Complicated Disclaimer: Characters belong to J K Rowling.
Rating: PG


It's just – oh, everything seems so complicated. It's all a mess.

It's not as bad as you think, Ginny.

It is. There's the fact that she's the girl Harry's been crazy about for years, for a start.

Oh, we don't know that he still likes her.

I'm sure he does. She's rather attractive.

So you keep telling me. But you got over your crush on him, after all. He's probably done the same.

But still –

Ginny, there isn't a problem here. It's not complicated. You like her, she likes you, she's told you so. It's really very simple.

I just don't want him to be upset –

Well, he hardly has a right to be, does he? It's your business, and hers.

Still – it's complicated, Hermione.

Don't be silly. If I was, say, secretly lusting after you – now that would be a complication. This – this isn't complicated at all.

But –

Tell her you love her.

I don't think I can.

Of course you can. You've wanted to tell her for weeks. Go on. I know you can do it.

You're just sick of hearing me go on about her, aren't you?

Oh, don't be – well. Maybe a little.

I knew it.

Just go confess your undying love for Cho, okay?

Okay.

Well. Go on!

Hermione?

Yeah?

Have you ever – you know – told someone that?

No.

Was there ever anyone you wanted to tell it to?

Ginny, just go talk to her.

I want to know . . .

It's not important!

Maybe it is.

It's not.

Don't make me –

What?

Oh.

Yeah.

That was . . . um. Nice.

Really?

Yeah.

See, I told you this was complicated.