Thank you so much for all the reviews! Over 200 hits on this! Wow! Well, I'm sorry it took so long :( And I'm also sorry if this sucks big time, but whatever will be, will be, I guess.

This is happening just towards the end of the last chapter.

Sorry if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes.

----Chapter 2: Hey, Hermione

"So, Harry, when do you think you'll be joining in on the Weasley family officially? I've seen the way you look at my sister, mate" Ron said, grinning ear to ear at Harry. All the guys lounged around Ron's bedroom where Bill was pacing nervously, having already been ready since 6 this morning.

"What! Oh, well, erm...you see, well, we aren't really together right now...with all that's going on...I don't want her in any danger. It wouldn't be fair to her to drag her into this mess" Harry said, sighing loudly with a glazed look to his eyes, as if in deep thought.

"Listen, if anyone can handle themselves, it's Ginny" Bill said, stopping his pacing temporarily but resuming once again when Harry glared at him.

"Yes...I know...but this isn't just some annoying student or Slytherin...well, I guess it IS some annoying Slytherin, actually, but you know what I mean" He said, a shadow of a grin rushing over his face. It was gone in an instant.

"BOYS! Are you nearly ready?" They all heard Mrs. Weasley call from the hall.

"Um, yea, mum" Bill said, checking himself over in the mirror. He sat down next to Harry and watched him as he was holding a frame of Ron, himself, and Hermione. The thing that shocked Bill was the fact that his eyes were centered on the slightly bushy-haired girl, Hermione. His thumb was grazing her face lightly, as her and Ron were obviously fighting about something or other.

"Harry...um, can I speak with you?" He asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

"We are speaking right now, you know. What do you need?" Harry asked, tearing his eyes off of Hermione and turning slightly to Bill.

"I mean in private...I don't...well, it's just private" He said, standing up and ushering Harry into the conjoined room, which used to be the Twin's. He stepped over a charred desk and walked over to the 2 comfy chairs that had little damage to them and sat down, motioning for Harry to join him.

"What is going on?" Harry asked, looking at Bill oddly. Bill took his wand out and put a silencing charm on the room and looked at Harry.

"Harry, what's going on between Hermione and you?" He asked, earning a shocked expression and a rather subtle sqeak from the Boy Who Lived. Bill chuckled at his reaction, as Harry collected himself and stared at Bill with a surprised and interested expression.

"Nothing! What in Merlin gave you the idea that there was something going on?" Harry asked, eyes bulging slightly.

"Well, the fact that you were practically drooling over her photograph and that you have been acting strange around her lately. Oh, and we can't forget the whole Ginny thing, either." He said, leaning back and studying Harry's face with interest.

"I told you why I broke up with Ginny. Voldemort -oh, stop that- is a lunatic, Bill. You know that. Listen, there is a lot more to this whole thing with him than anyone knows. There are some...complications...tied with his downfall and they all need to be resolved before I can take him down. There's a lot people don't know, and can't know, and it is all centered around Voldemort and me. Ginny can't get involved, okay? It's enough weight on my mind tht Ron and Hermione won't leave me alone with it, let alone her. I don't want to be responsible for any more death or desruction than has already occured. I already killed Cedric and Sirius, I don't need anymore. Bloody hell, it's my fault that my parents died, too! I can't risk anymore! I can't TAKE anymore!" He said, struggling to keep himself together. This task had been harder and harder, lately, and Harry feared that soon he wouldn't be able to hold back anymore, and would break down. He fought it as hard as he could, knowing the fate of the Wizarding world, and more than likely the Muggle world, rested upon his success .

"Harry, it wasn't your fault Cedric and Sirius died. I don't care what happend, okay? It's not your fault! It was that bastard, Harry! He has no soul -Harry chuckles in the irony of that statement- and he is evil. Don't blame yourself for his horrible acts, Harry. As for the extra stuff you said, granted, I don't know what's going on, but I do know this: you have feelings for Hermione. Think about it. Picture yourself married. Who are you standing next to, Harry? Ginny, or Hermione? Which one feels right?" Bill asked, getting up from the chair and dusting the dirt and soot from his suit, regretting sitting in it in the first place.

"Okay, okay. Listen...I...well, Hermione...she's so brilliant, Bill! She's perfect, in every way. Ginny's amazing too, mind you, but she's just not...not...-"

"The 'one'?"

"Yea, I guess you'd say that...even though it's horribly corny" Harry said, grinning at Bill.

"Listen, Harry. Ginny is my sister, and I'd love nothing more than to see her with you. Someone trustworthy. But Harry, if you don't follow your heart, if you don't do what you want, your going to kill yourself. It will eat you to bits. Ginny would understand, Harry. She would be upset, and I wouldn't doubt it if she threw a couple of those hexs she's famous for, but she'd get over it. It's better than leading her on." He said, slapping Harry on the back in support.

"Since when did you get so sentimental an in tune with your feelings?" Harry asked, laughing.

"Honestly? Since Fluer. You'd be surprised what a woman can do to you. It's scary, really" Bill said, shuddering slightly. Harry laughed, but it was soon cut short by a voice from behind.

"You know, guys, a silencing charm doesn't do much good if the door is unlocked."

"Well, I think I will be going now" Bill said, as he passed the person that was leaning against the doorframe. Harry turned, knowing who the person at the door was..

"Umm...Hey, Hermione"