Disclaimer: Same as last chapter.
Harry was walking down the halls of the hospital. He had left the waiting room, where he had been waiting for his Aunt Petunia and cousin Dudley, to go outside and get a bit of fresh air to clear his mind. Only problem was, he now found himself lost. Sighing he turned around to go back the way he came and hopefully end up back in the waiting room. However, as he kept going he found he couldn't remember if he had come from the left or right. So he just kept taking random turns in hope to find either a waiting room, or the exit.
He was walking down a dim corridor when he thought he heard someone call his name. He stopped, thinking he was hearing things and turned around. There was no one there. He heard it again, this time a little louder.
"Harry?" A feminine voice called uncertainly. That voice sounded really familiar to him. 'Hermione?' he wondered to himself. 'No, it can't be, what would she be doing in a muggle hospital?' he thought.
Intrigued, Harry peeked into the room the voice had come from. There sat none other than Hermione Granger, looking rather forlorn. Surprised Harry rushed into the room to Hermione's side.
"Hermione!? What's wrong? Why are you here?" Harry questioned, as he sat down in the chair next to her bed and took her hands in his. Hermione stared at him, as if daring him to disappear.
"I lost the ring you gave me," She murmured finally, looking down at her hands shamefully. Harry was perplexed, she still had that?
"Hermione, that's okay. I'll buy you another ring," He said soothingly, rubbing his thumbs over the back of her hands. She looked up at him, unshed tears filling her large, inquisitive brown eyes.
"You're not mad?" She asked quietly. Harry shook his head.
"Of course not," Harry said softly. Hermione smiled weakly at him and pulled one of her hands from his to wipe away a single tear that was trailing down her cheek.
"Gosh, I feel like such a fool now!" She said, sniffling and laughing lightly.
"What happened to you? Why are you here?" Harry asked again, his voice full of concern.
"I was in a car accident. I broke my leg and had a concussion," Hermione explained, frowning slightly.
"Oh," Harry said. "Does Ron know?" He asked after a moments silence. Hermione jumped at the mention of Ron's name. She blinked and glared at Harry.
"No," She stated harshly.
Harry wasn't sure how to take Hermione, she wasn't acting quite herself. 'Probably the medication.' he thought.
"Do you want me to owl him?" Harry asked slowly.
"NO!" Hermione cried, her eyes blazing.
"He's your boyfriend, don't you think he'd want to know that you're in the hospital and come see you?" Harry asked carefully.
"Wouldn't want to make him leave he's precious Victoria," Hermione said sarcastically with a sneer on her face.
"Oh yeah, she is staying with them this summer, isn't she? But Hermione he wouldn't cheat on you!" Harry proclaimed.
"He wouldn't be, considering he broke up with me on the train after you got off. I thought you knew! Didn't he tell you? What did you think we were doing?" Hermione asked, confused.
"I er, thought you two wanted to be alone to have a more private goodbye," Harry whispered, blushing furiously.
"Heh," Hermione scoffed.
"He- he did that? And he told you is was because of Victoria?" Harry asked letting this information sink in.
"Of course not, Harry! He said we needed to take a 'well needed break'. But I knew that wasn't it. I'm not stupid Harry, I knew it was because of Victoria," Hermione said solemnly. "And if he thinks I'm going to go back out with him again he's got another thing coming! I know I'm not pretty and that he can do better . . . But I refuse to be someone's backup luggage!" Hermione added as an afterthought.
"Hermione, you're wrong," Harry said staring deeply into her eyes. He saw anger flicker briefly in her eyes, but as quickly as it had come it was gone.
"How's that?" She asked.
"You are pretty. You're beautiful," Harry gulped. Hermione laughed.
"That's funny Harry!" She said patting the top of his head.
Harry was serious though, and he would have told her so too. If at that very moment the nurse hadn't come in.
"Who are you?" She asked looking pointedly at Harry.
"Um, Harry Potter Ma'am," Harry said softly.
"Really? Well I don't know how or why you're in here, but I'm afraid you have to leave," She said as she walked over to the other side of Hermione's bed.
"I'm not leaving her!" Harry insisted. The nurse raised one of her eyebrows at Harry.
"Is that so? Because I believe you have a rather angry aunt looking for you in the waiting room just down the hall," She spoke strictly. Harry frowned, he couldn't leave her! I wouldn't leave her, he was staying and that was final.
"Hermione? I have to go talk to my aunt, but I'll come back, I promise," Harry told her, standing up and leaning over to give her a hug, before leaving the room.
After Harry left Hermione looked up at her nurse Tabtha.
"He can stay can't he?" Hermione asked pleadingly. She didn't know why, but having Harry there with her made everything seem okay. He made her feel safe and content.
"Is he your boyfriend of something?" Tabtha asked.
"Harry? I wish, I mean.. No! He's not. He-he's just my friend!" Hermione said blushing a furious shade of scarlet at what she had said. Tabtha smiled knowingly at her.
"Well, I'll see what I can do," She said.
***
Harry walked down the halls as fast as he could, and to his surprise found the waiting room quite quickly. 'Odd' he thought. He spotted his aunt and cousin sitting tempestuously in the far corner of the waiting room. As soon as his aunt saw him she was practically shaking with rage.
"Where have you been boy? We're leaving! Just wait 'til we get home! You'll be punished for this!" She said quietly, yet forcefully.
"Actually, I'm not going home with you. I'm staying here; my friend is hurt and I'm staying with her," Harry blinked.
"Oh no you will not! You're coming home with us right now!" His aunt was practically spitting on him.
"No, I'm not. I'm staying here!" Harry said beginning to get angry.
"No! I said you're coming with us! There's no way I'm coming back down here to get you later! Or paying for a taxi to do so! You. Are. Coming. Home. Now!" His aunt glared at him.
"No, I'm not," Harry said and without waiting for an answer he turned and started walking back towards Hermione's room. His Aunt Petunia following him the whole way telling him otherwise. Harry paid no heed to her as he walked into Hermione's room. He stopped short however when he saw her parents huddled over her bed.
"Harry you're back!" Hermione grinned when she saw him, making Harry feel less insecure. He smiled back and walked into the room, standing on the apposing side of the bed that Mr. And Mrs. Granger occupied.
"I was just telling my parents about how you were here," She smiled. Harry smiled back weakly.
"Hello Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger," Harry said smiling politely at them.
"Hello Harry dear," Mrs. Granger smiled at him. "I'm glad you're here, it's good for Hermione to have someone to cheer her up."
"Well . . ." Harry started frowning. "My aunt won't let me stay," he said nodding his head towards the door where his aunt and cousin stood angrily in the hallway. Mrs. Granger frowned also when she caught sight of the look of utter disappointment on her daughters face.
"Perhaps, if Jonathan and I talk to her, she might re-consider," She spoke after a moment. Her husband gave her a funny look and she motioned towards Hermione with her eyes before looking back at her husband again. As if to say, look how sad she is. Mr. Granger sighed and gave in with a nod of his head. Mrs. Granger smiled and pulled him out to the hallway to talk to Petunia.
Mrs. Granger returned to the room around 10 minutes later.
"You can stay dear," She said smiling. "You don't mind staying the rest of the summer with us do you?" She asked.
"N-no! Of course not! Thank you!" Harry said graciously.
"It's no problem dear!" She exclaimed cheerily. Hermione looked over at Harry shocked at her mothers doing. He just smiled down at her, his eyes shinning with happiness. Hermione smiled, she was happy Harry was staying with her and she would be sure to thank her mother later.
Mr. Granger came back in a few minutes later. "I've just talked with the doctor. He says we can bring Hermione home today. The only wrong with her is her leg and the scratches and bruises she has, which will heal on their own in time. We just have to bring her back in a week for a check up on her leg," he explained.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Mrs. Granger cried.
"Yeah it is! I don't think I could have taken anymore of that hospital food!" Hermione gagged causing Mr. Ganger to laugh at his daughters antics.
"Well I'll go get the nurse and send her in to help you get Hermione in a wheel chair so we can get her out to the car, and get her prescriptions. Then I guess I'll meet you back in the waiting room," Mr. Granger said and then left to find Tabatha.
***
"Can I visit Amber before I leave?" Hermione asked Tabatha as she sat in her wheelchair ready to leave.
"I suppose, she's in room 409, just down the hall and to the right," Tabatha said and then walked off.
"Is it okay with you mom?" Hermione asked looking up at her mother.
"Of course sweetie. I'll go wait in the waiting room and tell your father, you and Harry can go," She said smiling and turning the other way and heading off towards the waiting room.
"So who's Amber?" Harry asked as he pushed Hermione down the hall.
"She's my muggle friend who I was with when we got in the accident," Hermione said.
"Oh," Harry said as they reached room 409. He pushed Hermione in slowly.
"Hey Amber," Hermione said softly. The girl lying on the bed smiled.
"Hermione?" She asked quietly.
"Yeah, how are you?" She asked as Harry rolled her up to the side of Amber's bed. Harry stood silently behind her, unnoticed.
"I've been better," Amber laughed and that's when she noticed Harry. She gasped and looked back down at Hermione.
"Who's he?" Amber asked, flicking her gaze up once more towards Harry before back down at Hermione.
"Not . . . Ron?" She asked hesitantly.
"Nooo! This is Harry!" Hermione grinned. Amber's eyes lit up.
"Ooh! Well hi Harry, it's nice to meet you I'm Amber. And Hermione, thanks for the introduction," Amber said, saying the last bit sarcastically.
"It's nice to meet you too," Harry said politely.
"Sorry Amber, I have to go though. My parents are waiting for me. Call me when you get home?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, bye," Amber said as they left.
After they met Mr. And Mrs. Granger in the waiting room Mr. Granger left to go pull the car around and they all piled in.
They arrived at the Granger's home shortly, and Harry and Mr. Granger helped Hermione to her room.
"Harry, will you bring be that book, the one on my desk there," Hermione asked pointing to her desk from her bed. Harry smiled as he handed her the book.
"Harry?" Harry heard Mr.Granger call making his way into Hermione's room.
"Yes Mr. Granger?" Harry asked when Mr. Granger appeared in the doorway.
"I was going to go get Hermione's prescription filled and I thought perhaps you could go with me. That way on the way home we could stop by your Aunt and Uncle's and pick up your stuff," Mr. Ganger said.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Harry said, following Mr. Granger down the hall.
***
Hermione was in her room, sitting on her bed while her mother brushed her hair. Hermione looked over to her dresser and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She practically laughed aloud at herself. She looked horrid! Her face was scratched, she had a black eye, and her lip was cut and swollen. She remember Harry's earlier statement of how she looked beautiful and smiled to herself.
***
Harry was lying on the queen bed in the guest room the Grangers has so kindly provided for him. He had gotten back from his trip with Mr. Granger around thirty minutes ago. The trip had been surprisingly uneventful. When they had arrived home Hermione had been asleep. So he had unpacked his belongings only to find Hermione still sleeping peacefully. She had looked so angelic lying there a content smile playing on her face.
So now here Harry lie, lost in thought, many emotions coursing though him. He was elated, confused, angry, and worrisome all at once. He was elated to be able to stay with Hermione for the rest of the summer. Positively thrilled he had been when Mrs. Granger had asked him to stay, all he could think about was being there for Hermione while she was hurt. But now everything was starting to sink in and Harry's head was spinning. He was confused and angry with Ron for what he had done to Hermione. How could he haven done that to Hermione? And over Victoria no less! Victoria may have had a pretty face, but in Harry's opinion she was as shallow as they came. No, she was nothing compared to Hermione.
Worry was now overtaking most of his concerns now though. He was worried about his staying with the Grangers. Was it safe? Was he putting them in danger by staying there? He wouldn't be able to live with himself if his staying there caused harm to Hermione or her parents. He remembered how Dumbledore had refused to let him stay with Ron last summer for safety reasons. Very concerned now Harry got up and walked over to the desk in his room and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill which he had placed in there only moments before. He quickly composed a letter to Dumbledore telling him what had happened and making sure it was alright for him to stay there.
Then he walked over and opened Hedwig's cage and sent her off with the letter.
"Harry?" Mrs. Granger called.
"Yes ma'am?" Harry asked walking down the hall towards where her voice was coming from.
"It's time for dinner," She said kindly when she saw him. So Harry sat and ate dinner with Mr. And Mrs. Granger before heading back to the guest room and going to sleep.
He was awoken several hours later to the sounds of Hermione crying in her room down the hall.
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Harry was walking down the halls of the hospital. He had left the waiting room, where he had been waiting for his Aunt Petunia and cousin Dudley, to go outside and get a bit of fresh air to clear his mind. Only problem was, he now found himself lost. Sighing he turned around to go back the way he came and hopefully end up back in the waiting room. However, as he kept going he found he couldn't remember if he had come from the left or right. So he just kept taking random turns in hope to find either a waiting room, or the exit.
He was walking down a dim corridor when he thought he heard someone call his name. He stopped, thinking he was hearing things and turned around. There was no one there. He heard it again, this time a little louder.
"Harry?" A feminine voice called uncertainly. That voice sounded really familiar to him. 'Hermione?' he wondered to himself. 'No, it can't be, what would she be doing in a muggle hospital?' he thought.
Intrigued, Harry peeked into the room the voice had come from. There sat none other than Hermione Granger, looking rather forlorn. Surprised Harry rushed into the room to Hermione's side.
"Hermione!? What's wrong? Why are you here?" Harry questioned, as he sat down in the chair next to her bed and took her hands in his. Hermione stared at him, as if daring him to disappear.
"I lost the ring you gave me," She murmured finally, looking down at her hands shamefully. Harry was perplexed, she still had that?
"Hermione, that's okay. I'll buy you another ring," He said soothingly, rubbing his thumbs over the back of her hands. She looked up at him, unshed tears filling her large, inquisitive brown eyes.
"You're not mad?" She asked quietly. Harry shook his head.
"Of course not," Harry said softly. Hermione smiled weakly at him and pulled one of her hands from his to wipe away a single tear that was trailing down her cheek.
"Gosh, I feel like such a fool now!" She said, sniffling and laughing lightly.
"What happened to you? Why are you here?" Harry asked again, his voice full of concern.
"I was in a car accident. I broke my leg and had a concussion," Hermione explained, frowning slightly.
"Oh," Harry said. "Does Ron know?" He asked after a moments silence. Hermione jumped at the mention of Ron's name. She blinked and glared at Harry.
"No," She stated harshly.
Harry wasn't sure how to take Hermione, she wasn't acting quite herself. 'Probably the medication.' he thought.
"Do you want me to owl him?" Harry asked slowly.
"NO!" Hermione cried, her eyes blazing.
"He's your boyfriend, don't you think he'd want to know that you're in the hospital and come see you?" Harry asked carefully.
"Wouldn't want to make him leave he's precious Victoria," Hermione said sarcastically with a sneer on her face.
"Oh yeah, she is staying with them this summer, isn't she? But Hermione he wouldn't cheat on you!" Harry proclaimed.
"He wouldn't be, considering he broke up with me on the train after you got off. I thought you knew! Didn't he tell you? What did you think we were doing?" Hermione asked, confused.
"I er, thought you two wanted to be alone to have a more private goodbye," Harry whispered, blushing furiously.
"Heh," Hermione scoffed.
"He- he did that? And he told you is was because of Victoria?" Harry asked letting this information sink in.
"Of course not, Harry! He said we needed to take a 'well needed break'. But I knew that wasn't it. I'm not stupid Harry, I knew it was because of Victoria," Hermione said solemnly. "And if he thinks I'm going to go back out with him again he's got another thing coming! I know I'm not pretty and that he can do better . . . But I refuse to be someone's backup luggage!" Hermione added as an afterthought.
"Hermione, you're wrong," Harry said staring deeply into her eyes. He saw anger flicker briefly in her eyes, but as quickly as it had come it was gone.
"How's that?" She asked.
"You are pretty. You're beautiful," Harry gulped. Hermione laughed.
"That's funny Harry!" She said patting the top of his head.
Harry was serious though, and he would have told her so too. If at that very moment the nurse hadn't come in.
"Who are you?" She asked looking pointedly at Harry.
"Um, Harry Potter Ma'am," Harry said softly.
"Really? Well I don't know how or why you're in here, but I'm afraid you have to leave," She said as she walked over to the other side of Hermione's bed.
"I'm not leaving her!" Harry insisted. The nurse raised one of her eyebrows at Harry.
"Is that so? Because I believe you have a rather angry aunt looking for you in the waiting room just down the hall," She spoke strictly. Harry frowned, he couldn't leave her! I wouldn't leave her, he was staying and that was final.
"Hermione? I have to go talk to my aunt, but I'll come back, I promise," Harry told her, standing up and leaning over to give her a hug, before leaving the room.
After Harry left Hermione looked up at her nurse Tabtha.
"He can stay can't he?" Hermione asked pleadingly. She didn't know why, but having Harry there with her made everything seem okay. He made her feel safe and content.
"Is he your boyfriend of something?" Tabtha asked.
"Harry? I wish, I mean.. No! He's not. He-he's just my friend!" Hermione said blushing a furious shade of scarlet at what she had said. Tabtha smiled knowingly at her.
"Well, I'll see what I can do," She said.
***
Harry walked down the halls as fast as he could, and to his surprise found the waiting room quite quickly. 'Odd' he thought. He spotted his aunt and cousin sitting tempestuously in the far corner of the waiting room. As soon as his aunt saw him she was practically shaking with rage.
"Where have you been boy? We're leaving! Just wait 'til we get home! You'll be punished for this!" She said quietly, yet forcefully.
"Actually, I'm not going home with you. I'm staying here; my friend is hurt and I'm staying with her," Harry blinked.
"Oh no you will not! You're coming home with us right now!" His aunt was practically spitting on him.
"No, I'm not. I'm staying here!" Harry said beginning to get angry.
"No! I said you're coming with us! There's no way I'm coming back down here to get you later! Or paying for a taxi to do so! You. Are. Coming. Home. Now!" His aunt glared at him.
"No, I'm not," Harry said and without waiting for an answer he turned and started walking back towards Hermione's room. His Aunt Petunia following him the whole way telling him otherwise. Harry paid no heed to her as he walked into Hermione's room. He stopped short however when he saw her parents huddled over her bed.
"Harry you're back!" Hermione grinned when she saw him, making Harry feel less insecure. He smiled back and walked into the room, standing on the apposing side of the bed that Mr. And Mrs. Granger occupied.
"I was just telling my parents about how you were here," She smiled. Harry smiled back weakly.
"Hello Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger," Harry said smiling politely at them.
"Hello Harry dear," Mrs. Granger smiled at him. "I'm glad you're here, it's good for Hermione to have someone to cheer her up."
"Well . . ." Harry started frowning. "My aunt won't let me stay," he said nodding his head towards the door where his aunt and cousin stood angrily in the hallway. Mrs. Granger frowned also when she caught sight of the look of utter disappointment on her daughters face.
"Perhaps, if Jonathan and I talk to her, she might re-consider," She spoke after a moment. Her husband gave her a funny look and she motioned towards Hermione with her eyes before looking back at her husband again. As if to say, look how sad she is. Mr. Granger sighed and gave in with a nod of his head. Mrs. Granger smiled and pulled him out to the hallway to talk to Petunia.
Mrs. Granger returned to the room around 10 minutes later.
"You can stay dear," She said smiling. "You don't mind staying the rest of the summer with us do you?" She asked.
"N-no! Of course not! Thank you!" Harry said graciously.
"It's no problem dear!" She exclaimed cheerily. Hermione looked over at Harry shocked at her mothers doing. He just smiled down at her, his eyes shinning with happiness. Hermione smiled, she was happy Harry was staying with her and she would be sure to thank her mother later.
Mr. Granger came back in a few minutes later. "I've just talked with the doctor. He says we can bring Hermione home today. The only wrong with her is her leg and the scratches and bruises she has, which will heal on their own in time. We just have to bring her back in a week for a check up on her leg," he explained.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Mrs. Granger cried.
"Yeah it is! I don't think I could have taken anymore of that hospital food!" Hermione gagged causing Mr. Ganger to laugh at his daughters antics.
"Well I'll go get the nurse and send her in to help you get Hermione in a wheel chair so we can get her out to the car, and get her prescriptions. Then I guess I'll meet you back in the waiting room," Mr. Granger said and then left to find Tabatha.
***
"Can I visit Amber before I leave?" Hermione asked Tabatha as she sat in her wheelchair ready to leave.
"I suppose, she's in room 409, just down the hall and to the right," Tabatha said and then walked off.
"Is it okay with you mom?" Hermione asked looking up at her mother.
"Of course sweetie. I'll go wait in the waiting room and tell your father, you and Harry can go," She said smiling and turning the other way and heading off towards the waiting room.
"So who's Amber?" Harry asked as he pushed Hermione down the hall.
"She's my muggle friend who I was with when we got in the accident," Hermione said.
"Oh," Harry said as they reached room 409. He pushed Hermione in slowly.
"Hey Amber," Hermione said softly. The girl lying on the bed smiled.
"Hermione?" She asked quietly.
"Yeah, how are you?" She asked as Harry rolled her up to the side of Amber's bed. Harry stood silently behind her, unnoticed.
"I've been better," Amber laughed and that's when she noticed Harry. She gasped and looked back down at Hermione.
"Who's he?" Amber asked, flicking her gaze up once more towards Harry before back down at Hermione.
"Not . . . Ron?" She asked hesitantly.
"Nooo! This is Harry!" Hermione grinned. Amber's eyes lit up.
"Ooh! Well hi Harry, it's nice to meet you I'm Amber. And Hermione, thanks for the introduction," Amber said, saying the last bit sarcastically.
"It's nice to meet you too," Harry said politely.
"Sorry Amber, I have to go though. My parents are waiting for me. Call me when you get home?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, bye," Amber said as they left.
After they met Mr. And Mrs. Granger in the waiting room Mr. Granger left to go pull the car around and they all piled in.
They arrived at the Granger's home shortly, and Harry and Mr. Granger helped Hermione to her room.
"Harry, will you bring be that book, the one on my desk there," Hermione asked pointing to her desk from her bed. Harry smiled as he handed her the book.
"Harry?" Harry heard Mr.Granger call making his way into Hermione's room.
"Yes Mr. Granger?" Harry asked when Mr. Granger appeared in the doorway.
"I was going to go get Hermione's prescription filled and I thought perhaps you could go with me. That way on the way home we could stop by your Aunt and Uncle's and pick up your stuff," Mr. Ganger said.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Harry said, following Mr. Granger down the hall.
***
Hermione was in her room, sitting on her bed while her mother brushed her hair. Hermione looked over to her dresser and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She practically laughed aloud at herself. She looked horrid! Her face was scratched, she had a black eye, and her lip was cut and swollen. She remember Harry's earlier statement of how she looked beautiful and smiled to herself.
***
Harry was lying on the queen bed in the guest room the Grangers has so kindly provided for him. He had gotten back from his trip with Mr. Granger around thirty minutes ago. The trip had been surprisingly uneventful. When they had arrived home Hermione had been asleep. So he had unpacked his belongings only to find Hermione still sleeping peacefully. She had looked so angelic lying there a content smile playing on her face.
So now here Harry lie, lost in thought, many emotions coursing though him. He was elated, confused, angry, and worrisome all at once. He was elated to be able to stay with Hermione for the rest of the summer. Positively thrilled he had been when Mrs. Granger had asked him to stay, all he could think about was being there for Hermione while she was hurt. But now everything was starting to sink in and Harry's head was spinning. He was confused and angry with Ron for what he had done to Hermione. How could he haven done that to Hermione? And over Victoria no less! Victoria may have had a pretty face, but in Harry's opinion she was as shallow as they came. No, she was nothing compared to Hermione.
Worry was now overtaking most of his concerns now though. He was worried about his staying with the Grangers. Was it safe? Was he putting them in danger by staying there? He wouldn't be able to live with himself if his staying there caused harm to Hermione or her parents. He remembered how Dumbledore had refused to let him stay with Ron last summer for safety reasons. Very concerned now Harry got up and walked over to the desk in his room and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill which he had placed in there only moments before. He quickly composed a letter to Dumbledore telling him what had happened and making sure it was alright for him to stay there.
Then he walked over and opened Hedwig's cage and sent her off with the letter.
"Harry?" Mrs. Granger called.
"Yes ma'am?" Harry asked walking down the hall towards where her voice was coming from.
"It's time for dinner," She said kindly when she saw him. So Harry sat and ate dinner with Mr. And Mrs. Granger before heading back to the guest room and going to sleep.
He was awoken several hours later to the sounds of Hermione crying in her room down the hall.
A/N: Dun dun DUN! hehehe! Sorry it took so long to get out! It's a little shorter than I wanted it to be though(
Rozebunny: Thank you!
aczavius: Well, neither . . . as you could see! Though those were very good ideas and I considered both of them!:)
No name: Glad you like it! Or rather, find it interesting! That's great! I would love any advice you could give me:)
Heaven: Yay! Heaven reviewed my story! and said I had a good start! heheh, Thanks for the review! Your stories rock!
E. C. R. Potter: Now? Now? Well it is now.. but it's not the now it was then! er... Yeah Hope you like it and thanks for reviewing!
archforge: :) Thanks!
duckies: Sorry if it wasn't fast enough..:( Glad you like it though! Hope you enjoyed this chapter as well!
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thefly: Yes, yes you would say that! LOL, but I would say that about yours too, hehehe. But only because they really are good! :)
Alexandra6082005: Thanks!
lilherm : The reason I didn't explain much about the ring, is because it really wasn't a big deal. I just thought it was sweet I guess. I dunno. Sorry.
Mione's Angel: Thanks! I hope you liked this chapter as much as last chapter!
Never In Ur Wildest Dreamz: Moore? Okay, here ya go! Hope you liked it!:)
