A/N: Okay this one is a mixture of whenever Harry went to the "bathroom" And when they're in the department of ministries.
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Summary: cute short...sorry!
Chapter 11:
Harry ran out of the room, leaving a dumstruck Ron, and a suspiscous Hermione behind him.
"I'm really worried about him, Ron."
"I know me too," Ron said looking at her concerned face.
She started crying slightly, and he ran up to her not really sure of what to do.
"Hermione, please dont cry," he pleaded hugging her.
She hugged him back, squeezing him so hard, that he thought he would snap in two.Then her muffled voice came through his sweater.
"Oh Ron, it's not Harry, I had the most terrible dream, about...you...you...died," she said with a sob.
"Hermione," he said seriously pulling her away to look at her, "Im not going to die, none of us are."
"Ron, im sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were real," she said, and chuckeld slightly.
"What is it?"
"Im so emotional."
"That's a good thing right? You might be emotional Hermione but your loads of other things too, you are smart and beautiful an..." he said.
She stopped him by covering his mouth with her hand. "I thought you learned from fifth year not to tell lies," she said with a smirk.
Before he could reply there was a terrible screaming from upstairs, she mouthed," Harry," and they bolted up the stairs.
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(A/N: I cant remember any other missing moments so Im going to go to the chamber of secrets k?)
Harry left the room, and Ron turned to Hermione, "Hey Mione,"
"What?"
"Dont we need something to you know destroy the diadem,"
"Oh..." she said with a look of comprehension.
"I mean we dont have the sword right,"
"Right,"
"So we could use," he waited for her to finish his sentence but when no reply came he said,"what penetrated Tom Riddle's diary?"
And suddenly it dawned on her, "The basilisk fangs!" she said.
"Exactly!" he replied.
"Wait, but how are we going to get in, where is Harry?"
"We'll figure it out when we get there, come on Mione."
"OI!" someone called to there retreating figures.
"Where are you going?"
"Ummm...the bathroom!" Ron called back.
"The bathroom? Together?" Hermione asked him when they were in the hall.
"Well, it was all I could think of, come on in here." he said turning into the lavatory.
"Okay well how are we going to do it?" Hermione asked.
"Let me try," he said. "Erm...Haeseeaseth," nothing happened, "Syeath sheaseth," to both Ron and Hermione's amazment the small tunnel opened.
"Ron!You did it! Your AMAZING!" she said pecking him on the cheek. She turned slightly red as she turned back to the tunnel.
"Well, Ill go first,"
"Why do you get to go first!" she aksed him offensivley.
"Calm down Hermione! We dont know if that Basilisk was a boy or a girl, what if she had a baby, what if it's down there waiting to eat! And besides it will be alot better, knowing that I died, instead of you," and with that he jumped.
"RON!" she called instictivley, there was a far away "UMPH!" as he hit the bottom.
"Oh, wow this is really alot smaller than I remember," she smiled slightly as she jumped down the tunnel, she slipped somehow and ended up sliding backwards and into Ron's arms. They fell backward, so that she was lying on her back on his stomach.
"Oh sorry," she said getting up.
He dusted off some of the small skeletons from the floor and said, "No problem."
And they walked throught the tunnel until they came to the long large hall, in which Ginny had been petrified.
"Wow," said Hermione,"It's cold in here," Ron immediatly took off his cloak and draped it over her shoulders.
"Thanks Ron," she said pulling it tight around her.
"My pleasure."
"When did you become so nice?" she asked jokingly.
"When did you become so beautiful?" he asked seriously.
She had not been expecting that response and he clearly hadnt either for he cleared his throat, and said, "Well, ummm, the fangs right." and he set off to plucking them out of the skull of the giant snake and handing them to Hermione. She handed him half in the end and they started walking, out of the chamber. Then suddenly Hermione spoke, "Ron...do you really think I'm beautiful?"
A/N: Ill continue later but, CLIFF HANGER!! LOL keep reading and reviewing and Ill keep writing!
