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*Only Ron*
"Oh, my god," Ron whimpered as he bowed his head in shame "I'm so sorry."
"Yeah Hermione, I'm sorry!" Harry stood up to comfort her.
Harry placed his arms around her and embraced her as she cried.
Ron felt terrible, all week he had been cold towards her and now her mother and father had been pronounced dead by no other than Voldermort!
'You are such a idiot Ron, how could you treat Hermione so bad over nothing,' Ron thought to himself 'It shouldn't take something like this to make you realise you git.'
Harry and Hermione came out of the embrace and Harry lead Hermione to a comfy lounge, where he sat beside her.
"Hermione, I'm sorry for everything, I have been a real git all week and I am so sorry!" Tears ran down from Ron's eyes.
He knew Mr. and Mrs. Granger quite well. He had stayed at Hermione's with Harry for 2 weeks the past summer and they had got to know the Granger's very well indeed.
Hermione leaped into Ron's arms and cried "I love you Ron, your one of my best friends and I never want to fight again!"
Harry smiled. He knew he shouldn't considering the circumstances but he was so happy they were friends again but why did it have to take this for Ron to realise.
"Are you OK? I mean do you want to talk to anyone about it or anything?" Ron asked as Hermione sat back next to Harry.
"I wouldn't mind going to see Hagrid, Dumbledore and McGonagal told me the news only a short while ago."
"What about everything, aren't you having time off? Maybe go home for a bit?" Harry asked.
"I suppose, but I don't want to be alone. Do you think...Do you think you could come with me to my house?" Hermione asked, wiping away her tears from her cheek bone.
"Of course we can," Ron said straight away "Do you want me to owl my mum to come?"
"Yes please, that would be good." Hermione got up and paced the room, she walked to the fire and sat in front of it. The warmth swarmed over her but she felt lost and as if her heart had been ripped out and dragged through a bush and back.
Hermione's life had gone from best to alright to terrible in a matter of days. The best- Draco and her, alright- when Ron and herself were fighting and terrible-losing both of her parents to a piece of scum, Voldermort.
"Can I use Hedwig?" Ron whispered to Harry.
"Sure, she is in our dormitory,"
Ron wondered upstairs.
Harry didn't know what to say to comfort his dearest friend. He sat next to her beside the fire and put his arm around her. She looked into his bright green eyes and he stared back.
Hermione was lost inside Harry's gaze, she could feel warmth from him, something made her feel the tiniest bit better. She leaned more into his eyes.
Harry and Hermione leaned forward and they kissed. Harry kissed Hermione hard but she pulled out.
Harry knew that it was probably a heat of the moment thing. Hermione turned away embarrassed under the circumstances.
Ron came down a few moments later with Hedwig.
"Did you want to write anything to my mum?" Ron asked Hermione kindly.
"No thanks, I'm right." Hermione put her head in her hands. She really needed a pain killer for her head was aching with serious pain.
Hermione got up and walked toward the stairwell up toward the girl's dormitory.
Ron flashed Harry a worried look but Harry mimed "Leave her,"
Hermione slowly drifted up to her bed where she lay and cried into her pillow. She was an orphan and she knew it. She would never see her mothers shinning smile or hear her fathers happy laugh ever again. She would never beable to kick the soccer ball around with her dad or bake cookies with her mum. She could never ever have the feeling of real family loving again and she would never be a family again.
Hermione stayed in her room through lunch and dinner.
Harry and Ron came up to her on several occasions to check on her, but neither stayed long. They felt uncomfortable because they had no words to say.
"Its so unfair!" Hermione screamed as she threw a chair across her dormitory "I hate you, I hate you!" She cried to no one in particular.
"Why me? Why my mum and dad?" Hermione cried as she threw herself onto her four poster bed.
Hermione sat up. A fact sprang to her mind.
'Only Ron,' Hermione thought 'Only Ron has his parents. Voldermort is killing our parents off!'
Hermione thought hard about this for a few moments then decided it was a total load of rubbish and she was just hurting. She got changed into her Pj's and snuggled into bed.
She did not sleep that night.
A/N: What do you think? Please review. I know that chapter was boring but the next one will be more eventful.
A/N: Please read and review.
*Only Ron*
"Oh, my god," Ron whimpered as he bowed his head in shame "I'm so sorry."
"Yeah Hermione, I'm sorry!" Harry stood up to comfort her.
Harry placed his arms around her and embraced her as she cried.
Ron felt terrible, all week he had been cold towards her and now her mother and father had been pronounced dead by no other than Voldermort!
'You are such a idiot Ron, how could you treat Hermione so bad over nothing,' Ron thought to himself 'It shouldn't take something like this to make you realise you git.'
Harry and Hermione came out of the embrace and Harry lead Hermione to a comfy lounge, where he sat beside her.
"Hermione, I'm sorry for everything, I have been a real git all week and I am so sorry!" Tears ran down from Ron's eyes.
He knew Mr. and Mrs. Granger quite well. He had stayed at Hermione's with Harry for 2 weeks the past summer and they had got to know the Granger's very well indeed.
Hermione leaped into Ron's arms and cried "I love you Ron, your one of my best friends and I never want to fight again!"
Harry smiled. He knew he shouldn't considering the circumstances but he was so happy they were friends again but why did it have to take this for Ron to realise.
"Are you OK? I mean do you want to talk to anyone about it or anything?" Ron asked as Hermione sat back next to Harry.
"I wouldn't mind going to see Hagrid, Dumbledore and McGonagal told me the news only a short while ago."
"What about everything, aren't you having time off? Maybe go home for a bit?" Harry asked.
"I suppose, but I don't want to be alone. Do you think...Do you think you could come with me to my house?" Hermione asked, wiping away her tears from her cheek bone.
"Of course we can," Ron said straight away "Do you want me to owl my mum to come?"
"Yes please, that would be good." Hermione got up and paced the room, she walked to the fire and sat in front of it. The warmth swarmed over her but she felt lost and as if her heart had been ripped out and dragged through a bush and back.
Hermione's life had gone from best to alright to terrible in a matter of days. The best- Draco and her, alright- when Ron and herself were fighting and terrible-losing both of her parents to a piece of scum, Voldermort.
"Can I use Hedwig?" Ron whispered to Harry.
"Sure, she is in our dormitory,"
Ron wondered upstairs.
Harry didn't know what to say to comfort his dearest friend. He sat next to her beside the fire and put his arm around her. She looked into his bright green eyes and he stared back.
Hermione was lost inside Harry's gaze, she could feel warmth from him, something made her feel the tiniest bit better. She leaned more into his eyes.
Harry and Hermione leaned forward and they kissed. Harry kissed Hermione hard but she pulled out.
Harry knew that it was probably a heat of the moment thing. Hermione turned away embarrassed under the circumstances.
Ron came down a few moments later with Hedwig.
"Did you want to write anything to my mum?" Ron asked Hermione kindly.
"No thanks, I'm right." Hermione put her head in her hands. She really needed a pain killer for her head was aching with serious pain.
Hermione got up and walked toward the stairwell up toward the girl's dormitory.
Ron flashed Harry a worried look but Harry mimed "Leave her,"
Hermione slowly drifted up to her bed where she lay and cried into her pillow. She was an orphan and she knew it. She would never see her mothers shinning smile or hear her fathers happy laugh ever again. She would never beable to kick the soccer ball around with her dad or bake cookies with her mum. She could never ever have the feeling of real family loving again and she would never be a family again.
Hermione stayed in her room through lunch and dinner.
Harry and Ron came up to her on several occasions to check on her, but neither stayed long. They felt uncomfortable because they had no words to say.
"Its so unfair!" Hermione screamed as she threw a chair across her dormitory "I hate you, I hate you!" She cried to no one in particular.
"Why me? Why my mum and dad?" Hermione cried as she threw herself onto her four poster bed.
Hermione sat up. A fact sprang to her mind.
'Only Ron,' Hermione thought 'Only Ron has his parents. Voldermort is killing our parents off!'
Hermione thought hard about this for a few moments then decided it was a total load of rubbish and she was just hurting. She got changed into her Pj's and snuggled into bed.
She did not sleep that night.
A/N: What do you think? Please review. I know that chapter was boring but the next one will be more eventful.