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Secrets

Part Four

Hermione was for lack of a better word, feeling a bit antsy. It had been a week since Dean had flew into her dorm room, and they hadn't had any time together alone since they parted the morning after. And she could tell that it was getting to him as well, he had been snapping at nearly everyone, except her. Most people were walking on eggshells around him, Hermione decided they needed some time together, and they needed to figure out when to tell people.

There was a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow, as most of their friends were going, Hermione decided it would be a good chance to have some much needed alone time, and to discuss the telling of them. It wasn't going to be easy, they had been hiding this for nearly six months, it didn't seem like that long to her, but it was, and they wouldn't be happy. Maybe not so much with the fact that they were together, just that they had left it private for that long.

She was currently in the library, and he was at another table with Seamus. So writing him a little note with her plan, she went over to them.

"Hi guys," she greeted both of them, Dean looked up and gave her a big smile, "I think this is yours, it was with my Arithmancy notes, must have got mixed up," she said handing him what looked like in-depth notes on the complex subject. But was really are very cleverly hidden message, which Dean would probably see right away.

Dean must have recognised the look in her eyes, because he quickly nodded, "Thanks for that, don't not what I would do without them, really was going to need them soon."

"Not a problem, I always go a bit spare without my notes."

"Going to Hogsmeade tomorrow Hermione?" Seamus enquired, not looking up from his Quidditch magazine.

"No – I've got other plans," giving Dean a wink. "See you guys later."

She practically skipped out of the library, hearing as she got near the exit. "Does she ever have fun?" She heard Seamus say a bit exasperated.

"I'm sure she does," Dean answered.

Hermione turned and saw him looking at her, she blew him a kiss, and left.

She went into the Common room the next morning in a great mood. Dean had sent her an owl early this morning, indicating that he got the message, so it was all set. Just had to make her excuses to Ron and Harry. Harry would be disappointed but only because without her there, he and Ginny couldn't be alone. But this was for the greater good. She needed to see Dean, and they needed a lot of time, things to discuss and plenty to do.

They were waiting for her. They stood up as they saw her.

"Are you ready?" Ron asked eagerly, "I want to go to Honeydukes before everyone else."

"They won't run out Ron," Ginny said shaking her head.

"I know, but I'm hungry!"

"Didn't you have breakfast?"

"Yeah, but…"

"Let's just go," Harry said rolling his eyes, being a best friend of Ron, and dating Ginny, put him directly in line of these sibling fights.

"Guys, I'm not going."

"What!" All three exclaimed.

"Well I have a meeting with the teachers, and I have other stuff I have to do."

"But can't you do that tomorrow, it's Hogsmeade!"

"Ron, I have been to Hogsmeade, so many times, I don't think one last visit isn't going to affect me that much."

"Hey it's alright, we'll bring you something back." Ginny said, pulling Ron and Harry towards the portrait. One willing. One not so.

"Wait up," Seamus called jogging down the stairs. "Deans' puking his guts out. So I'm going with you three."

Hermione gave them a wave as they left the Common room. Looking around seeing everyone gone, she headed back up stairs. Knocking on the seventh year boys' dorm, she heard a small voice tell her to come in.

Walking in she quickly saw Dean lying in his bed, but as he saw her, the sick look went away, and he looked as healthy as he had the day before.

"Oh poor baby…how are you feeling?" She soothed in a small voice, as she climbed up next to him on the bed.

"Much better now," rolling over on his side to face her, "Puking Pastille. Vanished all the antidotes, bar one, so no remedy. Couldn't possibly go to Hogsmeade."

"Very clever," she said, snuggling up next to him. "We should tell them tonight I think. This sneaking around is just too hard. I've had enough."

"Me too," moving so he was lyingover her, "So now that that's covered. I believe we are long overdue for some alone time."

Hermione grinned back at him, "Yes we are."

Fifteen minutes later…

"God Harry – I can't believe you forgot your bloody money. And we all had to come back to get it." Seamus moaned.

"I just wanted to see if we could convince Hermione to join us, don't know why you had to come though." Ron bit back.

"Guys," Ginny snapped. "Let's just go with Harry and get the money, and get back down there."

"Fine," they said as they followed them up the stairs, grumbling all the way.

"Sorry Dean, just getting some money then we'll leave you." Harry said as he entered the dorm, but he quickly stopped when he realised what was happening. Dean didn't seem so sick anymore, in fact judging by the topless Hermione in bed with him, he was better than ever.

He turned to the door, trying to prevent Ron from this sight, for all their sakes. But it was pointless; they were all standing their gaping at them. Hermione huddled under the blankets, but they could tell what had been happening by the clothes scattered around the bed.

There was only one thing worse than a ranting Ron. It was a silent one. His face was going steadily redder, and he was clenching his fists.

"Hi," Hermione said weakly.

Seamus recovered first, "Let's let them get dressed hey. We'll see you downstairs in a bit." He said, shoving Ron out the door, with Harry and Ginny following, pulling the door shut behind them.

After they made it down to the Common room, Harry looked warily at the obviously enraged Ron.

"Was I the only one who didn't know about that?" He shouted, pointing up the stairs.

The rest shook their heads. They had no idea.

"Then what the hell is going on!"