Harry and Ron both looked up from the inside cover of the book at the same time.

"Bloody Hell" Ron breathed quietly, his eyes wide and excited. "Harry…it's a sign. "

Harry raised his eyebrows. "A sign?"

Ron nodded vigorously. "Well, either that or a really huge mistake but I doubt it. Hermione never makes mistakes."

Harry leaned back in his chair and thought. "So, I have this meeting with Krum in Hogsmeade tomorrow, and now this…you know, if it got any more complicated it would require as much thinking as Transfigurations."

"Or Potions. " Ron offered with a smirk. "Lots of thinking that is!"

Harry put Hermione's book back on the table. Then, on second thought, he turned around again and picked it back up. "I'm gonna go up to the dormitory and look through this."

It was Ron's turn to raise his eyebrows. "Look through it? Why? It's the same as yours only with little notes and quill markings. Oh, and that list of books that she's read for fun and thinks might actually be useful for NEWT's."

Harry nodded. "I know, but I still…she didn't give this to me on accident, and judging by the way she brushed me off at breakfast, well, this might a response…I dunno…."

His voice trialed off and he tucked the book under his arm and picked up his bag. "I'm gonna go to the dormitory ok?"

Ron nodded. "Yeah, I'll be up soon."

Harry went up the stair case and started up. He was about halfway up the stairs when he heard a voice say, "Well, what did he think?"

He stopped dead in his tracks. It was Hermione's voice. She was back in the common room and with Ron.

Harry gently set his bag down on the stairs and crept back down till he could just see what was going on.

Hermione had come back in and was sitting across form Ron.

Ron looked up and saw her coming. "You listened to all of that? Sad that is."

Hermione swatted at him. "No, seriously Ron, what do you think he thinks about it."

Ron sighed. "First, clue me in on what you're trying to do here Hermione. I know you know more than you're letting on and I know you're not telling me somehting. C'mon, I gave you that letter for Harry after that day in the pub, and he fell for it. Now what's with this second note?"

Harry caught himself as he almost fell off the stairs. He rethought everything Ron had just said in this mind. Hermione wrote that letter that said to meet in the library? Hermione? And Ron knew about it? He bent forwards, straining to hear more of this.

"I chickened out." Hermione confessed, fiddling with the quills on the table. "I didn't want to face him after…after everything and so, I left him another note hoping that I can work up the nerve before tomorrow at noon…."

Ron leaned back in his chair. "Is that when this whole thing is gonna end then? Tomorrow?"

Hermione nodded. "Well, I hope he reads that book, I left a note in there from Krum to me…"

"You mean from yourself to yourself…" Ron interjected with a smirk.

"Yes, yes, you know what I mean Ronald Weasley."

Harry was gripping the wall so hard he felt like his hand was going to break off. So Krum was never going to meet him at all? This was a ploy to make him feel even more stupid that he already did? To just make a fool out of him? Was she really that hurt?

He turned and stormed up the stair, because he couldn't bear to hear anymore of it.

He knew she was upset about the whole letter thing he and Ron –well, he had come up with -but that gave her no right to just rub it in his face like this, like he didn't have any feelings about it.

He kicked the door as he went into the dorm; not caring that is was so loud they clearly must have heard it.

He threw himself onto the bed with Hermione's book fuming. He didn't care at this point whether or not Hermione was mad at him forever about the pub incident. He was mad at her now, and they were even.

He had no desire to read the supposed "clue" that was in her book. He felt that if he read it he would only be ridiculing himself.

However, he had left the common room listening post too soon.

He left before he heard the last part of their conversation.

"So, what are you going to tell him when you see him?" Ron asked looking over at Hermione.

"I dunno….I really don't know what to say actually. That's where I was hoping you could help me."

Ron gave a whoop. "Me? Help you…qualified I don't know if I am…."

"Please, I have to let him know I'm not mad at him for any of it, just flattered and relived because…"

Ron leaned forward, pressing for more information.

"Well, I love him too…"