Hey guys! I'm pretty new at this so please be nice. Anyway, this is a HermioneScabior fic so read and I hope you like it!
A/N: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, they all belong the J.K Rowling
Second Chances
It was windy day in Diagon Alley. Witches and wizards were bustling around; doing whatever it is they needed done.
A young witch ran through a crowd of wizards outside Flourish and Blotts, her wavy brown hair flying behind her as she ran, causing them to drop their recently purchased books and shout angrily at the flustered witch's disappearing back. Of course she paid them no attention and continued running until she reached her desired destination. Florean Frotescue's Ice-Cream Parlour.
As she entered the crowded shop, she began looking in the crowd for a certain, familiar face. A fiery-haired girl sat by the window with a banana split in front of her. She spotted the slightly bushy haired girl and waved at her.
" Mione! Over here!" she yelled, attempting to get her friends attention. Hermione turned and saw her waving frantically by the window. She gave her a small smile and walked over to her friend, dodging a few little witches and wizards running around the overcrowded room. It honestly shocked her how many people there was eating ice-cream when it was November! But then again, Florean's ice-cream was amazing…
"Hey Ginny" sighed Hermione
"Dear merlin 'Mione!" exclaimed Ginny "Are you ok? You look awful! I swear I am going to hex the crap out of Ron for doing this!" she growled.
"No Gin, don't" Hermione protested weakly.
Ginny shot her friend a look. "And why not?" she asked.
"Because" began Hermione "I don't want you to hate your brother because of me. He is your brother after all."
"I don't care if he is! He should not have cheated on you! And with Lavender Brown nonetheless." She said, clearly disgusted by the thought. Hermione just gave a weak chuckle and smile.
Just at that moment Ginny's phone rang. Yes, Ginny Weasley does have a phone. Harry bought it for her for her eighteenth birthday a few ago. The red-head looked at the caller ID and frowned.
"Who is it?" asked Hermione
Ginny sighed. "It's Harry" she said "I better get this." She stood up and strode towards the door to find a quieter spot to answer the call.
Out of the corner of her eye Hermione saw a young teenage couple feeding each other little spoonful's of, what seemed to be a hot fudge sundae and just generally being a lovey dovey couple. Hermione heaved a sigh. Ron and she used to do that, or at least Ron would try and Hermione would just raise her eyebrow and give him a look which, of course, promptly causes him to stop .Maybe that's why he cheated she thought, because he wanted to be all lovey dovey. It was true that Hermione was not a very feely showey person but that doesn't mean she didn't appreciate Ron and how he cared, or used to care, for her. No Hermione. That is a stupid reason for someone to cheat she berated herself quietly but loads of people cheat for loads of stupid reasons she thought but that still doesn't give Ronald an excuse to cheat! Great, now she was arguing with herself the first sign of craziness 'Mione…
"Hey, you ok? You look a bit out of it" a concerned voice snapped her out of her train of thought.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. What did Harry want?" she asked, quickly trying to change the topic.
"He wanted to meet up to pick things up for the movie night we'd be having later. You can come if you want." suggested the red head.
"Thanks but no thanks Gin. It's your personal time with Harry. I don't want to intrude.
"But 'Mione you wouldn't be intru-"
"No Ginny, its fine. Really, but do me a favour and don't tell Harry" Ginny was about to cut in when Hermione said "I wouldn't want them to start fighting because of me" she explained
"Oh alright 'Mione" sighed Ginny.
Hermione smiled. "Thanks Gin, now off you go! Have fun at your movie night ok?"
Ginny gave her a cheeky grin "will do 'Mione! And don't worry about Ron I'll deal with him later" and with a wink she flounced out of the parlour. Hermione groaned and plopped back down on her seat. What am I going to do with her? She asked herself smiling as she saw her friend traipse away from the parlour and out of sight. She laid her head down on the table and sighed. I still can't believe he cheated she thought forlornly was it something I said? Was it something I did? Did I do anything to offend him or something? She continued thinking of things she could have done wrong for god knows how long. When a gust of wind blew into the almost deserted parlour and she looked up to seethe last person she'd think of seeing in Florean Frotescue's.
So that was the first part of my two-shot. I hope you guys liked it and leave me a review :)