AN: Ha, I'm really bad at this whole updating thing. My light bulb blew a fuse. I hope you guys still like it though!

"Can I help with anything, Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione asked as she walked down the stairs. She was absolutely exhausted, having stayed up half the night to think of her situation. It really wasn't that big of a deal… except for the fact that it dealt with her ultimate happiness. All this once-in-a-lifetime bullshit is really starting to get to her.

"Sure, sweetheart. It would be great if you can set the table. Everyone should be up soon," the red-haired woman replied. She'd always liked Hermione, who was currently diligent at the task to which she was assigned. The girl was always eager to help others and was just so clever. Everything a Weasley is. In fact, it was no secret that Molly Weasley had a secret agenda for her youngest son's best friend. Any one of her sons would do. She couldn't wait to have a bushy-haired redhead running around the house. "So, Hermione… Have you ever thought about having a relationship?"

She practically dropped her plates when she heard the question. Was this a sign? No one had ever asked her about her relationship situation before… Suddenly her hands became sweaty and she could feel her nerves on their ends. What if Mama Weasley didn't approve of her and Percy? What if she wanted someone who was… well, like Fleur? Oh wait, no, never mind. Ms. Delacour was definitely on Molly's "people-to-maim" list. Nervously, she replied, "Um, not really. I'm just concentrated on my work right now." 'Unless you count the epiphany I had about your son.'

"Oh well, that's a shame. You're getting to be that age where you really should find someone. I can always help you if you want. I know plenty of eligible bachelors…" 'Oh, like Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron… just to name a few'

'How about your son?' "Oh, that's really quite all right. I've always found being set up really awkward." Just as she was putting the glasses down, she saw the guy who had kept her up all night descending the stairs. Eyes locked and there was only one thing that crossed both their minds. 'Damn, what now?' "Good morning, Percy," she said carefully, as she tried to keep the tremors out of her voice.

He nodded in return, not really able to say anything. He sat down at the table while his mother filled his plate, all the while complaining how thin he was becoming. All those hours at work, she would say. "How was your date last night, Percy?" asked his curious mother. He knew she couldn't wait for him to take a wife. She always did push any available woman towards him. Now he knew where Ginny gets it from.

"It was… interesting. But things just didn't work out… I'm sure you should be glad for it."

"Why, was she that awful?"

"Well, HE-"

"Okay, you can stop there. Sometimes Ginny just gets a bit out of hand. Stop fussing, Hermione dear, and sit down. Have a bite. You're thinning out yourself. You two would make a matching pair of tooth picks." At this, they both blushed and Molly, being the secretly devious woman that she is, spotted this right away. "Well, you two enjoy and I'm going to go get the others." 'Away from the kitchen so you can have alone time… Oh, Molly, you are a genius indeed.'

After two minutes of awkward silence and random efforts to start a conversation, the two of them gave up, their morale as low as ever. "She's not coming back, is she?" Hermione asked as she picked nervously at her bacon.

'Don't act so enthusiastic to be alone with me. No, wait Percy, no sarcasm! Stay positive. Positive, right. Think of something to say, stat!' "Nope. I'm sorry, my mother can be quite a nut sometimes when she gets a crazy idea." 'Damn it! That's what you do when you have nothing to say? Insult your mother? Besides, you just insinuated that she is trying to set you guys up! But… she totally…was… That's not the point! Gah! Why am I so stupid? New Mrs. Weasley? I'm lucky if I haven't scared her out of the house! Ugh, why am I getting so angry?'

'Crazy, well, gee thanks! I feel like grumbling. Grr… what? Am I not good enough to be set up with him? Oh don't be ridiculous, he's just being natural and you're being paranoid. So what?' "Right…" Another awkward silence.

"So you're agreeing with me that my mother's crazy? Well, that's not very nice to say about someone who takes you in!" 'No, I didn't mean that!'

Hermione's jaw dropped open. She'd never known Percy to be so rude or hostile! Well if he's going to be that way… "Give me a break, don't act all self righteous when you're the one who said it!" 'Oh perfect, this is just perfect.'

As they wracked their brains, trying to figure out a solution to the predicament they'd gotten themselves into, the same thought crossed both their minds. 'What now?'

MEANWHILE…

"MOM! LET ME OUT! I WANT TO EAT! I'M STARVING!" Ron yelled as he pounded on his bedroom door.

"Oh shush! This is for you brother and your best friend's happiness! Besides, you eat too much anyway. You're getting a bit flabby around the middle as it is!" Molly said as she firmly secured the charms against the doors.

"What about my stomach's happiness! And oh yea, I'm NOT FAT!"