Author's Note: This chapter is supposed to be short. It's just a little prelude type thing with Hermione and Ron and there'll be some throughout the story with different couples. It's also there to move the story a bit. I'm going to be editing the first three chapters and reposting them so yeah. Harry and Draco should be meeting soon. Read, Review, and Enjoy! XD
He didn't know what time it was when he woke up, but he didn't particularly care. The relaxation week was over and classes were to resume today. Jumping out of bed he hurried over to his trunk and grabbed some clothes and a towel, trying to stay quiet so he wouldn't wake his housemates, and made his way to the bathroom to get ready.
He cast a Drying Charm on his hair and made his way excitedly down the stairs into the warm common room. If anyone had told him at the beginning of the week that he would be excited to go to classes he would have laughed and recommended them to a mental institution. But a year after planning and attacking Death Eater hideouts, he didn't think he would be able to ever relax again and he was edgy the whole week with nothing to do.
Staring around he let pleasant memories engulf him. Seamus and Dean passing around Butterbeers. Lavender and the Patil twins gossiping about the latest make-up. Ginny, Fred, and George thinking up knew pranks. Hermione working furiously on her essays. Him and Harry discussing Quidditch and Malfoy.
Shaking his head, he grabbed his bag from the table where he had dropped it the night before after taking Harry to his room and with nothing better to do, began organizing it. Light footsteps coming down the stairs, though, made him look up and he smiled at the sight of his girlfriend. Patting the seat next to him, he resumed his organizing.
"What are you doing up so early Hermione?" He asked, concern lacing his voice.
"I could ask you the same Ron." Hermione easily replied, not voicing her own worries.
"I don't think I could ever sleep past dawn again, hence the being up at 4:30 in the morning, when we don't have to be at breakfast until 7:30." Sighing, he set his bag down and turned to the intelligent Gryffindor beside him.
"Now tell me what your doing up this early 'Mione." He gave her a look that told her not to lie or refuse.
"I'm worried about Harry, Ron. I know he insisted he would be fine and could get through classes, but I can't help get this feeling that something is going to happen today that will affect Harry in so many ways. Nothing bad per say but something big." She glanced up at the stairs, a look of pure sadness on her face. He felt the sudden urge to comfort her. Leaning over, he hugged her and laid a soft kiss on her head.
"I know your worried Hermione, and as long as you say something's going to happen, something's going to happen. But you know Harry. No matter what it is, whether it be girls or Death Eaters, Harry can get through any situation. Blind or not. You just have to believe in him." Saying that, Ron and Hermione sat back and waited until it was time to wake up Harry.