AN: Just so you know, I didn't shy away form writing that last scene with Harry and Hermione. I just didn't want to write any smut at the time, I wasn't in the mood. Anyone that's read my other fanfics know that I have no problem writing those kinds of scenes! Anyway, thanks to those who actually took the time to review!

Disclaimer: Nothings mine. It's J.K.R.'s. Except the plot. That's mine...all mine...leave it alone...I warn you, I do bite!

Chapter 3

Hermione slowly opened her eyes. The sun was shining brightly in the window. When she stretched, she felt something tighten around her waist and looked down to find an arm around her. She looked to the left and her eyes fell on Harry's face. Hermione's eyes widened. She sat up fast, startling Harry, causing him to shoot up in a sitting position.

"What's wrong, Hermione?"

"What are you doing in my bed?" She had the sheets pulled up to cover herself.

"What?" Harry asked, rubbing his eyes. "What do you mean?"

Hermione began to remember what happened the night before. Her friends coming over. The talking and laughing. Then, everyone left except Harry. They're arguement in the kitchen. Then they were in her bedroom. Hermione closed her eyes, trying to get the images of her and Harry making love out of her mind.

"No...no!" She began to cry. "Tell me we didn't Harry. Please, tell me we didn't." She was hoping Harry would all of a sudden smile and say 'got ya!' She looked at him and when he didn't she groaned.

"Hermione, don't you remember?"

Hermione frowned. "Yes, but I don't want to."

"Why?" Harry asked.

She turned away as the tears fell faster. He tried to make her face him again, but she shrugged him off.

"Hermione...why don't you want to remember?"

She was quiet for a few moments. Then she said quietly, "Please leave."

"But Herm-"

"Get out!"

"Hermione, we need to talk!" Harry said calmly and plainly.

"I don't want to talk to you." She said looking up at him. "Leave."

Harry frowned and only stared at her for a while. He then got up and began gathering his clothes. When he was dressed he walked to the door, stopping and turning around. He was hoping Hermione would call him back. But she didn't. She wasn't even looking at him. Silent tears began to slide down his face as he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Several hours later, Ginny knocked on Hermione's door. When she opened the door, there were tears in Hermione's eyes.

"Hermione...we need to talk." She said unsurely.

Hermione shrugged. "Well, I guess Harry's told you the whole story...so apparently there's nothing to talk about." She then left Ginny standing alone at the door.

"Hermione..." Ginny said as she closed the door and followed her into Hermione's living room. Hermione sat down on her couch and pulled her knees to her chest.

Ginny sat down beside her and sighed. "Yes, he told me what happened, but...."

"But what?"

"I don't understand. If you didn't want to do it, why did you?"

Hermione looked away from her redheaded friend. 'She thinks she knows everything.' She whiped her eyes, trying to hide the tears, that had already been seen. It was no use. She began to cry more and she looked back at Ginny. "That's just it, Gin." She said quietly. "I did want it."

Ginny frowned. She was confused. "Then...why did you throw Harry out?"

Hermione shrugged again. "Cause I'm stupid." She said half lauging, even though it wasn't a funny situation. "Mainly because of John though." She said seriously.

Ginny sighed again. "Hermione, you make no sense!"

"I know. I don't know what to do now, though."

Ginny didn't have to think of what she was going to say, she knew she had to say it, even though Hermione knew it already. "You have to break up with John, Hermione."

Hermione threw her a dirty look. "Gin, I can't. I already told you I love him too."

"Not as much as you love Harry!" Ginny argued.

"You don't know that, Gin." Hermione said glaring at her briefly through blurry eyes and then looking away.

After thinking, Ginny said, "Have you and John made love?"

Hermione's head shot up. She studied Ginny's face, which was looking very confident at the moment. She didnt' say anything though, she only looked away again.

"I thought so!" Ginny said knowingly. "If you love John so much, wouldn't you want to make love to him and not Harry?"

Quietly and withought looking at Ginny, Hermione said, "I wanted to wait until we got married. I've always wanted to wait until I was married."

"It's because you love Harry more, Hermione." Ginny explained.

Hermione closed her eyes as more tears flowed down her face. 'She's right' she admitted to herself.

Ginny thought for a moment. "Hermione, if you were engaged to Harry right now-your feelings about him the same way they are-and then you met John, do you think you would fall in love with John?"

Hermione looked up at Ginny and thought about the question for a moment. Then she shook her head. "I could never love anyone as much as I do Harry." She said quietly.

Ginny smiled and said, "I told you so." It caused Hermione to laugh lightly.

"Gin..." Hermione said. "I've know this all along. I just didn't want anyone to know."

"I know." Ginny said. "I know everything!"

"Right." Hermione said smiling. She whiped her eyes. Ginny was looking at her again. "I know what you're going to say Gin."

"What?"

"I have to tell them...both of them."

"Yes you do." Ginny said. "But, not until you're ready."

Hermione looked up at her friend and smiled. "Thanks, Gin. I wouldn't make it without you."

"I know!" Ginny said proudly. "Neither would anyone else!"

They hugged briefly and then grew silent. After a few minutes of silence, Hermione spoke.

"Gin?"

"What?"

"Don't tell Harry...please." Hermione said. "I want to tell him, but I'm going to wait."

"How long?" Ginny asked.

"I have to wait until John gets back." Hermione explained. "I need to break up with him first."

"I understand." Ginny said. Smiling she asked, "But can I tell Draco? This is just such good news!"

"I guess, but don't tell anyone else...not Ron, or Luna, or anyone! Promise?"

"I promise!" Ginny said brightly. She then hugged Hermione again. "Speaking of Draco though, I better get back home, he'll be expecting me soon!"

"Ok. Thanks again, Gin."

"You're welcome." She said standing up. "But you did't need my help, you know. You knew what you wanted all along, you just needed to realize it." She then left Hermione's flat without another word.

Hermione sat, thinking hard. This was going to be a terrible week. How was she going to avoid Harry, when she worked with him? Thinking about this, she went upstairs to her room and began to change.