Disclaimer:If I really owned Harry and Co. then I would be off spending some of the money I'd earnt from it but I don't so I'm here writing a pretend one. Oh yeah....JK Rowling owns them.

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Chapter Ten

They were still crying when there was a knock at the door, which caused them to jump. Harry got up with Ron and helped Hermione up. Ron kept hold of her as Harry went to open the door. He jumped to the side as Ally walked in with a tray of sandwiches, a jug of pumpkin juice and three glasses. Hermione rushed over to take the tray off her. She walked over to the table by the fire and placed the tray on it.

"Ally, how are you? Are you being treated well?" Hermione sniffed as she turned around and knelt down to her. Harry smiled through his tears. Even when her heart was breaking she was still thinking of others.

"Headmistress is treating Ally very kindly. Headmistress is giving Ally a room of her very own. Ally is making headmistress take money for the room though." Ally looked at Hermione with great concern. "Ally is seeing miss has been crying." Hermione sighed.

"It's ok, Ally, but why are you paying for your room. You should use your wages to buy things for yourself." Ally looked horrified.

"Oh no, miss. Ally is paying her way." Then she scuttled out of the room. Hermione was about to go after her when she stopped dead in her tracks.

"What- What is it?" Ron asked panicked. Harry looked to where Hermione was looking but couldn't see anything.

"I forgot about Crookshanks."

"Hermione," Harry started gently, "I don't think-"

"No. I didn't leave him behind." She rushed over to her trunk at the end of the middle bed. Harry and Ron looked bewildered. "I transfigured him rather than put him through a rough journey and I forgot about him." She flung her trunk open and pulled out a large orange blanket.

"But how could you do that sort of magic when you were struggling with a simple hex just the other night?" Ron asked wiping away the tears that were left on his face with the sleeve of his jumper.

"I do spells better when I'm under pressure." Ron shook his head in disbelief. Hermione took her wand out from her pocket and placing the blanket on the bed, she pointed her wand at it. "Felineti." The blanket quickly transformed back into Crookshanks. "I'm so sorry." She stepped forward to stroke him but he jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. Harry closed the door after him for more privacy. He turned to Hermione to find she was on the verge of tears again. Suddenly, a thought struck him. Not realising this wasn't the time to ask but he just had to.

"Hey, how come you didn't do that for Hedwig? She could have done with an easy ride." Hermione was starting to sob now as he asked. Ron was about to comfort her when suddenly the door flung open.