Disclaimer: If I were J.K. Rowling I wouldn't have written a Dramione fan fiction, would I? No, I don't think so.

A/N: Oh, well, before you start to send angry reviews with very bad, bad things written in them, let me explain why this chapter is so short! Well, there's not an explanation at all, I just felt like writing a short chapter with a cliffy end (oh, I love cliffy ends… ), eh, eh! Well, enjoy the short chapter, and TTFN! Oh what a stupi Author's Note I wrote... Cool!

To Halo of Darkness: Thanks a lot for reviewing this chapter and for being so nice!

Sunday

When Ginny entered the Great Hall on Sunday morning, she was extremely surprised because of all the people that were there so early. But, she wasn't surprised at all to see Hermione sitting at the Gryffindor table all alone. She walked quickly towards her and sat down next to her. "Good morning, Hermione," she said cheerfully.

Hermione looked at her and smiled weakly. "Good morning, Ginny."

"Hey, what's that sad face for? Weren't you happy with your date yesterday?"

Hermione choked and had to drink some pumpkin juice to recover. "M-my date?" she asked hoarsely.

Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, you were going with someone to Hogsmeade and I didn't even have the chance to talk to you last night."

"Yeah, well, actually, I-"

"Hey, Hermione," Ron and Harry greeted her and sat in front of her and Ginny.

"Hey, Ron, Harry," she said depressingly.

"What's wrong?" asked Ron, smiling. "You didn't have fun yesterday at Hogsmeade with your new boyfriend?"

"M-my boyfriend?" asked Hermione stunned. She turned towards Ginny. "What did you tell them?"

Ginny smiled. "Just that you went to Hogsmeade with someone, that's all. I swear." Hermione nodded.

"So?" asked Harry, interested.

"So – what?"

"How did your date go?"

"Actually, it wasn't a date and-"

"Hey, you know what's funny?" asked Ginny, cutting her off. Hermione shook her head.

"Parvati and Lavender said that you were walking around Hogsmeade with Crabbe," she said, laughing.

Hermione paled. "They never mind their own business, do they?" she muttered.

"What?" asked Ginny, leaning down towards her.

"Nothing. I was saying that they are really silly sometimes, aren't they?" she said, forcing a smile.

"Yeah," said Ginny, eyeing her suspiciously, then she smiled widely towards the door of the Great Hall and waved her hands over her head. Everybody looked at the door where Luna had just entered. "Luna, Luna!" Ginny called her.

"Oh, hi, Ginny," said Luna dreamily, "Hermione, Ron, Harry."

"Hi, Luna," everybody chorused.

"Sit down, Luna. I want to hear everything about yesterday," said Ginny, pushing Hermione away.

Luna sat down. "Oh, well, there's not really much to talk about," she said, smiling.

"What? What happened with Malfoy?" asked Harry.

"Nothing, he left me in the Three Broomsticks," she said simply.

"What?" asked Ginny, "He left you there all alone?"

"Oh, no. I wasn't alone; there were lots of other people."

"And where did he go?"

"I don't know, but when I met him at dinner, he was really upset and said that he was sorry-"

"Sorry?" asked Ron, shocked.

"Yeah, and that he had just realised that I wasn't the right girl. I think that he is in love with someone else," said Luna, giggling.

"And it took him only an afternoon to realise that?" asked Ginny, bewildered. "Where are you going, Hermione?"

Hermione had just jumped to her feet. "I need to take a walk," she said, walking towards the door. Ginny and Luna followed her with their eyes.

"I wander where she is going," said Ron with his mouth full of eggs.

"Yeah," said Harry.

"Look," said Ginny, pointing her finger towards the door. Crabbe was looking around furtively and nervously. When he was sure that nobody was following him, he exited as well. Seconds later, Draco went after him. "Let's go," said Ginny to Luna, sitting up at once.

"Hey, wait for us," said Harry, "Hurry up, Ron."

Ron left half of his breakfast that was still in the plate against his will and followed the strange crowd of people that apparently was going after Hermione.