Hi guys, yeah I know that last chappie was really short. Hopefully this one'll be longer. One can only hope. So anywhozzles, enjoy. And don't for get about those damn reviews!

Having finally calmed Ginny down enough to get some sleep, Hermione climbed into her own bed and tried to get some rest. For the first time all summer she wasn't thinking about Ron...well, not as much as she usually did at night. She was thinking about Harry and Ginny. She wondered if Harry really didn't want to have anything to do with Ginny. Which is completely ridiculous...they're perfect for each other. I wish Ron and I were like that. She thought, yawning. Unaware of the sniffles coming from Ginny's bed, she turned over and drifted off to sleep.

Ginny hugged her pillow tightly, regaining composure. I've only loved him since I was ten. It's not a big deal. I have a boyfriend. I've got Dean. I don't need Harry. No, sir, I do not need Harry Potter. Even if he is the most wonderful boy I've ever met...I'm young. There will be plenty of other boys even better than him. And I can't forget Dean, he treats me great. That's right. I don't need Harry Potter. She smiled up at the ceiling but after a few seconds her smile faltered. Oh who am I kidding? I don't love Dean! I love Harry! Damn.... She buried her face once more in her pillow and finally, she was able to fall asleep.

Harry was also lying awake in bed, staring up at the ceiling. His mind trying to wrap around what had happened earlier that evening. He went over the events once again in his head and still couldn't come up with a logical explanation except: girls are crazy. It makes no sense whatsoever. Hermione would never do something like that. Unless she was trying to get Ron's attention, and if that was the case then why didn't she just say something to him? It seems rather rash and childish for Hermione to play petty mind games. Also, it would explain why she was laughing it up with Seamus; she's trying to get Ron jealous obviously. And although it makes no sense considering this is Hermione we're talking about, I reckon she's going for a new approach which is actually working. Okay, so I've got that covered.

He sighed inwardly and allowed his mind to wander back to Ginny. Now this is way more difficult...I told- well mouthed to Ginny that we should talk and all of a sudden she just got up and left. That could have been two things...either she doesn't want to talk to me about it because she is absolutely disgusted with me, or I was supposed to go and follow her so we could talk in which case I'm a complete prat and I've ruined everything. Great. Harry wanted to kick himself for being such an idiot before it dawned on him. Of course! I said "We need to talk"! Everyone knows when you say that it's something bad. This is great! I still have a chance! I mean, it's not as though she doesn't like me. I kissed her and she didn't push me off even though she has a boyfriend, so she has to like me! And then, with a grin Harry fell into a deep sleep.

Damn...Ron thought to himself. Women are bloody confusing. He then waited for morning to come, thinking miserably of how his life would be watching his best friend and the only girl he'd ever loved be happy without him.

When the sky started to get lighter Ron finally decided to get dressed and go downstairs for something to eat. He quietly pulled on some clothes and crept across the room. He walked into the kitchen to find his mum standing by the window, drinking a cup of tea. She heard the floor squeak and turned around. "Oh, Ronnie, you're up. What are you doing down here so early?" She asked, putting down her tea and taking out a frying pan.

"I dunno," He answered, sitting down at the table. "Excited about going to Hogwarts."

"Don't be silly, you've been there before. And you're not going until tomorrow anyway. What's wrong, dear? You can talk to me you know." Mrs. Weasley added putting a hand on her son's head.

Ron opened his mouth to tell her what was really wrong. What am I mad? I can't tell my mum about Hermione! Harry was one thing, but now my mum? No way. He closed his mouth again and stared down at his hands. He felt her eyes drilling into the top of his head, waiting for him to answer. And before he knew it he was telling his mother about everything that had happened the day before.

"Oh Ronnie!" She cried, throwing her arms around him when he'd finished. "I'm so happy to hear that!" She sobbed into his shoulder.

Ron was alarmed and he patted his mother on the back. "Mum, why are you crying?"

"Because I'm so happy! And...oh...I've just realized that you're growing up. Oh your first love! I'm so glad its Hermione. She's such a wonderful girl." She finally let go of him and wiped her eyes, beaming. "What do you want to eat?" She asked, smoothing his hair. She didn't let him answer and walked over to the stove and began making all his favorite breakfast foods.

Awhile later Ginny and Hermione stumbled down the stairs, yawning. "Hermione! Ginny! Girls, sit down! Sit! Sit! Sit!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, happily, pushing Hermione in the chair next to Ron and beaming down at them. "I'll go get Harry, don't you move!" And with that she bustled up the stairs.

Hermione and Ginny stared after Mrs. Weasley, exchanged looks and burst out laughing. "Wha-what's with Mum?" Ginny asked, finally catching her breath.

"Just in a good mood I suppose," Ron answered, playing sadly with his eggs. Mum missed the whole point.... He thought sadly. Hermione could never love me. What has she got to be so happy about? It's not like we'll be getting together anytime soon.

But his thoughts were cut off when she came back down, Harry following. He plopped down next to Ginny and gave her a huge grin which she didn't respond to. What's going on there? He wondered. Mrs. Weasley then came over and began piling sausages and eggs onto all of their plates.

"Don't forget, you've all got to pack today so when can be up nice and early for the train." Mrs. Weasley said, filling up their glasses with pumpkin juice.

"Okay, Mum." Ginny said as they all tore into their food.

Fifteen minutes later Ginny and Hermione got up simultaneously saying they had a load of work to do. Harry and Ron soon followed and began gathering all their things from the throughout the house.

Ginny sat at her desk with a roll of parchment and a quill. Hermione was at her bed, folding clothes. "Hermione, I'm scared." Said Ginny, putting the quill down.

"I know, Gin...but do you really think its right to string Dean along when you know you don't love him?" Hermione asked, walking over to the desk and putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"No...." She answered, hanging her head. "But I don't want to hurt him."

"You'll hurt him more if you don't tell him now."

"You're right; I've got to do this." Ginny said firmly, as she began to write her letter to Dean. "Hold on a few minutes, Hermione, I've got to ask Ron if I can borrow Pig."

Ginny walked up the stairs to Ron's attic room and knocked on the door. "Come in." She heard his muffled voice say. She walked in and saw him placing his broom gingerly into his trunk.

"Hey, Ron, can I borrow Pig?" She asked, getting right to the point.

"No." He answered without looking up.

Outraged, Ginny stamped her foot. "Why not?!"

"'Cause you're writing to Dean."

"Not that it's any of your business, Ronald, but I'll have you know that I'm writing to break up with him."

Ron looked up and grinned. "Well if that's the case I'll give you the parchment and ink to do it!"

She opened her mouth to say something else when she heard someone knock on the open door. "Er...am I interrupting something?" Ginny turned around to come face to face with Harry. She immediately smiled but then wiped it off her face when she remembered he didn't feel the same. But then why is he grinning at me like that? She wondered.

"No, not at all Harry, Gin was just coming to borrow Pig. She's finally decided to break up with that prat. Ginny thought, or at least hoped that she saw Harry's grin become wider because of that.

"He didn't cheat on you, did he, Ginny?" He asked, his eyes suddenly narrowing. Her heart melted at this but of course her brother had to ruin it.

"That git cheated on you?!" He roared.

"Of course not, Ron, don't be silly. Now where is Pig?"

Still fuming, Ron pointed to his dresser where Pig was perched on his cage. "Thank you." Ginny said primly, carrying an excited Pig from the room.

She made her way back to her room and relayed the conversation is Ron's room to Hermione as they both tried to tie the letter to Pig who was now flying around and around the room. They finally sent him off and finished packing.

Later that night they were all joined by Fred and George for dinner and they all had a lovely end-of-holidays feast together. Although the four friends were less than talkative with each other. Around eleven Mrs. Weasley insisted that the four go to bed as she'd be waking them up early the next morning. "And be sure you've packed everything!" She called after them, though she was drowned out by the laughter between the twins and Mr. Weasley.

That night Harry was the only who got a good night's sleep, he knew exactly what he was going to do when they got back to school the next day. Ginny on the other hand felt horrible for what she did to Dean and dreaded having to speak to him the next day. She also wondered if it was a mistake to think that by breaking up with Dean she'd be any more desirable to Harry.

Hermione was nervous about what everyone would say about her new look. She was especially apprehensive when she thought of Parvati and Lavender, her dorm mates would squeal with excitement when they saw her and insist on helping her more and having late night girl chats with her. But mostly she was depressed that Ron still showed no sign of having any feelings toward her.

And poor Ron sat up late into the night thinking of his Hermione and how the boys would go crazy over her. He played over and over in his mind how all the boys in Hogwarts would follow her around like puppies and how none of them would really love her, not the way she deserved to be loved.

I had to stop cuz you know, chapters have to end someplace. Hope you all enjoyed that. I better get reviews...cuz if I don't....::shakes fist::