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A/N: I'm back from vacation! I had a great time, and my cousins took me driving in their hay field…so awesome. I apologize in advance for the extreme shortness of this chapter. I have not written in a few weeks. I don't have time today to write more, so I figured I might as well get back on track and continue with the story before you all forget it exists. I will make up for it with a longer chapter later…I promise.

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"You conniving little…You…behind my back…Why didn't you tell me?" Ron shouted.

Harry jumped into an explanation right away. "Well, we wanted it to be a secret so that people wouldn't give Ginny a hard time. You know how those paparazzi get. You're right, though. We should have told you."

Ron started to recover from the shock. "It's not like I'm mad you two are together. I mean, if I had to pick anybody for Ginny, it'd be you, Harry. But why didn't you tell me?"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Ron, do you know how scary you get when you're over-protective? You turn into this insane, paranoid freak. You're on my back all the time. It's not that I don't want you looking after me," She added so that Ron wouldn't be hurt, "I'm glad that you care, but I need to learn from my own mistakes. Not that I think Harry is going to be a mistake. Do you?"

Ron hesitated. "Well, no. Like I said before, if there was anyone I'd rather see you with, it would be Harry."

"So we have your blessing?" Harry asked.

Ron smiled. "Of course."

Ginny beamed at Ron. "Oh thank you! You're the best brother I could ever have!" she said while jumping on Ron with a huge hug.

When she had pulled away, Harry and Ron firmly shook hands. Harry said, "Thanks a lot, Ron. It means a lot to me."

Harry felt relieved. One of the major worries Harry had was that Ron, although his best friend, might not approve. He hadn't wanted his relationship with Ginny to affect his friendship with Ron, but now that he thought about it, there was a certain pull he felt towards Ginny that he realized would override the loyalties he had for his friends.

There was something about Ginny that was different from any other girl he had met. Cho Chang had certainly had an affect on him back in the day, but she was never up front about anything. He had always doubted her affection (was she still in love with Cedric?) and she had played games with him. Ginny on the other hand, was straightforward, sincere, and surprisingly skilled and strong as a witch. He knew that she could handle herself in dangerous situations—a desirable trait, considering Voldemort constantly sought him out, or vice versa. Not to mention, Ginny was turning into a beautiful young lady. He was content to know that there were no more obstacles that he could think of, and that their relationship would last for a long time to come.

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"Here. Drink this," Hermione said, offering Draco a plastic cup full of ice water.

"Thanks." Draco grudgingly accepted the water that the Hermione had given him. He felt uncomfortable that the muggle-born did something kind for him. He didn't know if she was being sincere or just getting him to lower his guard so she could get revenge on him for being an ass to her and her friends all those years at Hogwarts. He didn't trust anyone completely, much less a mudblood.

"Draco, why are you staring at me like I'm going to turn into a monster any second?"

"I am not," he protested.

"Yes you are."

"No."

"Yes!"

Draco hesitated. "It's just, you're being…nice. We're not exactly friends, you know."

"Is that all?" Hermione asked amusedly. "Well, there was this famous man. Do you know what he said? He said, 'Love your enemies…If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Love your enemies and your reward shall be great.' And if you think about it, it makes sense. It's only expected that you be nice to people who are nice to you. If you hate your enemies, maybe you're missing out on a friend. So, what do you say we call a truce? You don't be mean to us, and I won't be mean to you."

"Wait a minute. I have to be nice to all of you, but I'm only assured that one person will be nice back? That's not fair."

"Love your enemies, and your reward shall be great," Hermione said in a sing-song voice with a smile.

Draco thought about it. 'Voldemort did seem to want me to get close to Harry in case he needed to reach him…'

"Okay. Deal."

The two shook hands.

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The famous man was Jesus, and this quote is from Luke Chapter 6, verses 27, 32, 35 somewhat paraphrased.

AN: sorry again. That probably took five minutes to read. But I swear I'll keep on updating...don't hate me. Thanks to all my reviewers!