Two months earlier…

At the burrow doorway stood two boys Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.

"I guess I'll see ya later in the year. More like next year really," Ron said sadly.

"I guess mate. Won't be the same without you."Laughed Harry.

"You reckon Hermione will miss me? Like at all?" asked Ron.

"Um-yeah she will. Why do you have to go?" Harry mimicked of Hermione.

"Yeah she will-I hope. But she was so angry with me; she kicked me in the shins." Laughed Ron

"Promise you'll look after her when I'm gone, I couldn't bare not being able to help her."

"Don't worry I will keep her safe Ron, she is like a sister to me, I will watch out for her. Promise."

They shook hands, gave each other a man hug. Said their final goodbye's until Ron walked over to his Brother Charlie, waved to Harry and within an instant had apparated.

Present Day…

"Harry wait up. Harry!" yelled out Hermione.

"Huh?-oh hello Hermione, couldn't hear you" yawned Harry.

"Well I would say that is obvious Harry."

"What did you need me for?"

"Just wanted to talk for a bit, you are like a brother to me. Aren't I allowed to talk to you?" She said sarcastically.

"Where are you off to then?"

"I have got transfiguration and potions. You?"

"I got Defense against the dark arts and then Quidditch practice. We're playin Slytherin tomorrow."

"Good luck, too bad Ron isn't here to be keeper. He was pretty good; I barely know Quidditch and know that." Said Hermione cheerfully.

"Do you know when he comes back from Romania? Staying with Charlie." He asked seriously.

"I think in about next March or April. So a really long time. It's gonna be quiet." Hermione was no longer cheerful at her last comment.

"Heard anything on Dumbledore?" Harry knew he had to ask something to get Hermione's mind off of Ron, she missed him so much already and it was easy to notice.

"No. Nothing at all. They still unable to wake him?"

"I mean like we are in a world full of magic and he can't come out of a coma!" yelled Harry,

"I'm sure their doing the best they can." She said trying to reassure him.

"Well it isn't good enough."

"Don't start getting angry at me. I didn't put him there."

"Why did he have to put on that ring for? If he died we could at least move on, but his is killing me Hermione."

"I know Harry, trust me. If he had died you would have to fight Voldemort without him. But I really don't think he would leave you behind with something you can't handle. He trusts your judgment as you should trust his. We are all here to help; you don't have to fight alone on this Harry. "

"Thanks Hermione. Really. But it has been so long now, I am just wondering if he is ever going to wake up and be with us again. I better head off, captain again in Quidditch. And you have Snape next; he will try to use any chance to take off points for Gryffindor. Might see you before Quidditch practice?"

"Yeah I will try to show up, see how I go on time."

With that they went their separate ways. Hermione however never showed up for Quidditch practice.

The following day…

"You ready Harry?" asked Dean as they flew on the pitch for the 1st Quidditch match of the season. Slytherin with their pearl and emerald robes. Gryffindor with their trailing gold and ruby robes. The whistle echoed on the pitch, the game had begun…

"Harry that was great, Dean you too. I don't know where Ginny is." With that one name Harry and Dean looked away from each other. Dean had been dating Ginny since the previous year. Not a topic they both liked to talk about.

"If she was here I would've said she were good to. But really you won by 280 points, it was b-." But Hermione was cut off.

"Brilliant-Potter. You took my breath away."Clapped Draco.

"No need to be jealous Draco, unlike some people Harry has talent. I can't say the same for you." Hermione said sarcastically, with a wide grin. Draco couldn't keep his eyes off her.

"I wasn't talking to you Hermione; I believe Harry and I are having a conversation."

"This just ended, Draco."Sniveled Harry.

It had reached dinner, and Hermione needed to change into her robes after the Quidditch match. While changing she found a note in her jeans back pocket.

Hermione, please meet me in the Transfiguration courtyard. At 9pm tonight.

We need to talk.

Nothing else written, Hermione didn't know how to react.

Who was he? Or even she? Should I go? Is it a trap or prank? Or is this person actually serious? Hermione asked herself. She began pacing in her dormitory. It had reached 8pm. With that she walked down to the entrance hall for some dinner and joined the rest of her friends at Gryffindor table.

"Oh hello Hermione." Said Harry, their friends watching the two talk. But Hermione just sat down still deep in thought.

"Who do we play next? Harry?" asked Dean.

"Hufflepuff, I don't think it will be hard, especially if we play like we did against Slytherin."

"I wouldn't get to confident, I think Hufflepuff could win against you." Said Luna in a gentle dreary voice.

"Thanks Luna." Said Dean and Harry together. Feeling unsure and very insulted.

"Appreciate your honesty and faith you have in us." Said Harry

"Anytime" she replied and continued to stare at her cup with fascination.

At 8:50pm Ginny reached the table as Hermione had got up to leave.

"You can take my spot next to Harry, I'm not coming back." Whispered Hermione, so only Ginny could hear, who did grin.

"Where are you going?" asked Harry while eating some jelly and custard.

"Bed, I don't feel well and was hoping it would make me feel better by tomorrow. Need a lie down."

"Alright, guess I will see you tomorrow, unless you aren't up to it. Sleep well, hope you get better."

"Yeah Hermione, hope your better." Said Ginny quietly.

Hermione began to walk. "Hey wait up. Did you wanna come with us to hogsmede tomorrow? If your feeling up to it." Asked harry.

"I might see how I am, will tell you tomorrow Harry, not now. Goodbye."