A small one shot I came up with in half an hour. Disclaimer: not mine. Please check out my other stories!

About a boy

Hermione Granger was a very perceptive witch. She knew that Susan Bones had a crush on Michael Corner, but that Michael Corner liked Hannah Abbot. She knew that Filch often snuck into the Library at night to rendezvous with Madam Pince. She knew that Luna liked Neville, but he had no clue. It seemed these days that the one you like was never the one to like you. As soon as she met Ginny properly, moments after she was sorted into Gryffindor, she knew that she had a thing for Harry Potter, who along with Ron was suspiciously missing from the Great Hall. The timid ginger haired girl sat across from Hermione, and she watched how she looked up and down the table, multiple times, looking for the boy that lived. Of course, her brother was missing too, but she looked more disappointed than distressed, and one could only assume this was about a boy.

"Hi, I'm Hermione, Harry and Ron's friend, you don't know where they are do you?"

"Hi, Ginny Weasley, no...I was hoping someone here would know actually"

Hermione huffed, and the following morning at breakfast, her suspicions were confirmed. It seemed Ginny Weasley and butter did not mix. They were sitting eating toast and bacon when Harry and Ron appeared at the Great Hall doors. Ginny caught sight of Harry, and whipped out a hand held mirror, smoothing down her hair and checking she had no food around her mouth. Hermione smiled. She knew what was happening here. Harry sat down next to Ginny, much to Hermione's amusement, and before Ginny even stood a chance at saying "Good Morning", she leant over and placed her elbow straight in the butter dish. Harry and Ron, however, didn't seem to notice, and Hermione watched as she tried, and failed, to wipe it off. Hermione sighed, flicked her wand underneath the table and Ginny watched, astonished as the butter disappeared. She looked at Hermione gratefully and smiled back, her face as red as her hair.

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They sat at breakfast, Hermione still going on about that dreadful Half Blood Prince book, much to Ron's annoyance. Harry chewed on a sausage and shook his head. He had enough on his plate, he didn't really need Hermione berating him once more. I mean, there was nothing wrong with the book really, not when you look at the bigger picture, thought Harry. There was loads of good stuff that it could...loads...comes in use...what was I saying again?

Ginny Weasley was walking towards them from the Great Hall entrance, and Harry lost his ability to chew. She sat down beside them, scolding Ron for kicking her under the table, and reached across Harry for some hash browns and toast. Hermione watched as Ginny leant across him, how he visibly swallowed and his eyes surveyed her frame.

"Hey Ron, did I tell you, Bill and Fleur have set a date for the wedding, 1st of August"

"Oh great, middle of the summer in flamin' dress robes. Sounds like fun" he said sarcastically.

"I think it will be" Hermione said "It will give us all a chance to dress up. You still have that little black dress Ginny? You could wear that"

Hermione smirked as she observed Harry, he nearly choked on his bacon at the words 'Little black dress'.

"Nope, doesn't fit anymore. Muriel would probably have a heart attack when she saw the neck line anyway. Bit low cut for her standards" she chuckled.

Harry leant a bit too far to the left, and stuck his elbow straight in the butter dish. Hermione smirked. How predictable! Harry unsuccessfully tried to wipe away the butter off his black school jumper. Hermione rolled her eyes and flicked her wand under the table. Harry watched in amazement as the butter disappeared, and looked up to see Hermione's smug expression. He suppressed a smile, embarrassed to the very core, and said that he had to be somewhere. Hermione watched as he and Ron walked away.

"Is there something you're not telling me?" Ginny asked.

Hermione laughed "Oh no, you will know soon enough"

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