*By: Lady Lip Smacker*
Authors Note: Once again, I love these reviews! I didn't expect them at all! This chapter will include, crying, screaming, kissing, laughing, freakiness, horror and...other stuff! I hope you like!
Disclaimer: None is mine.
Rating: PG
Summary: Its summer vacation, after the fourth year. The Weasleys invite Harry and Hermione to spend the month of August at the Burrow. Romance strikes. R/H Romance.
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"Hermione?" Ginny's voice broke into Hermione's thoughts. She looked up from her book to see Ginny standing in the doorway.
"Hi Gin," Hermione said, her voice slightly hoarse.
"You've been crying." Ginny said, sitting down at the end of Hermione's bed.
"Darn, can't hide anything from you ,can I?" Hermione wiped her eyes. Ginny stared at her for a long while. "I heard your conversation outside."
"I know. I saw you." Ginny said with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Did anyone else?" Hermione looked up quickly.
"I don't think so." Ginny said, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. "Hermione, I know I can prove that Ron likes you. I can!"
"Ginny, I'm not even sure if I like him any more!" Hermione said. Ginny frowned.
"My brother maybe a moron(*A/N: Is that better Gigi?), but he's a moran that can have sense knocked into him. If that makes sense."
"How come you guys didn't wake me up?" Hermione asked, looking hurt.
"Well, we didn't mean to leave you out, we just woke up. I woke up early and wanted to let you sleep, then i realized everyone else was up and we lost track of time..." Ginny looked off at something just behind Hermione.
Hermione folded her arms over her chest.
"I think you need to talk to Ron." Ginny said, still not looking at her.
"I've been trying to!" Hermione said. Ginny gave her a look. "Well, he has been avoiding me. Its like I don't even know him.
Ginny looked at her. "You know, its quite amazing how two complete strangers can become best friends. But then again its tragic when two best friends become complete strangers. I don't think you want that to happen." And she left the room. Hermione didn't realize it now, but those were the wisest words she would ever hear from Ginny Weasly.
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Hermione went down to the living room. She had made no attempt to confront Ron. She was stubborn and she knew it. But Ron had been the one to set her off.
She threw the book down. "I can't read."
Without realizing it. She fell asleep. And she was thrown into dreamland...
{Hermione sleeping}
"Hello?" Hermione's voice echoed. She was in a dark tunnel. A dark, wet tunnel. She carefully moved her hand along the walls. Yech, the walls were muddy. She pulled her hands back and looked at them carefully and closely. She realized it was not mud on her hands, but blood. Blood was all over her.
Suddenly she heard screaming. Hermione turned around. The screaming was coming from down the other end of a dark tunnel. Across from where she was standing she saw her wand. She rushed to grab it.
"Lumos." She whispered. The tunnel was filled with a small light. She moved down the tunnel.
As she walked, she noticed ancient symbols along the wall. She studied them. Some symbols showed people being tortured. Others showed people being waited on. Finally she came to writing. She reckonized only two words.
"Avada Kedavra." She whispered to herself. Her wand shooke gently and she put her other hand over it.
Hermione continued down that path for quite a while. Then she heard the scream once more along with a cry of help. That sounded alot like Ginny's.
"Ginny?" She called out, softly then again loudly.
She heard the scream again and Hermione began to run.
Finally, at the end of the tunnel she saw Ginny lying in a heap on the floor. A large bloodstain on her pants. Next to her, was Ron. Right in the center of his, was a large hole.
Hermione screamed and ran.
{End Dream}
"Hermione! Hermione! Wake up!" Hermione was on the floor, of Ginny's room, soaking wet. Ron was standing over her.
"Wha-? I was in the living room! Wh-why am I wet?" She asked. Ron smirked. You were sleep walking. Then you started running up and down the hallway screaming. I tried yelling at you to wake you up but couldn't so I threw some water on you and it woke you up."
Hermione groaned and leaned back. "I was having a horrible dream."
Ron sat, indian style across from her. "What about?" He asked. Hermione was surprised. Ron was acting nice.
She waved her hand dismissivly. "Forget it." Ron shrugged.
They sat in silence for a while.
"I heard what you said." Hermione finally spoke. Ron looked up, his blue eyes innocent.
"Said what?" He asked. Hermione cocked her head.
"About you not sure we're still even friends." She said. Ron's ears turned pink.
"Well, I guess I was mad then. I say things I don't mean when I'm mad." Ron said, looking bashful.
Hermione was tempted to say "Even when you said you didn't like me?" but thought that would put both of them in a very awkward posistion. So instead she remained quiet.
"Well, I'll be heading back to my room then." Ron said, getting up. Before he reached the door, Hermione stopped him.
"Ron? We will, always be friends? No matter what?" She asked, softly. Ron smiled.
"Of course Hermione." He said, and shut her door.
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Hermione was feeling better since she and Ron made up. She had been hanging out with both, Harry and Ron. She got to speak to Harry, she got to play chess with Ron. Her visit with the Weasley's was getting more and more enjoyable.
"Harry! That's not nice!" Hermione shook with laughter as Harry did the perfect imitation of Draco Malfoy. Some how, while she had been chatting with him they had gotten on to the subject of Draco Malfoy.
"Professor! Professor! Potter's getting a big head! Professor! Potter's talking with Weasly again!" Harry screwed up his face and they both roared with laughter.
Their laughter died down for a while and they both stared at each other remember the impression of Malfoy, chuckling every now and then and cracking small smiles.
Hermione didn't realize it but Harry's eyes were flickered with brown. Tiny, not very visible specks of brown. He also had tiny freckles on the tip of his nose. They were very cute.
But Hermione had a crush on Ron! And she thought Harry was cute? Was that right? Oh my. Ther faces were getting very close. She could actually feel Harry's breath? Was this right? What would happen? Suddenly she closed her eyes as Harry did his. Two seconds later, she felt her lips on his.
For some reason, to Hermione, this seemed to perfect. Did she really have a crush on Harry the whole time? She couldn't of. She liked Ron to much.
There was something very wrong about this situation but so incredibly right.
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Authors Note: Ron/Hermi fans do not hate this chapter! For I promise you things shall work out to the way you want! Please review!