Order of the Phoenix Headquarters.
In The Boy Who Lived's bedroom, Harry was preparing for his routine trip out later to train with Fiendfyre.
"Will Albert really come teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Hermione had lost track of how many times she had brought it up in front of her two friends.
"Hermione, I know you're looking forward to seeing Albert again, but you've repeated yourself several times these past few days."
Ron, who had just put on his cloak, glared at Hermione unhappily, protesting the repeated assault on his ears.
"I—I just... it's very unlike Albert."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Ginny handed Harry a rain cloak, lest they run into heavy rain again after heading out.
England was still in its rainy season, and it could rain anywhere.
"Thanks, Ginny."
After checking his gear, Harry took the cloak Ginny offered and draped it over himself.
"You're welcome, Harry."
Ginny stepped closer as she spoke and suddenly kissed Harry on the cheek. Then, after making a face at Ron, whose expression had turned utterly foul, she walked away.
"You two are dating?"
Ron looked as though someone had punched him hard in the face.
"What?"
Harry was completely bewildered. He had not expected Ginny to kiss him first.
"Ron..."
Hermione had just started to speak when Ron raised a hand to stop her.
"You..."
"Shut up, Ron. You don't know anything."
Looking at Ron, who seemed to have become completely irrational, Hermione truly wanted to punch him and knock some sense into him.
"What don't I know?"
Ron was startled by Hermione's imposing manner.
"Can't you tell that Ginny likes Harry at all?" Hermione noticed the awkwardness on Harry's face and said softly, "Ginny has always liked you. I think you should..."
"I thought she just admired