Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or anything in it.
NOTE: As you notice, this chapter jumps a few years ahead. I'll go back to First Year in the next chapter. Also, as you may realize, Ron and Harry aren't… friends. Sorry, they'll grow closer as the series grows, but when this chapter ends, they won't be. Not at all.
Harry didn't realize how much this boy wanted to be his friend. He was the third student he had ever met, Ron Wheezy, at least that's what Harry thought was his name. He had been at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for three years now, and now thinking about it, Ron always sat by him, always really close too. He was fond of his brother's Fred and George, in fact it was them who helped them find Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, not guilty. Though somehow, when Ron tried to follow them, he made things worse when his rat transformed into Peter Pettigrew, and almost killed Remus Lupin. But, it's all over now, Sirius is in some far away place, where the Dementors can't find him. But now, he had just received a letter from Ron Wheezy, saying:
Dear HARRY, my dad got tickets to the Quidditch World Cup. I would love if you could come with my family. I've also invited your girlfriend, Harmony –
Harry seemed to be the only person who could spell Hermione's name right.
And she had told me she would be delighted to go. She has already made it, and sorry to say, she's more irritating than ever, so I hope you can make it too. I don't know if you can you the Floo System, but that's how we're coming, through your fireplace. My sister talks nonstop about you, as well, kind of irritating, too. Maybe it's just girls, but whatever. I also wanted to warn you, my family if quite a bit different. You might want to take caution.
Ron Weasley
"Well," Harry said to himself. "That was a little rude." Harry loved Quidditch, being that he was Seeker on the Hogwarts team. "I guess it's spelled 'Weasley' then." Harry was getting ready to reply he didn't want him to waste his time on whatever Floo is, but he remembered Hermione was already there. She was probably waiting for him. Harry looked over at the card Hermione sent him for his birthday.
Hey Harry! I MISS YOU SO MUCH! It killed me to say goodbye, but I knew I had to. Our Hogsmeade trips were so fun! If you have any way to see me this summer, you better find a way. Oh, and did you hear, World Cup is this summer. That'd be a nice date. Happy Birthday, Harry!
Always Loving You, Hermione
Harry guessed he had to go, now. "Great," He said. "The last thing I need is Ron following me around, first time I see Hermione in two months." Harry kept wondering how the Dursley's would take to a family of redheads climbing through their fireplace. "Maybe this ISN'T such a bad idea," Harry said, smirking.
Surely enough, the next day, they came through his fireplace, and bought them back in. The Weasley House, which they called "The Burrow", was strange. They had many magical knick-knacks, and items that float and such. "Where's Hermione?" Harry asked abruptly, to Ron, while he was talking about Quidditch.
"Oh, she's upstairs with Ginny." Ron said. "Anyways, even though I'm hoping for Ireland to win, Viktor Krum is my favorite Seeker, and…" At this point, Harry had already ran off, and went upstairs. He burst into a room, where he heard girls talking in, and pulled Hermione in for a big hug.
"Oh, Harry!" Hermione squealed. "I didn't think you were really coming!"
"I only came to see you." He whispered. Harry looked over Hermione's shoulder to see Ginny with a sad look on her face. Harry knew she liked him, that's why Harry asked Hermione to go in to another room before he pulled her into a big kiss.
"I missed you, Harry," Hermione said. "I missed you so much…" She was almost teary eyed. Harry knew over the past three years, they had become so close to each other. Every year at the end ride back to the Kings Cross Station, they always had to say goodbye. There were always tears when that happened.
"I missed you too, Mione," Harry said. Now she would let him call her that. "I've got to ask you something."
"Anything, Harry," She said.
"Do you feel weird being here? We've never really been THAT good of friends with ANY of the Weasley's."
"Well, I'm friends with Ginny… and you're always joking with Fred and George, they even gave you that map!" Hermione said. "What about that Ron, guy? He seems like he wants to be your friend!"
"He seems more like Colin Creevey, if you ask me," Harry said. "He's always excited to see me, though I'm never excited to see him." Hermione laughed with him.
"Yeah, and Ginny's always drooling over you. When is she going to learn you're taken?"
"Wait, GINNY FANCIES ME?!" Harry asked, sarcastically. They were laughing even harder now.
"I'm going to have to pop her in the nose, teach her a lesson!" Hermione said, playfully.
Neither of them knew, both Ron and Ginny were outside of the door, listening. Ginny started crying, and Ron had to comfort her. They both complained to Mrs. Weasley, that it was a mistake they made, asking them to come with them, but Mrs. Weasley told them they couldn't go home now, because they already bought their tickets.
Later, at dinner, Ron and Ginny narrowed their eyes at Harry and Hermione. "We heard." Ron said.
NOTE: Harry and Hermione weren't trying to be mean, they were just joking. I know it might've seemed out of character, but like I said, things became different.
