Hi, everyone. Before staring my story, there are a few things you should know.
I'm not a native English speaker, unfortunately and this is my first story, so please do not get mad at me because of the language. I'm just trying to improve it.
Setting: After HBP, Hermione& Ron& Harry are looking for Horcruxes, and the first place they are going is Godric's Hollow.
Harry looked out the window of the Knight Bus. It had been about three hours since they got on, and they were still on their way. It's just like Muggle vehicles, he can't help but think. He turned his head as he heard someone snore. It was Ron, he hadn't slept the other day because of the wedding ceremony (so did Harry but he didn't feel like sleeping). His red hair just seemed like Harry's for the moment, and his mouth was wide open.
Hermione, sitting the bed near Ron's rolled her eyes, and gave Harry one of her 'Ron!' looks. She also, seemed sleepy, but, Harry thought, she didn't feel like sleeping either. Actually, Hermione was too tense to sleep, he knew that. She hadn't said a word about them going on this 'trip', but Harry& Ron knew she didn't agree on not returning Hogwarts (especially after learning that she was going to be the Head Girl).
At that time, Knight Bus's driver Ernie, stopped the car. "Godric's Hollow!" he said. Harry stood up, so did Hermione. "I'll wake him up." She said, as Harry took their luggage out. "Oh, 'Mione." Ron said in a seductive way, as he opened his eyes. The next second "Hermione!" he said, kind of shocked to see her there. "C'mon, get up. We're in Godric's Hollow!" Hermione told him quickly, she couldn't help but smile. Ron, ashamed, got up, and picked the remaining stuff, and stepped out. The purple vehicle disappeared behind him.
There it was- Godric's Hollow. Harry looked at the village. Hogsmeade, was the only village he had seen so far, and this place had not nothing to do with Hogsmeade. It seemed so cold, sad, and isolated, like no one ever lived there. All he could see was, old old houses, and some ruins with few birds flying above them.
They walked slowly to the center of the village, where wrote "Welcome To Godric's Hollow" in an old font, on a very damaged piece of wood. "It's like…they've forgotten what's magic around here." Ron said. "Well, they should have, shouldn't they? I mean, Muggles live here…or they used to." Hermione said, looking at the ruins. Harry nodded, he was looking at the old wooden piece… Somehow, he felt closer to the village, his parents once looked at this wooden piece everyday, they used to see these old houses… Somehow, the old village seemed to him as the coziest place in the whole world.
"What da fuss is goin' on here?" suddenly shouted a voice behind them.
