A/N: Not much for Ron and Harry... mainly because my Hermione is very big today. Also, there's a short little paragraph of SOMEONE ELSE'S point of view. See if you can guess who it is! I love playing guessing games! Hehehe.. Why don't you tell me in your review who you think it is? That or you can just e-mail it to me because I love both.... Ok, I admit it, I'm evil. But I do not admit to owning Harry Potter or anything related. That's JK's stuff. Okies, on with the fic!
Ron shook his head in disbelief. "Hermione? She's Hermione? I get married to Hermione?" Ron walked over and plopped on the dark blue couch, looking down with his face in his hands. "And now I've blew it! Stupid, Stupid, STUPID!" Ron banged his hand on the coffee table, causing tea to spill all over. He reached for his wand, but couldn't find it, and picked up a cloth to clean the mess up. When he wiped up the tea, the sugar spilled all over the table with a bump from Ron's elbow. Ron let out an irritated sigh, and scooped the sugar up in the towel.
Feeling incredibly stupid, Ron found his wand in his inside pocket in his robes. He said a few words and the cloth flew off looking for the kitchen. Ron looked down glumly. A piece of firey red hair fell in front of his eyes, and he blew it away. "Figures.." He said, as he put his hands behind his head and leaned back. "The second a beautiful girl walks into my life, I screw it up." He sighed again. "Hopefully my marriage was good enough that she'll forgive me..."
Ron looked beside him on the couch and noticed a piece of parchment by a bunch of Hermione's stuff with his name on it. Looks interesting...Should I read it? He bit his lip. He already messed up once today, and he couldn't afford another mishap. But it was addressed to him... Who knows who it was from? Maybe something really secret and juicy was in that letter... Ron couldn't stand the temptation. He reached his arm out and grabbed the parchment in his hand. He slowly opened it up... and read it.
Harry scooted his chair out and stood up. He dropped his empty glass into the sink on his way. Then he walked into the living room, which was very beautiful. It had long strips of Calligraphy all over and many dragon figurines. There were 3 different colored orbs that were held by sparkling fairy statues with Chinese names. There was a mantel with a fireplace, which wasn't lit. "C-Cho?" he called out. No answer. She must have left to go get the birthday stuff. he thought. Harry passed the black and gold sofa and looked at the mantel that stood in front of him. Two serpents held incense trays, and a bunch of pictures were in silver frames. A small folded piece of parchment was in the serpent's mouth. Harry was curious, and pulled it out.
He untied the red ribbon around it and unfolded the parchment. It was in Chinese characters, but had English translation underneath. It read:
Burn them with the holy fire,
Fill sacred water into me,
And a dream will answer questions of most desire.
I could dress up as a boy... no, no, no.. That's all wrong... Maybe I could just run up as fast as I can and grab it.. That's not really much of a plan, either..
Hermione pulled her coat around her tighter as she tried to think. She was in distress. She could simply not think of a way to get into the boys dorms without being caught. Hermione did not like the feeling of not being able to come up with something. She knew a very horrid thing was going to happen if she didn't find her friends soon.
"Hermione?" it was Neville Longbottom, tapping her on the back. Hermione turned around, and tried not to look annoyed.
"Hermione, can you please help me? I need work on my Transfiguration or I am going to fail!" She bit her lip. How was she supposed to tell Neville no?
"Look.. I can help you later, right now I am working on something very important..." Neville looked very sorrowsome, "But-But! I'm gonna fail!" Hermione saw the puppy-dogish look in his eyes and knew she would normally be more than happy to help a fellow student who was interested, but now simply was not the time.
"Look.. I'm sorry...Maybe some other--" Neville looked as if he were going to cry.
"What are you doing anyway? Is there anything I could help with to get it done quicker so you can help me?" He put his hands together and was eyeing her with "pleases."
Hermione shook her head. "No, I'm afraid there's nothing you can..." Hermione stopped and thought for a moment. NEVILLE SLEEPS IN HARRY AND RON'S DORM! You're brilliant, Hermi. "I suppose there is one little thing you can do for me.."
Neville's eyes brightened. "What is it?"
"Well, Harry borrowed this old piece of parchment from me, and it's really no big deal, but I need it for testing and I'm pretty sure it's still up in his room.. I just can't get into the boys dorms because-" Neville smiled, "Say no more. I know what your talking about! Harry keeps it right under his bed. I'll be right down."
Neville ran away from Hermione and quickly raced up the stairs. A few moments later, he returned back, sweating and panting with the Marauder's Map in his hands. That was almost too easy!
"Thank you, Neville. I'll be done in half the time thanks to you! I will come and get you when I'm ready..." Neville nodded, smiling. "You're welcome. Just make sure you help me before the test!"
Neville slowly walked away. When Hermione made sure no one was looking at her, she hid a corner and said, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." The map slowly drew itself, and Hermione grinned widely. Two little dots in a class room not too far away said, "Harry Potter" and "Ron Weasley." I don't have an invisibility cloak, though. Oh well, I suppose I'll just wait until the common room thins out a little.
It didn't take very long, because within a half an hour, there were only a few people left, and they were still aloud to exit their common rooms for another five minutes. If it had been any easier, she'd think someone was actually making everything perfect for her to go on purpose! Hermione slipped out the portrait hole and walked along the corridors. She kept her eye open, and was trying to think of an alibi in case she bumped into Snape. After a few weird turns and staircases down, she reached the room that held the two boys. Hermione reached for the doorknob, but it was locked. With a soft, "Alohomora" it creaked open and Hermione stepped in.
"Wow." she said, short for words. So this is the Mirror of Erised, huh? What's it doing in Hogwarts? Hermione had completely forgotten about her quest to find the boys. In the mirror, she was standing in a white wedding dress arm and arm with.. no.. it couldn't be.. Hermione walked up closer to the mirror to get a better look. She looked deep into the eyes of the groom. When she went to touch his face, her palm slipped through the glass and was pulling her in at full force. "WHAT IN THE WORLD!?" she said, as her head slipped through. "HERMIONE!"
The girl had seen Hermione slip through the portrait hole with that old parchment Harry always had... Where was she going? I think I'd better check on her to make sure she's alright. It's not like Hermione to be wondering around.. The girl quietly tip-toed out the hole and followed Hermione for a few minutes. She hadn't made any creaks in the floor board and every time Hermione looked back, she had hid. A left turn, a right turn and down a dark staircase. Dark was good. In about two more minutes, Hermione had reached her destination and the girl hid behind a pillar. She heard her mumble something and the door opened. The girl steadily followed behind. As she carefully peeked through the door Hermione had forgotten to close, she was shocked at what she saw. It was a beautiful, large, golden mirror. Hermione seemed to be deeply interested in it. The girl came out a little farther to watch. Just then, Hermione made a jagged movement--inside the glass! "HERMIONE!" the girl shouted, running after her. She only came just in time to grab on to the edge of Hermione's robes, but instead of pulling her out, she was sucked in, too.
The colors were swirling around in many different beautiful patterns and classical music was playing. The kind that can make you feel relaxed one minute then totally creeped out the next. For some reason, the girl couldn't yell out to Hermione to let her know she was there. In fact, Hermione looked as if she were asleep. They just kept floating in the midst of the colors when she saw a white light. It continued to get bigger and bigger until finally... it stopped.