Return To Me

Summary:

A huge fight resulted to a break up no one expected. Now Harry has to win back the girl he loves, with a little help from his friends… But no one said it was going to be easy.

Chapter Two – The Mission

Harry stood in the common room staring at the people that had so willingly volunteered to help him win Hermione back. He was too surprised to see Malfoy there that he didn't bother asking why he was there in the first place. As soon as Ron walked in, the meeting began.

"Okay, here's the thing, we need to come up with a plan to get Hermione to come back to me," Harry explained as they listened intently. He looked at Malfoy, waiting for him to scoff or snort with disgust or mutter something about dirty little mudbloods, but he remained silent. "Well, any ideas?"

Harry looked at the faces that were before him. Sitting on the sofa was Lavender, Ginny, Luna, Dean, Seamus, Neville, Ron and Draco Malfoy. They all looked at Harry as though he'd lost his mind. He sighed.

"Please you guys, you've got to help me! I can't come up with all the ideas!" Harry desperately pleaded with them. To his surprise, Malfoy raised his hand. It was such a polite gesture that Harry took a minute to address him. "Yes, Malfoy?"

Almost at the mention of his name everyone turned to him and began to question him. They'd hurried into the common room not knowing that he'd come along. Seamus and Neville who were sitting on each side of him quickly moved away as though he was poisonous and deadly. Harry took a minute to calm them down.

"Will you all please shut up!" he said, but his curiosity got the best of him. "What are you doing here Malfoy?"

He looked surprised. "Uhm, well Ginny said I could come along—"

Everyone quickly turned to Ginny with questions.

"What's he doin' here?"

"You brought him?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Have you gone mad!"

"Everyone shut up!" Harry bellowed. He ran a hand through his untidy jet-black hair as he sighed. "Okay, fine, just leave them alone—"

But Ron was already on his feet demanding why on earth his sister was hanging out with a Slytherin who was his enemy. Ginny simply rolled her eyes.

"I'm dating him and there's nothing you can do about it," she said cheekily.

Ron looked like he was about to faint. "Dating? What for!"

"Oh why don't you bugger off," Ginny snapped.

"WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP AND PAY ATTENTION!" Harry exploded. "I haven't got time for this Q and A thing okay? If they're dating, fine!"

"But Harry—"

"Ron, please! I'm desperate here!" Harry cut him off.

"Oh fine… I guess there really isn't anything I can do… Except kick his sorry arse if he ever hurts my sister."

"Like you ever could," Malfoy sneered but apologized quickly when Ginny gave him a threatening glare.

"Anyway! Can we please focus? I didn't bring you here for nothing you know. Now, Draco, what were you going to say?" Harry asked.

"Well, if you want, you could try sending her some flowers," Malfoy suggested. "It's not a very big idea, but it's a start."

Ginny smiled up at him adoringly. Harry somehow found this a bit odd. He wasn't used to seeing them making moon eyes at each other. Forgetting about them, he thought about Malfoy's idea. It wasn't so bad really. It was simple and somewhat chivalrous and old fashioned. It might just work.

"Brilliant! Okay, but how? She won't even talk to me," Harry said.

"Well," Neville said speaking for the first time. "You could send one of the girls up the dormitories for you. They could give her the flowers."

Harry felt stupid. Of course, why didn't he think of that? "That's perfect Neville! Perfect! But, just incase this fails, we need a back up plan, any ideas?"

"You could always serenade her," Luna said in her quiet voice.

Ron made a face. "There's no way Harry's going to sing. Right mate?"

"Never," Harry scoffed. "I'd rather Voldemort—(everyone gasped at the name) – Will you guys get a grip? Heavens to Betsy—come to the school than have to sing a song." He replied. Not wanting to hurt Luna's feelings, he quickly added, "Thanks for the idea though."

"I know!" Ginny said excitedly. "You could buy her something really really pretty that she'll like."

Harry frowned. "Oh, like what?"

"A golden book," Ron sniggered. "That girl doesn't like pretty things."

"Shows how much you know. Hmph."

"Let's make that plan B. Anymore ideas?" Harry asked.

Everyone shook their heads. He sighed. At least he got some ideas from them. Now the only problem was, where was he going to get flowers?

"Anyone know where I can get some flowers?" Harry asked.

"The garden!"

"I don't think Hogwarts has a garden… " Lavender stated.

"Neville'll get you some flowers! He's the plant guy ain't ya Neville?" Seamus said.

Neville nodded nervously. "Well then," Harry said in relief. "It's settled. I'm giving her flowers."

"And a card," Lavender piped up. "You have to have a card Harry."

"And you have to make it say something very nice." Ginny added.

"Like what?" Harry asked.

"A poem!"

"Telling her how much you love her!"

"Poems? Ew." Ron stuck out his tongue.

"Oh grow up." They all said.

"Okay, what should the poem say?" Harry yawned. "Look, I'm too tired for this, and I'm sure you guys are all worn out too. What say we all think of it tomorrow?"

Everyone nodded. "Okay, meeting adjourned."

Everyone got up and headed to where they should be. Ron and Harry walked together up the stairs to the boys' dormitory. Harry could only hope their plan would work. Ron, sensing his worry, gave him a pat on the back.

"Don't worry mate, it'll be alright," he said.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I hope so. I really hope so."