During Breakfast

Ginny's POV:

On this cloudy morning there are growing patches of blue, the sort of hue that is soft and bright at the same time. Though beneath the sheet of cloud is a grey that deepens to steel, the leading edge is a brilliant white, as if it is the pages of a new book ready for any curious eye. So, on this day that could bring rain or sunshine, I'm hoping for both, for the chance of a rainbow and to feel so much more because the day is blessed with clouds.

I was just chilling around in the Great Hall, chatting merrily with Luna. It was a mundane Sunday, as usual, but my conversation with Luna about Nargles made the day so much better. Out of the blue, I witnessed Hermione strolling in happily, while humming, I could not help but ponder about the main source of Hermione's happiness.

Ever since the end of the traumatic war, everyone had lost their usual jovial, cheery spirits and were mostly sullen as they carried on with their own mundane lives. To lift others' spirits up, I always plastered a huge grin on my face and told hilarious jokes. Little did they know, that all of this was just a ploy to hide my pain from my sufferings and trauma from the war and show the world my fake happiness.

In reality, I was behind my own life, grieving and mourning over Fred's death. There were some nights when I starved myself and cried silently to sleep. The grief overcame me wholly at times, that sometimes I just never slept a blink at all.

Seeing her happiness made me feel so much happier and the non-existent happiness I displayed at Hogwarts, for once, finally existed. After all, Hermione is one of my closest friends and I loved her with all my heart and soul.

As she sat beside me, I tugged at her robes and put on a teasing smile to annoy and maybe scare the wits out of her. She jumped a bit, flustered at my sudden tugging and her cheeks slightly reddened.

I then began without even thinking twice "Why are you that happy, mione? Did you shag someone. I bet it's Malf-" before she cut off by putting her pointer finger to my lips and whispering while chuckling " Shut up, Ginny, no! We definitely did not shag and I haven't shagged anyone. Get that damn image out of your pretty head!"

I was astonished. How could she be so ecstatic then. I wondered curiously to myself.

I then cocked my eyebrow as I questioned her "So then why are you that damn happy?"

Surprisingly, she revealed everything that occurred that day and I widened my eyes in shock at her confession about their truce. 

Yes, I knew all about Malfoy and Granger's sworn rivalry, not only because of her friendship with Harry but also in academics. As the brightest witch of her age, she always came first in all subjects and Malfoy came second to her.

Nevertheless, I was utterly pleased for her and wished her well for their new-found friendship.

Not long after, breakfast was over and we both parted our ways.

As I left, I shot daggers at Malfoy and quickly turned back as I glanced at Hermione approaching him. I really did hope their friendship would go well.

If their rivalries hadn't been in their ways I'm pretty sure they would have been more than friends. Not best friends. Most likely in a relationship.

Not just any relationship, but a pretty loyal relationship. 

 If things indeed did go well between them, then they can step up a notch. After all, they had many similarities and passions in common. So I really just couldn't deny that they'll do well in a relationship and sorts like that. In fact, I won't be astonished if the pair actually get married to each other.

It was just a matter of time anyways. They were meant to be together and this was a sign.

They just didn't knew it yet.

I could clearly tell.