The Malady

By: bravante16

Chapter 1

Harry wake up! Wake up! You have chores to do boy! Snarled his Uncle downstairs.

Harry turned irritably around and about his bed. He looked at his little almost broken clock and saw that it was already 9:00. No wonder his relatives are going ballistic.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm up!" grumbled Harry. Thinking the rudeness his relatives has.

He walked towards the stairs, he passed by his cousins room and saw that Dudley is still sleeping like a pig. (Hahaha!)

"Stupid!" Harry whispered while looking at his cousin still deep in his sleep. "I get to wake up as early as they want while he can sleep as long as he like. This is really STUPID!" Harry said feeling sorry for himself.

While walking down the stairs he thought what Ron and Hermione was doing.

"I'm sure they're enjoying their summer vacation right now," said Harry in desperation and again feeling sorry for himself.

"Harry Potter! Where are you?" snarled again his Uncle.

"I'm here" said Harry. Wondering what chores his Uncle has prepared for him.

"Start mowing the lawn boy!" said his Uncle.

"But I just mowed it last week! And besides the grass has barely grown" said Harry.

"You disagreeing with me boy?" snarled his Uncle.

"As I said a while ago, where is that damn lawn mower?" said Harry pretending to wonder.

"Ah, I thought so" said his Uncle as he marched towards the house.

As he entered the house he walked straight to the kitchen where he found his wife cooking lunch.

"How many more weeks does that boy is still going to stay here Petunia?" as Vernon was looking in the fridge for something to eat, again.

"Weeks? That boy is out of here in 4 days' said Petunia smiling.

"4 days? Why I thought his school is not open till September 1? Is it open early this year? Or is he going to go some place else to spend his summer?" looking up from the fridge with 3 pickles in his mouth all at once.

"The Granger family called last night, you were asleep by the way, and asked permission if they could pick up Harry on Thursday to spend the summer with them," Petunia said as she scooped the steak out of the pan.

"And? What did you say?" Vernon asked curiously.

"Get a grip on your self, ask one question at a time." Said Petunia irritably.

"Ok, ok but what did you say?" said Vernon waiting for her answer.

"I said yes. They will pick him up 9:00 in the morning" Petunia said as she stopped cooking and sat beside his husband.

"Good, so we can have pace around here. He's always getting in our way." Said Vernon with a smirk on his face.

His back full of sweat, and his arms aching he continued to push the mower.

"Hope I leave early again this year" as he was pushing faster to finish his chore early.

As he was wishing that some miracle would happen-

"HONK, HONK, HONK,"

A car drove near him and stopped right infront of their house.

"Who could that be?" harry wondered.

"Harry we're here!" said a voice from inside the car.

"Hermione? Hermione!"" he screamed as she hurriedly came out of the vehicle.

"What are doing here?" asked Harry.

"What? Don't you know we're picking you up?" said Hermione excitedly.

"Pick me up? Today?" as he was trying to recall anything about this.

"Oh sorry, maybe you thought we're picking you up on Thursday but we decide to pick you up now!" said Hermione.

"I don't understand, I don't know anything about this" said Harry. Confused, he tried to nurse his aching head by rubbing gently.

"What is that racket going on outside?" said Petunia as she stood up from where she is sitting.

She and her husband went to check what's happening. When they walked outside they saw Harry talking to a girl.

"No time to talk boy!" snarled his uncle.

"Who are you?" asked Uncle Vernon from the door, shouting.

"I'm Hermione Granger sir, we've come to pick up Harry" said Hermione trying to be polite as possible.

"What? I thought you're going to pick him up on Thursday"-

"Yes, about that Mr. Dursley, we are going to fly to the Burrow tomorrow so we thought we'd pick up Harry today so he can be…. Ready " aid Hermione as slowly as possible so he can understand it.

Seeing the look on Harry's Uncle she quickly exclaimed.

"Fly, yes, on a plane Mr. Dursley" said Hermione to answer Mr. Durley's confusion

"What? Me? Go to Ron's?" Harry asked excitedly. "How come I don't know about this?"

"We were going to tell you about this after lunch, we thought you were going to be picked up not until Thursday so we did not tell you right away, but I guess we will be not seeing you until next summer then? Go upstairs and pack your things" said Aunt Petunia patiently.

"Just wait for me here Hermione, Mr. and Mrs. Granger" said Harry as he ran towards the back door and up to his room.

He almost bumped into his just awoken cousin.

"See you Dudley!" Said Harry Happily.

"Whoa, what are you talking about?" asked his confused cousin. "You're still going to clean my room" Dudley said with a yawn.

"Not anymore my dearest cousin!" then he went straight to his room and packed all his spell books, wand, quills, inks bottles, parchments, clothes and everything he possessed was placed in his trunk.

"Hermione I'm here" then he placed his trunk at the trunk of Hermione's car.

"Thank you for a wonderful and horrible summer!" he shouted at them while sitting beside the window of the car.

"Harry! Don't do that! You're being ungrateful t them" while she was checking all her things if she brought them all.

"What? Its true isn't it, all my life I've lived there my life is always horrible, so when are we going to Ron's?" he asked excitedly.

"NO, we're not going to Ron's this time we will be staying at our place" said Hermione waiting for Harry's reaction.

"Oh! Ok I like that, I'm already excited to see your house Hermione!" said Harry but not as much as excited when he knew that he was going to Ron's.

"Ok then, by the way I'm not kidding about that flying stuff…" said Hermione.

"Fly to your house? But why? How? People would see? Where's your broom?" harry was more confused now.

"Yes! Wait I'll explain. Broom? Your firebolt, people? I think you have your invisibility cloak, yes and about your trunk" said Hermione before Harry could ask about his trunk.

Hermione pulled a large stack of rope "we are going to tie it on your broom. And I'm going to hold the cloak as we fly" said Hermione smartly.

"What about your parents?"

"That's the first reason why we picked you up early. They are going on a mission to give free dental check-up near your place so I decide to pick you up." Hermione said as she was combing her hair.

When Harry and Hermione reached Her muggle home Harry was amazed by how big and elegant it is. Their living room for once is twice the garden he was mowing earlier.

"Feel at home Harry" Hermione said while going upstairs. "I'll just change my clothes"

Harry sat on the sofa and waited for Hermione to come back down. But he waited 30 minutes but Hermione still hasn't come down yet. So he decide to go up and check on her.

"Hermione?" he shouted at the foot of the stairs.

Hearing no answer he walked up to the 2nd floor. There he found that it was also as big as the first floor but more beautiful. With also a second set of sofa set. He entered a room and—

"Hermione!" Harry shouted seeing Hermione unconscious on the floor.

Harry did not care if she was just wearing a thin T-shirt and her underwear, he carried her to a near bed and began fanning her face with his hand.

"Hermione wake up, wake up Hermione" Harry said repeatedly.

Just by then that he noticed that she was holding a piece of parchment. He took it and read it thinking that it might be the cause of her being unconscious

Hermione,

We are deeply sorry to inform you that Ron is now really sick and may have only a few weeks or even days left. It would be great if you and I presume Harry is with you now, that you and Harry can come and visit him. We'll tell all the details when you come here. We are deeply sorry not informing you as early as possible, Ron wouldn't let us anyway, he wanted to pass away without letting you guys know it. But I secretly wrote this letter to let you guys know of his terrible situation.

I'm really terribly sorry. Hope you can come soon.

Truly yours,

Ginny Weasley

P.S. he's here at the burrow by the way.

Can't believe what he is reading at the moment, Harry started to look at Hermione. He knows why she reacted that way. He knew long ago that she had feelings for the redhead.

"I can't believe this, I thought everything was going fine now I'm going to loose one of my bestfriends! This can't be happening! " Harry shouted really loud and hit the woodenwall with his bare hands that it cracked.

"NO!" Hermione shouted as she awoken in her sleep. "Ron? No this can't be" Hermione started crying.

Suddenly someone hugged her tightly and she knowing that it was Harry just cried and cried, she buried her face into Harry's chest, she's feeling the warmth of Harry, made her feel better but she did not pull away from Harry she needs someone to cry on. Harry held her knowing that she's hurting real bad, he just let Hermione cry all she want until she stopped and fell asleep into his arms.