Hermione looked around. Every time she came home from school there was always a thin layer of dust that appeared there while she was gone. She didn't notice it this time, she was too relieved to be back in her own room.
She fell back on her bed and closed her eyes. When she fell back asleep in the hospital, the dreams had thankfully stopped, but she couldn't help but wonder if there was any truth in them.
There was a good chance Ron wasn't completely disgusted by her, since he was very kind to her in the library. Furious with Cormac. Convinced her into telling someone and seeking help. This meant he care . . . right?
He must have. Perhaps they would be friends again when she got back to school. Perhaps they'd even write to each other before then.
She would want to write to him right then, but she felt exhausted and worn out. However, as soon as she thought this, she saw something feathery and white flying outside her window. As it came closer. She saw that it was Hedwig.
Hermione opened her window to let the bird in.
Hedwig landed on her desk, and stuck out her leg. Hermione untied the letter from it, and muttered, "Thanks Hedwig," as she opened it.
Dear Hermione,
Ron told me what happened to you, and I hope you're feeling well. Madam Pomfrey told me and Ron that you're going home for a week. I'm really angry with McLaggen, and so is Ron, of course. In fact-I don't think he'd want me to tell you this-but he started a fight with him right after you left. He got a black eye but other than that he's fine. He ended up breaking McLaggen's nose.
Also-don't get mad-Ron ended up telling Dumbledore and McGonagall. He reckons you'll be really mad at him, for the fight and telling, but I don't think you should be, and hope you're not. He's really just trying to look out for you. He said McLaggen was saying horrible things about you when the two were alone in McGonagall's office. He said he couldn't stand it, and needed to do something.
Also, Ron broke up with Lavender. Or she broke up with him. Either way, Ron's not too upset about it, in fact he doesn't seem to really care at all. And we were both wondering if we could tell Ginny, she was really worried and upset when she heard you were sent to St. Mungo's.
Hope you're well,
Harry
Just seconds after she read it, a much smaller owl came zooming into her room. Hedwig hooted in disproval at this owl. It was Pigwidgeon.
"Pig!" Hermione scolded, when the bird would not stay still. She knew this letter would be from Ron, and was eager to read it.
After a while she managed to get the letter off of his leg and open it.
Dear Hermione,
How are you? Pomfrey told me you were going home for a week. I really hope you're alright.
I know Harry will probably tell you anyway, and I'd rather you hear it from me first, but I, sort of, got into a fight with McLaggen. Before you get mad, hear this- I broke his nose! So . . . yeah. I don't feel bad about it, except for the fact that I told you I wouldn't. I get it, if you're angry though, even Lavender was angry. She broke up with me right after. I don't really care, though.
Also, I, well, told McGonagall and Dumbledore. I'm really, really, sorry, but they needed to know! I was honestly just trying to do the right thing. You didn't hear what McLaggen was saying about you.
I really hope you can forgive me, but I guess I understand if you're too angry.
Once again, I'm really sorry,
Ron
P.S. Harry and I were wondering if we could tell Ginny what happened, she's worried about you too.
After reading both letters, Hermione sighed. It was odd, she knew she told Ron not to do or say anything to Cormac, but he did, and she told him not to tell anyone, but he did, but she didn't feel angry. She thought she would feel angry, but the anger would not come to her. Instead she felt more . . . relieved. And how she felt toward Ron was more along the lines of . . . pride? Gratitude? Appreciation? Something like that . . .
She sat down at her desk. She could tell Hedwig wasn't going to leave until she got Hermione's letter back to Herry. Pigwidgeon probably wouldn't know to leave until he saw Hedwig leave.
She pulled out a piece of parchment and quil.
Dear Ron,
She would've wrote to Harry first, but the words in her letter to Ron were already forming in her head.
I'm alright. And I'm not angry with you for the fight with Cormac, or telling Dumbledore and McGonagall. I'm just worried about how much trouble you got in. And Harry told me you got a black eye. Are you all right? Honestly, it wasn't that smart, but I suppose it's pretty cool you broke his nose.
I don't mind if you tell Ginny, but no one else.
Also, promise you'll look out for her and yourself. If he's not expelled for this, you know he'll try to start another fight, or something worse. I'm worried about you two, and Harry as well. So please be careful, and don't you try to start another fight either.
Sincerely,
Hermione
She pulled out a second piece of parchment, right as she heard her parents calling for her to come downstairs.
Dear Harry,
I'm alright, and I'm not angry with Ron. I told him you two could tell Ginny.
I hope you are well, and that you don't get into any trouble. Also, keep Ron out of trouble.
Sorry I can't make my reply much longer, my parents are calling me, and I didn't want to make Hedwig wait.
See you next week,
Hermione
She quickly tied both letters to each of the birds' legs, watch them fly out the window, and made her way downstairs.
a short chapter, and its been a while, i know, but i've been getting ready for exams, so ive been super busy.
