This idea came from a couple of posts in this thread.

The credit goes entirely to Liu, who started this:

Harry went to check on Ron and Hermione. What he saw shocked him, to say the least. They were locked in a passionate kiss and afterwards, they just held each other, impervious to Harry's interruption.

"Hermione, I love you! Sorry about not respecting you since we first met, and always arguing with you, ignoring your opinion. Forgive me about the hard time I gave you over Krum, forget fraternizing with the enemy! It turns out I was jealous! Whoulda thunk it! Sorry about going out with Lavender because she liked me. Sorry about 6 years of bickering! Turns out that was sexual tension!"

"Ron, It turns out I love you too! Sorry it took me a whole year just to figure that out. Sorry about not respecting you, always placing Harry's safety above yours, always caring for Harry more, always thinking Harry is important, always talking about Harry. Sorry about the birds by the way... I'm glad we never talked about that."

They kissed again, repulsed and shocked, Harry walked out. In fact, he didn't think he'd be more shocked if Voldermot called round and offered to settle everything over a pint of butterbeer.

"Harry! Wake up!"
"Wha-"
"You look....unsettled...."
"Yeah I had a weird dream"
"Well, tell me!"
"Nah, you'd just call me delusional"

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My idea is for us H/Hr usual users of this forum to continue this story with our ideas. Everyone at a time adds his idea and the story grows! What do you think?

Here goes my continuation:

"Come on. It can't be that wei ------ OMG, was it Voldemort?!"
"No. It was... someone else."
"Someone else? Who?"
"It was just a dream. Nothing serious. I'm fine, really."
"[unconvinced] Well... if you say so..."
Harry yawned and scratched the back of his head. His mind was still connected to the dream. It looked so real... And besides the fact that he had just witnessed a sample of what could happen if Ron and Hermione hooked up, one scenario he would rather not witness ever again, he wondered how the bloody gargoyles did he always have to see pumpkins flying around him wherever he went. Looking around he found the answer: he had just slept in a pumpkin patch.

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How will you continue?

harry walked down to the great hall and saw Hermione eating toast.
Ron came and sat next to her. "Pass me the butter Hermione" Ron said smiling cheerfully.
Harry's eyes narrowed. Why were they being so friendly all of a sudden.

Wait a minute, am I over reacting? No there goes Ron making sheep eyes at Hermione. or am I imagining things. Harry glared at them.

Of course Harry wanted them both to be happy, but he didn't want to lose his two best friends because they wanted to have a snog fest.

Harry put his fork down a little harder then he expected.
Ron and Hermione looked up. "What's wrong" they said in unison.
"Nothing" Harry said quickly.

What could he possibly do. That dream was so horrible, but he didn;t want to ruin their friendship either.
What if they really did like each other, Harry tought.

They could just as easily like someone else, a small voice answered in Harry's head.

Harry didn;t know what to do. If he let things go as they are, the nightmare could become a reality. Harry shuddered.

Suddenly Harry stood up. He couldn't take looking at them anymore. Hermione and Ron looked at him in surprise, wondering what could have ruined his mood so much, so quickly.

Harry noticed how they were looking at him and said, "I just need a little fresh air."

He quickly walked out of the Great Hall, leaving them looking at him in confusion. He let his feet lead him wherever they would take him, and he ended up in front of the lake.

How could I have been so stupid!? I've seen signs that they've fancied each other for the longest time, and I've just been ignoring them. And they're my best friends. Shouldn't I be happy for them? Harry thought, inwardly knowing that even if he should not interfere if they wanted to be together, he really couldn't stand it if Hermione was anyone else's but his.

He angrily kicked some stones into the lake, cursing his bad luck with girls.

"Harry!" someone called.

"Look, I'm really not in the mood - " Harry started saying, but suddenly cut off when he realized it was neither Ron or Hermione talking to him.

"Oh...uhhh...hello, Luna." Harry said, not much in the mood for a conversation.

Here's my contribution....looked like fun.
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“Hello, Harry,” the blonde-haired girl said dreamily. “Lovely day for a walk, isn’t it?”
“Er—I guess,” Harry said awkwardly. He really wasn’t in the mood for anything, now that he thought about it; his thoughts swirled and combined in his head, making his mind look like badly-mixed rainbow sherbet. Luna looked at him placidly, a small smile on her lips.
“Does this have anything to do with Hermione, perhaps?” she asked, taking a quill from behind her ear and twirling it around her fingers. Harry was dumbstruck. She’d been doing a lot of that lately; reading his mind, and he wasn’t sure if he particularly liked someone poking around his thoughts.
“N-no,” he stammered, flushing a shade of pink. “Not at all. I was just headed back up to the Common Room before class. I, um, forgot something I’ll need for class today. I left it out here yesterday, I was just looking for it.” Luna continued to stare at him, her unblinking eyes making him feel quite nervous. She tilted her head to one side.
“Harry, it’s Saturday,” she said matter-of-factly. Harry blushed a deeper red.
“Well….er….” he had run out of things to say.
“You look troubled,” she said, replacing the quill behind her ear. “Anything I can help you with? Daddy just sent me this wonderful potion recipe for troubles….he said it worked wonders on the Crumple-Horned Snorcacks they found in 1756…….”
“No, Luna, that’s alright,” Harry said. “I have to go now, okay?” And with that, he turned and left her standing by the lake.

He made his way through the castle by auto-pilot, not paying attention to much of anything. He stopped hastily in front of the Fat Lady.
“Passwo—“
“Treacle Tart,” Harry said irritably. The door swung open, and he charged into the Common Room.
“Well, I never…” he heard the portrait mumble under her breath. He felt bad for being so irritable—well, no he didn’t. He couldn’t believe that one dream had affected him so much. Ron and Hermione didn’t like each other like that, did they? Harry shook his head and took up residence in his favorite chair by the fire, staring into the embers that had long since burned out from last night.

After a bit, the sound of voices could be heard outside the Common Room, and Harry was surprised to find it was Ron and Hermione.
“Ron—“ she began.

".....I need to talk to you." Ron interrupted "I love you please don't go with Harry."
".... I don't love you more then a brother." said Hermione.
" But I just told you how I felt."
" And I told you I don't feel the same way. I want to be with ha....."
"But Luna..." Ron was cut off.
"I AM NOT LUNA" Hermione yelled.
"What?"
"Ron I told you not to....."
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That's all I could think of at this hour. It's the next persons job.

"...fantasize about me and Luna in together in your wet dreams again!!" cried Hermione indugently. "If you want to, then fantasize about Ginny and Luna, beause I certainly don't swing that way."

"But last night you and Luna..." shouted Ron desperately, trying to cover up his embarassment with anger. 'How did she find out about my wed dreams anyways!'

"No Ron," shouted Hermione back with a equally angry voice and a red face to match, "Luna and I were NOT snogging..." pausing a second to catch her breath "there is a perfectly good reason why my hand was between her legs, Ron. She told me her tampons where lose and her period was really heavy, and since we were really far from the the loo, I decided that I would put it back in for her."

Shocked at hearing Hermione's admission, Ron stood there with his mouth hanging open, all the way to the ground.

"You see Ron" Hermione said in a sauvy voice as she batted her eye lashes at him and took a step up to Ron. Rubbing her suddenly naked body against his equally naked one "I love you."

'Merline!' screamed Ron in his mind in a high pitched voice as he felt Hermione's chest press against his left arm. He body felt hot and sweatly as he watched Hermione slow lowered her self until her face was facing Ron Jr.

Lefting her large beatiful choclate brown eyes up to look into his, Hermione asked "Well? Don't you love me too Ron?"

"YES!" squicked Ron instanted without hesitation, hoping that as soon as she hears his answer she would start paying attention to the rapidly growing Ron Jr.

But instead of greeting Ron Jr. like she was supposed to, a brief flick of impations flashed across Hermione's eyes as she continues to stare up at Ron as if waiting for his reply.

"Well Ron?" Hermione asked again with a slight annyoance in her beatiful, soft, sexy voice that makes Ron just want to ######, as she continued to stare up at him with her beatiful eyes. "Do you love me Ron?... Ron-"

"Ron-" Hermione gentally pushed Ron's shoulders again as she tries to wake him up. Lunch break has just finished and they have potions next with Snape, not to mention that they still have to go find Harry since he wasn't in morning transfigerations with them, nor lunch. 'How could Ron be sleeping at a time like this' thought Hermione in her mind, 'there is just so much they have to do, and no time for slacking off.'

"yes...YES" Screamed Ron as he suddend jumped up from the couch in the common room. His sudden movement supprised Hermione and knocked her back. Bracing for a hard and embarassing fall onto the common room floor, Hermione was jolted with suppries when instead of the hard cold floor, she landed on something warm, and was still standing.

Turning quickly, she thought to jump away when two strong arms snaked around her and pulled her body closer, almost flatening her. Hermione pulled her arms to her chest, readly to push off of the person holding her when she left her eyes up and looked into the forest green eyes of her best friend, Harry Potter.

"Oh, um, sorry." Hermione hoisted herself off of Harry. "Wait.... was that closet door open before?" she asked him. pointing to the broom closet behind him. He shook his head, and turned around to open it farther. Two people in it were snogging. Hermione gasped.

It was Ginny and Neville.

"What the ######?" Harry yelled.

Ginny guiltly pushed Neville off her and swung her head around. She gasped and started to scream as she raced towards the girls dormatory, Harry on her heels.
"Harry, NO! She's not worth it!" Hermione screamed as she held Harrys arm, pulling her wand out of her belt loop. Harry tugged at her vice-like grip, yelling at her to let go. Finally Harry grabbed his arm out of her grip, reaching out for the screaming Ginny by jumping off of a chair back.