length or the lack thereof.

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