Ashley: Hehe, yeah I had to. Poor Hermione lol.

Phillyactress: I promise it'll all work out: )

hoppygrl: A new reviewer! Thank you so much! I hope to hear from you again.

ravioli and chocolate: Yeah you know…he always gets the shaft in these stories. I think I'll make my next story about them two…maybe, who knows. Lol.

Disclaimer: I am not J.K.Rowling, and everything that you recognize is NOT mine.

A/N: Hey guys! I was SOOO wanted to post this on March 1st, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY RON WEASLEY! But ah well, I figured that since I have so much to do in the next three days I was going to try and hurry and post for you guys. I have spring break this coming week, so hopefully I'll add a lot more! Thank you guys for being such good reviewers! Love you lots!

Days came and went, and they turned into weeks. Snow was starting to fall to announce to the on-coming of winter. Hermione hadn't really talked to either one of the boys in a LONG time, minor conversations here and there was all that was spoken. It was easy enough to throw aside, as most everybody was studying for tests anyway.

The dance was a couple days away and Hermione really did not want to go by herself, she wanted to be able to talk to Ron and Harry again.

'Especially Ron,' she thought. 'I need to clear up what happened if he heard anything about it…'

Sighing, Hermione got up off her bed and got down on her hands and knees to get something from underneath.

She pulled out the cauldron.

'I might as well stir this a little; just to make sure it stays good'

As she sat cross-legged on the floor stirring her potion, she started thinking. She thought about that night in heaven, and, she supposed she could call it hell.

Ron didn't seem mad about it at all, so maybe he didn't know. Harry hadn't acted any different towards her either, it was almost as if it never happened, which was silly. No one could dream something like that, nightmares weren't that bad. Of course it was real.

'Maybe Harry didn't tell Ron, maybe…maybe I don't have to say anything to Ron after all.'

Ron would find out. He always did. Hermione wanted to make sure that Ron was all hers; and she couldn't risk the fact of him finding out from someone else. She made an agreement with herself right then and there to tell Ron and hope he understands.

'What if he found out about Malfoy' she thought.

Suddenly feeling sick, she stopped stirring and put her hands in her head. She didn't even know why Malfoy did that. Was it to play with her? Probably….no, no he had changed a little when he was around her.

'That still doesn't mean that he wouldn't do that' she told herself.

All of a sudden there was a bang in the background, and she jumped, almost knocking over the cauldron.

'What the bloody hell was that?'

"Hermione, Hermione are you in there?" Hermione heard Ginny call to her.

She was just about to answer back when her cauldron gave a little wheeze and then a tiny poof of smoke lifted up into the ceiling.

'Ok……' Hermione was completely perplexed. 'What just happened? I know the bang was Ginny slamming the portrait door open, but that shouldn't have caused my potion to go wacky right?

'I'm sure it's supposed to do that when it's almost done, the dance is two days and then its break.'

Remembering Ginny, Hermione shoved her cauldron back underneath her bed in the corner and called back to her.

"Yeah Ginny, I'm in here…I was studying."

She heard Ginny run up the stairs and throw open her door. She looked winded and cold; and you could still see bits of snowflake in her hair.

"What's up Gin?" She asked.

"Hermione, Harry asked me to the dance!" Ginny told her excitedly. Hermione just sat there for a second. Was it not just a few weeks ago that Harry had kissed her, and now he's going after Ginny? Without thinking, Hermione said that exact same thing out loud.

"What?" Ginny asked "Did I hear you right, Harry kissed you?"

"Well, yeah, but it didn't mean anything, and I certainly didn't want it to happen…and well…"

Before she knew it, Hermione was telling Ginny the whole story, even the part about Malfoy. After she was done, she felt a great deal better, like 100 pounds had just been lifted off her chest. She looked at Ginny to see what she would do; scared kind of that she would start yelling at her. She was expecting Ginny to turn red, and that Weasley temperto kick right in. She was NOT expecting however, for Ginny to laugh so hard that she had to sit down on her bed.

For three minutes Ginny laughed, and laughed, and laughed some more.

Finally Hermione got aggravated enough to stop her.

"Ginny, WHAT is so funny? This was not a funny matter, I feel horrible that I did this to you!"

"Oh Hermione", Ginny said "was the only reason you didn't say anything earlier because you thought I would get mad?"

Hermione nodded her head, "does that mean that your not?"

Ginny broke into a huge smile,

"No, of course not Hermione, I promise. Harry told me a couple weeks ago, he said that yeah, he liked you…but he got caught up in the heat of the moment. Said something like 'it was like my "hormone-inizer" switch got stuck on high.' It was brilliant. He was so nervous, because he didn't want there to be hard feelings between you and I. He likes me now Hermione, that's all there was to it, what happened in the past stays in the past ok?"

Hermione never felt better, knowing that there would be no hard feelings between the three of them. She liked knowing that she could talk to Harry now about stuff; that she would have someone to talk to during the dance.

'Hopefully two people if I talk to Ron soon' she thought 'I'm going down there tonight.'

The two girls chatted for awhile longer before Ginny had to bring up the dance.

"So Hermione…are you going with anyone? Someone…..like Ron?"

If Hermione had been taking a drink, she would have spit it all out right there.

"Why would I ask Ron?"

Ginny looked at her like she was stupid, "Oh come on Hermione, the boy has it bad for you, we can all see it. And I know you like him too."

"I …well…." Hermione stuttered. Ginny had a look of satisfaction on her face.

"See, I told you."

"Ok yes, yes, I like him ok! I like him a lot and I've done so for a very, very long time."

"Well, then you'll just have to impress him at the dance now won't you?"

Hermione sat there for a second, and then finally….

"Ginny…I can't believe I'm asking you this…but will you help me to look good for the dance?"

Ginny's face turned into sheer pleasure and then she started jumping up and down on Hermione's bed shouting "yes of course I'll help you! Now, what are you wearing?"

"Well," Hermione started, "we can wear regular clothes right?"

"Yeah, I don't know why Dumbledore decided to just NOW let us do that, Seamus and I think it's because he wants to see McGonagall in something else besides a tight bun and school robes."

Getting the picture out of her head of McGonagall in a little red dress, she shuddered and walked over to her closet to pull out a dress.

"How's this?" she asked, putting the dress in front of her.

"What!" she said, seeing the look on Ginny's face- she looked like she was going to throw up.

"Hermione…you want to impress Ron, not make him want to do chores. It's too much of a 'motherly' dress. Don't you worry, I'll bring something in a couple days and I promise you this much, you'll love it!"

Ginny left after another hour and Hermione finally decided it was time to talk to Ron. She walked down the stairs into the common room and found Ron and Harry playing Wizard's Chess. Naturally, Ron was winning. She smiled and sat down next to Ron and watched while he called check mate with a little victory dance in his seat. Harry rolled his eyes and leaned back into his chair and looked at Hermione.

"Hey Hermione, long time no see" he smiled at her.

'I sure hope Ginny was right about there being no awkward feeling between us…' Hermione thought.

"Hey Harry, hey Ron. Ron, could I talk to you for a minute?" She asked him.

Harry took his cue to leave and said that he was going to go find Dean for a question in potions.

Finally Ron and Hermione were alone.

"So Hermione," Ron asked, "what did you want to talk about", his ears going slightly pink when he looked at her.
'God's she beautiful…'

"Well, Ron…I've been kind of distant lately you know-"

"Yeah I know," Ron interrupted, "Harry said it was probably because everybody is studying for tests."

"Well, actually, no Ron. It wasn't because of the tests…I've…I've been afraid to see or talk to you guys." Hermione looked down at her shoelaces when she said that part, she didn't want to see the look in Ron's eyes.

"Hermione, why would you feel like that?" he asked her, genuinely concerned.

"Well….because…Ron, Harry…Harry…" she started.

"Yeah…go on" Ron urged.

She stopped and looked at Ron, he looked so sad when she looked up from the ground. But she knew she had to tell him, it was better to hear it from her so she could explain, rather than having somebody else tell him and have him get the wrong idea.

"Oh, Ron…Harry kissed me."

A/N: Oooh, what will Ron say! Lol, I had to stop there because I realized I just spent over an hour writing this and I'm running on 3 hours of sleep per night because of midterm week…so I need shut-eye! Lol, I'll review soon! Put down your favouritecolor you guys, the third reviewer gets to pick Hermione's dress color!