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Harry Potter and the Unexpected Betrayal

By: smiley13, Fruitloop_14, and Moselle (group account: aah)

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"Harry, get out of my room!!!" yelled a girl with bushy brown hair and brown eyes.

"What, I'm just looking at the books!" Harry answered.

DING DONG

"Hermione, there's someone at the door for you!"

"Coming, Dad!"

As Harry and Hermione were walking down the stairs, Ron, their friend, was looking uncomfortable in the entryway of a comfy cottage on the outskirts of..... (A/N: the town Hermione lives in.)

"Hi, Ron!" Harry said.

"Hi, Harry!" Ron answered.

"Did you have a nice trip?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, but...." said Ron.

"But what?" asked Harry.

"He didn't know how to use the doorbell," Hermione's dad answered for Ron.  Harry and Hermione barely contained their amusement.

  "He rang it and thought he did something wrong," Hermione's dad continued. "I found him hiding in the bushes.  He doesn't hide very well, given all you've told me of your 'adventures."

"Yeah, well, I didn't have enough time," Ron countered.

"Actually, I might must've seen you except I watched you through the window as you jumped in the bushes," said Mr. Granger.  "I also saw you coming up the drive."

"Well, you could've told me that!" Ron said, blushing.

"He's just teasing you, Ron," Hermione reassured.  "Since you're one of my best friends, he feels like he can treat you like family."

"That's right, I'm just teasing.  You guys want something to drink?"

"Yes, please," Harry answered.

"Sure," said Ron.

"No, thanks, I'm fine." Hermione said.

"What do you want, Coke?"

"Sure," Harry and Ron agreed, after Harry explained what Coke was.

"C'mon, let's go into the living room," Hermione suggested. "It's more comfortable in there."  So they went to the living room and Ron sat on the couch with Harry while Hermione stretched out on the floor.

"So, Harry, how long have you been here?" Ron asked.

"Not too long, just a couple of days, ever since my birthday. By the way, I loved your gifts." Ron had given him a miniature Quidditch practice field.  It's a box that's shrunken down.  When you open it and step through, it changes into a Quidditch field so Harry can practice without anyone knowing.  This field also comes with its own set of balls.  Hermione gave him a kiss.  On the morning of Harry's birthday, Hermione arrived at his house.  When Vernon opened the door, Hermione asked for Harry.  Harry then walked to the door and, surprising Harry so he almost fell when she hit him, kissed him full on the lips.  When they broke apart, she whispered, "Happy birthday, Harry!" and kissed him again.

Harry, who'd already packed to go to Hermione's, went to his upstairs bedroom and got his stuff, then followed Hermione to her parents' car.  All the while, Vernon was so shocked that all he could do was close the door after Hermione and Harry.

Hermione laughed at the memory and at Harry's face.  It looked as dazed and red as it did when she kissed him.  Hermione, blushing bright red, explained, "I got my parent's to drive me to Harry's and I gave him a kiss."

"Two kisses," Harry reminded her.

"When did you two start 'goin' together?" Ron asked, also blushing bright red.

"About two weeks.  Didn't Harry owl you?" Hermione questioned.

"Err........I thought you did." Harry pointed out.

"Either way, I know now.  Have you heard from 'Snuffles' yet?" Ron said thoughtfully.

"Yes, I have.  He owled me last night.  Looks like a surprise at Hogwarts again.  Sirius (Hermione's parents know) won't tell me though," Harry told Ron.

Ron hopefully asked, "Any chance of Lupin being a teacher? I mean, come on, he didn't hurt anyone and no one was in danger."

"No chance.  At least, we think not," Hermione answered for Harry who was snacking on a cookie that Mr. Granger had just brought in.

"Mfmed oledp," Harry mumbled mouth full.

"HARRY!" yelled Hermione.

"Oops, that was supposed to be 'Thanks a lot!" Harry said pointedly.  "I suppose Malfoy knows what the secret is.  Should we act like we know when we see him or be truthful?"

(Simultaneously) "Hermione?"

"Truthful; it gets you farther." She said dryly.  All three looked up to a creak on the stairs and Hermione quickly got up.  "Mom, you're supposed to be upstairs resting!" she said, supporting her mother.

"Well, I heard the doorbell and saw a redhead and knew it must be Ron," answered a very pregnant Mrs. Granger.  "Where's your father?"

As if on cue, in he marched.  "Honey, you're supposed to be off your feet.  If you're not going to stay in bed at least lay on the couch."

"Oh no, I don't want to disturb the boys," said Mrs. Granger, and, before John (Mr. Granger) could interrupt, went on, "I'll sit on the chair.  It's more comfortable than the couch.  Besides, if I'm not mistaken, Crookshanks likes this chair better."

He didn't push the argument any further, but instead helped her to sit down.

 "There you go, Susie," John said.  "Do you need anything to drink?"

"Some milk will be fine, thank you."

"Okay.  Be right back."

"So, how far along are you Mrs. Granger?"  Ron asked.

"Oh, about 7 months now I believe."

"Wow.  When's it due?"

"Halloween."

"Cool."

"Her name's going to be Debra Gamil. Right, Mom?" Hermione asked her mother.

"That's what we decided on."

"I like that name." Harry complimented.  "How'd you come up with it?"

"Oh, we looked in a baby name book and picked a name we thought sounded good.  We also looked at the meaning of it."

John entered at that point with Susie's milk.

"Thanks, John."

"Your welcome, honey."

For a few seconds everybody just sat in silence, trying to think of something to talk about.  Suddenly, Harry came up with an idea.

"Hey, do you guys want to try out my new Quidditch practice field?"

"Yes!  Can we Dad?" Hermione asked.

"Sure, honey, go ahead."

"Have fun!  And be safe!" Susie added.

So Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back up to Hermione's room to go to Harry's field.

"Just a sec and I'll get my broomstick," Hermione said.  "My parents bought me one for an early birthday present.  It's a Nimbus 2001."

"Cool," said Ron, looking a little envious.  Harry laughed inwardly at this. Ron was the only one without a broom.

"C'mon, let's go," Harry said when Hermione got her broom.  He dug around in his trunk and found his Quiminitch (the mini Quidditch field).  He opened it up and they stepped inside.

It was beautiful!  The sun was shining (the sun always shone unless you told it otherwise) and the grass was as green as it could be.  There were also stands for an audience, so that you can have onlookers and so you can get used to them being there.

"The changing rooms are to the right and the broom-closet is over here," Harry directed and the others followed him to the left to get his broom out.

When he opened it, however, there were two brooms instead of one.  Ron and Hermione stared openmouthed and wide-eyed. "Harry, why do you need two brooms, isn't your Firebolt enough?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, that's why this one," and he pulled out the brand-new Firebolt on the left of his old one, "is yours."

"What?!?" Ron asked, wondering if he heard right.  "You can't give me that!"

"Sure, I can. Just think of it as an early Christmas present for 10 years to come."

"Wow, Harry, are you sure you want me to have this?  It must have cost a fortune!"

"Yes, I'm sure. How many times do I have to tell you?  Besides, I've already bought it, and I don't need two brooms.  Well, actually, I might," Harry said, remembering what happened in his 3rd year, "but if that happens again, I can just send some money to Sirius to get me a new one."

Ron was still staring wide-eyed at Harry when he finished rambling. Hermione was staring lovingly at Harry as he spoke, marveling at how kind and considerate he was.

I'm amazed I didn't think to get together sooner, Hermione wondered.

"Well, enough standing around," Harry said.  "Go ahead, Ron, try it out!"

"Okay," Ron mounted and kicked off into the air.  Wow!  I see why Harry likes this so much. It's like leaving all your troubles behind!

Harry and Hermione watched Ron from the ground for a while before taking off.

They flew around for about a half hour, while Harry taught the others some stunts and tricks on their brooms, before Harry finally went and got the balls.

While Harry was gone, Ron and Hermione got a chance to talk.  "You really like him, don't you, Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Yeah.  I wonder why I didn't see it earlier."

"You were probably too preoccupied to notice.  I know I was." Ron said looking at Hermione with a rather embarrassed look on his face. He couldn't believe that he had just said that, straight to her face. He had kept his crush on Hermione a secret since 3rd year and now just one stupid slip-up and the whole thing was ruined!

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing," Ron said quickly, while trying to hide his face, which was blushing furiously.  "Hey, Harry's back!"  Thank goodness, he added silently.