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Chapter 10

Ron Weasly would be the last to admit that he wasn't very observant and could be quite dense at times. It wasn't his fault that he had thought of Hermione as 'one of the boys' for most of the first four years of their relationship. So what if it took some stupid dance to make him realize that she was actually quite pretty and not one of the boys just because she didn't do the girly-girl things like squealing when excited, and obsessing over 'hot' boy celebrities like Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil?

It didn't make him any less observant then anyone else. He knew five things for sure that would always remain true. Number 1: Percy was a know-it-all git. Number 2: Draco Malfoy was scum and was not to be trusted. Number 3: He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was pure evil. Number 4: Viktor Krump had no right to be pen-pals with Hermione. Not that he liked Hermione, it was just that he was worried that Vicky would try to take advantage of her, that's all. And Number 5: NEVER eat, touch, smell, and be wary of looking at anything Fred and George offer you and especially never let them examine your teddy bear. And now Harry's recent change from angry mood swings to happy mood swings made him wonder if Harry had somehow found way to get men pregnant and was using himself as a test subject.

The thought made Ron shiver and quickly placed the scarring images aside, knowing from his equally scarring lecture about the 'Griffins and the Dragons(1)' from Fred and George that male pregnancy was impossible unless you're a muggle from China(2). Thank goodness Harry wasn't a Chinese muggle!

But with that option not available then Ron didn't know what to blame, or rather thank, for bringing Harry out of his depression and making him happy again. The only realistic theory that he could think of was the one he had suggested to Hermione earlier in the week; Harry had a girlfriend and it wasn't Ginny.

Secretly, or not so secretly if you asked anyone besides Ron, Ron had wanted Harry and Ginny to get married. Not only would it have made Harry his brother, an honorary Weasly, but he knew it would have made his sister really happy. And as her, one of many, older brothers it was part of his brotherly duties to watch over, protect, suspect any non-related boy (and related boys when it came to Fred and George) of coming near her of foul play, clobber any boy who made her cry and at least attempt to help her be happy. And it was obvious from day one, since Ron was a very good observer, that Harry would make his little sister happy.

But it was now obvious that, that wasn't going to happened because of Harry's new love interest… whoever that may be.

Ron felt like screaming from frustrating for the second time that day, the first time being was when Hermione and Harry were first began to sit too close for his comfort as they both attempted to read the same book, which they still would not tell him where they got it from. It was a good then that Hermione and Harry would never ever in a million years be interesting in each other or Ron might have had to strangle his best friend. Not because he liked Hermione, but because… it would be the right thing to do.

Continuing on though, Ron didn't think Harry would date a older girl if it wasn't Cho Chang. He also didn't believe that Harry would date a younger girl if it wasn't Ginny and those under years plus the eliminated older years got rid of a big chunk of female students at Hogwarts.

That left the houses within their year. It couldn't be anyone from Gyrffindor. The remaining girls after Hermione were only Lavender and Parvati and neither of them would be so secretive about dating Harry… or dating anyone else for that matter. It especially couldn't be anyone from Slytherin. People from Slytherin were evil and Harry did not do evil.

The only girls remaining were the girls from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff and Ron didn't really know any of the girls from either of the houses to make accurate guesses. Ron supposed he could always talk to Ginny's weird friend Loony Luna or his prefect rounds partner about the girls in Ravenclaw but that still didn't help him for the girls in Hufflepuff. Then again that would be awfully embarrassing to ask girls about other girls. They might think he was making inquiries for himself when he was perfectly happy with Her… himself!

Ron tried to rub away the tension between his eyes at the bridge of his nose. Life would be so much easier if Harry didn't have to be so bloody secretive all of the time.

It was then Hermione must have looked up because Ron was snapped out his thoughts when she heard him calling.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I asked if you were feeling alright. You look like you have a headache," clarified Hermione.

At first Ron was going to deny it and push Hermione's concerns to the side but shut himself up when he saw her moving away from Harry to stand. It wasn't that he was jealous of their closeness and wanted Hermione's attention to himself. He just wanted to see what she was going to do.

Standing before him, Hermione placed one of her hands to her own forehead and the other to Ron's. (He could have sworn he saw Harry smirk). She was silent for a moment before saying, "You feel a little warm." She looked at him more closely. "And you're a little red."

"Very red," added Harry and now Ron knew that Harry was indeed smirking at him. When did Harry learn how to smirk and why was he smirking at him?

"I'm fine," protested Ron as he pushed away Hermione's hand with a twinge of regret, noticing how Harry was suddenly using that darn book to cover his face.

"If you say so," relented Hermione before adding, "Shouldn't you two be getting ready for Quiddtich practice?"

Harry looked up as if he realized Hermione was right and was disappointed that she was right. But that couldn't be true. How could anyone, especially someone like Harry, be disappointed about having to stop reading some book because of Quidditch?

There was something wrong in the world when Harry Potter rather read a book then play Quidditch!

"So…." Ron began when they were away from the prying ears of Hermione and still a safe distance from their inquisitive Quidditch teammates, particularly those with extendable ears(3). He paused for a moment until he decided it was best to go with his usual straight-forward approach. "Who is she?"

"That was Hermione, we've known her since year one Ron, or have you forgotten that already," replied Harry in jest, but something about the sarcastic tone his friend used made Ron cringe.

"Not her, I want to know who you're girlfriend is," said Ron, hopeing that whatever it was that possessed Harry to sound so…. Un-Harry-ish before would not return in response to his new question.

"What makes you think I have a girlfriend," asked Harry.

"Your sudden change from angry mood swings to happy mood swings," replied Ron, as is it was obvious.

"I don't have a girlfriend," stated Harry, but the grin on Harry's face told Rob otherwise.

"Then what's with the grin," asked Ron.

Despite himself, Harry let out a small chuckle.

"It's just funny how far and yet so close to the truth you are."

With that said Harry shot Ron a wide grin that oddly reminded him of Fred and George's grins when they were about to something that Ron would have nightmares about later and walked ahead leaving Ron with his dread.

"You just directly asked him who his girlfriend was," repeated Hermione dumbly, as if not able to believe it. "You shouldn't jump to such conclusions."

"But I was right… sorta! Harry says he doesn't have a girlfriend, but that I was close to the truth," exclaimed Ron, careful not to speak too loud, for Madame Prince was already wary about allowing him into the library to begin with. He also thought it would be a better idea not to tell Hermione about how creepy Harry was acting at the time.

Ron watched Hermione take in this new information, and smiled when her eyes widened in realization.

"So you realize what this means don't yea?"

Hermione nodded, suddenly looking dumbstruck.

"Of course… How could I have not realized it? It should have been there moment I saw those two standing together…"

This surprised Ron.

"You mean you saw Harry and his fiancé together?"

The dumbstruck expression was immediately replaced by one of annoyance.

"What?"

"Well Harry said I was close when I said girlfriend and the closest thing to a girlfriend is a fiancé…"

"Ron… you're an idiot."

"AM NOT!"

'Shhhhhh' noises came from all around them, but they were lucky Madame Prince was out of earshot.

"Am not," Ron repeated in a whisper.

"Ron, there's no way Harry would have a fiancé and not tell us. Besides a fiancé is a bit extreme when we're talking about something similar to a girlfriend," pointed out Hermione, her expression somewhat smug, as if looking forward to the revealing what the true answer was.

"Oh? And I suppose you know what Harry really meant," grumbled Ron.

"A boyfriend," replied Hermione, practically giggling.

Mr. Dursley looked up from his newspaper with annoyance, as he sat with his wife Petunia and son Dudley at the table for tea.

"What's with all of this bloody screaming?"