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Chapter 2: Ginny's Story
Hermione looked up at the sound of the knock. Her brown eyes narrowed. If it was Ron, he would most definitely be reminded of the day when his mother had sent him a howler when they were 12 years old.
She walked toward the door deliberately. Her bushy hair seemed to crackle with electricity. She opened the door.
The first thing she saw was a shock of sopping, red hair. Her heart leapt; even though she would have yelled at Ron, she would have been infinitely happy to see him home again. But it wasn't Ron. It was one of her best friends and Ron's little sister, Ginny. Ginny was married to Harry Potter. They also lived in London, a few blocks away. Their house was larger than Ron and Hermione's; then again, they had three kids, plus Harry's godson Teddy Lupin often visited and stayed overnight. It just so happened that Teddy was romantically involved with Hermione's niece, Victoire, the daughter of Ron's brother Bill.
Hermione was surprised to see Ginny there. She had thought Harry and Ginny were away for the weekend in Southern France while their kids stayed with Arthur and Molly. Her heart started pounding. Why would Ginny be here? And where was Ron???
Ginny looked up. The thunderstorm booming and pouring outside had obviously taken a toll on her hair, it was drenched, as were her clothes. Her usually orange hair now looked a dark red. Her eyes were red and puffy. Hermione's heart lurched.
Ginny was panting. "H-Hermione. I r-ran all the way here. Is Ron home?" she asked, her voice breaking.
Hermione looked at her friend and silently shook her head, then ushered her sister-in-law into the dry house.
After she had dried Ginny and her clothes with a simple flick of her wand, she sat her down on a chintz sofa and placed her hands over Ginny's. "What's wrong?" she asked softly. "What's happened?"
Ginny sighed, and then began. "Harry and I were supposed to be vacationing now. But yesterday morning as I was finishing packing he got an urgent call from one of his staff. He had to be at the office immediately, and bring Ron. It was unavoidable and totally secret. Harry wasn't even supposed to tell me. And he didn't. You know how he gets with his work.
Hermione nodded. "Ron left for work yesterday morning, but he just left as usual, not on an urgent call. Harry probably told him in secret."
Ginny nodded as well. "That's probably right. Anyways, Harry's not home yet. And Ron isn't either. I just came from the Ministry. And—" At this point she let out a loud sob and buried her face in her hands, muffling the next part of the sentence, "They're not there either!"
Hermione's eyes darkened. She could probably guess what this meant. Harry and Ron weren't home. Their department had sent them on a secret urgent mission—and they weren't at the office. As Ginny leaned over and hugged Hermione, Hermione closed her arms around her friends back and held her as they both cried quietly.
After about five minutes, they started to think about where they could be. However, it seemed, they were as clueless to where they could be as when Harry Ron and Hermione were searching for Horcruxes back when they were 17.
Just then Rose appeared in the doorway. "Mom? Aunt Ginny? I…I think I know where they are."
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