Harry walked into the boy's dorms wearing a disgusted expression on his face. Harry's facial expression quickly disappeared when he saw Ron lying on his bed with his hands over his face. Harry cleared his throat rather loudly, and at that Ron quickly sat up. Iron looked horrible! His face was musty and his hair was ruffled to the point of no return.

"Are you alright?" asked Harry, "Have you been crying?" Harry said with a knowing expression on his face.

"No!" Ron said quickly, wiping his face with his hands. He tried to look macho but failed terribly.

"Okay."

"Okay?" Ron asked with a scandalized voice.

"Okay, okay." Harry said, looking at Ron simply.

"What?" Ron finally asked.

"Nothing," Harry said, trying to prolong the suspense of what he was about to say.

"WHAT?" shouted Ron loudly now. Harry could tell Ron really wasn't in the mood, so he started to talk.

"You had a fight with Hermione."

"What's new?" asked Ron turning around lazily and sitting down on his bed.

"You tell me," Harry said sitting down on his bed, across from Ron. "One of your fights never made you cry."

"I wasn't crying!" Ron said a little more seriously now. "I'm just a little upset."

"Okay."

"I'm officially not Hermione's friend," Ron said with a surrendering sigh.

"WHAT?" Harry asked, not expecting this in the least.

"It just happened!" said Ron running his hand through his hair in regret. "I went down to apologize, and she didn't like my apology," Ron started pacing around the room. "I didn't know what to say. All the sudden she burst into this thing about me never having her back. I was thinking, 'What does this have to do with anything?'" Ron said throwing his hands into the air. "Then I told her that I always had her back. And then I kind of just said I'd back off, without thinking. I was being stupid! AARGGHH!" Ron screamed in frustration.

Ginny walked into the girl's dormitory's dorms wearing a disgusted expression on her face. Her expression quickly went away when she saw a weeping Hermione, banging her head on her books.

"Hermione!" screamed Ginny at the site of her. Hermione looked up startled. "What are you doing?" asked Ginny. Hermione got up, ran over to Ginny, and started hugging her so tightly that Ginny was starting to suffocate. Hermione started spilling her guts to Ginny.

"Ron doesn't want to be friends anymore! He came down to apologize to me, and I didn't except it at first. I was being so stupid! I said that he never had my back! Can you believe that?" Hermione yelled in self-regret, but didn't let Ginny answer. "Ron always has my back! I was just being immature! And then he looked like he was gonna cry! I felt so horrible, Ginny!" Ginny slowly let go of Hermione and brought her a tissue.

"Hermione," said Ginny soothingly. "You need to learn that Ron is stupid," even though what she was saying was rather funny, she was still talking in a soothing voice. "Ron, he's……….he's slow. He needs time that other boys don't need to understand something," Ginny took a big breath in a quickly said, "I think you should apologize," she said it almost as if it were one word.

"What!" shouted Hermione.

"He really needs to know that you do things wrong too, Hermione!"

"I suppose, but…"

"Nope," said Ginny simply, cutting her off. "It's weird, but Ron looks up to you," said Ginny looking at Hermione with utter seriousness in her eyes.

"Oh."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all arrived in the common room at about the same time. All of them suddenly found their feet very interesting. Ron and Hermione kept looking up once in a while, and Harry and Ginny did the same.

"Umm…..I'm gonna go clean the prefects bathroom," said Ginny not moving a muscle. This was a very lame excuse. Ginny wasn't even a prefect.

"I'm gonna go……wash my hair," said Harry quickly. He didn't move a muscle. This was weird because Harry didn't give a flying piece pig about his hair.

Hermione and Ron turned swiftly to their room mates and said with a confused look on their faces, "Huh!"

Harry and Ginny both turned around and ran up their dormitory steps without taking a backwards glance.

Ron turned back around and looked at Hermione looking at her shoelaces.

"What's gotten into them?" he said Ron, giving off a "please forget about what I said" chuckle.

"Yea," said Hermione giving off the same exact chuckle.

Ron walked across the common room slowly and plopped down on the couch. He leaned over and put his elbows on his knees. He cupped his hands and started playing with his thumbs. Hermione looked at him and adored how he looked. All slouched over on the couch, playing with his thumbs. Hermione walked over to the couch and sat right next to him.

"Ron," started Hermione, but Ron quickly interrupted.

"This is stupid," said Ron looking at Hermione. His elbows were still on his knees, and he was still playing with his thumbs, but his gaze was completely on Hermione.

"I know it is," said Hermione, letting out a relieved sigh.

"I'm sorry," they both said in unison.

Ron let out a big sigh and lay back on the couch. He put his head back so he was looking at the ceiling. Hermione did the same moments after. Ron slowly shifted his head to look at Hermione.

"Why do you think we fight so much?" he asked with a "please teach me" look on his face. Hermione thought this look was the cutest thing. She loved it when Ron made that look.

"I don't know," she said, shifting her head to look at Ron. "You know how opposites attract?" asked Hermione, looking at Ron like she had a mission to complete. Ron loved it when she made this face. It was like all she cared about right then and there was to make him understand what she was trying to say.

"Ya," he said slowly with a thinking look on his face.

"Well, maybe we are the best of friends because we're opposites." She said looking back up at the ceiling. "But, because we're opposites, we still argue and fight," she let a long sad sigh. "I wish we didn't have to be opposites," she said turning her head back to Ron with a longing look on her face.

"Maybe not," he said looking at her with a face of comprehension. "Being opposites can be a good thing, too. I mean, think about it. There's…" Ron took a long pause thinking of what to say, "peanut butter and jelly!" Ron let out with a satisfied look on his face. "They are to totally different things. One is thick, one is thin. One is bitter, one is sweet. But, when you put them together, they make the best sandwich to ever have been created! Total harmony when you take the first bite. And when you get to the last one you are left wanting more!"

Ron was looking into Hermione's eyes with the biggest smile she had ever seen.

"You're right Ron." She smiled and laughed a little. "I'm impressed."

"Good," said Ron looking back up at the ceiling. He was still smiling. He knew that everything would be alright with him and Hermione. He knew that nothing could separate them as best friends. 'Once you mix peanut butter and jelly, there is no tutning back' he thought happily.

"Ya. Good," said Hermione, also looking back up to the ceiling with an equally big smile on her face.

Ron and Hermione sat there for a long time that night, just basking in each other's presence. They both knew that they would be friends forever, and they found comfort in that. When they finally did leave each other to go to bed, they both left, wanting another piece of that peanut butter and jelly sandwich friendship they had created.