Chapter 2

"'Mione!" came the muffled voice of Ron, his face buried in her embrace. Hermione released him from her grip allowing Ron some breathing room as he choked in some air.

"You're a little too excited to see me."

Hermione just smiled at him. Same old Ron Weasley. He had barely changed at all: still the same clear water blue eyes, red hair, pasty face. But now his hair was somewhat longer, shadowing over his eyes, and was an intense red perhaps deeper than before, all within his tall, slightly muscular built.

"You know you're happy to see me, too, Ron."

He smiled crookedly.

"So how was your trip on the way here? George told me not to even come pick you up coz he said you've probably gone missed your train." He carried her bag as they made their way to the Leaky Cauldron.

She chuckled to herself.

"Oh, I almost did. And as for my trip...well, I did run into Malfoy."

"Ferret boy?? Good Merlin, how unfortunate for you."

They continued talking until they reached the Leaky Cauldron.

"Hermione Granger!" a voice came from across the room. "Is that you?"

Hermione turned around to see a delightfully happy Mrs. Weasley walking fast towards her.

"Hi Mrs. Weasley."

"Why, dear, you're looking even more lovely than before!" She hugs Hermione, rocking her back and forth. "You can go in the other room. We're just doing some last minute details for the wedding tomorrow. Everyone's just about here...except for Harry of course."

She turned around to leave and shouted over her shoulder, "Ron you put her things upstairs!"

"Yes mum," Ron mumbled, trudging Hermione's bag to the staircase.

Hermione just stood there confused by Mrs. Weasley's words.

"Why isn't Harry here?" she called to Ron who was half way up already.

"Didn't you hear? He's on a vacation with his girlfriend and her parents. Down in France I think."

"With the parents? How serious are they?"

"Dunno. Pretty serious if you voluntarily wanna go out with the parents."

"I always thought Harry would go for someone with a bit more class than that bird from Puddlemere."

Ron set down the bag on the steps.

"He's not with her anymore, Hermione. He's with a different bird."

She stared at him unbelievingly.

"Who is she then?"

Ron shrugged and continued up the stairs. Curious about Harry's new girlfriend, she hesitantly entered the next room to see everyone already seated around a long table.

Scattered randomly were family and friends. And in the center was the bride and groom themselves: Angelina and Fred.

After saying 'hi' to everyone she knew (plus congratulating the happy couple), Hermione seated herself between Ginny and George.

"So I take it you've heard about Harry," Ginny whispers to her.

Hermione nods slowly, not sure if Ginny meant something more than what Ron told her.

"We were together, you know. For about two months until I left him for Vincent."

Hermione looked at her friend with confused eyes.

"Who's Vincent? I don't think I've heard of him."

"Sure you have Hermione. He went to Hogwarts with us."

Hermione almost choked on her carrots as she realized who Ginny was referring to.

"Crabbe?? Vincent Crabbe?!"

Ginny's eyes widened and gave her a hurtful look. Hermione tried to restrain her laughter and shock, which was trying to escape her lips. Finally she gained control of herself.

"I mean, yes Crabbe...er, Vincent. I knew him." She managed to keep a straight face while nodding her laughter away.

"We like to think she was under the Imperius during that time." George leaned from Hermione's left side and whispered to her. She managed to stifle a giggle.

"So... how's Goyle?" Hermione asked turning back to Ginny.

This time, it was George's turn to laugh but he didn't bother hiding it. Ginny gave him an icy stare and returned to her dinner, completely ignoring Hermione's question.

Ron finally returned and sat down in front of Hermione. After dinner, everyone gave their toasts and some stayed back to chat while others headed upstairs for their bed. Hermione was among them. She sat on the edge of the bed reading. Ron walked by her room and just stood by the door.

"You seemed kinda quiet during dinner. Is something wrong?"

Hermione looked up, sighed, and slowly put her book down.

"I was just counting on seeing Harry tonight. It's been so long."

"Yea, I know. But don't worry. We'll see him tomorrow. Said he'll be here before the wedding."

Hermione nods as she stares off into the distance.

"Well I suppose we should get some sleep now. We do have to wake up early."

Ron eyes droop sadly at the word 'early', shuffling his feet over to his room.

Hermione pulled the covers over her and attempted to clear her mind. 'Tomorrow...I get to see Harry and catch up with him, and I get to attend Fred's wedding...what could be better.'

A/N: All these characters are fictional and based on the Harry Potter books.

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