A/N: Thanks for the reviews of chapter 1! They inspired me to continue. Hope you like this one!

"Hermione!" Ginny yelled, catching up to her.

"Yes?" Hermione answered sweetly.

"Don't do it."

"Do what?"

"Make that love potion Harry was telling me about. He said you planned on using it to make Ron fall in love with you."

"He told you that?" Hermione asked stiffly.

"Yes."

Hermione sighed. "I just don't know what to do, Ginny. Your brother is a complete idiot."

"Tell me about it." Ginny agreed.

"Well, anyway. You don't have to worry about me. I'm not making any potion. I just said that out of anger." Hermione confessed.

"Okay, good." Ginny breathed a sigh of relief. "Well I have some homework to catch up on, but I'll talk to you later." Ginny said, giving Hermione a quick hug, and scurrying to the Gryffindor wing.

"Hey." Harry said to Ron when back in the dormitories. The boys' dormitories were the only place he could talk to Ron without all the girls around.

"Hey Harry." Ron replied, though Harry could tell he wasn't really paying attention to him. "Well I'm going to sleep." Ron announced, pulling the sheets down and climbing into bed. "Good night, then." He told Harry, rolling over onto his side and closing his eyes.

Ron wasn't really tired. He just didn't want to talk to Harry. He had too much on his mind to concentrate on having a conversation. He couldn't understand it. So many girls were always around him, but the one he wanted avoided him like the plague. Hermione Granger. The name made his heart flutter. Beautiful, smart, compassionate, understanding. But he could never have her. She didn't love him. They were friends and nothing more. Ron thought about all of this before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Meanwhile, Hermione lay in bed in the girls' dormitories, thinking of Ron. He was funny and charming, but all the other girls thought so too. They could never talk, just the two of them. She longed for those earlier days when Ron, Harry, and her would talk long into the night. Things were different now. If she could just talk to him, maybe she would tell him how she felt.

Harry and Ginny sat in the commons, hand in hand. "This is hurting all of us." Harry told Ginny. "Ron, Hermione, and I used to talk like this every night. Now it's different." He finished sadly.

"I know what you mean." Ginny replied with a sigh. "Ron is impossible. Deep in his heart, he likes Hermione." She finished.

"What makes you say that?" Harry asked curiously.

"Oh puh-lease." Ginny rolled her eyes. "I'm his sister. I can read him like a book." She said, giggling.

"Enough about Ron for awhile." Harry said, pulling Ginny into a passionate kiss.

And together they sat there, in silent thought. Ron was Ginny's brother, Harry's best mate, and Hermione's love. Yet he didn't know the last one. He had no idea. If only he knew… Knew how much Hermione loved him…

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