Chapter 2
Hermione edged closer. What would be wrong with looking in someone's diary? It wasn't as if Harry was a guy with secrets. Hermione memorized exactly where she saw the diary, and opened it up.
Dear Diary, I can't believe it. It's the day of Ron's party. He's turning 23. That means that it's been five years since we graduated. Five years since I've seen Hermione. Ron told me that she was coming, apparently she had to interview the Chuddley Cannons. And saw Ron there. Soon she'll have to interview me! I wonder if she's changed? Is she still the same old 'Mione'? What will she think of me? Will she think I've changed? Sometimes (alright, all of the time) I regret having lost touch with her, but I couldn't have forgiven myself if she had died protecting me. What will she think of me for just leaving her? Never a word- not a thing. Now I'm seeing her tonight. Can't wait! I better go- I'll update you soon, Harry.
Hermione closed the diary softly, and placed the book where she had found it. By the time Harry came out, Hermione was sitting on a stool, deep in thought.
"Mione? Hello, anyone in there?"
"Oh, Harry you scared me. Um, have you got all of your stuff? We better go then-" Hermione jumped of the stool, and started walking out of the door.
"Wait! I'm not letting you go that easily- I have you right here in my kitchen- I want to talk!"
Hermione laughed "Okay." She hopped back onto the stool.
"Want a drink?"
"No thanks, I think I've had enough tonight."
"Not even a Coke?"
"Okay, fine. So, what do you do in your spare time, apart from capturing dark wizards and commanding the world number one quidditch team?"
Harry laughed. "Well, I like to hang out with Ron a fair bit, but not as much as I'd like to. Hey, I hang out with Dudley too!"
Hermione nearly choked on her coke. "Dudley?"
"Yeah, sure. Okay, this is how it happened: well, one day I was on the train, and I saw Dudley sitting by himself. I went over to say hi, and we got talking. He actually wasn't that bad, Uni had done a lot for him. So I invited him to lunch at the Leaky Cauldron. And who was a waitress there? Padma Patil? I introduced them and we got talking, rather Dudley and Padma got talking. They hit it off straight away! And, 6 months later, they were engaged! When Dudley told his parents, they disowned him. Now they live in Hogsmeade with their two kids."
Hermione was staring at Harry in amazement. "Harry James Potter you are amazing. That you can still find something in your heart to give to him after all he's done to you- that's pretty cool. Hey, we better get going! By the time we stop over at my house and get back to the Burrow, Ron and Ginny will be wondering where we are! And if Ron is still the same as the Ron that I knew in Hogwarts, he'll be imagining all sorts of things!"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. But Ron't calmed down a bit since he's been going out with Lavender."
"Whoaah, back up a bit! Ron is going out with Lavender! You can't be serious!"
Harry laughed. "Didn't you know? I would have let him tell you if I had realized. Yeah, they've been going out for, what, a year!"
"Okay, we really have to go now. I can't wait to get to hm with this information! Come on!"
"Hermione Granger, you are exactly the same person as you were five years ago!"
Hermione laughed. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"
Harry looked at her tenderly for a moment, staring into her chestnut eyes. "A compliment. Definitely."
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As Hermione and Harry crept in the front door of the Burrow, Ron came rushing down the stairs. "Where have you guys been? You've been out for like two hours!"
"We're fine, Weasely." Said Harry. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get some sleep tonight. Goodnight everyone!"
"Goodnight Harry. I think I might go to bed too." Said Hermione.
"Um, actually, could I talk to you Mione?" asked Ron.
Hermione looked surprised. "Sure, we'll go into the kitchen."
"What's going on with you and Harry?"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING GOING ON BETWEEN US!" Hermione yelled. "Besides, you can't talk. What's this I heard between you and Lavender?" Hermione asked sweetly.
"What? I mean nothing, I mean, but, um, WHO TOLD YOU?" Ron stuttered, while Hermione was leaning on the bench smiling nonchalantly.
"Harry did, while we were at his house getting his stuff. But that's not the point. Are you or are you not going out with Lavender? I want to hear it straight from the horse's mouth!"
"I THOUGHT THERE WAS SOMETHING GOING ON! YOU WERE AT HIS HOUSE!"
"HE WAS GETTING HIS STUFF!"
By now they were yelling full blast, and had pretty much woken up the whole household.
"Ron!" Ginny yelled. "I'm taking you to bed. Harry, can you get Hermione?"
"Sure."
Ginny dragged Ron to bed, and Harry went over to Hermione.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine."
"What did he ask you?"
"Nothing."
"So by saying nothing he caused you to fly into a blinding rage?"
"Hey, I wasn't that bad."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
Hermione sighed. "He asked me. He asked me if there was anything between us."
"Is there?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
Harry eyed her seriously. "I hope there is."
"So do I. Goodnight Harry."
"Goodnight Hermione."
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Hermione woke up with a start. She looked at the clock beside her. "10:00! I better get down to breakfast!"
Luckily, most of the other members of the family had apparently slept in too. In fact, the only people at the breakfast were Harry and Ginny. When Ginny saw Hermione come down, she gulped down her toast, and stood up.
"I'd better go. See you guys!"
"See ya Gin!" mumbled Harry through a mouthful of scrambled eggs.
Hermione sat down at the table, and started helping herself to a mountain of buttered toast. "Sleep well?"
"Sort of. I had too many dreams. How was your night?"
"Average. Um, can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"Okay. Oh gosh. About our conversation last night. Um, what did you think?"
Harry slowly put down his knife and fork. "Well.
Hermione edged closer. What would be wrong with looking in someone's diary? It wasn't as if Harry was a guy with secrets. Hermione memorized exactly where she saw the diary, and opened it up.
Dear Diary, I can't believe it. It's the day of Ron's party. He's turning 23. That means that it's been five years since we graduated. Five years since I've seen Hermione. Ron told me that she was coming, apparently she had to interview the Chuddley Cannons. And saw Ron there. Soon she'll have to interview me! I wonder if she's changed? Is she still the same old 'Mione'? What will she think of me? Will she think I've changed? Sometimes (alright, all of the time) I regret having lost touch with her, but I couldn't have forgiven myself if she had died protecting me. What will she think of me for just leaving her? Never a word- not a thing. Now I'm seeing her tonight. Can't wait! I better go- I'll update you soon, Harry.
Hermione closed the diary softly, and placed the book where she had found it. By the time Harry came out, Hermione was sitting on a stool, deep in thought.
"Mione? Hello, anyone in there?"
"Oh, Harry you scared me. Um, have you got all of your stuff? We better go then-" Hermione jumped of the stool, and started walking out of the door.
"Wait! I'm not letting you go that easily- I have you right here in my kitchen- I want to talk!"
Hermione laughed "Okay." She hopped back onto the stool.
"Want a drink?"
"No thanks, I think I've had enough tonight."
"Not even a Coke?"
"Okay, fine. So, what do you do in your spare time, apart from capturing dark wizards and commanding the world number one quidditch team?"
Harry laughed. "Well, I like to hang out with Ron a fair bit, but not as much as I'd like to. Hey, I hang out with Dudley too!"
Hermione nearly choked on her coke. "Dudley?"
"Yeah, sure. Okay, this is how it happened: well, one day I was on the train, and I saw Dudley sitting by himself. I went over to say hi, and we got talking. He actually wasn't that bad, Uni had done a lot for him. So I invited him to lunch at the Leaky Cauldron. And who was a waitress there? Padma Patil? I introduced them and we got talking, rather Dudley and Padma got talking. They hit it off straight away! And, 6 months later, they were engaged! When Dudley told his parents, they disowned him. Now they live in Hogsmeade with their two kids."
Hermione was staring at Harry in amazement. "Harry James Potter you are amazing. That you can still find something in your heart to give to him after all he's done to you- that's pretty cool. Hey, we better get going! By the time we stop over at my house and get back to the Burrow, Ron and Ginny will be wondering where we are! And if Ron is still the same as the Ron that I knew in Hogwarts, he'll be imagining all sorts of things!"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. But Ron't calmed down a bit since he's been going out with Lavender."
"Whoaah, back up a bit! Ron is going out with Lavender! You can't be serious!"
Harry laughed. "Didn't you know? I would have let him tell you if I had realized. Yeah, they've been going out for, what, a year!"
"Okay, we really have to go now. I can't wait to get to hm with this information! Come on!"
"Hermione Granger, you are exactly the same person as you were five years ago!"
Hermione laughed. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"
Harry looked at her tenderly for a moment, staring into her chestnut eyes. "A compliment. Definitely."
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As Hermione and Harry crept in the front door of the Burrow, Ron came rushing down the stairs. "Where have you guys been? You've been out for like two hours!"
"We're fine, Weasely." Said Harry. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get some sleep tonight. Goodnight everyone!"
"Goodnight Harry. I think I might go to bed too." Said Hermione.
"Um, actually, could I talk to you Mione?" asked Ron.
Hermione looked surprised. "Sure, we'll go into the kitchen."
"What's going on with you and Harry?"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING GOING ON BETWEEN US!" Hermione yelled. "Besides, you can't talk. What's this I heard between you and Lavender?" Hermione asked sweetly.
"What? I mean nothing, I mean, but, um, WHO TOLD YOU?" Ron stuttered, while Hermione was leaning on the bench smiling nonchalantly.
"Harry did, while we were at his house getting his stuff. But that's not the point. Are you or are you not going out with Lavender? I want to hear it straight from the horse's mouth!"
"I THOUGHT THERE WAS SOMETHING GOING ON! YOU WERE AT HIS HOUSE!"
"HE WAS GETTING HIS STUFF!"
By now they were yelling full blast, and had pretty much woken up the whole household.
"Ron!" Ginny yelled. "I'm taking you to bed. Harry, can you get Hermione?"
"Sure."
Ginny dragged Ron to bed, and Harry went over to Hermione.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine."
"What did he ask you?"
"Nothing."
"So by saying nothing he caused you to fly into a blinding rage?"
"Hey, I wasn't that bad."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
Hermione sighed. "He asked me. He asked me if there was anything between us."
"Is there?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
Harry eyed her seriously. "I hope there is."
"So do I. Goodnight Harry."
"Goodnight Hermione."
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Hermione woke up with a start. She looked at the clock beside her. "10:00! I better get down to breakfast!"
Luckily, most of the other members of the family had apparently slept in too. In fact, the only people at the breakfast were Harry and Ginny. When Ginny saw Hermione come down, she gulped down her toast, and stood up.
"I'd better go. See you guys!"
"See ya Gin!" mumbled Harry through a mouthful of scrambled eggs.
Hermione sat down at the table, and started helping herself to a mountain of buttered toast. "Sleep well?"
"Sort of. I had too many dreams. How was your night?"
"Average. Um, can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"Okay. Oh gosh. About our conversation last night. Um, what did you think?"
Harry slowly put down his knife and fork. "Well.