Title: Girl Help

Genre: Humor/ Romance

Category: Short Story

Summary:PreHBP While up in the Common Room late at night, Ron comes to Harry and Hermione for girl help. Little does he know, that the advice Hermione gives him comes in handy for another boy at the same time. HarryHermione. RonParvati.

Cryst: Dedicated to Kaity, cause I promised her I'd do a HHr one-shot for her. Hope you like it Kaity! It's five chapters.

Girl Help

Chapter 1: The Advice

It was late at night in the red and gold decked Common Room. Hermione was in a large fluffy red armchair reading up on her Potions assignment due the next morning, and her best friend Harry was on the couch, reading the strategy book for his next Quidditch match against Ravenclaw.

Hermione tutted at him.

"Harry, you really should be studying for your O.W.L.S., you know. Instead of--"

"Preparing for my Quidditch game and possibly risking extreme fatalities? Don't think so..." Hermione smiled. Harry had always been one for Quidditch. Sighing, she ran a hand through her ringlets and continued studying. She was not losing any valuable points or studymaterial that could possibly beon her O.W.L.S.

Harry looked at her. He couldn't possibly feel this way for her, I mean, she was his friend! His friend, and that's all she's ever see him as. He sighed, looking through his playbook and occasionally watching her run her fingers through her hair. It looked so soft. His eyes turned to the door, where he saw Ron emerge.

"Harry, I need your help." Ron said, marching over to his friend. Hermione didn't even look up.

"Harry, I like Parvati." He told him. Harry smiled smugly.

"You should, Ron. She's a fellow Gryffindor." Ron smacked him.

"Harry, I like her more than any fellow Gryffindor in here. I have a crush on her, you dolt." Ron said, plopping down next to him. Harry smiled.

"Really now? Our Ronnie is growing up.." Harry said, smiling at Ron, who was turning pink.

"I don't know what to do, I mean, everything I do she never notices it the way I mean for her to."

"I think we need a girl for this." Harry said, standing up and yanking Hermione out of her chair.

"Hey! My papers! Harry, your interrupting my studies! Quit it!" He let her go, as she sat on the couch.

"What is this about?" Hermione asked Ron irately, as Harry sat down next to her.

"I kinda have a crush on Parvati." Hermione smiled a bit. "And Harry thinks we need a girl's opinion on it."

"I'm flattered you chose me and all, but--"

"--her books can wait long enough for her best friend in the whole wizarding world. Right, 'Mione?" Harry asked. She glared.

"I'll get you later, Potter. Well, let's see? What have you tried?"

"Well, I've studied with her." Hermione smiled.

"Well, pay attention to her! When she's talking, look at her. Not at the book, or the table. Her. Then she'll know you're listening to her." Hermione told him.

"Okay, and I've sat next to her at lunch." Ron told her shyly. He still wasn't too keen on letting his best girl friend know about his crushes.

"Well, strike up a conversation. Compliment her clothes, and her makeup, anything she has on. Not her jewelry, though. Just tell her that you like her shirt, or her pants, or the way she brushed her hair." Hermione added.

"She'll feel that you actually mean it if you really like her."

"Got it. Well, I had to work with her in Divination." Hermione groaned. Harry snickered at her.

"Well, when your working on that rubbish, you can just tell her before you start 'predicting' stuff that you think her's is going to be good, or that you hope she gets a good one. She'll appreciate that you're trying to show her you care about her interests."

"A girl likes it when you're interesting in what she's doing." Hermione advised.

"Okay, thanks again, Hermione!" Ron said, bolting up the dormitory steps.

"Ron, you never even said thanks a first time..." She shook her head.

"I'm going to sleep. Night Harry." She told him, gathering her books up.

"Have a good sleep." He said absently. His mind was still processing the things she had told Ron. 'Hm... Time to put the advice to the test.' he thought, before retiring to bed.

The next morning was a Hogsmeade day. It was time for breakfast, and Hermione looked for Ron, but he wasn't in the Common Room.

"We're escorting ourselves to breakfast I guess, Harry." Hermione told him. He smiled and they sent off, not without Hermione grabbing her cloak.

Entering the Great Hall, Ron ran up to them.

"I asked her to Hogsmeade!" He said excitedly. "And she said yes!" Hermione hugged him.

"I'm so happy, Ron. How?" Hermione sat down with a piece of toast in her hand, listening intently to Ron's strategy.

"Striking up conversation does make you less nervous, Hermione!" He told her happily. Breakfast was cheery. Ron and Hermione seemed to be going over every aspect of the date. Hermione was thrilled for Ron. She was. But it seemed like Harry lacked excitement. 'Wasn't he happy?' She'd just ask him about it later.

Harry watched Hermione and Ron talk avidly. He sighed. Why didn't Hermione talk to him like that? Or maybe she did, and he didn't pay attention. He sighed again. He'd just take her advice into his own hands.

Chapter 1: The Advice

Girl Help

Cryst: Okay, this is the first installment of Girl Help. Four more chapters left! Next chapter, The Date. Harry and Hermione monitor Ron's date, while Harry takes a few baby steps in the direction called 'Hermione'. Hopefully, he's not reading the wrong compass... Read and Review Please!

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