Order of the Phoenix headquarters.
In the Saviour's dormitory, Harry was preparing for his routine trip out to train Fiendfyre.
"Will Albert really come teach us Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Hermione had lost count of how many times she had repeated that question in front of her two friends.
"Hermione, I know you're looking forward to seeing Albert again, but you've gone on about it several times over the past few days."
Having just thrown on his cloak, Ron glared at Hermione in displeasure, protesting the repeated assault on his ears.
"I—I just... it doesn't seem like Albert at all," Hermione said somewhat flusteredly.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Ginny handed Harry a raincloak, so they would not get caught in another downpour once they went outside.
Britain was still in the rainy season, and it could rain anywhere at any time.
"Thanks, Ginny."
After checking his gear, Harry took the cloak Ginny offered and put it on.
"You're welcome, Harry."
Ginny stepped closer as she spoke and suddenly kissed Harry on the cheek. Then, after pulling a face at Ron, whose expression had become utterly dreadful, she simply walked away.
"Are you two dating?"
Ron looked as though someone had punched him hard in the face. His expression was awful.
"What?"
Harry was completely bewildered. He had not expected Ginny to kiss him first.
"Ron..."
Hermione had just opened her mouth when Ron raised a hand to stop her.
"You..."
"Shut up, Ron. You don't know anything."
Looking at Ron, who had become rather unhinged, Hermione really wanted to punch him and knock some sense into him.
"What don't I know?"
Ron was startled by Hermione's intimidating manner.
"Can't you tell Ginny likes Harry at all?" Hermione noticed the awkward look on Harry's face and said softly, "Ginny