Diagon Alley was hot and crowded. Everywhere one looked there were people.
The majority of these were students all dressed in seemingly identical
black cloaks. But upon closer inspection onlookers could see that each
cloak had a different crest decorating it. And as any witch or wizard knew
those crests represented each of the four houses at Hogwarts school of
Witchcraft and Wizarding.
Standing impatiently outside of Flourish and Blotts were two of these students. Each boy proudly displayed the red and gold of Gryiffindor. There was something about these boys that made them stand out. Perhaps it was the desperate way they were pacing or that they were both very handsome. Or it could have been that each had such distinguishing characteristics. One of the pair was abnormally tall and had shockingly red hair. The way he paced with his red hair he seemed like a caged lion. Perhaps it wasn't the red head at all that made them stand out but the dark haired boy. He had the looked of a boy who had recently filled out and become a man. His messy black hair practically begged the passing girls to run their fingers through it. Or maybe it was the lightening bolt scar that ran across his forehead.
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were not your ordinary students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Harry with his famous scar had been a celebrity practically since birth. His best friend Ron had joined Harry in the spot light almost immediately after they met at Kings Cross during their first year at school. Why then where these two boys who seemed to have it all scowling and pacing on the sidewalk? The answer is quite simple they were missing their third.
Yes like many famous and great friends, this duo was really a trio. The third was undoubtedly "the brains" and "the beauty" of the operation. Hermione Granger was a pretty muggle born girl and had been top of the class for their first 6 years at school and there seemed to be on reason to doubt this pattern would hold during their 7th and final year at Hogwarts. Hermione was supposed to have met Ron and Harry 15 minutes ago so they trio could catch up while they purchased their supplies for the upcoming school year.
Rom seemed to be taking her tardiness worse than Harry. While Harry was anxious to see Hermione again, Ron was going crazy. "Where is she?" Rom asked for the hundredth time. "She goes to Bulgaria to see Vickie for the whole bloody summer and now can't even show up on time to meet us. I guess some things must be more important than friends you've had for 6 years." Harry merely raised his eyebrows. Hermione spending the summer with Viktor Krum was a sore spot with Ron and it was best not to poke at it.
Ten more minutes passed and just as Harry thought Ron was going to explode Hermione appeared. She slipped up behind them and put an arm around each of their waists pulling them in close for a hug. "I've missed you two so much."
Before Harry could react Ron was off. "Funny way of showing it you've got!! Only one letter all summer telling us to meet you here. Then you are almost 30 minutes late for a meeting you planned. Yeah I can tell you were just consumed with missing us."
Ron tried to pull away from Hermione but she tightened her grip on him. Refusing to let him walk away. Eyes filling Hermione looked into Ron's eyes. "I know I'm late and I know I'm a bad friend. You just don't understand. Please Ron just let me explain. This summer has just been so hard." The last sentence was barely a whisper as Hermione finally gave way to her tears and broke down.
Harry started to reach for Hermione to comfort her but before he could she was in Ron's arms. Harry stood frozen in place staring in disbelief at what he was seeing. The embrace had turned into much more than comfort or two friends leaning on each other. Soon Ron and Hermione were touching each other everywhere. Hands caressing each other as if their lives depending on it. Ron was stroking her hair and drying her tears. He kept placing soft kisses at her temples. Hermione was stroking Ron's back, arms and hair. Harry could tell they were whispering frantically to each other but couldn't understand what was being said.
Standing impatiently outside of Flourish and Blotts were two of these students. Each boy proudly displayed the red and gold of Gryiffindor. There was something about these boys that made them stand out. Perhaps it was the desperate way they were pacing or that they were both very handsome. Or it could have been that each had such distinguishing characteristics. One of the pair was abnormally tall and had shockingly red hair. The way he paced with his red hair he seemed like a caged lion. Perhaps it wasn't the red head at all that made them stand out but the dark haired boy. He had the looked of a boy who had recently filled out and become a man. His messy black hair practically begged the passing girls to run their fingers through it. Or maybe it was the lightening bolt scar that ran across his forehead.
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were not your ordinary students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding. Harry with his famous scar had been a celebrity practically since birth. His best friend Ron had joined Harry in the spot light almost immediately after they met at Kings Cross during their first year at school. Why then where these two boys who seemed to have it all scowling and pacing on the sidewalk? The answer is quite simple they were missing their third.
Yes like many famous and great friends, this duo was really a trio. The third was undoubtedly "the brains" and "the beauty" of the operation. Hermione Granger was a pretty muggle born girl and had been top of the class for their first 6 years at school and there seemed to be on reason to doubt this pattern would hold during their 7th and final year at Hogwarts. Hermione was supposed to have met Ron and Harry 15 minutes ago so they trio could catch up while they purchased their supplies for the upcoming school year.
Rom seemed to be taking her tardiness worse than Harry. While Harry was anxious to see Hermione again, Ron was going crazy. "Where is she?" Rom asked for the hundredth time. "She goes to Bulgaria to see Vickie for the whole bloody summer and now can't even show up on time to meet us. I guess some things must be more important than friends you've had for 6 years." Harry merely raised his eyebrows. Hermione spending the summer with Viktor Krum was a sore spot with Ron and it was best not to poke at it.
Ten more minutes passed and just as Harry thought Ron was going to explode Hermione appeared. She slipped up behind them and put an arm around each of their waists pulling them in close for a hug. "I've missed you two so much."
Before Harry could react Ron was off. "Funny way of showing it you've got!! Only one letter all summer telling us to meet you here. Then you are almost 30 minutes late for a meeting you planned. Yeah I can tell you were just consumed with missing us."
Ron tried to pull away from Hermione but she tightened her grip on him. Refusing to let him walk away. Eyes filling Hermione looked into Ron's eyes. "I know I'm late and I know I'm a bad friend. You just don't understand. Please Ron just let me explain. This summer has just been so hard." The last sentence was barely a whisper as Hermione finally gave way to her tears and broke down.
Harry started to reach for Hermione to comfort her but before he could she was in Ron's arms. Harry stood frozen in place staring in disbelief at what he was seeing. The embrace had turned into much more than comfort or two friends leaning on each other. Soon Ron and Hermione were touching each other everywhere. Hands caressing each other as if their lives depending on it. Ron was stroking her hair and drying her tears. He kept placing soft kisses at her temples. Hermione was stroking Ron's back, arms and hair. Harry could tell they were whispering frantically to each other but couldn't understand what was being said.