Chapter 3: Your Stupid Idea

The unwanted sun beamed into Harry, Ron, and the other boys' dorm room. Half pulled themselves out of bed and the other half just pulled the covers over their heads. Neville, Dean and Seamus all had left the room by the time Harry and Ron got out of bed.

"So are you really going to change with me?" Ron asked, switching from night cloths to his Hogwarts robes.

"Course I will. This year will be boring without something to do," Harry replied, also changing his cloths, "But I still want to know why you don't just ask her if she likes you."

"It's not that simple," said Ron.

The two boys were finally dressed, and now were headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. They slowly walked down the steps, going into the Gryffindor Common room.

"Oh but it is that simple," Harry protested.

"How long did it take you to tell Cho your feelings for her? What about Ginny?" Ron said in a harsh whisper.

"That's different. Cho just did something to me. I was always nervous around her, and Ginny was your sister. Of course I couldn't tell her. She was going out with Dean at the time too. But I mean this is Hermione. We've been friends with her for so long."

"That's just it!" Ron shouted which echoed up and down the steps, "It's Hermione!" he whispered, "I can't tell her I like her because it might tamper with our friendship."

"Oh that's rubbish! Hermione and you have been fighting forever."

Ron stepped in front of Harry making him stop on that step.

"This fight would be different. It would be my fault! She would be too nervous to ever speak to me again."

"Do you honestly believe that?" asked Harry, pushing passed Ron.

"Yes," he said plainly.

"Fine, whatever you think. I think you should just walk up to her and say, 'Hermione, d-' Oh hello, Hermione."

Harry and Ron reached the bottom of the staircase to find Hermione standing by the Common Room entrance waiting for the two.

"Hello. Come on, you two. Breakfast has started," Hermione said.

"Alright," they said in unison.

The whole way to the Great hall Hermione walked infront of Harry and Ron. Harry hastily threw glances from Ron to Hermione, then nodded. Ron just nodded 'No' back to him everytime it happened. Hermione really had no idea what the two were doing behind her back. She was used to them acting like hopeless idiots. So, she just let them act the way they normally did.

"Do either of you think this year will be different?" Hermione asked, suddenly stopping. "You know with Dumbledore, Snape, and Malfoy gone, and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named defeated."

"Yes," said Harry.

"Just wondering. I'm just glad Hogwarts didn't shut down, and I'm glad you decided to come back, Harry." Hermione rambled.

"That was after Voldemort was killed."

Ron still gave a little twitch.

"True." said Hermione, started to walk down the stairs again, "Now enough talking, lets get to breakfast."

Hermione was so far down the stairs. Ron decided to talk to Harry again about her.

"See? She's crazy about you," Ron said in one of his gloomiest voices.

"No, she's just worried about me. You're such a git! Why do you think everything Hermione says to me is an article of her love towards me?" Harry said softly, looking forward towards her, trying to see if she gave their conversation any source of interest which meant she must be listening, but no spark of interest came her way.

"It is."

"It's because she does love me, as a friend. Ron, you're blowing this out of proportion. This whole Polyjuice potion idea of yours is stupid.""Hurry up!"

Hermione's voice roared from the doors of the Great Hall. She was standing there with her arms crossed, tapping her foot on the hard floor. Ron and Harry saw and bolted down the steps.

"Five minutes ago you said you wanna do my idea because you don't want this year to be boring," said Ron, running beside Harry down the steps.

They finally got to Hermione. Then they entered the Hall together, where there were most students from the school eating breakfast. The trio sat at their normal place at the Gryffindor table. Harry grabbed a piece of toast and continued his conversation with Ron.

"I'm helping you because you're my friend! But I still think your idea is stupid," he said in a whisper because Hermione was right next to him.

"Are you still going to go though with it?" Ron asked hopefully.

"Yes. It will most likely take about from a month and a half to two months because Potions are not my best subject."

Harry threw a look from Ron to Hermione.

"In the meantime," Harry whispered very softly, "You have to keep Hermione busy so she doesn't find out what we are doing."

Ron leaned back to look at Hermione, and he was caught. But she just smiled at him as his face turned red.

"Alright."