When Harry got back to the common room he glared at Hermione who was sitting on the sofa reading a very thick book.

"What did you do with Ron?"

"I sent him back to the common room. And before you ask, no he wasn't walking like a penguin."

Harry sniggered. "I admit I was curious. I'm sorry for what I said, so is Draco. I understand what he meant though…you are a very strong girl…woman."

"I'm sorry too. I'm a bit on edge."

"Really? I hadn't noticed." He replied sarcastically, touching the place where she had hit him. "Sorry. I think I know what you need to get yourself stress free. You need to loosen up and relax a bit. You need a boyfriend."

"What?"

"I'm serious. Why haven't you got a boyfriend? You haven't had one since Krum in fourth year."

"I do have my eye on someone but he doesn't know I exist. Krum, huh?"

"Yup, 'fraid so. And if he hasn't noticed you then he's a fool. You're the best catch in the school. I've heard guys talking about you in the bathrooms. You're wanted, badly."

"So are you. Every girl in the school wants to date you…I should think that anyone who has met you would."

"I know…it's really annoying!"

"Are you surprised? You're the most eligible bachelor in Hogwarts. I've never dated you but I would imagine that you'd be the perfect boyfriend. Brave, loyal, caring, you can charm anyone, smart, perceptive, cute and although it doesn't essentially matter you are incredibly good looking, and Quidditch has definitely helped your body."

"Stop it, you're making me blush! And how helped my body?"

"Take off your shirt, Harry." She suddenly ordered.

"What?"

"It's only us. Anyway I've seen it before."

"What? When? Where?"

"I've seen your body loads of times. I was always coming into your dorm when you were hardly decent. I also saw you walking back to your room from the bathroom we share last week. What? I was in the common room and you had to walk through it to get back to your room. I couldn't help seeing your body…well torso up anyway. Don't worry it's really impressive…especially since you were still damp from your bath."

"Pervert!"

"What? I am a girl. You are not Ron…you didn't take four years to realise I was a girl. I have hormones, like any other teenager. I would be an idiot not to show admiration when I live with such an Adonis."

"Am I really that good?"

"Honey, Hercules would be proud. You put Achilles to shame!"

"Really?"

"Yes. And now I'm going to stop before your ego gets too big to fit through the portrait hole."

"Are there any guys you like?"

"Yes. I'm not telling you who though. You'll freak out."

"You don't fancy Draco, do you?"

"No. Is that a hint of jealousy I detect?"

"No! Who do you like then?"

"I told you, I'm not telling."

"Hmm. I know that you're afraid to tell me because I might freak out. Who would make me freak out? Ron?"

"No."

"Percy?"

"Are you nuts?"

"No, I'm out of ideas. I can't think who else who I would freak out about you liking."

"Just drop it, okay? I want to finish my book before morning. So shut up and let me read!"

"Ooh, someone's touchy. Okay, okay. I'll leave you in peace."