Sorry I'm new to this word processor I recently installed in my computer and didn't add it last chapter by accident but I do not own Harry Potter. Rights belong to Warner bros and of course the glorious JK Rowling. J
Confusion Chapter 2: "I don't quite know what to say"
She slept straight through to the morning. She awoke refreshed then suddenly yesterday's events flooded her memory. Mr. Weasley was in the hospital and she wanted to know why. No, needed to. She was determined as always. She pushed off her blanket and began to get off the bed when suddenly one of her fellow Gryffindor roommates, Lavender Brown walked in holding some letters.
She looked up and flushed a bit as if she had just been caught cheating on a test. "Oh, Hermione this came for you. Harry's owl was circling the Great Hall like mad this morning. It's got to be urgent. Hehe. He dropped it on my plate after a while so I guess I was supposed to bring it or ..something. Well I'd best be off don't want to leave my friends waiting. They're walking me to class…" With that she tossed the letter to Hermione and fled the room.
`Well that was odd` thought Hermione. Then it hit her. A letter from Harry! She was finally going to know what happened. Just then she looked down and noticed that the letter had deep nail grip imprints and was torn open a bit along the side. `That nasty bimbo was going to open my letter` she thought, `well if I could avoid her basically the past five years I can go the next two without involving her in my life`. Deciding to not let her bed neighbor's obnoxiousness spoil her discovery she decided to open the letter. Sure enough it was in Harry's writing. It read:
" Hermione,
In case you haven't heard. Mr. Weasley was recently in an accident involving an item that was of importance to Snuffle's friends. He is in St. Mungos and I will explain more when you join our company for Christmas.
-Harry "
Hermione let out a deep breath. `Okay` she thought. `I will be there in a few days when holiday begins, I can do this. Come on you can do this.` However she couldn't help but feel an emptiness that was in no way reassuring. Then she absorbed something else. Hermione couldn't believe it. It had to do with the order. Of course. The letter even said so. But what had gone so wrong with guarding that the hospital was involved? Her mind was spinning with all of the possibilities. However she was incredibly worried still. Someone clearly wanted what was being protected, and she had the greatest impression that as far as they had gone to get it, they would be very willing to go a whole lot further. The feeling that reached her a few seconds later was once more anxiousness and curiosity as to how Mr. Weasley was doing and if he would fully recover. She knew she would only have to wait another week until holiday. Then she could know everything. This soothed her. With that she left the room.
Trunk packed and ready to go she headed to the carriages which would take her to where she would board the Hogwarts express to begin winter holiday. On the carriages and train she sat with Luna and Neville. He was explaining to Luna about some plant from his herbology textbook as Luna was telling him about a creature she knew of that hides in the roots and absorbs the moisture so the plant dries out, as well as the cure for this. Hermione was taking this opportunity to watch the snowy plains out the window and give herself some mental prep for what she could and couldn't tell her parents about.
As she stepped into King's Cross Station she was greeted by the site of her joyful parents. She had explained over owl to tem that she was going to stay with them a night and then would have to attend to a Weasley family emergency. They spent the car ride home catching up on the things letters couldn't quite capture. Sometimes they would seek a bit more information on the Weasley family matter but she had to brush them off and make a lot of the information simple. They did have to understand. She knew for now it frustrated them beyond belief but that in the long run they knew she was smart and sure of what she was doing. It was her world, and it was important to her. It was really nice to see her parents after that huge gap of absence from them. Watching her father laugh from the driver's seat in the car at a joke her mother told she realized just how lucky she was to have him safe and just why Mr. Weasley's injuries internally affected her so much.
For a large majority of the year the magic world was her home. One her parents could never fully experience and that she couldn't connect with them about. They were muggle dentists after all.. They could never become witches or wizards. Sure she loved the muggle world and go along wonderfully there, but the wizard world was where she felt she truly belonged. Perhaps an in-between. She realized she had this special bond with Ron's father that she couldn't with her own, at least in the magic sense. He was her father figure in the wizard world. She admired him. Well she kind of fancied his youngest son as well but that was beyond the point. He was the man with answers when she couldn't go to her dad. She considered Ron's family part of her own. Hearing he was in such a state was a shame, because he was a wonderful man who didn't deserve it. Things were beginning to get even more dangerous, and now it wasn't just the innocent blood of one being shed. First Cedric, then it could've been Mr. Weasley.
She finished her dinner and headed to her room. She studied a bit then went and got ready for bed after a nice long bath to calm herself. In the morning she was greeted by her mother at her door. She came across the room and sat down. "Good morning dear, now know you just woke up but we do need to discuss a few things before you go today."
"Alright mum. But you know-"
"Yes, there's a lot I can't be told" her mother cut in. "For my own safety in the long run. However this is a different sort of conversation. You see love, you told me Ron is in need at a bad family time. It seems as though he is in a fragile state where he won't really know where to put himself. I can
Tell how you talk about him, my motherly instincts tell me that you want more than a friendship with this boy."
Hermione felt her face begin to heat up.
"All I am saying dear is he's going to certainly need some comfort. Some nice womanly comfort that comes from someone outside his family. I want you to help him, and make sure he feels better and tell him it's going to be alright. But don't let your feelings move things a little….quick in pace."
"Oh mum, oh gosh please this is uncomfortable."
"I know you are a smart girl Hermione, all I am saying is he has a plug. Well…just don't become his outlet."
"MUM!" with that she stood up, appalled at where this was going.
"I'm far too young to become a grandmother." With that she stood up from the edge of the bed and walked out of the room.
`Well that was immensely awkward` she thought, as she began to pack her trunk.
So please excuse my huge gap from chapter to chapter two. I'm hoping to begin updates every few days or even maybe at some point every day. Next chapter she finally gets to the Weasley's J
