Blast from the past
Blast from the past
Chapter 4 – Nosy friends
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I do however own this plot and a Gryffindor tie.
Warnings: This story is AU, if that's not your thing, well, you've read this far, haven't you?
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As her mobile phone rang Hermione picked it up and answered it.
"Hallo," she said into it.
"Hey Hermione, get your ass down to the café right now! We're all here." It was Harry.
"Sure, I'll be there soon," she answered him before she hung up, not letting him say anything more.
She sighted and kept on dressing herself.
She had just woken up and was a bit groggy still.
She put on a pair of jeans shorts that reach down to her knees and a purple tank top.
Fixing her hair, putting it up in a loose bun and putting on just a little bit of mascara.
She grabbed her mobile phone again, her wallet and after putting on her black converse shoes she head out, starting on the short walk to the café.
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When she enters the small café she spots them right away.
Harry, Lavender, Seamus, Neville, Ginny, Luna and Ron.
The latter makes her heart pounce a little harder and a lump form in her throat.
"Hi guys," she greets them before she looks around for a spot to sit.
"Hermione!" Lavender squeals, like they haven't seen each other in ages.
Hermione get's a chair from one of the other tables.
Harry moves and makes room for her. Between himself and Ron.
Hermione glares at him for a moment while wondering if Ron had told him.
"So Harry, how about you come with me to the counter so I can get myself some breakfast?" Hermione had the look she used whenever Harry was in trouble.
"Why Hermione, can't you carry your own tray?" He asked her.
"I absolutely can, I need to talk to you, that's why."
"Forget him Hermione, I'll come with you," Lavender says and got up from her seat next to Seamus.
Hermione got up and followed Lavender to the counter.
She ordered a ham sandwich and a glass of orange juice.
"So, what's up with you and Ron?" Lavender asked her casually.
"Nothing as far as I know," Hermione answered her, biting her lip.
"Really? Because he hasn't said anything to you since you came and he looks at the table all the time, what's up with that? What happened at the park last week?" Lavender asked her with a raised eyebrow.
"Um, nothing, at the park. You know what, I don't feel like talking about it right now, maybe later," Hermione said, brushing her friend off.
"Whatever then," Lavender says before she leaves and join the others by the table again.
Hermione sighted to herself. Why did this have to be so hard?
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"It's been a week Harry, I doubt he really is interested," Hermione told Harry as the two of them walked outside to join the others.
After everyone had finished eating their breakfast they had moved out into the park.
"I know he's interested Hermione, he just doesn't know what to say. You just left him standing there, without a word," Harry stops and turn around facing her. "You've got to show him that you're interested."
"Well, that's not as easy as you think," she huffed.
She officially hated having something close to a love life.
"Well, it's up to the two of you, really," Harry told her and he kept on walking.
Hermione followed him and sat down on the grass.
She watched Lavender and Seamus.
The two of them looked happy, Lavender sat between his legs, head leaned against his chest.
Why couldn't that have been her and Ron?
She glanced at Ron, and caught him looking at her.
Hermione blushed at first, then she got up, excusing herself from the others saying she needed the loo.
She walked towards the loo, but heard someone running after her.
She turned around and saw Ron's blue eyes again.
"Hey," he said sheepishly.
"Hi," she answered him, looking down to the ground.
"Look, about last week..." he started, but she cut him off.
"Listen to me Ron, I... I really like it. You just surprised me. I'm not exactly the girl all the boys drool over and..."
"I'm a bloody git Hermione. I should have talked to you, called or at least send a text. There's no excuse for what I did, it was immature. I promise, it won't happen again."
"What won't happen again?" she asked him.
"The whole thing with not talking to you," he answered, not sure where she was going.
"Good, because I don't want you to stop kissing me."
Ron looked up at her, surprised.
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Tomorrow at 7 pm. Come meet me by "our" tree.
Love Ron
Hermione stared at the text and smiled.
She felt all warm inside.
When they had left the park Ron had hugged her for almost too long for it to look friendly and kissed her on the cheek, quickly.
Now she was back home and it was almost time for dinner.
Sure, I'll be there.
Love H.
She sat down on her bed and bit her lip. A habit she had developed early while she was thinking.
What had Ron planned for them?
She had no idea, but she was sure it would be lovely, and she hoped it would involve some kissing.
A/N: Sorry for short chapter, but I'm leaving for vacation tomorrow and I wanted to update before I leave. I won't be away for too long, I'll be home on the 15th, ready for the HPDHp2 premiere! But the fact that I posted last chapter last night makes up for the short chapter (I hope). Enjoy! And review of course!