All of this belongs to the wonderful J. K. Rowling.
Harry, Ron and Hermione arrived in the Great Hall to an unexpected cheer. They all stumbled slightly at the sudden deafening noise. Harry, being more used to attention, led them to the Gryffindor table where Ginny, Luna and Neville were sat.
'Hi', Harry said dully as they sat down.
'You look like you're about to collapse', Ginny replied.
'Yep', Harry said indifferently.
The little group laughed but shortly sobered up in shock as laughing was not an emotion any of them had experienced lately.
'When was the last time we all laughed like that, together?', Ron queried.
'I honestly don't know', Hermione replied sombrely.
'I think it was before Dumbledore died. Things started to go downhill since then, really.', Luna suggested.
There was a murmur of agreement around the group.
'Hungry?', Ginny gestured to the food platters.
'Oh God yes!', Hermione exclaimed before snatching up some toast.
As soon as Ron had noticed the food he had dived in, and although he truly was famished, Harry did not feel the need to eat.
'Eat!', Hermione ordered, shoving a stacked plate under his nose.
Harry shoved the plate away from him and muttered, 'Not hungry.'
Ron stopped eating, his mouth full of bacon and spluttered, 'Not hungry! You haven't eaten in days and you're not even the hungry? We're starving!', he gestured to him and Hermione.
'Nope', Harry simply stated.
Ron shook his head and was just heaping marmalade onto some toast, when appeared.
'Hello dearies! How was your sleep?', she said pointedly looking worriedly over at Harry.
'Good, I fell straight to sleep as soon as my head touched the pillow', Ginny replied.
Luna and Neville replied with something along the same lines and looked intrigued when Harry, Hermione nor Ron responded.
'Err...Mum...we haven't been to bed.', Ron stammered.
'WHAT?!', screeched. The whole hall, which was filled with people, stopped their conversations and turned to silently look at the source of the loud voice. 'RONALD ARTHUR WEASLEY, HARRY JAMES POTTER AND HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER. YOU GET YOURSELVES TO BED THIS INSTANT! AND WHEN YOU GET TO THE COMMON ROOM DON'T STOP – JUST KEEP MARCHING UP THOSE STAIRS AND INTO A BED!'
Mortified, Hermione had already stood up, having been scared senseless by and Harry and Ron had reluctantly stood up. As Harry had stood he had wobbled a bit, and had noticed.
'SEE HARRY CAN BARELY STAND HE'S SO TIRED!', she continued to scream in a high-pitch.
'Ehm, no , I sort of busted up my ankle a bit last night, it's nothing just a bit swollen, I think.', Harry replied quietly.
'Oh, are you sure, dear?', she replied, worry now dripping into her voice instead of anger.
'Yeah, I'm good.', Harry smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way.
'Okay then, if you're sure, off to bed then.'
The Golden Trio walked out of the Hall, heading towards Gryffindor Tower, feeling everyone's eyes on their backs.
'I'm hungry', Ron huffed.
'Mate.', Harry laughed. 'You are always hungry.'
A.N.-Hey! I wrote this story a looong time ago, a year or more at least xD I found some chapters on my laptop so I decided to upload them here :D R&R for a cookie! (::)
