She woke up from a dream about him. She got up and shuffled sleepily to the bathroom. While going through her morning regime, all she could think about was him
She imagined his pale blue eyes. She pictured his face, his smile, his eyes. He had occupied her thoughts every minute of the day. She thought of little else, her friends, her schoolwork all seemed insignificant, all that mattered was that she be face to face with him again after all these years.
It was the last day of Hermione's sixth year at Hogwarts and she was greatly anticipating tomorrow when she would be back home, back to the place of her childhood.
After her morning routine, she met Harry and Ron in the common room and they solemnly made their way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Harry and Ron were talking, but Hermione wasn't listening, she was too busy thinking about him. She hadn't even really given him a second thought before a couple of weeks ago.
FlashbackHarry, Hermione and Ron were up late one night in the deserted common room. They were sharing stories of before Hogwarts.
'So basically, I had no friends because everyone was petrified of Dudley and his stupid little gang.' Harry said with noticeable bitterness in his voice.
He was sitting with his back against the wall next to the fireplace. Ron and Hermione both sympathized. Ron didn't have any friends either, but at least he had his family.
'Well, I am muggle-born, so of course I went to a muggle primary school,' Hermione started. Ron and Harry listened quietly. 'I wasn't the most popular person, but I had a steady group of friends. We weren't as close as we are, but we were still good friends.
There were five of us, me, Daphne, Isabel, Jeffrey and Eric. I was closest with Daphne and Eric. Isabel and Jeffrey were quite close; they went to the secondary school I was going to go to. Daphne went too, but then I got my Hogwarts letter and came here instead. Eric and his family moved to France and as far as I know, he goes to a boarding school there.
My first summer back, I wasn't surprised to find out that Isabel and Jeffrey were going out – they always liked each other, but I was shocked when Daphne wouldn't talk to me. Every summer and I went home, the three of them acted like I never existed.
'What about the Eric guy?' queried Ron. He was lying on his back in front of Harry. Hermione leaned her head against the wall. She was sitting next to Harry, facing him and Ron, whose head was by Harry's feet.
'He wrote to me once, during the summer after fourth year, but I never replied, what with me being rushed to Grimmauld Place and the order and everything.' She glanced at Harry, who appeared indifferent to the mentioning of his godfather's house – he had gotten over Sirius's death to a certain extent. 'I guess I just slowly lost contact them but oh well, Ce la vie!'
End FlashbackHarry waved his hand in front of Hermione's face.
'Hermione!' he half shouted to her to try and get her out of one of her dazes – she seemed to be living in a fantasy world these days. She was never all there, she hadn't studied with as much enthusiasm and desperation she had previous years and frankly, her behavior was frightening Harry and Ron greatly.
'Hermione!' Harry tried again a bit louder – she finally snapped out of it and looked lost for a second before regaining her composure.
'What?' She asked, looking from Harry to Ron. It was Ron who spoke.
'Hermione, what's up with you lately? You totally black out. Harry and I are getting really worried.'
'Sorry.' Hermione apologized. 'I've just had a lot on my mind recently.'
'So Ron,' Harry changed the subject. 'We still coming to stay over the holidays?'
'Definitely.' Replied Ron 'Mum said we'll be back at The Burrow, but her and Dad will still go to order meetings and all that, So Gin and I will need a bit of company.'
'Speak for yourself!' Ginny sat down next to Ron.
'Oh come on Gin, don't you want Herm and I to come and stay?' Harry pouted.
'Ha ha Harry.' Ginny grinned in reply.
'Anyway, I'll owl you to let you know when.' Ron informed Harry and Hermione, who was quietly eating her breakfast, but clearly somewhere else.
'Herm, you ok?' Ron asked, full of concern.
'What, oh yeah, I'm fine. Listen, I'm gonna go get my trunk. See you guys later.' Hermione walked out of the Great Hall.
'I'm really worried about her.' Ron stated
'Don't, she's fine I'm sure.' Ginny replied.
'What, do you know what's going on with her?' Ron asked seriously.
'Isn't it obvious?' but when she was answered but two blank looks, she rolled her eyes. 'Honestly, just let her be, she's just got stuff on her mind. She'll sort it out, I mean it's Hermione we're talking about.' She got up. 'See you on the train.' And left the Great Hall. Harry and Ron soon followed after.
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