Disclaimer: I so totally own Harry Potter eyeroll No, really, none of the characters belong to me. Duh.

A/N: Thank you everyone for reading this story! This next chapter is just random hyperness showing my undying love for crack pairings! (Except Hr/Slytherin or G/Slytherin, those just greatly disturb me).

Chapter Three: Planning and Crack Pairings (This is where I start to get hyper, lol)

"So, what exactly are we going to do at this party, Hermione?" asked Ron. It was late the next morning, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on the floor in the living room, going over party ideas. "I mean, we're a bit old for Pin The Tail On The Kneazle."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Ron, I didn't mean that kind of party! I thought it would be more like a Muggle party. We'd set up a stage in the backyard, (Hermione's backyard was huge, fenced in, and miles away from any pesky neighbors) and we could set up a huge buffet, and everyone could eat as much as they wanted, and-"

"Uh, Hermione," Ron interrupted. "Not that I'm objecting to food, but won't feeding half the school cost us a bit of money?"

"Yes, well, my parents are paying for most of it. Harry said he would pay for any wizarding purchases, since he doesn't have any Muggle money, and Fred and George are going to bring some drinks and-."

"You told Fred and George about this already?" said Ron loudly. "They're going to blow everything up, I know it."

"Actually," said Hermione calmly, "I think they'll be fine. They've offered to put on a fireworks display at the end. Anyway, once everybody eats, we're going to have a couple performers- Tonks volunteered to do a morphing show for everyone- and then we can put some music on, and…" she paused. "Some Muggle music is quite good, actually."

Harry raised his eyebrows. "We're going to have a dance? With Fred and George here?"

"Oh, come on, Harry, they were all right at the Yule Ball, weren't they?" Hermione pointed out. "Anyway, it's not all slow songs, you know. Muggle parties are actually quite fun, as long as there isn't a lot of alcohol. Oh, and I've thought of a way to invite more people, too!" she continued. "We could ask everyone coming to bring a friend."

Ron and Harry looked at each other. "A friend?" asked Ron, raising his eyebrows.

"Hermione, are you sure don't you mean, well, a date?" asked Harry?

Hermione blushed furiously. "Well, I didn't want to call it that, because all you guys will freak out. I just thought it was a good idea, because more people could come that way."

"But what if someone brings Smith or Malfoy?" asked Ron.

"Oh, who do you know that would bring Malfoy?" Hermione snapped.

Suddenly, Harry gasped. "You guys, we forgot Hagrid!" he exclaimed. "I wonder who he would bring."

"Probably Madame Maxim," guessed Ron. "No, wait; she's away on holiday, isn't she? Oh, I know who he would bring… Grawp."

Hermione giggled. "Can you imagine him dancing with Grawp?" she asked.

"Hey, it would be better than him dancing with, say, Flitwick," said Harry, grinning. "That's about a ten foot height difference."

The three of them laughed, imagining Hagrid dancing with tiny Professor Flitwick. "I can beat that," challenged Ron. "Filch and McGonagall."

Harry chuckled. "Moaning Myrtle and Peeves," he countered.

"Trelawney and Firenze"

"Crabbe and Malfoy"

"Pansy and Goyle"

"Fluffy and Fang"

"Snape and You-Know-Who"

"Aragog and the Basilisk"

"Snape and Sinistra"

"Dobby and Dumbledore"

"Draco and Mrs. Norris!"

They were all laughing hard now. "Ron and Luna" called out Hermione with a devilish expression on her face.

Ron's eyebrows rose. "Hermione and Krum"

"Ron and Lavender"

"Hermione and Filch"

"Ron and Trelawney"

"Hermione and Draco"

"Ron and the Giant Squid" shouted Hermione triumphantly. Ron threw a shoe at her. Soon, Ron and Hermione were pelting whatever they could reach at each other, shrieking in laughter, while Harry watched, amused. He steeled himself for their reactions and called out the most obvious pairing of them all.

"Ron and Hermione"

Both of them froze and looked at him. Ron was sputtering and turning maroon, while Hermione just looked at Harry with one eyebrow up. Then she threw a pillow at him.

"Time for lunch, you three," called Hermione's mother from the kitchen. They looked at each other.

"Well, I guess we should straighten up, then," said Ron, still blushing. They put back the pillows, shoes, and everything else they had thrown. Harry couldn't help noticing that Hermione and Ron kept looking at each other with odd expressions on their faces.He wascertain now that they liked each other as more than just friends.The question was if they would ever realize it.

A/N: Thanks for reading, the party will be in a couple more chapters, don't worry! Next chapter is R/H, wheee! Thank you so much to sillymail, Red Devil, piritesslass, and all the other lovely reviewers! I hope you're liking it so far!