I Think I'm Going Crazy, part 2: Letters
I helped Harry up with his stuff. For what little he has, it can be quite heavy. We got inot my room, and a sat myself onto a chair and watched him for a moment while he looked around. He was different from anyone else I'd ever met-he'd said my room was the most fascinating one he'd ever seen. And he looks at things, not like a 15 year-old, but like a 60 year-old. It always puzzled me. Perhaps it was because of his dark past that he had. And he always thought of others first. Harry Potter was probably the most noble and brave person I had ever known. But the best part was that he was my best friend and didn't care what I looked like, or what clothes I wore, or how poor I was. He looked deeper into people.
"So...did Dudley give you a hard time at the Dursley's?" I asked.
"Nah. Too fat. He's scared of me now more then anything else. I don't even have to threaten him anymore. He stayed out of my way" Harry said with a grin.
I grinned back. "I'm just wondering...have you heard from Hermione?" I asked hopefully.
"No. I wonder if she actually went to-" Harry stopped himself in mid- sentence.
I bit my lip. I started feeling angry. "Well, if she did go with-Vicky-then she's made a big mistake. I don't see why she trusts him. He's so much older then her..."
Harry looked at me, and I knew something was on his mind, bothering him. Maybe he'd ask and I wouldn't have to tell him outright. Now I wasn't so sure if I wanted anyone to know.
"Er-Ron...considering the fact that you guys had been in a big fight after the Yule Ball, you broke that Krum figurine into pieces-and don't deny it, I saw it" he said as I opened my mouth to cover it up. "I-I think you like her. More then just a friend. And I swear, I won't tell. I'm your best friend. But it's not fair that you know who I like and I don't know who you like."
I opened my mouth to respond, when Ginny came barging into the room. I was furious.
She looked quite smug.
"Sorry to come-intruding on your-'private' conversation," she said between girly giggles, "but Ron, you just got an owl-from your love. And there's a letter for you too, Harry."
My ears turned red, and I got up, ready to pound my sister. Well, I wasn't actually planning on doing that. I would've just yelled at her, but Harry grabbed the back of my shirt.
"Ginny, you look awfully nice in that dress" he said, getting this very un- Harry, coy look on his face. "I think I left something in your dad's car. Could you possibly go and check for me?"
Ginny's ears turned red, too, and she blushed. "Sure, Harry" she said, hurrying out, handing me the letters.
I gave him a look.
"What? I got her out of here for you. I thought you'd be-"
"Never mind" I said with a sigh. I opened up the letter for me. It was addressed in hot pink, which was a first for Hermione.
Dear Ron,
Hope you are having a good summer so far! I'm having a wonderful time in Bulgaria. Victor is so sweet. He's taken me all over. The sites are quite lovely here. He's got a little sister about my age, and we are having a lot of fun. He even let me ride on his Firebolt-I mean, I would have asked Harry, but I wouldn't dare, since Sirius gave it to him. I hope we can clear his name. It must be extremely awful, having no one to talk to.
Anyhow, let me know when I can come and visit. I'm in no hurry, mind..
Love,
1 Hermione
I stared blankly at the letter. I started to feel quite hot, as though I was going to explode. Harry had read over my shoulder, and he looked quite puzzled, too.
"I can't believe her parents let her visit him" he said.
"Well, then, I guess I'll never get a chance. Yeah, I like her. I love her. Great. Just great. Stupid Krum. I could never amount to him."
"Ron, you are worth 100 Krums. You wait and see, this relationship won't last very long. I really don't think there will be another Tri-Wizard Tournament for a long time. So how could he visit her at Hogwarts? Besides, I've watched you guys for four years now. I know she likes you back. She looked pretty jealous when Fleur gave you that kiss. As a matter-of-fact, it looked as though she was ready to kill."
"Dumbledore said that Hogwarts's doors would always be open. To everyone who is on our side" I said sadly, ready to just kick something.
"Well, let's see what she wrote to me. I had a feeling there is more to this then just what she said in that letter" Harry said, opening his letter.
I looked over his shoulder.
Dear Harry,
How are you? I hope the muggles aren't treating you badly. Maybe you'll be able to go to Ron's house sooner then usual. Speaking of Ron, I feel that since you are my best friend, apart from him, I should tell you this, but you can't tell him.
Okay, I like Ron. A lot. I love him. And he thinks I'm in Bulgaria with Krum. But I'm not. I'm at home. Firstly, my parents would never let me stay over there for the summer. He's so much older then me, and they don't know him. And the other part is that I don't love Krum. We talked, and I told him that with our lives, it couldn't work out. He agreed with me, but he's more like my pen pal now. He's got a new girlfriend, and he's happy. The reason I told Ron I'm with him is because I want to know how dedicated he is. If he truly loves me back, he'll be extremely jealous and will do something about it. But you can't tell him. Or else my plan won't work. So please, Harry, don't tell him. Oh, and I'm reading up on things to help with Sirius to clear his name. Other then that, all we need is proof from someone that Pettigrew is alive. Hope you are well, and see you soon.
Love,
Hermione
I gaped. Hermione pull a stunt like that? It's just...un-Hermione! How do I handle this?
Harry looked at me, looking completely stumped as well. "So, Ron, I think we can play our cards right with this. We'll play along with Hermione's plan, but we'll turn it upside-down when she gets here, and you two will finally be an item and I can rest peacefully-well, maybe not completely, but something will finally be fixed.
I grinned. "Harry, this is gonna be a fun summer...mind, I don't think either of us know much about girls, but by the end of this summer, I think I'll owe you at least some chocolate frogs."
Short, I know, but this is gonna be a funny fic I foresee (
I helped Harry up with his stuff. For what little he has, it can be quite heavy. We got inot my room, and a sat myself onto a chair and watched him for a moment while he looked around. He was different from anyone else I'd ever met-he'd said my room was the most fascinating one he'd ever seen. And he looks at things, not like a 15 year-old, but like a 60 year-old. It always puzzled me. Perhaps it was because of his dark past that he had. And he always thought of others first. Harry Potter was probably the most noble and brave person I had ever known. But the best part was that he was my best friend and didn't care what I looked like, or what clothes I wore, or how poor I was. He looked deeper into people.
"So...did Dudley give you a hard time at the Dursley's?" I asked.
"Nah. Too fat. He's scared of me now more then anything else. I don't even have to threaten him anymore. He stayed out of my way" Harry said with a grin.
I grinned back. "I'm just wondering...have you heard from Hermione?" I asked hopefully.
"No. I wonder if she actually went to-" Harry stopped himself in mid- sentence.
I bit my lip. I started feeling angry. "Well, if she did go with-Vicky-then she's made a big mistake. I don't see why she trusts him. He's so much older then her..."
Harry looked at me, and I knew something was on his mind, bothering him. Maybe he'd ask and I wouldn't have to tell him outright. Now I wasn't so sure if I wanted anyone to know.
"Er-Ron...considering the fact that you guys had been in a big fight after the Yule Ball, you broke that Krum figurine into pieces-and don't deny it, I saw it" he said as I opened my mouth to cover it up. "I-I think you like her. More then just a friend. And I swear, I won't tell. I'm your best friend. But it's not fair that you know who I like and I don't know who you like."
I opened my mouth to respond, when Ginny came barging into the room. I was furious.
She looked quite smug.
"Sorry to come-intruding on your-'private' conversation," she said between girly giggles, "but Ron, you just got an owl-from your love. And there's a letter for you too, Harry."
My ears turned red, and I got up, ready to pound my sister. Well, I wasn't actually planning on doing that. I would've just yelled at her, but Harry grabbed the back of my shirt.
"Ginny, you look awfully nice in that dress" he said, getting this very un- Harry, coy look on his face. "I think I left something in your dad's car. Could you possibly go and check for me?"
Ginny's ears turned red, too, and she blushed. "Sure, Harry" she said, hurrying out, handing me the letters.
I gave him a look.
"What? I got her out of here for you. I thought you'd be-"
"Never mind" I said with a sigh. I opened up the letter for me. It was addressed in hot pink, which was a first for Hermione.
Dear Ron,
Hope you are having a good summer so far! I'm having a wonderful time in Bulgaria. Victor is so sweet. He's taken me all over. The sites are quite lovely here. He's got a little sister about my age, and we are having a lot of fun. He even let me ride on his Firebolt-I mean, I would have asked Harry, but I wouldn't dare, since Sirius gave it to him. I hope we can clear his name. It must be extremely awful, having no one to talk to.
Anyhow, let me know when I can come and visit. I'm in no hurry, mind..
Love,
1 Hermione
I stared blankly at the letter. I started to feel quite hot, as though I was going to explode. Harry had read over my shoulder, and he looked quite puzzled, too.
"I can't believe her parents let her visit him" he said.
"Well, then, I guess I'll never get a chance. Yeah, I like her. I love her. Great. Just great. Stupid Krum. I could never amount to him."
"Ron, you are worth 100 Krums. You wait and see, this relationship won't last very long. I really don't think there will be another Tri-Wizard Tournament for a long time. So how could he visit her at Hogwarts? Besides, I've watched you guys for four years now. I know she likes you back. She looked pretty jealous when Fleur gave you that kiss. As a matter-of-fact, it looked as though she was ready to kill."
"Dumbledore said that Hogwarts's doors would always be open. To everyone who is on our side" I said sadly, ready to just kick something.
"Well, let's see what she wrote to me. I had a feeling there is more to this then just what she said in that letter" Harry said, opening his letter.
I looked over his shoulder.
Dear Harry,
How are you? I hope the muggles aren't treating you badly. Maybe you'll be able to go to Ron's house sooner then usual. Speaking of Ron, I feel that since you are my best friend, apart from him, I should tell you this, but you can't tell him.
Okay, I like Ron. A lot. I love him. And he thinks I'm in Bulgaria with Krum. But I'm not. I'm at home. Firstly, my parents would never let me stay over there for the summer. He's so much older then me, and they don't know him. And the other part is that I don't love Krum. We talked, and I told him that with our lives, it couldn't work out. He agreed with me, but he's more like my pen pal now. He's got a new girlfriend, and he's happy. The reason I told Ron I'm with him is because I want to know how dedicated he is. If he truly loves me back, he'll be extremely jealous and will do something about it. But you can't tell him. Or else my plan won't work. So please, Harry, don't tell him. Oh, and I'm reading up on things to help with Sirius to clear his name. Other then that, all we need is proof from someone that Pettigrew is alive. Hope you are well, and see you soon.
Love,
Hermione
I gaped. Hermione pull a stunt like that? It's just...un-Hermione! How do I handle this?
Harry looked at me, looking completely stumped as well. "So, Ron, I think we can play our cards right with this. We'll play along with Hermione's plan, but we'll turn it upside-down when she gets here, and you two will finally be an item and I can rest peacefully-well, maybe not completely, but something will finally be fixed.
I grinned. "Harry, this is gonna be a fun summer...mind, I don't think either of us know much about girls, but by the end of this summer, I think I'll owe you at least some chocolate frogs."
Short, I know, but this is gonna be a funny fic I foresee (
