Sorry for how long it took me to update, I've been swamped... I have too many stories! fail. It's a short chapter, but it's how it's gotta be.

Happy Holidays everyone!

Chapter 11

Harry made his way to lunch that day still not completely sure whether Ron was OK with it or not. Hermione had practically dragged Harry away from Ron as soon as Harry had somehow moved on to blabber about Ginny's hair smelling nice. Harry hadn't actually cared about Hermione's interjection, but he also found that he didn't care about his blabbering. Ginny's hair did smell nice.

"Honestly, Harry, it's as if you want him to hit you..."

"I don't want him to hit me! I don't see why he has to anyways!"

"Oh, I don't know," Hermione sighed, shrugging her shoulders. "It's just a big brother thing, isn't it? I wouldn't know, seeing as I don't have any brothers."

"Well, I don't either," Harry reminded her, "but I doubt that they'd come after Ginny."

"It's a girl thing," Hermione explained. "If you were a girl, they probably would."

"Does that mean that I'd be gay?" Harry asked, confused as to why his imaginary older brothers were going after Ginny.

"Oh, I don't know, do I?" Hermione said. "And probably, yes."

"What?"

"If you were to spontaneously turn into a girl, you probably would be gay," she said matter-of-factly. Harry raised one confused eyebrow, and spoke slowly.

"Gay as in I'd suddenly like guys-"

Hermione shook her head, cutting him off. "I think that you'd still like girls, that's the gay part."

"What? No it isn't! The gay part is me spontaneously turning into a girl!" Harry pointed out, starting to get very confused. Even more confused as before. "If I started to like boys, that would be a gay part too!"

"It's just a hypothetical situation-"

"Under what circumstances? When would I ever spontaneously turn into a girl?"

"I- Wait, why on Earth are we having this conversation?"

Harry paused.

"I honestly have no idea."

Hermione laughed and shook her head, and he knew that it was because, finally, she was as confused as he was in a non-life/death situation.

Or so he thought.

"Hey, Potter!"

He looked at Hermione before realizing that she probably wouldn't call him 'Potter' in any situation and let alone with a boy's voice, unless she was to spontaneously turn into a boy. Seriously.

Both Harry and Hermione turned around to see Michael Corner (Ginny's boyfriend...) make his way towards them.

"Oh," Hermione said in a small voice.

"Yes oh," Michael said, hearing her and coming to a halt before them. "Well," he said, looking at Harry.

To Harry's surprise, Hermione suddenly let out a huge sigh before he could say, 'Well what?'

"Oh no, not you too," she said, annoyed. Harry looked at her nervously.

"What are you talking about, Hermione?" he asked her, hoping that she'd catch onto his denial plan. Michael was looking at her curiously, and she sighed loudly again before turning to him.

"Yes, Harry kissed Ginny. Yes, Ginny kissed Harry."

"Hermione-"

"Yes, Ginny then attacked her brother, Ron, with a pillow because said brother had threatened Harry about it."

"Hermione-"

"Yes, Harry knew that she was dating you..."

"Really, Hermione-"

"... But also, yes, Ginny knew that Cho was dating Harry."

Harry also knew that Hermione could shut up right about now. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for what was going to come.

"So, in my opinion, they're both as bad as each other and you should forget about both of them and move on with your life."

Nothing hit him. He opened one eye to look at Hermione, who was smiling triumphantly. He was very confused and feeling kind of hopeful so he opened the other eye and looked at Michael, who was staring at him curiously.

Michael then turned to Hermione.

"They did what?"

Harry glanced at Hermione, who's smile fell.

"I've been in the hospital wing all night! What happened?"

"You said oh!" Hermione argued nervously, looking at Harry pleadingly. "He said oh!"

"Hell yeah I said oh! I was coming to get you to tell off those Weasley twins! Perhaps kick them out of the," he mouthed 'DA'. "They put something in my drink... I had boils! Everywhere!"

Harry coughed.

"You're dating Ginny, huh?" he asked casually. "I had no idea-"

"I told you, yesterday!" Hermione said, slapping his arm.

"Not helping," Harry hissed at her through gritted teeth, and she fell quiet.

Michael put his hand to his head.

"I'm... I'm just going to go now," he said, swallowing. Harry stared at him, eyes wide, and felt terrible. "See you guys... later," he breathed, walking away.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Harry turned to Hermione again.

"Hermione!" he said, annoyed. "You broke the guy's heart!"

"Oh, I broke it, did I?"

"If you hadn't told him all that-"

"I was just trying to help!" Hermione argued heatedly, though she still looked embarrassed. "Besides, if I hadn't told him, somebody else would have!"

Harry opened and closed his mouth, deciding against swearing at Hermione.

"Just... Never help again! You and Dobby are going to be the death of me..."