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I think that's it, Hermione thought to herself. After sending a tear splotched letter to Ron asking him if she could stay with him and Harry at the Burrow, she had packed all her school things and gotten money for her new books from her parents.
Suddenly, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley popped in front of Hermione. They appeared to be holding something invisible in their hands, and when asked what it was, said, "Invisible broomsticks. We apparated here but you can't apparate yet, so we had to be able to get back."
"Well, we have a computer, and I know how to use it to manipulate what fireplaces are open to the Floo powder network," Hermione replied.
"Really?" Mr. Weasley asked. "How does it work? The compu-urr, I mean."
"Arthur." Molly warned. "That would be great in fact, do you have Floo powder?"
"Got it last time I was in Hogsmeade," Hermione said.
"Wonderful."
As Hermione typed things into her computer, and diagram after diagram popped up, Mr. Weasley looked on fascinated. Finally, Hermione finished; she hugged her parents goodbye and left through blazing emerald green flames.
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry said.
"We were so worried," Harry said.
"What happened?" Ron asked gently.
Hermione's lip started to tremble. "I'll.I'll.tell you about it later."
Harry and Ron exchanged a look, and grabbed Hermione's things.
"We'll take you to your room," Harry said. "You're sharing with Ginny." Ron explained.
After dropping Hermione's trunk off in Ginny's room, the three proceeded to Ron's room, right under the attic.
"So?" Ron asked.
"Victor.Victor." Hermione stuttered.
"Did he break up with you?" Ron asked.
"N-n." Hermione turned red and started to cry. "He asked me in I wanted to...wanted to...he took it too fast," she finished.
"He didn't!" Ron said.
?"Hermione, are you okay?"? Harry asked.
"I'll be fine, but I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay."
"I'm so mad at Krum," Ron said. "I could, I could."
"No," Harry interrupted. "Just let it be."
"Harry's right," Hermione agreed.
*The Next Day*
Hermione was sitting in the orchard when Fred and George walked by. "Hey Hermione!" George said.
"Dad got tickets from the Ministry to a Quidditch game," Fred said.
Hermione sat up straighter. It was just the thing to take her mind off Victor. "It's France verse." George said. "Who is France playing, Fred?"
"Bulgaria." Hermione's face fell. "I don't think so," she replied.
"Are you sure?" George asked.
Hermione nodded.
"Well, okay. I guess Lee can come, but Ron would probably like it if you did," Fred said, grinning.
What did he mean by that? Hermione thought.
Fred and George met Ron and Harry in Ron's room.
"Are you going to the Quidditch game?" George asked.
"Thinks so," Ron replied.
"Who's playing?" Harry said.
"France and Bulgaria," George said.
"And Hermione's not going," Fred added.
At the mention of Bulgaria, both Harry and Ron said they couldn't go.
"Okay," Fred and George walked off muttering something that distinctly sounded like Ron and Hermione.
"Where is Hermione, anyway?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, Let's try the orchard."
Ron and Harry grabbed their brooms and flew above the orchard. They had spotted Hermione sitting under a tree, crying. Ron and Harry assumed that it was about Victor, but that wasn't all Hermione was crying about. Ron lingered in the air for a moment and then urged his Nimbus 2001 to catch up w/ Harry's Firebolt.
Ron had gotten his Nimbus 2001 from Fred and George's 1000 Galleons (from Harry) along with some black silk dress robes. Harry wheeled around in the air to let Ron catch up, and then they continued on up to the house, and finally going through Ron's bedroom window.
"Dinner!" Mrs. Weasley yelled throughout the house.
Fred, George, Ron and Harry thumped down the stairs, and Hermione came in through the back door. Her eyes were slightly red, but were dry, and she had forced a smile.
Molly noticed Hermione's red eyes, but decided not to comment at the moment. Dinner was spaghetti and garlic bread, Ron's favorite, and he showed it too. 3 helpings of spaghetti, and 4 pieces of garlic bread. Hermione noticed his eating habit, and smiled, a true, genuine smile this time. Harry looked on in puzzlement.
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I think that's it, Hermione thought to herself. After sending a tear splotched letter to Ron asking him if she could stay with him and Harry at the Burrow, she had packed all her school things and gotten money for her new books from her parents.
Suddenly, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley popped in front of Hermione. They appeared to be holding something invisible in their hands, and when asked what it was, said, "Invisible broomsticks. We apparated here but you can't apparate yet, so we had to be able to get back."
"Well, we have a computer, and I know how to use it to manipulate what fireplaces are open to the Floo powder network," Hermione replied.
"Really?" Mr. Weasley asked. "How does it work? The compu-urr, I mean."
"Arthur." Molly warned. "That would be great in fact, do you have Floo powder?"
"Got it last time I was in Hogsmeade," Hermione said.
"Wonderful."
As Hermione typed things into her computer, and diagram after diagram popped up, Mr. Weasley looked on fascinated. Finally, Hermione finished; she hugged her parents goodbye and left through blazing emerald green flames.
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry said.
"We were so worried," Harry said.
"What happened?" Ron asked gently.
Hermione's lip started to tremble. "I'll.I'll.tell you about it later."
Harry and Ron exchanged a look, and grabbed Hermione's things.
"We'll take you to your room," Harry said. "You're sharing with Ginny." Ron explained.
After dropping Hermione's trunk off in Ginny's room, the three proceeded to Ron's room, right under the attic.
"So?" Ron asked.
"Victor.Victor." Hermione stuttered.
"Did he break up with you?" Ron asked.
"N-n." Hermione turned red and started to cry. "He asked me in I wanted to...wanted to...he took it too fast," she finished.
"He didn't!" Ron said.
?"Hermione, are you okay?"? Harry asked.
"I'll be fine, but I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay."
"I'm so mad at Krum," Ron said. "I could, I could."
"No," Harry interrupted. "Just let it be."
"Harry's right," Hermione agreed.
*The Next Day*
Hermione was sitting in the orchard when Fred and George walked by. "Hey Hermione!" George said.
"Dad got tickets from the Ministry to a Quidditch game," Fred said.
Hermione sat up straighter. It was just the thing to take her mind off Victor. "It's France verse." George said. "Who is France playing, Fred?"
"Bulgaria." Hermione's face fell. "I don't think so," she replied.
"Are you sure?" George asked.
Hermione nodded.
"Well, okay. I guess Lee can come, but Ron would probably like it if you did," Fred said, grinning.
What did he mean by that? Hermione thought.
Fred and George met Ron and Harry in Ron's room.
"Are you going to the Quidditch game?" George asked.
"Thinks so," Ron replied.
"Who's playing?" Harry said.
"France and Bulgaria," George said.
"And Hermione's not going," Fred added.
At the mention of Bulgaria, both Harry and Ron said they couldn't go.
"Okay," Fred and George walked off muttering something that distinctly sounded like Ron and Hermione.
"Where is Hermione, anyway?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, Let's try the orchard."
Ron and Harry grabbed their brooms and flew above the orchard. They had spotted Hermione sitting under a tree, crying. Ron and Harry assumed that it was about Victor, but that wasn't all Hermione was crying about. Ron lingered in the air for a moment and then urged his Nimbus 2001 to catch up w/ Harry's Firebolt.
Ron had gotten his Nimbus 2001 from Fred and George's 1000 Galleons (from Harry) along with some black silk dress robes. Harry wheeled around in the air to let Ron catch up, and then they continued on up to the house, and finally going through Ron's bedroom window.
"Dinner!" Mrs. Weasley yelled throughout the house.
Fred, George, Ron and Harry thumped down the stairs, and Hermione came in through the back door. Her eyes were slightly red, but were dry, and she had forced a smile.
Molly noticed Hermione's red eyes, but decided not to comment at the moment. Dinner was spaghetti and garlic bread, Ron's favorite, and he showed it too. 3 helpings of spaghetti, and 4 pieces of garlic bread. Hermione noticed his eating habit, and smiled, a true, genuine smile this time. Harry looked on in puzzlement.
Thanks for reading!