Hermione arrived at the Weasley house at noon. She was met with warm smiles and hugs, but, much to her dismay, Ron was nowhere to be seen.

Ron's POV

Woah, that's not Hermione! That girl who just walked out of the fireplace… not my best friend. She was so skinny, and her hair… it was perfect curls like the ones models have, it's not her. She has big bushy hair, and it's not even the right color! It was almost red…not Weasley red, but still almost red. What happened to her? I can see her looking for me. I guess I should come down the stairs. I'm not hiding, just… wanting to not be seen. She did this for bloody Krum. If he can't like her for who she is he doesn't deserve herr! What am I saying? He doesn't deserve her anyway! What in bloody hell did she do that to herself for? She was beautiful before.

Hermione's POV

Here comes Ron and he looks mad. I thought he might, but I really don't want him mad at me. Not now. I can feel my eyes brimming with tears, but his eyes are cold. It's scary how cold he can look, he's tense all over and his lips are pursed. He's so cute, but I hate it when he's looking at me like that.

"Ron!" I call out with a big smile. He doesn't even try to smile. I give him a quick hug, which he limply returns, like he doesn't care. He could probably hug Malfoy better; in fact, he looked like he'd rather hug a spider.

"Have you had a nice summer?" I asked, trying to break the ice.

"You'd know if you'd let us owl you."

"I'm sorry Ron, but owls aren't allowed where I was."

I don't want to fight, please don't start a fight with me Ron. My eyes are pleading but his are still cold as ice. He wont answer me…

"What did you do to yourself?" he asked.

"RONALD!" cried his mum. I just shrank into a chair while he fought with his mum about whether or not it's polite to ask that. I don't care. I knew he'd hate it, but it's not my fault. I like the hair though… besides, it's not forever.

"Hermione? Why don't we get you settled in my room?"

"Thanks Ginny"

"My brother's a prat Hermione."

"I know, it's not his fault he doesn't like it"

"But he's 15, he should be able to handle it better, besides, I think you look great."

"Thanks Ginny."