Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table and put a few sausages on her plate. It was such a good morning. She had even decided to forgive Ron. After all it was Christmas. And it had been such a silly argument anyway.

She was also going to start discouraging Viktor's affections. The choice didn't even have anything to do with her bad tempered friend. Hermione realized she had nothing in common with Viktor. And he hardly said anything. Mainly he watched her while she studied. It was a tad annoying actually.

Harry stepped into the Great Hall with Neville. He spotted Hermione and began walking over to her, giving her a weak smile as she greeted him happily. When her own smile faltered he looked at the floor. Sadly Harry took a seat next to his friend.

As the twins made their way into the Hall Fred noticed Hermione sitting with Harry. The unhappy look on her face caused his chest to constrict. They sat a few feet away. Fred rolled his eyes when he noticed Angelina was ignoring him. She would get over it.

Harry watched Hermione as she watched Fred. Ron was going to be upset, more like he was going to explode. It wasn't Harry's business anyway. He turned his attention to his food.

Ron walked over to the Gryffindor table. Rage consumed him. But he was trying not to let it show as he took a seat on the other side of Harry.

"Happy Christmas, Ron." Hermione greeted him. All she received however was a dark look.

"Are you still mad about last night?" He just snorted in response and began to pick at his meal. Hermione stared down at her plate, too upset to finish her breakfast.

Fred watched as his brother hurt Hermione, again. He discreetly pulled his wand from his robes and mumbled something before he put it away.

Hermione watched as tiny sparkling snowflakes began to dance over her plate. Then she took a closer glance. They weren't snowflakes at all. No, they were very tiny gnomes wearing white leotards. And they were jumping back and forth as they made disgusting faces at her. She let a giggle escape her lips as she covertly looked at Fred. He winked at her.

Ron made a disgusted noise just before he stormed out of the Hall. Hermione followed him.

They stood at the bottom of the steps as Hermione asked, "What is your problem, Ronald?"

"Do you really want to know what my problem is?" Hermione nodded so he continued. "Do you upset me just for the Hell of it?"

"I don't understand."

He doubted there was anything she didn't understand. "Would you like me to explain it to you then?"

"Yes, I would." Hermione said as another tear rolled down her cheek.

"When I said Krum was too old I didn't mean for you to go find someone just a year younger than him." He snarled.

"I don't know what you are talking about!"

Worry welled up inside Fred as he thought about Ron and Hermione. Everyone could hear them arguing right outside the Hall. It wasn't any of his business anyway. But he knew he was hurting her.

Suddenly, Fred stood up from the table. Several students gave him a startled look as he turned to leave. George went to follow, but Fred gestured for him to stay where he was.

Ron was yelling furiously at Hermione as Fred came through the doors. He shut up as he noticed his older brother looking at them. "What do you want, Fred."

Fred felt hate for his brother bubble just below the surface. He ignored him. "Hermione, are you alright?"

She nodded but he knew she was trying to paint a better picture of what was actually going on.

Ron glared at Fred. He turned his attention back to Hermione and spat, "Whore."

Hermione's hand moved so fast it was nothing but a blur as she reached up to strike his face. Fred moved toward Ron threateningly but Hermione put her hand on his chest, stopping him.

Ron shook his head as he walked away.