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"Oh dear, oh dear, it doesnt look good my pretty, its death I'm afraid"

She heard Ron snort beside her as Trelawney read her palms.

"Anything perticular. If I'm going to die I might as well make sure I go out with a bang" Hermione smirked, much to the dismay of the Professor. Trelawney tutted and walked away. Ron raised his eyebrows at her attitude. He liked this Hermione

"Well, really, theres no need..." they heard her mumble as she left them.

As soon as she was far away enough not to hear, Ron said;

"I tell you, its all a fix, what's the chances of Hermione dying by next week, what a waste of a first lesson" Ron said, still grinning.

"Yes, well, she is still a teacher, we must respect her and her, erm, perticular ways of teaching after all"

"Im dying too Hermione" Harry said, looking down at his notes. "Maybe we could go together" he laughed.

Ron frowned, but smiled as Hermione looked towards him.

The bell rang, and the grabbed their bags and made their way down the spiral staircase, Harry muttering something about going back for his quill, and Hermione turned to Ron as they entered the great hall.

"So, If i was to die next week, like predicted,would I be missed?"

"Oh, give over" he said as he sat down and reached for a sausage.

"What would you miss? Me there to do your homework? To nag you about school rules, to tell you to not drop ketchup down your new school shirt?"

"Wha- Oh bloody hell"

"Indeed" said Hermione, as Ron attempted to wipe the red splatters that had made its way onto white.

"Oh honestly Ron, your only making it worse, come here"

Hermione conjured up a wipe and dabbed Rons shirt. She mumbled about it wont stain if you do a perticular spell, but Ron was watchin her hands on his chest. She had pulled the shirt towards her slightly, revealing the tinest amount of his waist. He saw her eyes flick towards the newly visible area of flesh, and back again.

Huh, that was strange.

"There, now, make sure the house elves know theres a slight mark on it, so they can fix it up for you, and try and be nice to them. I really dont like the way Malfoys father treated Dobby last year, you know Ron in fact I dont really like the way thier being treated at all. I wander if..."

Rons heart was still beating wildly as he thought of that second where Hermione's eyes were on his stomach. She didn't seem to be embarrased about looking. Why would she? Hermione doesnt like you, not like that. Her and Harry will be together in the end, I'm sure of it. The hero always gets the girl, everyone knows that. And they do get on better than me and her. Nah, me and her would never work. Not in a million years. Why am I even thinking about it!

"Hey you never answered my question?" Hermione said, bringing Ron out of his daze.

"Huh?" said Ron looking at his mash, but not feeling like eating all of a sudden.

"What would you miss? You know, if I was to die?"

"I dunno...everything I suppose" he mumbled, turning instantly red as the words left his lips. He looked up and their eyes locked for the briefest moment.

Harry plunked himself down on the bench opposite them.

"I only went back for the stupid quill, then she kept me for ages, talking about some magical cards she had been looking at, wouldnt shut up!"

He looked at, and Hermione and Ron were still looking at eachother, both in confusion.

"Guys?"

Hermione snapped back to reality, Ron turning back to his mash.

"I've been thinking about the way the house elves are being treated in this school Harry. Did you know that 70% of house elves are mistreated and ..."

Ron looked back at Hermione , his face now loosing its temperature, and watched her as she talked to Harry. Their conversation seemed to flow so easily, something he noticed didnt happen between the two of them as often. She laughed as Harry said something, and Ron's heart flipped. He did love that laugh. Cheered him up just to hear her chuckle.

And that was what scared him the most. Throw me a couple of death sentences from Trelawney any day, but for the love of God, dont let me be falling for my best friend.

I'll never look at ketchup the same again...