A/N: I know; months between updates :( I am so sorry! My beta has gone MIA and I was stuck hopelessly. This chapter is short as hell, but I have the next two chapters written and the third needs a little work. Something else: my style of writing maybe strange, but I like to give people short snippets in people's lives so that they seem more human. I haven't seen a lot of authors that do this and it annoys me. x) Again, this chapter is not one of my best, sorry!

If there's anyone that's willing to be my beta until shows a sign of life, I would love you for it!!

Chapter Four

Even though the two Gryffindors were glad they could take to someone about their situation, they were both saddened that they couldn't talk to their best friend. Ron had spoken openly about his opinion about the meetings and for non-heterosexual people. Some people listen to Ron and felt the same way, but other merely ignored him or told him to shut up when he was at it again in the common room. Ron didn't approve of anything other than heterosexuals, the rest were bad, against nature and in his words 'filthy and not worthy of studying at Hogwarts or any other magic school'.

In the magical world there weren't religions, just beliefs, with example the belief of Voldemort and a lot of pure bloods; that the ones that weren't pure were worthless. Another was that werewolf were commonly known as bad. The gays ranked just a little bit higher and the bisexual a little over them. Though they both were as accepted as house elves.

The number and polls were all done by the Ministry and the Daily Prophet, so not a lot of people swore by them. For all they knew, a lot more people would accept them.

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Hermione and Harry were out on the ground, trying to escape from their friend. They didn't tell each other but both felt ashamed for wanted to away from Ron. Letting out a big sigh, Hermione leaned her head on her friends shoulder.

"I want classes to start." She said.

"Yeah, for once I want the weekend to be over." He smiled. "I'm looking forward to Potions."

Hermione lifted her head a little, looking surprised. "Wow, that's new."

Harry laughed. "Well, I guess I can handle how he's a git better now. At least now we know he's not like that outside of classes."

"Hmm, you're right. He seems so relaxed during the meetings. He's still the same, but he's showing this different side of himself… It's nice, though."

"Yeah, it is."

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Between the ridiculing of teachers and complaining about assignments all the students found time to laugh about the small things in life. Especially a certain brunette from Gryffindor.

"Oh, look Pansy; there's pudding." Hermione said with a grin. Pansy glared at her, but her eyes were shining with laughter.

"What?" Draco asked confused.

"Nothing, Draco. Eat your dinner." Pansy said curtly.

Hermione opened the door to the Room of Requirement, where she was meeting Pansy. It was past curfew so she had to be quiet. She found Pansy asleep in a big couch and sniggered at the sight of a small trail of drool running down the side of her mouth. With a huge grin, she crept over to the girl on her tiptoes until she was leaning over her.

"FIREEEE!!!" she yelled in the girl ear.

"PUDDING!" Pansy shot up from the couch, her arms in from of her like she was going to punch someone. It took her a while to comprehend what had happened and why Hermione was behind her, laughing so hard she was crying.