The sun was setting silently down the horizon. The wind was shifting through the tall grass. Harry and Hermione stood outside. "Where do you want to sit?" asked Hermione. Harry glanced around. There weren't too many students out here. He glanced across the campus. He sighed. He glanced across the lake. The spot next to the cherry bush was still open. The spot where he Ron and Hermione always use to sit. "Well, let's sit over there," he said pointing over to the spot he had just discovered. Hermione smiled. They began to walk.

"Oh Harry, do you know how proud I am of you? I told you that those songs come in handy!" she said as they traveled through the tall grass. Harry glanced at the Black Lake. He water was still. It had only been one year ago. He was in his fourth year when he had been competing in the Triwizard Tournament, he had to swim in the formidable lake to save the thing he would miss the most his 'wheezy' Dobby the house Elf said, and he remembered it like yesterday:

"Dobby knows sir! Harry Potter must go into the lake to find his Wheezy"

"Find my what?"

"and take his Wheezy back form the merpeople!"

"What's a Wheezy?"

"Your Wheezy sir, your Wheezy! Wheezy who is giving dobby his sweater!"

"What?" Harry gasped. "They've got Ron?"

And Harry was actually panicked. He was scared that Ron would drown in the lake. He was worried for nothing. He should have let him drown. Let him die. And then, he would see Ron's body floating to the top of the lake. That was the thing he missed the most? Ron? The Ron that hated him now because he was gay? That was stupid.

"Harry are you okay?" asked Hermione. She shook his arm. Harry stared at Hermione. He smiled. "Yeah," he said. "yeah I'm fine, I was just thinking." Hermione was staring at him. She had this strange tingling inside of her. For some strange reason, she wanted to kiss him. But, she decided not to. "You were thinking about Ron weren't you? Harry, he's just a git and you know that." she said. "But Hermione! That git was my friend! We use to hang out together! We use to have fun laughing at Professor Trelawney in the back of the class! And you know what? I miss that," he said. He turned his face so Hermione wouldn't see him cry. "Harry," she said moving closer. "It's fine you have me." Harry sighed. "Hermione, you are my friend. But no offence, but, Ron was so much more fun than you." he said. Hermione stared at the back of his head. His long untidy black hair shifting with the wind. "That's fine Harry, that's fine. I know that some friends take up a different part in your heart than others. Like I know you were closer to Ron. I understand," she took Harry's arm and spun him around. She noticed that Harry was crying. She took the sleeve of her robes; got on her tippe toes and wiped his eyes. "C'mon Harry, let's sit down and eat.

The two friends sat down. And ate. Harry chewed on his roast beef sandwich silently. "Oh Harry! You've got to eat! You haven't ate since you and Ron got into that fight! You're already stick thin! You look as though you have lost at least twelve pounds! C'mon! Here-"She shoved some pudding into his mouth. "Thanks-(he swallowed the pudding) Thank Hermione." Hermione stared out. She saw a tall curly haired boy in the distance. "Ohhhhhh! He's pretty cute. Isn't he Harry?" ked Hermione. She stared at her friend. who was looking at the grass. "Oh c'mon Harry! If you're going to be gay, you'll have to start rating boys!" She said fiercely. "Okay! Okay! He's okay… yeah… he's cute…" said Harry.

the two continued to rate the boys on the campus. Hermione felt quite awkward to be talking about how cute all the boys on the campus were with her guy friend. But she might as well get use to it.

Very short chapter. But I promise, I PROMISE that the next chapter will be like REALLY long.