AN: I don't own anything... yadda yadda yadda...

Hermione didn't know how it all started. It was just one simple question that got way out of hand. She didn't even know what possessed her to tell the truth.

'Why did I tell them?' She asked herself that afternoon as she was sitting on her bed, brushing her hair.

It all started when, just an hour before, Lavender and Parvati came barging into the room with bags full of all sorts of stuff from Hogsmeade.

"Hey, did you buy the whole town?" Hermione said to her friends, as well as roommates.

"I wish we could!" Lavender said as she plopped down on her bed, dropping her shopping bags on the floor beside her.

"Hermione, Lav and I were talking. We were just saying how Lav likes Ron and I like Dean. Who do you like? We told you who we like, the least you can do in return is tell us who YOU like!" Parvati said as she sat down next to Hermione on her bed.

Hermione just looked at her in silence for a minute. 'Can I trust her? Will she tell him? What if he already likes someone else?' She thought to herself.

"Oh come on, Hermione! Just tell us! We know you like SOMEONE!" Lavender said as she went through one of the many bags on the floor by her bed.

"If you don't tell us we'll go steal some of Snape's truth potion and force feed you it!" Parvati said while giggling.

"Or we will go to Professor Trelawney and she if she knows!" Lavender added, also giggling.

"You don't seriously believe her, do you?" Hermione ask. She had this conversation with them numerous times before. She didn't see how they could possibly believe someone who acted so much like, well, herself (meaning Trelawney).

"Hermione, who do you like?" Parvati said, trying to get to the point.

"Alright, I'll tell you. BUT, you have to promise not to tell ANYONE!" Hermione said, shaking her finger at her best girl-friends.

"Okay, okay, so, who is it?" Lavender asked while raising her eyebrows.

"Harry," Hermione said simply. She figured that the girls were just going to keep bugging her about it until she told them anyway, so she might as well give in now.

"I knew it!" Parvati exclaimed.

"So, are you ever going to tell him how you feel? You've been friends with him for like, six years now... you're pretty close to him," Lavender said, winking.

"Are you crazy!? You have got be joking! I could never tell him how I feel! I'd be WAY to humiliated, what if he doesn't feel the same way? I'd just die, because he is one of my very best friends, and I don't want to lose that. So you can NOT tell him! You understand?!" Hermione said, her voice raising a pitch. She had stood up when Lavender finished talking, and she was now pacing the room with her hands behind her back.

"Calm down, Hermione. How do you know he doesn't feel the same way about you as you do about him?" Lavender asked.

"Will you PLEASE stop pacing? It's driving me crazy over here!" Parvati said as she threw her hands up in the air.

"Great Merlin!" Lavender cried out all of a sudden.

"What?" Hermione and Parvati both said in unison, wondering what Lavender was talking about.

"I have got the most brilliant idea ever!" she squealed in excitement.

"Well then, don't keep it to yourself, spill it!" Parvati said, getting up and sitting next to Lavender.

"Well, first, we find out who Harry likes. Then, if it is indeed Hermione, we have a game thing for him to figure out who it is that has a crush on him! Of course, this would be Hermione. That way, he would be happy, because he likes Hermione and he finds out that Hermione likes him. And Hermione will be happy because she finds out that Harry likes her, and she doesn't have to be the one to tell him," Lavender said, mostly to Parvati. But then she turned to Hermione and said, "And, we won't be breaking our promise of not telling him. So everybody wins."

"Wait, if we find out that Harry likes Hermione. Why don't we just tell Hermione, and have her tell Harry?" Parvati asked.

"Because, this is so much more fun!" Lavender squealed. "What do you say, Hermione?"

"Um, well..." Hermione said as she twirled a piece of her hair between her fingers in thought, "I suppose... BUT you can only go through with this IF he likes me. And you have a reliable source on it, not Trelawney!"

Lavender and Parvati laughed at the last bit.

"Deal!" Lavender exclaimed while high-fiving Parvati.

The next day, Lavender and Parvati were sitting on a couch by the fire in the common room when Harry entered, covered in sweat from quidditch practice.

"Oh, hey, Harry!" Lavender said, waving in his direction. Parvati giggled, but Harry didn't notice.

"Hey, Lavender. What's up?" Harry asked as he walked up to them, leaning his broomstick against the back of the couch.

"Well. Parvati and I were talking. We were wondering who the lucky girl is," Lavender replied.

"What do you mean, what lucky girl?" Harry asked, confused.

"The girl that you have a crush on of course!" Parvati said.

"What?" Harry asked again.

"Who do you like? Is she a Gryffindor?" Lavender said while raising her eyebrows.

"Why?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Because, we have a bet going on. Parvati said that she would do my homework for a week if I guessed correctly!" Lavender lied.

"Oh. Who did you guess?" Harry inquired, curious as to whom she would think he would like.

"Ginny," Parvati said, playing along. She knew that Harry didn't like her, and if Parvati had "guessed" correctly, she didn't want Harry to notice that she wasn't doing Lavender's homework.

"Oh, well then I'm sorry, Lavender. Because I don't like Ginny, not like that anyway," Harry said as he ran a hand through his messy black hair, causing it to become even more disheveled than before.

"Darn. Then who is it?" Lavender said, while giving Parvati a look.

"Promise not to tell anyone?" Harry asked, narrowing his eyes in seriousness.

"I promise," Lavender said, while Parvati, however, remained silent.

"I like Hermione. But you can't tell anyone, because I think Ron likes her too, and he would get upset if he knew I liked her," Harry responded.

"Ah," was Lavender's reply.

Harry then walked up to his dorm room to change and get ready for lunch.

Meanwhile, Lavender and Parvati raced to their dorm room, to talk to Hermione.

"Hermione!" Lavender yelled out as she opened the door.

"What? You don't have to yell, I'm only five feet away!" Hermione said, looking up from her book as she sat on her bed.

"We found out who Harry likes!" Lavender squealed out in delight.

"Yeah! It's you! Harry likes you!" Parvati said, also squealing.

"Are you serious?" Hermione said, turning to look at her friends, hoping they weren't lying.

"Yup, he just told us! Is he a reliable source for you?" Lavender said while sitting down next to Hermione.

"Yes. Okay then, what is the plan? For your game thing I mean," Hermione asked.

"Well, we were discussing this last night, when you went to the library. We came up with a brilliant idea!" Parvati said, as she too sat down by Hermione on the bed.

For the next hour, the three girls finalized their plans for the perfect game to get Harry and Hermione together.