A/N: Okay, this was one of my first stories. I just can't delete it, but it's your typical first fic with some clichès and perhaps a little OoC and stuff. ;) But don't get fooled by Mr Gary Stu here! There's more to him than you think...
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, because that's all Jo's.
“I can’t believe we’re going to start our sixth year!” Hermione Granger said. She looked over at her best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. They were in the Hogwarts Express and had been lucky enough to find an empty compartment.
“Yeah, I know,” Harry said. “It’s like yesterday I watched the Hogwarts Express on platform 9 3/4, 11 years old. And it's like yesterday I saw you two for the first time..."
“And you came in to us, like a bossy little know-it-all,” Ron said to Hermione.
“Oh, I’m a little know-it-all, am I?” Hermione hissed.
“Well, you are.”
“At least, I’m not a git!”
“I’m not a git! Just because you’re so smart and clever…”
Harry rolled his eyes. Why doesn't this surprise me? he thought dully.
Just when Hermione was about to snap back at Ron, the compartment door slid open. A boy came in. He was tall and handsome. He had dark hair and blue eyes. He also had a very big, white smile which showed all of his perfect teeth.
“Hello. It’s full everywhere else. Can I sit here?”
“Of course!” Hermione said, smiling. Ron scowled.
“Thanks. I’m Peter Hanson, by the way. In Ravenclaw. ”
“I’m Hermione Granger,” she said. She was staring at Peter. “Oh… and this is Harry Potter and Ron... Ron Weasley.”
“Pleasure,” he said, looking at her. “And you didn’t need to tell me that. I knew who you were at once I saw you. Famous Potter, the boy who lived (and a very good seeker too). Ronald Weasley, you’re the Gryffindors' keeper. Awesome in the last match. ‘Weasley is our king’, you know.” Ron tried to smile, but failed. Peter didn’t notice though, because he was now, again, glancing at Hermione. “And, of course, I know who you are. Hermione Granger, the smartest student in the school. Why aren’t you in my house? Then we could’ve been good friends. Very good friends,” he said, winking at her.
She blushed when she heard that. “It doesn’t matter what house we’re in. We can still be friends,” she said, smiling broadly.
Harry didn’t know why, but he had a feeling that Ron was going to explode soon, so he changed the way this conversation almost was going to take. “Are you new here? I can’t remember I've seen you before,” he said.
“Well, there’s a lot of students at Hogwarts, you know. I’m about to start my seventh year. In Ravenclaw, like I told you,” Peter said, still smiling. How could he smile like that? Harry had a feeling that he had met someone like Peter before. But who could it be?
They were sitting there in a couple of hours, and talked about stuff. Harry noticed that Ron wasn’t speaking as much as the others. He just sat there, with his arms in cross, and glared at Hermione every time Peter said something funny, making her laugh. Actually, he stared at them all the time.
Suddenly, Hermione jumped up, terrified. “Ron! Our prefect duties! And we were supposed to be at the meeting with the Head Boy and the Head Girl and the other prefects two hours ago! Oh, Ron, why didn’t you remember?!”
“I didn’t remember? Well, you’re supposed to remember, too!”
“But- er- I do everything else! You can do one single thing sometimes, perhaps?” Hermione looked as though she understood how pathetic that sounded.
“Maybe, but you could’ve remembered too!”
“I – I was… busy. I had much on my mind, like Pe - I mean… all my books!" She flushed. "You’ve got almost no one!”
“So… This is your boyfriend?” Peter interrupted the fight. It looked as though he wasn't too happy.
The compartment fell silent. Both Hermione and Ron blushed. They looked at each other, which made them blush even more.
“No…” Hermione muttered. It sounded as though she had her mouth stuffed with potatoes.
“Pardon?” Peter said.
“No, he’s not my boyfriend,” she said, some clearer.
“So, you’re single?” Peter said, hopefully.
“Brilliant! So am I.” He smiled at Hermione.
Ron cleared his throat. “Weren’t you crazy about that prefect-thing?”
“Don’t worry!” Peter said. “I'm the new Head Boy, and the meeting is actually…” He sent his watch a little look. “Oh god! Now!”
“Let’s hurry!” Ron said.
“You're really Head Boy?” Hermione asked. “Then you have to be very smart…”
“What? I thought you had figured out that a long time ago.” Peter pretended he was hurt, but started laughing. Hermione giggled, and Ron rolled his eyes.
“Come on!” Ron said. “Or are you two too busy snogging?” It looked as though he had no idea why he had said that.
“Ron!” Hermione said angrily. “I can’t believe you said that!”
“Does it look like we’re snogging?” Peter asked with raised eyebrows.
“Maybe not. But you’re flirting…”
“Well, there I… agree,” Peter said in a whisper, so Hermione couldn’t hear.
“Bye, Harry,” he said louder. “Oh, hello, young lady. Who are you?”
“This is Ginny Weasley,” Hermione said. “Ginny, this is Peter Hanson.”
“Nice to meet you,” Ginny said, blushing.
What's wrong with that guy? Harry thought. Both Hermione and Ginny fell for him at one second!
Peter, Ron and Hermione waved at Harry and Ginny, and ran away, so they could reach the prefect-meeting.
“Then it’s just the two of us,” Harry said, looking at Ginny, who shut the door.
“Yeah… Did you see that Peter Hanson? Gorgeous!” Ginny said, smiling.
“Yeah, I’ve seen him, because I’ve been speaking to him for hours.”
“Why didn’t you come to me? Why didn't you tell me? He’s just so hot!”
Harry, who found it a little unusual to talk like that when you had a boyfriend, asked, “Um… Aren’t you with Dean?”
“No, we broke up a couple of weeks ago. And besides, it’s Hermione he likes (I mean Peter likes her. I don’t think Dean does like her, because he's with Padma). I saw it at once I did see them! And poor Ron! Or poor… He should’ve done something ages ago!”
“What’re you talking about? Poor… Ron?”
“What?! You haven’t realized he likes Hermione?”
“RON likes… Hermione?!” Harry yelled. “God, what a shock…”
“Shock? Honestly, Harry, I didn’t know you were that thick.”
“Yes! It’s so obvious! All the fights and that Viktor-thing… He was jealous! He wanted to go to the ball with Hermione, and then his favourite Quidditch-player came with her…”
“But I thought Ron just wanted that I should win the tournament..?” Harry felt confused.
“He had to say something! He couldn’t just tell her his feelings there at that time. Not even Ron is that stupid… And now he’s jealous again, at that handsome Peter-guy who chats up the girl he fancies!” Ginny finished, with a look at Harry.
He was mouthing like a goldfish. Quickly, he shut his mouth. “How do girls know things like this? Every girl I meet can read people's minds!”
“Harry, I can’t read minds. I just told you what Ron feels, and it’s obvious that he likes Hermione!”
Harry tried to calm himself down. Take deep breaths, he thought. He took a deep breath. Ah. Better. It all made sense when he thought about it. Ron and Hermione. He supported it. He knew the pair of them never would let him be outside of the 'trio', so he was not scared of that. He wanted his two friends the best.
An hour later Hermione, Ron and Peter came back.
“Who was that Head Girl? I think she likes you,” Hermione said to Peter.
“Oh, that’s Caroline Dawson, from Hufflepuff. I can’t believe that Dumbledore chose her! She’s an idiot, she can’t do anything right! I bet Cho would've done a much better Head Girl.”
Harry looked around at him very fast. “Cho? Cho Chang?”
“Yeah. What about her?”
“Harry was going out with her last year,” Ron explained.
“Oh. Not anymore?” Peter asked.
“No. I don’t like her anymore. She’s with Michael Corner. At least I think she is. Maybe she’s got a new one now.” Harry said. He felt something on his hand. With surprise in his face, he looked up at Ginny who held it.
“Hermione, can I have a talk with you?” Ron said to Hermione. His ears went a little red.
“Sure.” She looked a little puzzled, but followed him out of the compartment. She shut the door and went after him. Ginny and Harry felt excited. It would've been really great if he told Hermione now. Because if Ron told her, and she liked him back, then maybe... Then maybe I don't have any reason to watch screaming Hermiones and yelling Rons in big fights in the future! Harry thought. He fancied the thought.
After a while, they heard yelling. They could hear some words too, like ‘Vicky’, ‘Peter’ and ‘you’re so thick, Ron!’ Ginny and Harry sighed. This wasn’t the ‘out with feelings’ talk they hoped would come. Luckily, Peter was asleep, so he hadn’t heard a single word, not even his own name.
Hermione came in, red in her face, muttering, “He doesn’t get it. He just doesn’t get it.”
Ginny and Harry looked at each other.
This is going to be interesting, Harry thought, and when he saw the look on Ginny’s face, he knew that she was thinking the same.