I changed my Penname to BrasilianGellyPenguin, but I'm still the same person writing the same stories! I just like this better than Rupertsgellynpenguin, lol.

Disclaimer- I do not own these characters, nor do I own the settings. Blah, blah, blah. Yata, yata, yata. We've all heard it before. You get the point, lol.

Chapter three- Uh-oh.

(Hermione's point of view)

Ron had gotten into a fist fight with Draco. Draco got out worse; I knew Ron was fast and strong when he got mad, but come on! Draco had a black eye and a broken wrist and elbow. Both on the same arm. Ron had a sprained ankle and cuts and gashes all over his face and stomach. He had taken off his robes and shirt in the middle of the fist fight, making his stomach an easy target. Around the same time, I screamed, "GUYS! You're killing yourselves!" Not that it worked. They both pushed me down, causing me to fall on the fruit stand behind me. Apples, oranges, and bananas went flying everywhere.

A/N- Now they're at the Hospital Wing.

Back in Hogwarts, Ron and Draco were lying on beds, Harry sitting in a chair next to Ron's bed, and me in a chair in between both beds.

Madam Pomfrey was worried, and constantly talking about, from one of us to another. "Mr. Weasley, how could you? I always thought of you as the sweetest kid. Now you'll need extreme care for your cuts! Look at you!" she lifted Ron's shirt up, revealing that deep, bloody gashes. It seamed as though Draco had used a knife during the fight! Ron moaned as Madam Pomfrey rubbed some cream on his huge cuts. While she worked, she continued to talk. "Oh my good lord, what have you kids done? Oh, please, Mr. Weasley. Stop that. It can't hurt that bad. Mr. Malfoy? Oh, great. He's whining again…"

I didn't catch the rest of what she was saying. I doubted it was important, anyway. All I wanted to do was go to bed. But I couldn't, knowing that my boyfriend and my best friend were hurt. I just couldn't believe that they had hurt each other.

I grabbed Draco's hand, just as he had done for me a couple of hours before. "It'll be all right," I said to him, trying to sound sweet. "You just need love and care and I can give that to you."

"Thanks," was all he could say before falling asleep. I stared at his beautiful face as he slept. Snapping back to reality, I remembered that Ron was right next to me. Oh, sweet Ron. My best friend. More than Harry, unbelievably.

I heard Ron moan again, so I turned to him. "Draco managed to go to sleep. Why can't you?"

"Oh, I just can't, Herms…don't you get it? You're with Malfoy! That's just…wrong."

I pouted and said, "Okay, we need to talk." I turned to Madam Pomfrey. "Madam Pomfrey? When will they be well enough to leave?"

"If all goes well, probably two or three hours before the Halloween Ball tomorrow," she answered in her I'm-the-best voice.

"Okay, then. We can meet in the ROR two hours before the Ball. We'll sort everything out. Just you and me," I planed everything out ahead of time, as usual. "I'll come here a couple of minutes before that to pick you up. Is that all right?"

"Yeah. We have a lot to talk about…"

A/N- So this is the next day. Hermione's point of view, still.

I woke up around 12:30 feeling bad. I felt that the whole epidemic that happened yesterday was my fault. They were fighting over me, after all. If only I'd…

My thoughts were interrupted when Ginny woke up. "Oh, hi, Hermione!"

"Hello."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"It looks like something wrong…you can tell me. What happened to Ron?"

"Oh, all right…he and Draco got in a fight. Draco got out worse."

"Again? Oh my gosh, when will Ron learn to control his temper?"

"When will Draco learn to control his jealousy?"

We both laughed. Together. As friends. For the first time in forever.

"So I guess I better visit Ron. I assume he's in the hospital wing?"

I nodded, then watched her leave and said, "See you later."

Making sure she left, I changed into a white blouse with pick ruffles at the end and jeans. We had the whole day free and didn't have to wear our uniforms because of the Halloween Ball. The same for tomorrow, the actual day of Halloween.

So now it was 1:00 and I had to go to the Great Hall and see if I could still get something to eat.

---5 hours later---

I tried to avoid the moment, but that didn't work. Deep down, I knew that it was time to talk to Ron and Harry no matter how much I tried to avoid it on the outside. I even made plans with Ginny. We were supposed to go to the sweets shop in Diagon Alley and eat lots of candy.

I looked for her everywhere and couldn't find her at all. Nobody knew where she was, either, so I called her cell phone and left a message telling her that we could go right after I had my talk with Harry and Ron so we could drown our sorrows in candy and soda.

After hanging up, I started to walk down to the Hospital Wing. Stupid thoughts trailed up to my head on the way. Stuff like, "What if he yells at me?" "What if he doesn't want to be my friend anymore?" and lots of other "What ifs" that I probably shouldn't even get into.

I found Madam Pomfrey at the Hospital Wing door.

"Where's Ron?" I asked.

"He's still here, getting read to leave," she answered.

I thanked her and walked in to find Ron changing. He had just put on pants and wasn't wearing a shirt yet. Ron was facing the other way, then turned to face me. He looked surprised and put his shirt on. "Sorry," he muttered more to himself than me.

I noticed how red his cheeks were. "Nah, it's ok." I said, and he relaxed a bit. "I don't care if you go shirt-less." I finished. Then I realized what I had just said and slapped a hand to my mouth, my eyes getting bigger. "Sorry…" I whispered.

Ron's cheeks got red again. He walked up to me and sat on the bed I was next to. "I get that a lot," he said, hopefully joking. "But never from you."

I blushed and tried to change the subject. "So let's get out of here and do what we had planned yesterday."

"And that was…?"

"We're going to you and Harry's dorm to talk about me and Draco."

"Right. Let's go before he wakes up."

I noticed that Draco was still sleeping on the bed next to the one Ron was sitting on. Before leaving with Ron, I walked over to Draco's bed, where he was deeply asleep, and gave him a quick kiss on his closed lips. He moaned and flipped over.

At the Gryffindor common room, Ron froze after he was two steps inside. I asked him what was wrong and he pointed to Harry sitting on the couch, Cho sitting on top of him.

A/N- No, it's not what all of you are thinking, lol. They both have their clothes on!

I giggled. "Come on, Ron. Let's go to your dorm and I'll show you what they're really doing." I went up the stares. Ron's eyes got big, but he stiffly followed me.

I motioned for him to sit on his bed, so he did. I sat on his lap, facing him sideways. He grinned and then got up slowly. I slid down his legs as if they were a slide and fell on the floor. "Ouch," I said playfully.

Ron opened his mouth to say something, and then closed it. After a couple of seconds he said, "Yeah, maybe it'll be better without Harry."

"Yeah."

"Well, explain to me how you started to like him."

I told him the whole entire story; starting with the day Draco beat Harry at a duel. He frowned and said, "Yeah, so romantic. But I still can't believe you like him. After calling you a mudblood and doing everything he's done to you, me, and Harry, you still like him."

"Maybe he just did all that to hide his true feelings for me. And you know how Harry turned down his friendship that first day in first year. He was probably got mad and he held a grudge."

"You don't know how much I doubt that. Besides…you don't get it."

"What don't I get?"

"Never mind," Ron paused, and then said, "I don't know how to say it."

"So if there's nothing you want to explain, then I'll talk. I'm Draco's girlfriend and that's final. He's actually nice once you get to know him. So cute and sweet. When I stare into his blue eyes and I know I'm in good hands. His hair is such a beautiful, sexy blond. It-"

"Stop it! I can't take it anymore! Hermione, don't you see?"

"I-"

"I LOVE YOU!"

I must have had a blank look on my face, because he continued sadly.

"I've always liked you, but I never got to tell you because I didn't know how to say it. But now you're with Draco and it's like I don't even exist."

"I love you, too." I whispered.

"Yeah, right. You don't even notice me anymore."

"I do notice you," I said, a little louder.

--Draco walked up to the door, and was about to open it, but then heard Hermione talking to Ron. He decided to listen in on their conversation.--

"Then why are you with Malfoy?"

"Because I love him, too. I don't know what I want to do with my life right now!"

"Then find out, because until you do, I don't wanna have anything to do with you. It'll just hurt me." Ron got up to leave. He opened the door to find Draco leaning on it.

"What are you doing here?" Ron snapped.

"I was going to see Hermy, but now I'm thinking twice about it."

"Oops. I forgot to put a silencing charm on the door." I said.

"So you heard our whole conversation!" Ron didn't sound very surprised, but he was mad.

"Not the whole thing. Just enough to think twice about going with Hermione to the Ball." said Draco, raising his eyebrow.

"What!" I screamed. "But I love you!"

"Apparently, you also love him." Draco said, and grabbed the love note he gave me. I had it in my pocket the whole time! Draco ripped it up, and left.

I sat on Ron's bed and burst into tears. Ron glared at me for a second, then looked like he changed his mind about something. He sat down next to me and gave me a big, comforting hug.

After a while, I forced a smile and said, "Thanks…"

"Hey, what are friends for?" Ron shrugged.

I giggled. "What do you think will happen with me and Draco?"

Ron lost the friendly look on his face. He let go of me and said, "I don't want to talk about Malfoy right now. But if anything bad happens, you know you can come to me."

"Okay," I answered. "But I better get going…two hours 'till the Ball."

"All right. Just remember, if he hurts you, I'll beat the crap out of him."

"Of course. So…bye."

"Bye."

I left quickly, so that I could meet Ginny faster. I walked down the steps and then up the girls' dorm steps. I found Ginny lying on her bed, reading a love-type book. She saw me come in and exclaimed, "Hi! Back so soon?"

"Did you get my message?"

"Yup. Off we go, then."

"Right." Ginny headed for the door and I followed. "Wait!" She said suddenly.

"What?" I asked, annoyed that she made us stop after two steps.

"I can't apperate and neither can you."

"Oh, yeah."

"Hmm…guess we better talk here."

"Guess so."

"Good thing I kept some candy from the last Hogsmeade trip!"

I didn't answer. Instead, I turned around and walked up to my bed and sat on it. Ginny did the same. Soon, we were laughing and eating junk food, just like we planed to. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 7:30 and there was only an hour and a half left before the Ball. So I interrupted what Ginny was saying.

"Oh my gosh! Hold that thought. There's only an hour and a half 'till the Ball and I still have no idea what to do!" I told her the whole story without shedding one tear. Ginny was a very good listener. She didn't say a word until I was done. When I was done, she said, "I think you should find Draco and ask him about all this. Then find Ron."

"Find Ron…and?"

"And…do whatever you think you have to."

I gave the look. The look that says, "I know what you're thinking and it's not gonna happen!" She laughed and I stopped the look long enough to say, "Well…thanks for everything, Gin."

"No prob." she answered with a sweet, freckled smile.

And with that, I changed into my fairy costume, put my hair in an elegant bow, and set off to find Ron.

"GOOD LUCK!" Ginny yelled after me.