A/N:

Soooooooorrryyyyyy for the long time it's taken. I have also had to cut the chapter into two pieces because it got too long. It's school and bad priorities.. Anyway, here it is and I hope you like it!

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Chapter eighteen

Saturday morning the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall was full of cheering people and Quidditch players in their uniforms. The colours red and gold were everywhere to spot.

Luna was also in her lion-head-hat. She received a lot of hateful glares from her fellow Ravenclaws who of course were supporting their own team. Her red and gold defiantly stood out in the blue and bronze.

"Nervous?" asked Hermione and joined Harry and Ron for breakfast. Ron nodded eagerly, but Harry did not reply at all. His gaze was placed at a little, auburn haired girl. He thought he was discreet, but Hermione spotted right away.

"You'll be fine. You've practised so hard lately. You deserve it," Hermione encouraged.

"Thanks," both boys mumbled.

"So how's it going with Pansy?"

Ron nearly swallowed his bacon.

"Fine. Great. She's great."

Hermione nodded.

"I've heard Ginny broke up with Dean," revealed Hermione. She was addressing Harry discreetly, but it was Ron who replied by spitting out the bacon he was chewing.

"What? Where did you hear that?"

Ron had never fancied Ginny with Dean. Actually, he had never fancied his sister with anyone. Which was only another argument on Harry's list to why he shouldn't ask Ginny out.

"From Ginny herself. She didn't seem very upset. Though, she could need some cheering up." Hermione's gaze was glued at Harry, but Ron didn't realise.

Harry had widened his eyes, but he did not speak a word. He was chewing on the new information he'd just received.

"Sure, I'll talk to her after the match then," promised Ron.

Hermione sighed. That sure was not the kind of cheering up Ginny was looking for.

The stands at the Quidditch filed were filled up with the entire school. Both students and teachers had come to support their favourite houses.

Hermione had placed herself amongst the other Gryffindors. She had a great view from her spot.

Luna's voice sounded all around as the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw teams flew in on the field. Madam Hooch called the game to a start and the players flew into the air.

Not many minutes had passed before Ginny scored the first ten points to Gryffindor. Cheering came from all around Hermione.

The next cheer came as Ron saved a Quaffle from entering Gryffindor's rings. Hermione surprised herself by putting her fist in the air. Glares from Lavender made her put it down though. They still hadn't said many words to each other since that day in the Hospital Wing. Not that it mattered much to Hermione since she had never really grown fond of Lavender.

Luna's comments were even more fun than the last time, but it was obvious that she supported Gryffindor.

"Ron will not let the round thing in this time either," she said, "he instead throws it in the direction of his sister Ginny. Oh doesn't she look wonderful today?"

Ginny Weasly took a glare at the commentator books and frowned, but then a smile appeared on her lips instead.

"Have anyone else noticed how the air is full of nargles today? I wonder what -"

A loud cheer drowned Luna's voice. At first Hermione could not tell why everybody were jumping around, but she quickly realised that Harry in-fact had caught the Snitch!

Hermione joined her happy, fellow Gryffindors in celebration in their common-room just after the match. They had made it to the finale which was being played in the end of June, and none of them could be more excited about it. It wasn't the first time they made it to the finale, but this year it seemed unlikely that they 'd lose to Ravenclaw who they were playing against.

Hermione found herself in the middle of the crowd with Ginny. She had a smile on her face and looked more great than she had done in a while. Breaking up with Dean had maybe been a good decision?

Nearly all the folks in the common-room were yelling at Ginny -asking her about the match, the finale, Dean and other personal questions that she did not reply. She was deep into her conversation with Hermione. They were discussing Quidditch as the rest of the team arrived. Ginny had hurried ahead and was therefore still in her suit while the rest of the team had put on some casual every day clothes.

Cheers flooded across the room as the team entered. People were screaming, singing and shouting adjectives at them.

All of a sudden Harry appeared right in front of Hermione and Ginny. He took some absolute steps towards the girls and did in one quick move place his lips on Ginny's.

Even more cheering begun, even from Hermione. She watched as they deepened the kiss. They looked as if they were made for each other -two bricks in a puzzle.

Hermione took a glare at Ron who looked more red in the face than she had ever seen him. His fists were formed as ready to punch somebody hard in the face. His gaze was directly at the kissing couple and it didn't leave until Ginny gently pushed Harry away. The two of them continued looking into each others eyes. The crowd around them were clapping and whispering. None of them, except Hermione, had noticed the furious look on Ron's face.

"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" Ron asked, sounding surprisingly calm. The cheer faded away. Everybody turned their faces towards Ron, even Harry and Ginny.

Harry opened his mouth as to speak, but Ron interrupted him.

"She's my bloody sister! You're my best mate!" he hissed. "How could you?"

Both Harry and Ginny were searching for words. Neither of them could come up with any thing to say. They had surprised themselves by kissing much more than it had surprised Ron.

Hermione decided to take action, so she walked into the circle that the three people had unconsciously created. She grabbed Ron's shoulder softly and dragged him up to the boys dormitory.

Ron placed himself on his four-poster bed and rested his head in his hands.

"No way!" Hermione could hear him mumble several of times. She leaned against one of the four walls and looked at him. She let him talk to himself and get it all of his chest.

"Ronald," she whispered after a while and walked towards him.

"Leave me alone!" he yelled without moving his head from his hands. Hermione wondered if he was crying. She thought to herself that she never had seen him cry before.

Hermione didn't have the energy to talk back, so instead she just left the room nearly making no sound at all.

The next two days Hermione spent running between Harry and Ron. They refused to speak a word to each other. Ron spent the most of his time with Pansy -in the Quidditch stands, in the corridors.. Anywhere where nobody would spot them together. And Harry made a relationship with Ginny official. They were, on the other hand, every where to be seen. Not in the Ron and Lavender way, but still every where.. People admired them as a couple and deeply wished they had a partner like that.

Hermione was very tired of the drama and just wanted her two best friends to talk to each other again. She had never believed Ron would get angry with Harry for being with Ginny; she always thought Ron would see it as a great solution.. At least after a day of thinking. But two days had passed and still nothing had happened.

Ginny was torn, but had chosen Harry over her own brother. She figured he'd come around at some point.

But when he didn't Ginny herself had to search through the castle on Monday to find Ron. She located him in the old girls bathroom -the one with Moaning Myrtle. She wondered why he would be in there.

"Ronald?" she asked and entered the nearly deserted bathroom. She had blurry memories of having been there in her first year -back with the Tom Riddle affair.

"Don't call me that," answered Ron after moments of silence. He sounded calm but also exhausted; not angry at all.

"Can we talk?"

"Yeah, sure. Sit down." He seemed far away in his thoughts.

Ginny took seat next to Ron on the cold floor that often was covered in water from the huge sink in the middle of the room.

"I understand why you're angry, but you must understand that we didn't plan this-"

"I'm not angry," he cut her off.

"You're not? I mean, that's good. That's great." She did not sound too enthusiastic about it though.

"I'm, what's the word, bloody confused. Why?"

"Why what?" Ginny frowned her beautiful and well structured nose.

"Why are you all of a sudden into the guy? And why exactly my best mate? There's tons of boys lining up for you! He might be the Chosen One and all.."

"So he is the Chosen One?" Ginny joked. Ron hit her softly on the side while they both chuckled.

"You were there!"

"I was just kidding," Ginny said, "and guys are not lining up for me!"

"Oh come on! Don't tell me you haven't seen how they all take an extra glare at you when you walk by!" Ron was chuckling.

Silence fled in for a while but it wasn't awkward at all.

"I've always liked him, you know," Ginny admitted after a while.

"Who, Harry? You have?"

Ginny's eyes widened.

"Don't tell me you didn't know! Haven't you seen how I constantly stare at him? Freeze when he''s around? I've done that ever since the first time I met him."

"Really? I guess they're all right -I am blind."

"Probably.."

Ginny and Ron's eyes met and they both smiled.

"I'm sorry-" they both said at the same time which made them burst into another chuckle.

"I'm sorry about how I reacted. Of course you can go out with Harry, but I can't promise you I can beat him up if he hurts you."

"I'll beat him up myself," grinned Ginny.

"Of course you will."