A/N: Fifty. Reviews.

Fifty.

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Ginny woke up with a start.

So did Harry.

Time for Plan A to commence.

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Ring, Ring, Ring!

Hermione's hand went to search for the off button while slowly getting up. It took her seconds for her brain to start functioning.

Time for Plan A to begin.

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Ron woke up to the yells of his mother telling them to go to the kitchen for breakfast. The first thought that went through his brain:

Blueberry waffles. Filled with warm syrupy taste of maple, and the rich chocolate eyes across from them.

Hermione Granger was going to fall for him. Hard. Now, to think of a Plan A.

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Szzzzzzzz

The warm and delightful smell of bacon fills the kitchen. Unfortunately, no one is noticing.

Hermione, for the first time in a while, is worrying about her NEWTs. Are they really as nastily exhausting as people proclaim them to be? Is the History of Magic portion as difficult as the Transfiguration? Will the test you on every thing you learnt, or everything they taught? Does this mean Divination will be on the exam?

Ron was too busy looking at the panic stricken face on Hermione. A familiar one to be sure.

"Hermione, are you alright?" This had cut the silence and snapped everyone out of their thoughts.

"What?" She looked up at him with surprise.

Ron looked her oddly. "I asked if you were alright."

"Oh, yes. Thank you for asking," she diverted her eyes from Ron and onto the curtained window.

Harry looked skeptical. Obviously she was worrying on the exams. They've seen that face one to many times to get that false. Amazing how she could think about that at a time like this.

"Ow!" Everyone turned to look at Ron. "Sorry, I bit my tongue." The all seemed to buy this and started to pay attention to Mrs. Weasley's pancakes she was currently serving.

He leaned to Harry and began to whisper. "What did you kick me for?"

"Do something!"

Ron narrowed his eyes. "Do what?"

Harry rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know, try to make conversation with Hermione!"

"And say what exactly?" He questioned.

"Think of something!" Harry yelled-whispered.

"So Hermione, how are the, um, pancakes?"

Hermione finished chewing and answered that they were quite good.

"Well that's good." He finished rather lamely.

Harry resisted the urge to band his head on the table.

Ginny didn't really pay attention. She was too busy thinking of how in Merlin's beard is she going to get Hermione to do half of the things she's thinking of.

All Mrs. Weasley was thinking about is how in the world did Nymphadora and Remus manage to be attracted to one another.

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After they all finished breakfast, Ginny told her to meet her in her room.

What could she possibly want to talk about? I hope it's not about the mess with her mum. The was something to forgive and forget.

Hermione sighed. She didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. With those apparent 'nastily exhausting wizarding tests' as most students like to call them in her mind, and the pressure of the day they go to Hogwarts being the last, and everything on top of that including Ron… What is she supposed to do about him? She had tried to convince herself many times again that it was just a crush and it will pass. She doubted a crush would take this long to leave.

When she got to Ginny's room, she knocked on the door. As the door opened, she started to explain that she didn't feel like talking to anyone before a grab on her wrist and pull into the room had cut her off.

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"Hello, little brother."

"Mind if we have a little chat?" The twins appeared on both Ron's sides and before he could say anything, he was grabbed by each arm and dragged to their room.

"Ow!" Ron exclaimed as he was threw onto George's bed.

Fred snorted. "You seem to say that a lot lately, don't you, Ron?"

"And each time it was probably the ache of his heart," George said dramatically.

"Poor Ronald," They sang.

"What do you want?" Ron asked while rubbing his head. The twins looked at each other.

"We've notices that you're tactics are rubbish," George said. "Rubbish!" Fred echoed.

"You need a little improvement on your works, you practically bored Hermione to death," Fred told him. An echo of 'death' from George was heard.

"You need a Plan B!" They said in unison.

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"This will never work!"

"Yes it will!"

"No it won't!"

"Yes it will!"

"You're setting up my demise, Ginny!"

"Oh, stop being melodramatic."

Hermione was pushed out of the room harshly. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She tried to pull down the skirt she was wearing a little farther down, when Ginny swatted her hand way.

"Don't play with it, you'll kill the masterpiece!"

"This is hardly a master-" Hermione was cut from finishing her sentence as she was practically pushed down the stairs. She pulled Ginny's hands away from her, and glared at her fiercely.

"I can walk on my own thank you!" She proceeded to walk down the stairs hugging the jacket close to her.

This will never work, Hermione thought. She'll end up embarrassing herself in front of Ron. "This is ridiculous." She hissed.

"No it's not!" Ginny hissed back.

Hermione thought Ginny's Plan B, was barely a good plan at all.

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"Stop it, stop it, Harry, stop!" Ron coughed. Cologne was sprayed everywhere and in Ron's opinion, it smelled horrible.

Harry looked agitated. "Ron, suck it up. Today your going to win her over. Did you hear me Ron? Today!"

George came from behind him and started to smooth out his hair. "You could at least fix yourself up a bit."

"This is the girl your probably going to spend your life with, and you aren't taking this at all seriously," Fred pointed out.

"When have you taken anything seriously in your life Fred? And I am taking this seriously. Breathing in excessive amounts of perfume does not make the situation serious," Ron retorted.

Harry, Fred and George stepped back. They seemed pretty impressed with themselves.

"We're done."

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A/N: There you go pplz. Another Chapter. Yay.

YAY!

Seriously though, if I didn't see that I had FIFTY reviews, this whole chapter wouldn't have been even thought up right now.

Let alone typed.

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