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A.N, Ok, so I lied. It's not a long chapter like I promised. But it was fast. Tell me in your review whether you want long or fast. Um, actually, that sounded a bit wierd. You know what I mean. Don't take it the other way, or i'll have to up the rating of the chapter, and I don't want to, because this story's actually quite clean. The fluff just absorbs the smut.

Hermione decided to put her amazing brain to its best use, and had already formulated a plan. 'RUN!' she screamed, and she and the two boys legged it out of the room, leaving a very confused, slightly terrified Snape lying on the floor. They didn't stop running until they reached Gryffindor tower, and safety.

Harry laughed. 'What were you two doing in that abandoned potions room anyway?' he asked. Ron and Hermione avoided each other's gaze; they could hardly say they were learning to be each other. Harry noticed, and looked away too. 'Forget it. I don't want to know. If you two want to have a threesome with, uh, Snape, then uh, I guess, uh'

Hermione laughed. 'Harry, shut up. I promise it was nothing like that. Aww, sometimes you can be as stupid as um, me' Hermione remembered herself in time, luckily just received a weird look from the chosen one.

'Yeah' Ron said, with an evil smirk. 'Ron didn't come in until I'd been in there for ages. He came just before you, Harry' Harry's eyes widened. Hermione's narrowed. Ron stared at his shoes, pretending to blush. 'Harry' said Hermione in a strained voice 'Can you leave Hermione and I alone for a while, please?'

Harry nodded mutely, rather white. The minute he had closed the portrait behind him, Hermione wheeled around to Ron furiously. 'What were you insinuating just there?' she hissed, furious. Ron grinned cheekily. 'Jeese, 'Mione, did I get your brains with the body? I thought it was pretty obvious. Just a little teaser for calling me stupid'

Hermione glared. 'You don't realise what this means for me, do you? I'll never be able to look Snape in the face again! Everyone will think…oh Gods, that's two Slytherins in two days!'. Ron snickered 'I think I like being you. I'm finally getting that ultra-perfect reputation of yours down to something an ordinary human could manage'

Hermione growled, frustrated. 'I spent years building up that reputation; I won't let you ruin it in two days! Why are you making people think I'm a whore!' a wave of horror passed across Hermione's face. 'You're making me like Lavender, aren't you?' she whispered. Ron made a noise of shocked protest, but she already had tears leaking out of the sides of her copper-sulphate blue eyes.

Harry came back in after a while, and found the common room empty, apart from a white and shaking Ron. Harry came over, concerned. 'Hermione, what happened?' he asked, settling down onto the couch next to Ron. Ron shook his head, and just gestured in the direction Hermione had run off, up to the boys' dorms.

'What did he do?' asked Harry sympathetically. Ron just murmured 'We had a fight'. Harry sighed. This wasn't the first time he had seen this happen. 'Listen, Hermione' he said, consolingly wrapping his arm around Ron's shoulders 'Ron'll apologise for the stupid thing he said, whatever it was. He always does. You don't have to worry about it anyway. You'll always have me' he gave Ron a tight hug, using one hand to stroke his back soothingly.

Ron's eyes narrowed. He tried to pull out of the hug, but Harry clung on, apparently unaware that Ron was trying to move away, being so much stronger that Hermione's body. Neither noticed the portrait swing open, until they heard a shrill voice calling spitefully Harry's name.

'Watch out, Harry!' Lavender called nastily. 'That whore's got all on the list but one. She's got Malfoy, Snape, and my Won-won, so you're the only one left!' she and Parvati giggled. Harry turned utterly green releasing Ron, who clenched his fists so tightly his nails cut into his palms. 'Sorry, Harry' he apologised 'I think i'd better go and make things better with, uh, Ron'. Harry nodded. 'I think it's important you do' he said 'I think i'll just go to Madame Pomfrey, I feel kind of sick all of a sudden...' and lurched out of the portrait.

Ron scuttled up the stairs to the boys' dorms. He gently pushed open the door to his own dorm, and saw that the curtains on Harry's bed were closed. They were the only ones closed in the room. A faint sobbing noise could be heard from behind the thick red velvet. He tiptoed over to them, and pulled Harry's cloak out; he had not yet given it back to Harry after they used it to get to the dungeons.

Hermione heard the swish of cloth, and ripped the curtains open, but of course she couldn't see anyone. 'Anyone there?' she asked uncertainly. When she got no reply, she went back the bed. She had, however, seemingly done crying. More characteristically, she was now angry. She groused to herself 'Stupid Ron' she muttered, and Ron's ears turned pink under the cloak. 'So bloody stupid'

Ron's eyes lit up. Hermione swore when no-one was around! He grinned goofily, he rather liked this side of her, even if she was cursing his stupidity. She was probably right about that, anyway. She was usually right about things. 'Why can't he just see what's under his sodding nose?' she asked herself out loud 'Why did he have to go off with that Lavender slapper?'

Ron blushed, feeling terrible he hurt Hermione. He wasn't quite sure why, but he hoped he knew how to fix it. Hermione usually did this. 'Beacuse I AM stupid' he mumbled. Hermione's head snapped up, and she gasped. 'Ron! You're under the cloak, aren't you?' Ron slid it off his head, knowing it was useless to try to trick Hermione. 'Yeah' he admitted. 'And you're right, I am stupid. I really never meant to hurt you, I swear. I'd never do that. Please believe me'

Hermione's expression softened from murderous fury to just grevious bodily harm fury. 'You're infuriating. I can't even stay angry at you.' Ron grinned hopefullay at her. 'Am I forgiven?' he asked, his best puppy dog eyes working desperately. Hermione sighed. 'I suppose' she said grudgingly. Ron brightened up, and hugged her. 'Does this mean we can go down to dinner now then?' he whispered in her ear.

Hermione growled. 'You're infuriating!' she told him. Ron just nodded and hugged her harder. He hated it when she got away from him.

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