Short, I know. It's just taken so long for me to even get this up, that I figured y'all might like at least something small! Life got crazy, but I'm still working on my stuff when I get chances!
Harry held his two best friends tight at the door of the train. While he may have been happy to not have to stay with his "family" this summer, it also meant that he wasn't going to see his best friends this summer, either.
He wouldn't admit it to anyone other than the two he was currently embracing, but his eyes began to tear up. He was taking a Portkey to Heathrow Airport from Platform 9 and ¾, essentially as soon as he stepped off the train. "I'm going to miss you both, you know that, right?" Harry asked, trying not to sound too emotional.
"Mate, we're going to miss you, too; don't even begin to think we're not," Ron jokingly glared at him, smacking lightly upside the head
"And, you're to call when you get there, all right, Harry? If they don't want to pay for the call, just reverse the charges. I want to make sure you get there in one piece, and I want to hear from you this summer. I know we can owl each other, but overseas owling takes a long time, and one of us could be in trouble before the others knew about it. So, you have to call me at least once a week, and I'll either owl Ron with any news, or I'll try to get him on the phone, now that he knows how to use one properly…" Hermione glanced at Ron as she said this, who's ears had turned slightly red at the memory of this last (rather disastrous) phone call.
"Of course, 'Mione. And if anything happens – to anyone here – be sure to call me. I need to make sure everything's all right. Oh, and I'll probably be calling for homework help, as well."
Hermione mock-glared at him. "Harry James Potter, you know that I will not give you answers on your homework! …But on your Muggle homework, I might be persuaded to help a little."
Moody stomped over to where the trio was. "Come along, Potter, time to get moving. Things to do, planes to catch. We've got to hurry you know. CONSTANT VIGILANCE!"
Harry brushed a single tear off Hermione's cheek, blinking back his own tears. "I have to go…" He trailed off as he was swept into a tight group hug. Harry couldn't help thinking, 'I'm going to miss this…' He pulled away reluctantly, wiping at his eyes as Ron cleared his throat and Hermione openly cried. "… It won't be all that long… I'll be back before you know it."
Moody, tired of waiting, grabbed Harry by the shoulders and started pulling him away. "Never learned the meaning of the word 'hurry', did you, Potter? Your plane is leaving in less than an hour. Get moving!"
Harry twisted under Moody's grip, craning his head to look back at his best friends. When he saw them standing there, waving slightly, Hermione being supported by Ron, all he could say was "…bye…".
Okay... R&R!!!
