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Chapter 2: Hermione!

Harry Potter was in utter shock.

Hermione.

Malfoy. Draco Malfoy had a crush on Hermione Granger.

Hermione!

His best friend! The brightest witch of her age! The buck-teethed, frizzy haired girl Ron and he had saved from a mountain troll back in their first year at Hogwarts! Who almost turned herself into a cat in their second! The girl that used a time-turner to take as many classes as possible! Hermione, who at the Yule bale had been the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts, and the only friend that had been there for him when he was depressed about Ginny and Dean..., HIS BEST FRIENDS GIRLFRIEND!

Brilliant.

Speaking of Ron... His best friend seemed close to blow up. His face had actually succeeded in taking a redder colour than his hair, and that's really something. Harry reached for him. Better calm him down before...

Too late. Ron had moved from Harry's side and he handled Malfoy a major punch in the face. There was a loud crack, most likely Malfoy's nose.

Obviously hell broke loose in the room. Malfoy started screaming some very inappropriate stuff while holding his bleeding nose, while his friends (the ones with IQ higher than 20) started casting hexes, trying to figure out what strange force broke their friend's nose. Crabbe and Goyle just sat on the floor screaming, until Zabini hit Goyle with a jinx. Pillows were thrown, feathers flew, and in the middle of all that chaos Harry managed to drag Ron from the room, through the common areas and into the corridor outside.

Safely outside, harry took a look at them. The invincibility cloak had slipped a little, so Harry's arm and shoulder and Ron's legs were visible. No one of the Slytherins had seemed to notice though...

"Why did you drag me out!" Ron was furious. "Let me back in! I'll teach him to fancy my girl!"

He was just about to head back when Harry grabbed his arm.

"Are you bonkers? You'd get killed in there! That's the Slytherin common room, you idiot!"

Ron stiffened for a few seconds, probably thinking about how many punches he would be able to give Malfoy before getting hexed into obliviation. Then he relaxed and let Harry pull him away from the oh-so-innocent looking wall.

After adjusting the cloak so it covered them both entirely, they started heading for the Gryffindor tower.

Ron had been quiet for about ten minutes before he finally spoke.

"You think she'd like him back?"

Harry gave him a surprised and confused look.

"Who?"

"Hermione of course! Do you think she'd like Malfoy back if she knew?" Ron kept his eyes strictly on the portraits avoiding Harry's eyes.

"No!" Harry tried to keep an amused tone out of his voice. What a silly question, still Ron seemed a little worried. "Of course not! She hates him just as much as we do! Remember third year?" Both boys chuckled. Ron still kept his gaze forward.

"I dunno Harry... I mean, she's always the one defending him... and I've never heard her say anything particularly bad about him... maybe..." Ron trailed off, in thoughts. Suddenly the red-head laughed.

"Just listen to me Harry! What am I saying! She's head over heels for me, has been for three years! HA! The ferret hasn't got a chance... Errrrr... right Harry?

Harry did not actually know what to answer. Sure, Hermione had seemed to like Ron a lot in their sixth year and when Ron left them while they were hunting horcruxes she had been devastated, but now when both his best friend were finally together she wasn't as happy as Harry thought she would be.

There were all those small things, a forced smile or shrugging Ron's hand off her shoulders. Sometimes she even refused to hold hands.

Harry knew Hermione very well, but he was not really sure what to think. Maybe he should ask her about it later. But for now, to answer Ron's question he just said: "Sure mate. Of course."

They reached the portrait and climbed into the common room. Harry sat down on a couch not really wanting to sleep yet. Ron decided to join him.

Suddenly Harry started to laugh. He almost fell on the floor. While laughing he got a glimpse of a very confused Ron. He decided to tell him the reason of his laughter.

"We did it Ron!" Harry said, still painting from his laughing. "What we came for! Malfoy's weak spot! We could get back at him!"

A smile started to form on Ron's lips as he understood. This c would be good.

"And I think I know someone who would be more than happy to help..."

THERE I know it was kinda short, but eighter this or some update next... month? If you have any ideas or suggestions feel free to rewiew. If not, review.

-Love you more than cupcakes, MagiS