What You See Is What You Get...

Harry looked at his friend in pure dumbfoundedness. "Well, there's a big surprise! I think I'm gonna have a heart attack and die from that surprise!" (Well okay, insert "mock" for "pure".)

"What?" Ron asked, ears turning pink.

"Come on, it can't have taken you until now to realize that?" Harry said.

"You mean you knew?!"

"Oh Ron, everybody knew!"

"Then why didn't you tell me?! It would've been convenient to know before she turned into the hottest girl in school! Now I'm going to have to deal with competition, and I'll have absolutely no chance! I'll be left in the DUST!!"

"How could you have not known? I mean come on. You're always so angry at her for writing to Krum --"

Ron scowled. "She still writes him?!"

"You always start to blush excessively whenever you so much as mispronounce a word when you're around her. And not to mention the time she kissed you on the cheek before the Quidditch match," Ron smiled dazily. "You looked soo stoned."

Ron's expression changed immediately. "I DID NOT!"

"Yeah Ron," Harry chuckled. "You did. It was pretty funny."

"Well I! -- I... She! -- YOU!!"

"What about me?"

"If you knew I liked Hermione, why did you ask why I wanted to see her in the shower? HMMMM??? Answer me that!!" Ron had a crazy look in his eye.

"Ron, maybe you should stop that eyebrow from twitching."

"ANSWER!!"

"Well, I don't know. I'm sorry, I'm still learning the customs and life-styles of the wizarding world, but where I grew up," Harry said matter-of-factly. "It's not natural to want to see someone in the shower. Even if you do fancy them."

Ron stared at Harry blankly.

"Wow."

"What?"

"Those muggles sheltered you more than everyone thought." Ron patted Harry on the back in sympathy.

"Huh?"

"Don't worry about it old chum. I'm sure Fred and George can help you out. They know all about tha-"

-POP-

"Okay, our names were used, we are now officially allowed to join the conversation." George said.

"Dammit! Were you guys eavesdropping again!" Ron shouted at them.

"Yes indeed we were! Extendable Ears, Version 3.5! Cordless and invisible."

"Brilliant, us."

"I suppose." Ron snorted in annoyance.

The twins ignored Ron's comment and turned to Harry. "Now," said Fred. "You're going to come with us."

"Yeah. We've got some educating to do." With that, Harry was reluctantly lead out of the room to leave Ron with all the thoughts racing through his head.

Meanwhile, Luna had finished in the shower, got ready for bed, and went up to Ginny's room, where all three girls were sleeping. After Ginny left to go get some munchies and drinks, Luna turned to Hermione and said, "You know, you really ought to keep that boy on a leash. Needs to be locked up, that one. Whenever he's horny and you're not around, he goes for the first thing he can find."

Hermione had an inkling as to who Luna was talking about, but didn't want to jump to any conclusions too quickly. "I'm not quite sure what you're talking about. What exactly do you mean?"

"Well I was in the shower, and your boyfriend came in to get a little peep show. Oh, I guess I could've prevented it, Ron coming in, but I honestly thought it was Harry."

"What? He - Ron's not my boyfriend!"

"He's not?" Luna said, with utmost surprise, eyes wide. "I thought by now you two would've gotten together for sure. Well Merlin's beard Hermione, just what is it that you two are waiting for?"

"We - we're not waiting for anything! I have absolutely no idea as to what you're talking about. Me and Ron - I mean Ron and I - we're just - just friends! That's all!"

Luna just stared at Hermione. "Right. And He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is Harry's uncle. Stop kidding yourself Hermione. You like him, he obviously likes you. There's nothing missing here."

"Oh really?" Hermione screamed. "What is it that makes you think that he could possibly be interested in me? Huh?!"

"What, are you blind?" Luna rolled her eyes and continued. "He's so jealous of Victor Krum, when you kissed him that one time before his Quidditch match in fifth year, he couldn't stop drooling, and now, he can't keep his eyes off of you."

"Yeah. Now he can't keep his eyes off me. Can't keep his eyes off my chest is more like it. And besides, even if all that is true, what makes you think I want anything to do with him?"

"UGH! Hermione! Why do you have to keep fighting your urges and temptations? So Ron isn't the model student, doesn't get top marks, he's not exactly the prettiest thing on Earth, and he can whip your arse at Wizard's Chess. You. Like. Him. You two just fit. Like a comfortable pair of shoes."

"I! - Well the thing is - We -" But Hermione couldn't find the words to finish her sentence. She wanted to fight back, but she knew this is exactly what she'd been thinking since fourth year. The two girls were now standing up in the middle of the room. Hermione looked down at her feet. As she did this, Ginny reentered the room.

"Woah. What did I miss?" she chuckled.

Hermione looked back up at Luna and smiled. "He is so! Pretty."

"Now that's more like it!" Luna smiled back.

"Who's pretty?" Ginny asked.

"Your brother," said Luna, matter-of-factly.

"Gee! Thanks for clearing that up!" Ginny said sarcastically. "Might I ask, which one? I have six, you kn --"

"Ron..." Hermione answered her dreamily.

"Oh, FINALLY!" Ginny cried. "I can't believe it took you that long to admit it!"

Luna nodded. "Yeah, now if we can just get him to do the same."

MEANWHILE...

Mister and Misses Granger had made their destination: Hawaii, USA. They had heard it was rather nice from a lot of their neighbors and friends, and decided to go themselves. They had so far attended a luau, a short cruise around the different islands on a yacht, and walked around the different little towns, seeing all the touristy things.

Tonight, however, was just a stroll up and down the sand, and relaxing on the beach to watch the sunset on the Pacific Ocean. They had a blanket spread out, a bottle of wine and some pineapples & creme to snack on, and enjoyed the company of each other, talking, watching the light leave their side of the world.