Ron's head popped into the fireplace. The Grangers looked a bit surprised,
but were very calm, nonetheless. Hermione smiled but quickly stifled it
into a normal face. No needing for him to get the true idea yet. I need to
get revenge first.
"Hello, Ron. Hello, Harry, Mr. Weasley, Fred, George." she added as more people popped into view.
Mr. Weasley straitened out his robes and Harry was busy cleaning his glasses. "Hello, Mr. And Mrs. Granger. And, of course, Hermione" Mr. Weasley said with a smile.
Hermione eyed the twins, who were looking quite suspicious.
"What?" said Fred.
"You two are up to something. You can pull things at Harry's, but not in my house" she said firmly.
"What? We were just wondering-"
"Fred! George! One more toe out of line, and your mother will have your heads!" Mr. Weasley shouted angrily. "Excuse my boys" he added, looking at the Grangers. "They just-don't do the same sort of pranks regular kids do. Don't worry, they won't hurt you. I've emptied out their pockets."
"Well, I guess this is good-bye" Hermione said, giving both of her parents a hug.
"Have a good term, dears" Mrs. Granger said as the Weasleys, Hermione and Harry disappeared into the fireplace.
Hermione wasn't quite fond of floo-powder, but she was back at the Burrow so soon she didn't think much of it. Hermione's face showed a grin from ear to ear.
"Ah, hello, Hermione" Percy said, strolling in, looking quite pompous and smug.
"Hello, Percy. Hello, Ginny" she added, seeing Ginny Weasley coming into the living room.
"Boy, Hermione, have I got something to tell you!" Ginny piped up, a broad grin on her face.
"What? I know Ron is going out with someone" she said, rolling her eyes in what looked like annoyance, but really pain.
"Huh? Er-nevermind..."Ginny said, turning pink.
"Ron! Come here a minute!" Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen.
"Coming, mum!" he called back, giving a wink to Harry while Hermione was looking the other way.
"Well" Harry said, his brilliant green eyes growing dark, "you've heard, haven't you?"
"Yes, and I'm mad, Harry. How stupid could I be to ever-"
"Hey, calm down, he hasn't sent anything back to her. I really don't think the feelings are mutual, but we are going to have to plot very carefully. Ron isn't exactly thickheaded, and he gets suspicious very easily. I have tried already to find out whom he likes, but no luck there. Ginny won't even tell me," he added, furrowing his brow.
"Now that's a miracle if there ever was one" Hermione grinned. "That girl has been obsessed with you since day one. Of course, you're too busy thinking about-"
"Hey, lay off on that subject. I really don't wanna talk about it" Harry said irritably, but suddenly turning red and a bit nervous.
"Looks like I hit a spot. Come off it, Harry. There are so many other things you keep inside yourself. You have probably the darkest past I've known anyone to have. So many things get shadowed, and, well...we worry about you" Hermione ended softly.
"Look, I may be the 'famous Harry Potter,' but I'm not weakling to anything. I can take anything and hide it. I just don't want to be pressed by it. That's all. I can live without-"
"I'm not saying that you can't. Just face reality with people, other then dark forces. Open your eyes to everyone else and don't hide."
"So what do you suggest I do?" Harry said, his eyes burning.
"Ask someone out."
"Look who's talking."
"Well, I'm trying, aren't I?"
"Not very well."
"Okay, okay, I give. I admit your situation is a lot more difficult then mine. I'll shut-up now."
"Well, here's a first. You guys are fighting now."
Ron came back, and Hermione and Harry's cheeks flushed red.
"Sorry" Harry said apologetically.
Hermione felt exasperated with herself. Harry had so much on his shoulders already, and here she was, lecturing him about something he couldn't fix. And now he was apologizing. Hermione suddenly hated herself.
"My fault, Harry. So.."Hermione said, drawing her attention to Ron, who's ears turned red, which amused Hermione quite a lot, "what do we do now?"
"Hermione, are you gonna be a prefect?" Ron said quite spontaneously.
"Oh, yeah..I almost forgot! Look!" she said, pulling out her medal. It glittered and Hermione beamed.
"Well, good thing you aren't acting like Percy about this" Harry said amused.
"Yeah, what a load off" Ron muttered with even more amusement then Harry. "Percy would always strut around, being even more bossy, saying-"
"I really appreciate that, Ronald" Percy's cold voice said.
Ron turned pink yet again, and Harry rolled his eyes at the whole scene. This is ridiculus. Worst of all, I have to be stuck in the middle! Why does trouble always seem to look for me? I don't see why I couldn't have a normal life.ha. Normal. What is normal? I'm certainly not. my parents are dead, my godfather is an escaped convict, my blood relatives want nothing to do with me.
Harry closed his eyes. He was breathing very hard. And he was also starting to feel very cold. No, I'm not going to pass out. What is wrong with me? Why is my life so insane?
Harry shook his head and tried to focus. Something wasn't right. He suddenly felt a spasm in his scar.
"Ah!" Harry said, making everyone around him jump.
"Harry, my dear boy, whatever is the matter?" Percy said, inspecting him.
"I-uh-I think I'll go to bed. I'm really tiered. It's been a long day."
"Harry, your scar is hurting again. Something bad is going to happen."
"Send a message to Dumbledore."
"And to Sirius."
Harry thought his head was going to explode. Please don't let me pass out, please don't let me pass out.
Harry suddenly couldn't feel anything, and everything turned black. Pitch Black. A dream followed the blackness, which scared Harry out of his wits.
End of part 4
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"Hello, Ron. Hello, Harry, Mr. Weasley, Fred, George." she added as more people popped into view.
Mr. Weasley straitened out his robes and Harry was busy cleaning his glasses. "Hello, Mr. And Mrs. Granger. And, of course, Hermione" Mr. Weasley said with a smile.
Hermione eyed the twins, who were looking quite suspicious.
"What?" said Fred.
"You two are up to something. You can pull things at Harry's, but not in my house" she said firmly.
"What? We were just wondering-"
"Fred! George! One more toe out of line, and your mother will have your heads!" Mr. Weasley shouted angrily. "Excuse my boys" he added, looking at the Grangers. "They just-don't do the same sort of pranks regular kids do. Don't worry, they won't hurt you. I've emptied out their pockets."
"Well, I guess this is good-bye" Hermione said, giving both of her parents a hug.
"Have a good term, dears" Mrs. Granger said as the Weasleys, Hermione and Harry disappeared into the fireplace.
Hermione wasn't quite fond of floo-powder, but she was back at the Burrow so soon she didn't think much of it. Hermione's face showed a grin from ear to ear.
"Ah, hello, Hermione" Percy said, strolling in, looking quite pompous and smug.
"Hello, Percy. Hello, Ginny" she added, seeing Ginny Weasley coming into the living room.
"Boy, Hermione, have I got something to tell you!" Ginny piped up, a broad grin on her face.
"What? I know Ron is going out with someone" she said, rolling her eyes in what looked like annoyance, but really pain.
"Huh? Er-nevermind..."Ginny said, turning pink.
"Ron! Come here a minute!" Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen.
"Coming, mum!" he called back, giving a wink to Harry while Hermione was looking the other way.
"Well" Harry said, his brilliant green eyes growing dark, "you've heard, haven't you?"
"Yes, and I'm mad, Harry. How stupid could I be to ever-"
"Hey, calm down, he hasn't sent anything back to her. I really don't think the feelings are mutual, but we are going to have to plot very carefully. Ron isn't exactly thickheaded, and he gets suspicious very easily. I have tried already to find out whom he likes, but no luck there. Ginny won't even tell me," he added, furrowing his brow.
"Now that's a miracle if there ever was one" Hermione grinned. "That girl has been obsessed with you since day one. Of course, you're too busy thinking about-"
"Hey, lay off on that subject. I really don't wanna talk about it" Harry said irritably, but suddenly turning red and a bit nervous.
"Looks like I hit a spot. Come off it, Harry. There are so many other things you keep inside yourself. You have probably the darkest past I've known anyone to have. So many things get shadowed, and, well...we worry about you" Hermione ended softly.
"Look, I may be the 'famous Harry Potter,' but I'm not weakling to anything. I can take anything and hide it. I just don't want to be pressed by it. That's all. I can live without-"
"I'm not saying that you can't. Just face reality with people, other then dark forces. Open your eyes to everyone else and don't hide."
"So what do you suggest I do?" Harry said, his eyes burning.
"Ask someone out."
"Look who's talking."
"Well, I'm trying, aren't I?"
"Not very well."
"Okay, okay, I give. I admit your situation is a lot more difficult then mine. I'll shut-up now."
"Well, here's a first. You guys are fighting now."
Ron came back, and Hermione and Harry's cheeks flushed red.
"Sorry" Harry said apologetically.
Hermione felt exasperated with herself. Harry had so much on his shoulders already, and here she was, lecturing him about something he couldn't fix. And now he was apologizing. Hermione suddenly hated herself.
"My fault, Harry. So.."Hermione said, drawing her attention to Ron, who's ears turned red, which amused Hermione quite a lot, "what do we do now?"
"Hermione, are you gonna be a prefect?" Ron said quite spontaneously.
"Oh, yeah..I almost forgot! Look!" she said, pulling out her medal. It glittered and Hermione beamed.
"Well, good thing you aren't acting like Percy about this" Harry said amused.
"Yeah, what a load off" Ron muttered with even more amusement then Harry. "Percy would always strut around, being even more bossy, saying-"
"I really appreciate that, Ronald" Percy's cold voice said.
Ron turned pink yet again, and Harry rolled his eyes at the whole scene. This is ridiculus. Worst of all, I have to be stuck in the middle! Why does trouble always seem to look for me? I don't see why I couldn't have a normal life.ha. Normal. What is normal? I'm certainly not. my parents are dead, my godfather is an escaped convict, my blood relatives want nothing to do with me.
Harry closed his eyes. He was breathing very hard. And he was also starting to feel very cold. No, I'm not going to pass out. What is wrong with me? Why is my life so insane?
Harry shook his head and tried to focus. Something wasn't right. He suddenly felt a spasm in his scar.
"Ah!" Harry said, making everyone around him jump.
"Harry, my dear boy, whatever is the matter?" Percy said, inspecting him.
"I-uh-I think I'll go to bed. I'm really tiered. It's been a long day."
"Harry, your scar is hurting again. Something bad is going to happen."
"Send a message to Dumbledore."
"And to Sirius."
Harry thought his head was going to explode. Please don't let me pass out, please don't let me pass out.
Harry suddenly couldn't feel anything, and everything turned black. Pitch Black. A dream followed the blackness, which scared Harry out of his wits.
End of part 4
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