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CHAPTER 2

Broken Soulmate - Chapter 2

A ray of light flashed across her bedroom from the window, she lifted her watch up to her face and read 9:45, she sighed and twitched her hand. Slowly she slithered her hand underneath her bed and felt her fingers brush her wand. She closed her fingers on the smooth wood and lifted it up. Whit a whisper she accioed a healing potion, she lifted it up to her bruised lips and swallowed the warm liquid. She felt a rush of heat slither down her throat as she gulped the last of the tingly blue liquid.

She glanced back at her smart watch and saw it read Saturday. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at the object until her chocolate brown eyes were watering. She had been unconsious for 4 days straight.

All thoughts of her injuries disappeard as she jumped out of bed, instantly her knees buckled and she collapsed. She huffed in frustration as she crawled slowly into the bathroom and locked the door. She showered, changed and glamoured her injuries so that they were invisible to the eye and took 3 more blue healing potions to ease the pain. She knew the effects were only temporary and would wear off on Saturday morning, she also knew that taking many potions at once can be very dangerous, but at that moment in time she was already in agony and figured it couldn't get any worse.

She checked her watch one last time before shrinking her giant, pre-packed suitcase, she slipped it into the pocket in her blue jacket and flooed to The Leaky Cauldron.

She was ten minutes late and as soon as she stepped out of the fireplace Harry and Ron flung onto her for a bone crushing hug. She internally flinched but managed to plaster a fake smile on her face as she looked at her friends. Ron had grown another 3 inches and his arms and legs had gotten more muscly. He looked looked a lot more gangly as his figure towered over Hermione. Harry on the other hand had only grown about an inch, his hair was draped over his face and his emerald eyes twinkled as they met with Hermione's. He had definitely spent far too much time with Dumbledore.

"Mione, how are you?", Harry breathed into her hair, "I'm good thanks, although I would rather like to be able to breathe", Hermione replied, though she was smilling. Ron and Harry finally released her and looked up at her sheepishly. "Come on huys, there must be so many new books at Flourish and Blotts since I haven't been in ages!", Hermione laughed before dragging them away by their sleeves.

The trio entered the old bookshop. Hermione instantly sprang to life and set to work inspecting every book on every shelf. After spending an hour and a half in the shop, Hermione decided she had enough books to last her the year at Hogwarts. She spotted her friends in the corner chatting and weaved her way through the now corwded store. She flagged down Harry and pointed towards the door, he nodded and turned to Ron, he said something short before the two boys left the shop to join Hermione outside.

"Blimey Hermione, are you planning on doing anything but reading this year?", Ron said as he noticed the giant bag in her hands full to the brim with books. "Of course I am Ron, I will have many head girl duties that will need doing, but reading is still very important, especially since its's our final year at Hogwarts."Hermione retorted, her eyes still glowing from the excitement she usually had whilst in a bookshop. " But where did you get the money for all those books, usually your mum gives you a limit", Harry asked curiously. "Hermione looked away and took a deep breath before answering, "We have a lot to catch up on".

They spent the remainder of the day wandering deep through the busy streets of Diagon Alley, stopping every few seconds to look at the window displays of their favourite shops. After 3 long hours of shopping they eventually decided to stop at their favourite ice-cream shop; Florean Fortescue's. It was well known that this was the best ice-cream shop in the Alley, though not as good as it was before Florean's disappearance during the second wizarding war.

They settled down in three comfy lime green armchairs outside in the sunshine before ordering their favourite ice-creams; white chocolate orange for Hermione, vanilla cookie for Harry and apple crumble with raspberry sauce and smothered in a thick layer of chocolate sprinkles for Ron. They then sat talking about their summers. Hermione was hesitant to talk about her summer after hearing all about Ron and Harry's quidditch filled holiday, she really wanted to tell them everything and let it all out but the image of Rick furious hovered in the back of her mind. As much as she would hate to admit it, the mere thought of Rick terrified her.

In the end, she only told them about what happened to her family, and tried the best she could to avoid talking about Rick. It wasn't that she didn't trust the boys, they were now the closest she had to family, but after all they had been through, the last thing she wanted was to burden them with her issues, after all, everyone had lost someone during the battle. She inwardly sighed at herself for being stubborn, she usually prided herself on being no-nonsense and independent, but she just couldn't bring herself to say a couple words. She was brought back to reality when she felt the weight of a hand on her shoulder. She instantly flinched and backed away from the hand out of habit. She looked up and found Harry and Ron staring at her with worry filled eyes,"You okay Mione?", Harry said quickly to break the tension that had set between the three friends, his voice was filled with obvious pity and Hermione swiftly got up from her chair. "Yhea I'm fine, though it's getting dark so we should head back".

The three headed back up the ragged lane towards the Leaky Cauldron and in turn flooed back to the Burrow.

She stepped out of the small fireplace smoothly just in time for Harry not to land straight on her back, she looked around the room and saw 5 red heads grinning back at her. She smiled back before being embraced in two small, comforting arms. When Molly released her she took a good look around the Burrow. She hadn't been there since the end of the war when it was destroyed due to everything that was going on at home, but as she looked around the room, it seemed untouched.

Molly noticed her curiosity and chipped in,"Dumbledore expected our house to get damaged during the massacre, so he placed a preservasion charm on it to ensure that everything would be able to go back to the way it was with the wave of a wand". Hermione nodded her head back, he truly was the wisest wizard she had ever know.