"Well, that was, entertaining." Hermione said smugly on the sofa with Ginny.

"It was bloody hilarious." Ginny coursed, "They blushed so hard. But then again so would I if I ran into the boys whose names I was just chanting."

"Yes well, 'From above, the wicked shall receive their just reward.'"

"That's the corniest thing I ever heard. What idiot said that?"

"I believe that idiot was GOD!"

"Oh, oops!"

"Come on now; let's get to your homework."

"What homework," Ginny asked, "We finished it over the weekend remember?"

"Did we really? I wish Ron and Harry were like you. So I wouldn't have to trail after them to make sure they've done their homework. I feel like their mother."

"Nagging and all." Ron said from behind Ginny.

"I don't nag!" Hermione started.

"STOP!" They both swiveled around to see Harry looking between the both of them, his lips pursed and his eyes wide as if he was surprised by his own sudden shouting, then, "Sorry if I over-reacted but honestly! This needs to not become an issue. Hermione, you learn to take a joke. Ron, don't joke so much. Moving on!"

"Yes, yes, moving on," Ginny said hurriedly, "Come sit down Harry." At this a loud 'ooooo…' stretched across the common room.

"What!" Ginny jumped up with teeth and claws and said. "What is it that drives you so! Why must you see it as a sport to play matchmaker! Is it just because you want people to believe you're not into your own love life and are sweet little angels and only care about other peoples! Note to Parvarti and Lavender; WE DON'T BELIEVE YOU!"

"Good lord," Ron gasped, "Calm down Ginny. They do that all the time."

"And I'm sick of it! Knock it off you two or you'll be sorry!"

"Oh, cat fight," said Seamus raising his eyebrows.

"Stay out of this Seamus." Harry grumbled from his chair.

"Oh, oh, oh, lookie, lookie, lookie!" Parvarti squealed, "Harry jumping to her rescue!"

"Parvarti! We mean it! Stop it!" Screamed Hermione.

"Ok now," Dean began, "Let's just let this go."

"It's ok Dean." Ginny breathed.

"Ooo…conflict, the EX." Lavender hummed.

"Lavender I swear to God…"

"Come on Ginny," Hermione growled, "Lets just go."

"Those TWO!" Ginny stormed across her room screaming.

"Ginny, calm down." Hermione said sturdily.

"Don't tell me to be calm, Hermione!"

"Don't get snappy with me! YOU don't share the same dorm with them!"

"Oh please Hermione, they come to me as often as the come to you. Apparently, you're no fun to talk to!"

"What? Not fun to talk to?"

"Yes, you focus too much on your bloody homework so no one likes to talk to you! But that's not important!"

"Of course it's important!" Hermione yelled sounding kind of hurt, "Why didn't you tell me these things before?"

"Because you'd get like this!"

"And what is 'this' exactly!"

"I don't know…sensitive!"

"Sensitive! They're talking bad about me behind my back! Who takes that?"

"Not you apparently! What with those times you cried over Ron and all!"

"Don't bring those moments up! He upset me all those times!"

"And you couldn't let it go forever!"

"Oh, like you couldn't let Harry go FOREVER!"

"Beg pardon!" Ginny screeched. "I've had other boyfriends you know, miss single!"

"I've had plenty of boyfriends!"

"One, Hermione! One! And you bloody broke up five months later!"

"Longer than you've ever lasted!"

"Do you know what! You're not sleeping in my dorm tonight! Good night to you Hermione!" Ginny finished pointing a shaking finger out the door.

"Fine! Like I would EVER sleep near you now!"

"Fine!"

"FINE!"

Hermione had to sleep on the common sofa that night; as she was not going to sleep in the same room with Parvarti and Lavender, and no way was she going to go with Ginny. She had to wait out in the common room pretending to be reading as she waited for everyone to leave; ignoring any stupid questions.

"Oh thank goodness," Hermione sighed hearing the last dormitory door slam shut for the night, "I thought they'd never leave."

"The nerve of some of those first years eh?" Hermione gasped and whipped around, Ron.

"Oh, what? Please Ron, I'm so tired."

"Alright, alright. Sorry to have bothered you." He sighed leaving, Hermione found herself sighing too.

"Wait, Ron." She shouted sheepishly as he was going up the stairs.

"Thank the Lord that you asked."

"Huh?"

"I was going to ask you, what was that fight about. That was pretty vicious I thought Seamus' prediction might come true. I just didn't want to ask you and for you to go praying mantis on me."

"Oh, that," she said ignoring his comment, "Nothing, just Parvarti and Lavender being Parvarti and Lavender."

"I've never seen a fight like that one before. Tell me. Come on, spill."

"It's just that…they think that….they want us to…"

"Yes?"

"Ron you're not making this easy for me."

"Sorry."

"They just see us, as if…well…umm…"

"Getting real impatient here."

"Ron!"

"What? Snap to it le's go."

"Ro-on."

"Hermi-ione."

"They see us as a…an item."

"So that's why they've been so flirty lately. Trying to get a reaction from you."

Hermione stared, "This doesn't bother you?"

"Nah, us boys hassle each other. I hassle Harry about Ginny, Seamus about Lavender…"

"So Harry does like Ginny?"

"Did I say that? Pardon, I meant during our second year. Anyway, the boys get on my back about you."

"Really?" Hermione couldn't help but grin.

"Do you think 'really'? Those girls are like Seamus and Dean with estrogen. Kind of bother you about the stupid couple stuff."

"Oh." Hermione's smile faltered. "Umm…do you, I mean, really?"

"Really what?" 'Boys.' Hermione thought desperately. "Well," Ron continued, "Do you want me to grab an extra blanket from my dorm?"

"No."

"Well, take this." He said whipping off his cloak, "But be sure to give it back."

"Why wouldn't I give it back? I can keep track of things and am responsible and -"

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard 'em all." Hermione bit her tongue in order not to retaliate, and decided to fall asleep under Ron's still-warm cloak.