And You Thought It Was
Fame
By Shankz
Disclaimer: JK Rowling is
a genius.
A/N- I had to write
this. I don't know why. The stuff in Italics is a flashback.
I know this has got a few R/H clichés in it. Just the
beginning…really.
Hermione Granger quickly straightened up her room, one Wednesday morning in
July. She had she gotten back from holiday in Bulgaria. It was
rather nice, from June twenty to the thirteenth of July, she went to
Greece, Turkey, Bulgaria, and visited Charlie in Romania. Even
though the whole basis of the trip was to visit Viktor Krum, Bulgaria wasn't
her favourite part of the trip. Seeing Charlie's dragons, and the Greek Temples
in honour of their Gods were very educational. But when Charlie mentioned
Ron, Hermione stiffened up. Her and Ron hadn't been the best of friends
over their Fourth year. Actually, one of the only times they didn't fight
was at the Third Task.
"Do you think Harry's going to be alright?"
"He always is? Isn't he, Mione?" Ron reassured her. Hermione was
still very worried. But very surprised he didn't bring up about how come
she didn't seem worried about Viktor.
"I suppose you're right."
"Students may now make their way to the Quidditch Stands for the final Task of
the Triwizard Tournament." Professor Dumbledore announced.
Hermione got up to leave, but Ron just stayed sitting down. "Come on,
Ron. Let's go and see Harry."
"Well, you know these things are always late. But first, I want to
apologize."
"For what?" Hermione
asked looking at him. "Oh, that. It's alright."
"No, it's not. To
no extend was this all right. It's just…. Hermione, I've got to tell you
something."
"What?"
"I-Never mind. Let's
go. I think they're starting."
"Ron! Ron!" Hermione
said shaking him awake a few hours later.
"What? Huh?" Ron and
Hermione had just noticed something; Ron had put his arm around her. "Oh,
sorry, accident. So what were you saying?"
"Harry's gone! So
are Diggory, and Fleur! Harry and Cedric got the Goblet, and Fleur was
attacked. I don't think you want to hear this, but Viktor's
missing. I-I thinks he attacked Fleur."
"Oh. Well, the
Goblet was probably just a Portkey. You know, for an extra challenge or
something."
About an hour later,
Harry came back from the Portkey with something in his arms. It
was-Cedric.
"Hermione, I think, I think Cedric's dead."
"Students are to go to their Common Rooms right away."
Hermione and Ron headed up the Halls to the Gryffindor Common Room, Ron's arm
around Hermione's shoulders again, she was still shaking from fear.
The two sat in the Common Room all night waiting for Harry, completely silent.
"Do you think its You-Know-Who?" Hermione asked him. After awhile,
breaking the silence.
"Voldemort? Most likely. Dad's been saying it was going to happen
again."
"You just said his name." Hermione said in shock.
"I'm surprised too."
"Ron," Hermione started. "Thanks for well…'comforting' me. I'm
scared to death, really."
"Me too."
After that, Ron had become closer to Hermione. They were always fighting
the year before. Poor Harry was caught in the crossfire. Ron
considered himself not only as 'Harry Potter's Best Friend', but actually, more
of a friend to Hermione.
Harry had been…. strange, after the Task. All dramatic and
depressed. Imagine seeing someone die, would do that to anyone. But
the two had a feeling Harry hadn't told them the whole story.
"Hermione! Ron and Ginny are here!" her mum called down from the stairs.
Hermione ran quickly down the stairs and jumped two stairs at a time. She
looked around the living room to find the two red headed siblings, but they
were nowhere to be found.
"Mione, we're over here." Said a familiar voice. But only one person
called her 'Mione' and it was-
"Ron!" Hermione said, turning around, facing the cupboard near the stairs.
"You ran down the steps so quickly, we didn't think you'd ever see us." Ginny
said.
Ron came up to her and whispered in her ear, "it was her idea. You know,
Harry used to sleep in the Cupboard underneath the Stairs?" I began to laugh, and
Ginny obviously heard.
"Oh stuff it."
"Hermione, are you going to show them where they'll be staying?" her mum asked.
"Oh yeah!" Hermione lead them up the stairs. "Alright, Ron, you and
Harry, if he ever gets here, will stay in the guest room. Right there."
She said pointing to a room with two beds in it and a large window. "And Ginny
will stay in my room, with me."
"Which is…..?" Ginny asked.
"Right there." Hermione said, turning around facing the room across from the
Guest Room.
"Oh!"
"Across the hall?" Ron snickered. "You
shall be the victims of Dungbombs."
That afternoon the three and Mr.
Granger went to retrieve Harry from the Dursleys. He was elated. But it did
look like the Dursleys kicked him out.
A/N- Reviews are nice
