"Bloody fool," Harry thinks to himself as he watches Ron flirting with various girls. "He is totally oblivious to the fact that Hermione is crazy about him. "He doesn't even like any of these girls, just the attention."

Hermione had went to bed long before, not wanting to watch the one she loved flirting with girls in mass numbers. She didn't know when she started to love him, but she did; deeply and passionately.

"Harry?"

"What!" Harry snapped back, still boiling with anger at the sight of Ron's flirtatious ways. He looked up and saw Ginny. They had been dating for a couple of months now, and he loved her to death. "Sorry Gin," he apologized. "I was just watching your brother over there." He said angrily. "Ugh," grunted Ginny. "It bothers me too. I mean, Hermione is one of my best friends, and seeing Ron like that makes me mad. Knowing how much it hurts her, I mean." Ginny continued. Harry nodded in agreement, but let the anger settle, and nestled up closer to Ginny.

The next morning, Hermione rushed off to Potions, not even bothering to wait for Harry or Ron. Seeing Ron wrapped up in all those girls last night made her even angrier with Ron. She wished with all her heart that she didn't like him, because he showed no signs of liking her back.

"I just don't get it." Ginny announced to Harry as they walked through the corridors, having left Ron behind. "What's that?" asked Harry. "None of my other brothers ever flirted the way Ron does. Where does he learn it? I mean, the girls are like swarms of flies around him every night." She continued. "I mean, did you ever see Percy with any girl? No, because Percy wasn't like that. Neither were Bill or Charlie. They were all about books. Ron is the total opposite." She finished angrily. "I don't know either." Harry sighed, kissing Ginny good-bye, and walking into potions.

"I got it." Hermione declared to Harry after Potions.

"Got what?" Harry asked curiously.

"A love potion."

"A love potion! What for?"

"Ron."

"Ron!"

"Hmm, I'll slip it into his drink at dinner, and then…" her sentence trailed off.

"Hermione, that's crazy. You want Ron to like you for you and not because some potion makes him!" Harry retorted.

"Hey guys!" Ginny caught up with them. "Where's Ron?" A bleak nod of Hermione's head indicated Ron's position, in the middle of yet another group of girls. "Honestly, I can't figure him out." Ginny said disgustedly. "Me neither." Harry agreed, taking her hand and leading her to the common rooms. Only then did he notice that Hermione was no longer with them. He saw her far ahead, pushing through people to get to wherever she was headed.

"Oh no!" Harry exclaimed. "What?" Ginny asked. "Where's she going?"

"The Potions room."

"Why?"

"She's probably gathering ingredients to make the love potion she's planning on using on Ron." He said with concern. "She's crazy."

"She's not crazy. She's in love." Ginny sighed.

"You know what love potions can do. You have to stop her!"

"Me!"

"Yes you. I'm not gonna do it. Why would she listen to me? I'm a guy." He retorted.

"All right, all right." Ginny agreed.

"You'd better hurry."

"Right," she said. She pecked Harry on the cheek, and hurried off in the direction Hermione was headed.

A/N: Okay, this is my first fic in a long time. I work off of reviews. No reviews, no update. So please review! Hope you liked it!

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