I'm back, and with another chapter, I'm really starting to plot this story out, so it's going to be a little longer then orginially planned. As always I didn't write the Harry Potter books, and please read and review... enjoy!

Previously:

Ginny shook her head, "Go talk to him," she said, "You make him happy, besides, I'm over him, or, at least, I will be, go talk to him. I'd rather see the two of you happy together then miserable apart."
"Thanks," Hermionie said, hugging Ginny " You're a good friend," she said, walking towards the door.

Ginny walked towards the window and glanced down at the willow tree below her. She could see Harry's face light up as Hermionie walked towards him. She sighed to herself, "you two better really love each other Harry's not someone girls get over easily."

Harry sat under the willow brooding to himself. He felt horrible, not only for himself, but for everyone involved, he wasn't happy, Hermione wasn't, and Ron… well Ron was happy now, but Harry had the distinct feeling he wouldn't be happy for long.

Hermione attacked the Burrow stairs, taking them two at time, coming to a screeching halt at the bottom as she regained an acceptable amount of compose, and realized that as she walked she had less and less time to rehearse what she was going to say. As she tried to run the imminent conversation through her head she realized there was nothing to rehearse; she hadn't come up with the words yet.

Ron sat on his bed in his shared room with Harry, feeling quite pleased with himself as he polished the new broom his mother had given him for becoming prefect.

"Maybe this year won't be half bad after all," he said to himself, "I've got the badge, I'm getting the girl, not much more could make the year better, well considering how last year ended," he said with a shudder, "but still, there is one thing," he said with a hopeful grin as he eyed up his broomstick.

Ginny sighed as she continued to watch Hermione approach Harry. She saw Harry glance around as Hermione neared him, and she quickly ducked out of the window, unable to watch anymore.

Ginny launched herself onto her bed, and as she stared up at her ceiling she tried her best to be happy for the couple below her window. Hermione was her closest friend, and Harry, well, he was Harry, and the whole world wanted him to be at his top, why should she be any different? If Hermione was his girlfriend, he'd need a new girl advisor, and that would be something,

"Oh well," Ginny sighed, "better to be friends then nothing at all…right?"

Harry beamed as he saw Hermione approaching him; he glanced around, not quite believing that she could actually be coming to talk to him after everything that happened in the last twelve hours. He did a double take at the bedroom window upstairs, he could have sworn he saw a flash of red hair, he briefly wondered if the hairs owner was still watching, but as Hermione placed herself next to him, the thought quickly vanished.

Harry looked down at the girl beside him expectantly, but she seemed to be frozen.

"So…," he began awkwardly, "about earlier, I don't really know what to say, maybe I made things more complicated then they had to be just then, I mean, a kiss is just a kiss, a date is just a date, and – " "

I can't do it."

Hermione sat down next to Harry, and stared up at him, transfixed in his focused eyes. She panicked as she realized that she was freezing, that the words hadn't just come to her after all.

"So…, Harry began, "about earlier…"

The sound of Harry's voice usually calmed Hermione down, but now it wasn't, as he spoke a million other thoughts raced through her mind….was he ending it? Well not that there would be anything to end at all, but her heart sped up at the thought of him ending whatever semi-thing they had before she had the chance to tell him, she stared at him, searching his eyes as he spoke, "A kiss is just a kiss, a date is just a date, and – "

"I can't do it." Hermione blurted out. "I'm breaking off the date with Ron, it isn't fair to anyone one, especially not me, Harry I don't want to be the thing that you two fight over, and I don't want to be a prize or the thing that splits you up, but Harry, what I do want is you."

"I can't do it."

Harry was struck silent by Hermione's words, waiting for the explanation, there was less then a second between sentences, but the short time still gave Harry time to examine all the possibilities of what Hermione couldn't do.

"I'm breaking off the date with Ron."

Harry couldn't help but smile, of course he felt bad for his friend, but in his list of things he hoped Hermione would say, he had to admit that this was near the top. Harry listened closely to Hermione as she said her speech, and as it finally came to a close,

"Harry, what I do want it you."

Harry lightly grabbed Hermione's cheek and pulled her in.

"Hey! Ginny! Gin! Where are you?"

Ginny was snapped back from her melancholy thoughts by a voice in the hall calling her name, she reluctantly got up and opened her door, finding her youngest brother standing at the top of the stairs, broomstick in hand.

Ron glanced out his bedroom window, catching a glimpse of Harry sitting under the willow.

"Perfect," he said to himself as he grabbed his broomstick and headed for the door, "We'll have a game of two on one if I can only find-" "

Hey Ginny!" he yelled.

Ginny glanced back at her window as she approached her brother. "What do you want?" she asked, "I thought polishing you're little present would've kept you busy all morning."

Ron, ignoring his sister, asked if she'd come play a few rounds of Quidditch with him and Harry.

"Ri-Right now?" Ginny asked, trying her best to peer back inside to her bedroom window, "Maybe later, you er- don't want to do anything to mess up the great polish you got there, let's go later… much later…" "

Nah," Ron said, pushing past his sister and down the stairs, I'll just see if Harry can."

"Wait!, " Ginny exclaimed, trying to get in front of him, " why not wait till Fred and George get home? Then we'll have a real game." Ron shifted his feet, staring at the ground, "I was kind of hoping to finish practice before they got home, they might-"

"Might what?" Ginny interrupted. Ron blushed, "Have it out with me, I was going to maybe think about tryingoutforquidditch."

Ginny tried to suppress a giggle, calming down enough to ask a very flustered Ron to repeat himself.

Ron sighed, "Try out for qudditch… There's an opening, and I thought that maybe…"

Ginny tried, and was failing quite miserably at holding in her giggles, much to the embarrassment of her older brother.

"Oh shut it," he snapped, "I'll just go practice with Harry then." He said as he bounded down the stairs.

Ginny got her giggles in check real quick, trying to catch her brother as he made his way down the stairs.

Hermione's eyes widened as Harry softly pulled her in for a slow kiss, and as their lips parted she pulled herself closer to him and smiled.

"So," she grinned, "you still say a kiss is just a kiss?"

Harry jokingly poked her in the stomach, "you know quite well I didn't mean it, and about that date, you better call it, off, I don't think I could handle it after all.

Hermione smiled at this and gave Harry another kiss, before making herself more comfortable in his lap.

Well, there's chapter three, I hope you enjoyed, and could follow along, the flow might be a bit confusing. If you want to see more please, check out my other stories, and above all, REVIEW