"Hello Mrs. Weasely." Hermione said, looking at the limp figure.
"H...Ha...Harry? Her.Hermione? Is.That you?" The figure said, with Ron's voice.
"Yes." Harry and Hermione said, feeling sorry for Ron. Mrs. Weasely laid Ron on the couch and left.
"I'll make you 3 some hot cocoa. You need it." She left for the kitchen. Harry heard pots and pans banging and bumping as Mrs. Weasely used her wand to pour, stir and heat up the cocoa.
"Ron. I'm sorry this happened. What's wrong with you? You're not the Ron I remember. My best bud Ron wouldn't let a thing like this keep him down! Ron...?" Harry said, looking at the now pale boy. He didn't know him.
Hermione held Harry's and Ron's hands. She was too shocked to speak right now. Harry felt something in Hermione's touch, but he couldn't put his finger on it at the moment.
The 3 of them heard a -plop- and looked to see Dumbledore had vanished without a word. They just ignored it, and went back to talking. "Ron, you will get better, I know you will." Hermione said, yawning. She looked at the watch she had on her wrist. It read 6:03 AM. "I'm going to bed now. I need to sleep. You 2 should, too." She said getting up and going to Ginny's room.
Mrs. Weasely came in just in time to get Hermione back into the living room. "Uh... thanks, Mrs. Weasely she said, yawning yet again. The 3 of them drank it up fast, and Mrs. Weasely, carrying Ron ("Get off, mum... I can walk!). Harry and Hermione following her went to their own rooms. Hermione went in Ginny's room, and Harry in Ron's room. At 12:00 PM, Harry woke up to see Ron gone, so he dressed and went downstairs.
There, he saw Hermione, Mr. & Mrs. Weasely, Percy, Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron sitting at the table having lunch. "I missed breakfast?" Harry asked, looking to find an empty seat somewhere.
He sat down in between Hermione and Ron and got settled. "Come on, Harry, eat up! You need your strength! Today we're playing Quidditch in the backyard today!" Ron said, handing Harry a drumstick off of the turkey on the table.
"I love these birds! They're delicious! Wonder how they get all the feathers and the beak off them? What are they called?" Mr. Weasely said, examining the backside of the turkey.
"It's a turkey, dear, and did you know your examining the backside of it?" Mrs. Weasely said, looking at Mr. Weasely like he just threw up.
"Oh." he said, putting the poor turkey down. Harry yawned and started eating slowly, thinking about that morning. Ron looked normally again, and Hermione did too.
"What day is it today?" He asked.
"Dear me, I just noticed. We have but a week until you have to go to Hogwarts! Thank you, Harry. Tomorrow we shall have to go shopping for your school supplies! Here that, Ron, Hermione? We shop tomorrow." Mrs. Weasely said.
Just then, 7 owls came in, each with a note to Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Harry, George, Percy, and Fred. (Did I forget anyone?) They were just noted with their school supplies, so Harry pocketed his, while everyone else read them off. He ate some more turkey, some pumpkin juice, pickled frogs, pudding, and rice till he was full.
"Well, time to play Quidditch! Let's go!" Fred said, getting up. "Lunch was great, mom!" He added, running up the stairs followed by Hermione, Harry, Ginny and George. Percy came up in last, but only because he had to put the dishes in the sink to soak in soapy water.
Harry went to Ron's room to get his Firebolt, while Ron got his broom. (What does he ride?) Everyone got to the Quidditch field up on the usual hill, and started to play. Harry let Hermione ride on the back of his broom and help him look for the snitch. They won about 40 times by dark, and they all went back to the Weasely house for bed.
In the morning, they all used the floo powder to get to Diagon Alley. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went one way, Fred and George another, and Percy, Mrs. Weasely and Ginny went their own way. Harry's first stop was Gringott's Bank where he got a bagful of gold, silver, and bronze. He treated them all with Butter Beers and some Bertie Botts Every Flavor beans for the shopping-day.
They saw little 1st years getting their first wands, some people swooning over the Firebolt still displayed in the window, and some people buying their new books.
"Wow. 5 years ago we were just buying our first wands. let's pay Ollivander a little visit, aye?" Harry said looking at a little 1st year burst a vase into little pieces with a wand he was sure didn't belong to the little tyke.
"Yea. and give him a hand. That must be a special little one." Harry saw a girl, with dark brown hair, lightest at the ends and red highlights with the little girl who had problems with her wand. The older one had chocolate looking eyes, and was real skinny.
"Must be a 5th year. red highlights is popular in the 5th year now." Hermione said, and then gasped.
"Is that. Is that Malfoy? Is Malfoy with that girl?" Harry said, his eyes practically bulging from his head looking at the sight.
"I.I think so." Ron said, walking in coolly.
"Hello Mr. Ollivander, need any help?" Hermione said, looking around. Wand boxes were strewn all over the place and wands were out of the boxes.
"Yes. can you help clean up while I try to find little Briena find her wand. It seems like she needs a little stronger wand than this Dragon's Scale." Ollivander said, looking at the remaining boxes.
"Okay, IS there anything stronger?" Harry said, wondering how he'd help. Hermione and Ron were levitating the boxes and wands back on the shelf.
"Only 2 kinds are stronger, yours and You-Know-Who and the Mixture of Life. I don't have any more of you're and You-Know-Who, and I only have one more Mixture of Life." Harry didn't notice, but just then, his wand slipped out of his pocket, and Briena picked it up. Briena just then was enveloped in a red mist, and started coughing. "Briena, no!" Harry exclaimed and took the wand and put it in his pocket. Briena stopped coughing and took the wand Ollivander was holding.
She waved it at the boxes behind Harry and then they floated, no where, just in place. "Yes, that seems right. Briena that is the wand for you." Ollivander said, helping Hermione and Ron with the boxes and putting them back on the ground.
Harry stifled a laugh as he picked up a handful of boxes and put them on a shelf. Draco picked up a box and put it on a shelf, too, to the other's surprise. "Wow, Malfoy, what happened? Someone hit you in the head with a brick?" Harry asked, putting some more boxes on a shelf.
"No, will it hurt for me to help someone, Potter? Well, hello Granger, Weasely. Potter, Potter, Potter, your still hanging around poor people and Mudbloods? If I were you-" Draco was cut short by a girl clearing her throat. "Oh." Draco said, "This is my girlfriend Katrina Crystal." Harry grimaced. "What, Potter, you jealous? Oh, yes, you HAVE no girlfriend. Lonely old soul, you are!" Draco finished, laughing.
"At least I don't use people like you do!" Harry retorted. "Malfoy, if you don't mind, actually I have my eye on a girl!" He added for effect.
"Really, who is it, then? Come on. Tell me!" Malfoy said.
"Why would I tell someone like you? You're just a slime ball!" Harry said, finishing the rest of the store. "Come on, Hermione, Ron, let's go. We don't need Malfoy talking like this to us. Come on, then." Harry said, catching Ron as he was about to slug Malfoy in the face and getting Hermione before she cried. "Good day, Mr. Ollivander. See you later!" He called to the store manager as Katrina paid him 10 bronze Knuts and 9 silver sickles. "Good day, Harry, Hermione, Ron." Ollivander called back, waving. Once they were back on the street, Hermione burst out crying.
"He.He.He's using her! I didn't want to tell you, but the re.re.reason I d.didn't t. talk much was t.that K.Katrina is.is my s.sister! Harry. He's going to hurt her!" Hermione was getting weak, so Harry helped her walk to the nearest restaurant and sat her down on a nearby chair.
"Okay now, let it all out." Harry told her. He sat down right beside her, and Ron sat on the other.
"Right, now, tell it all. we will listen Hermione, promise." Ron said, putting a comforting arm around her. Hermione got a napkin and dried her tears and began.
"Katrina may not know me because she was adopted. Mum and Dad couldn't afford two babies, so they had her adopted at birth... They talked to her new parents every day without Katrina knowing, and they know everything about her! I know about this and held it in until just a few minutes ago. We're not identical as you can tell, but Harry, she's Draco's girlfriend! How could she not know about how evil he is? Oh, Harry, Ron, help me help her get out of this!" Hermione cried for the next 15 minutes, and Harry and Ron didn't talk at all, just took turns holding Hermione and getting new napkins.
When she finally stopped crying, it was time to go. They had already gotten all their stuff, so they were ready. Harry and Ron took ½ of Hermione's things each, because she was too weak to hold them.
"Wow, Hermione what's wrong?" Fred asked, looking at her. She had red eyes and nose, and her hair around her face was a little wet from the tears.
"Harry, will you tell him?" She asked, and Harry nodded.
"When we're back at your house I'll tell you, Fred. This is serious." Harry said. Once everyone was back in the house, Harry took Fred, Ron, and Hermione into Ron's room and re-told Hermione's story, with help from Ron and Hermione, and Fred's eyes grew wide.
"That's wicked! George and I have a good reason to get that weasel Malfoy a good roughing-up!" He said, jumping up and running off to tell George.
"I'll tell you, he's mental. Do you think he'll really hurt Malfoy? It'd be wicked if he could without getting caught!" Ron said, looking at Hermione.
"I think Hermione needs some fresh air." Harry said, looking at the pale girl next to him.
"Yea.. Hermione, are you sure you're okay?" Ron asked.
"His. Dad..Supporter. Voldemort. Kill. Katrina." Hermione was hysterical.
"Hermione, forget it! I'd never let anything happen to any of my friends or their family, okay? You know I can handle that stupid Voldy guy! I've done it 4, no 5 times before and I can do it again!" Harry was talking while Ron said
"Right, and yep," Whenever Harry got to a certain part.
"And Ron will help me even if it has to do with spiders!" Harry said, looking at Ron waiting for the "Right" or "Yep", but he said, "Of Course! Wait... maybe" Ron said, blushing to look at his shoes.
Hermione got up, wiped her tears and hugged Harry, who hugged tightly back, then stooped to hug Ron who just sat there thinking about spiders.
Hermione, who was fully better now, started to run her fingers up Ron's back like a spider, and this made Ron scream and jump up 5 feet in the air, and fall plunk on the bed again.
"Hermione! How could you do a thing like that? You know I hate Spiders! The creep me out..." Ron said, with his face beat red.
"Thanks guys, I'm feeling much better now. Harry, how about that walk now?" Hermione asked.
Harry looked at Ron who had his bug repellant about to spray Hermione and asked, "Ron, I'm going to take Hermione for a walk, will you be okay?" Ron looked pleased to have Hermione gone and said it was okay.
Harry led Hermione out the door, but stopped, turned around, and said "Spider, Spider, and Spider!"
Ron jumped and said, "Fail, Fail, And Fail!" meaning to fail the school year. This made Hermione run out to catch up with Harry who was almost at the door.
When they got outside, Harry took this chance, alone with Hermione, to tell her what he thought.
"Her-" He got cut off.
"Harry, I have been thinking, and. I just thought about it, and I noticed that I well, I kind of.well. I think I like you, like you. I haven't been able to think about anything but you for the last couple of days!" Hermione said flatly, looking at Harry with love in her eyes. "Harry, I understand if you feel different. with you being a famous celebrity and all."
"Hermione, I don't, I really don't! I was going to tell you the same thing! Oh, Hermione I was so afraid you wouldn't feel the same thing! Hermione." Harry said, sighing of relief.
"Harry." She couldn't finish, because that moment, their lips touched, and they both felt happier than they ever had felt in their lives, from head to toe they were warm all over, and it was Ron who came out of the house screaming like a mad man and was waving his arms around and looked terrified.
"What is it? What happened?" Harry asked, Hermione behind him.
"I think I just looked out the window and see you two kiss!" Ron said, looking at the couple like they were crazy. "Harry Potter's gone mad!" He finished. Just then Fred and George came out of the house, looking at Ron.
"What's wrong?" They both asked.
"Harry's gone mad! He just" He couldn't finish, because just then Hermione clamped her hand over his mouth. "Httph hemmorniy" he finished, biting Hermione after that scene.
"Ron was hallucinating. We'd better take him up to his room. yes, now just hallucinating. probably just saw a spider." Harry said, helping Ron and Hermione up to their feet.
He stepped on Ron's foot on purpose in the process. When they got in Ron's room making sure Fred and George weren't eavesdropping, Harry was the first to speak.
"Ron, you are a mad man! Why did you come out screaming? This is the reason I didn't tell you! Don't tell a soul, or I will never forgive you!" Harry calmed down a little, and then let Ron speak.
"Did you really kiss Hermione?" Ron asked, looking at each in turn.
"Yes, and I'll tell you the story, that is, IF you can be quiet about it. I don't want everyone knowing in a week when we're back in Hogwarts, okay?" Hermione bribed Ron.
"Okay, but it'd better be a good excuse, or I'll tell Draco Malfoy first, and you don't want that, now do you? Did you know Malfoy wears a thong? Fred and George just told me yesterday. They have connections with some of his 'friends' and found out, just for our ears only!"
"What in the world does that have to do with me and Harry?" Hermione asked, looking at the now stupid-looking Ron.
"I don't know. just wanted to tell you that! So. tell me your story.?" He answered.
"Kids! Time for supper!" Mrs. Weasely called up to all the kids.
"Well, let's go! Ron, you tell anyone and I wont forgive you. we're not ready for everyone to know" Harry said, taking Hermione's hand and going out the door.
Ron sat there for a moment, soaking in what he just saw, and left for the dining room. There was a lot of conversation at the table, and to Harry and Hermione's dislike, their topic came up.
"Did you see Ron screaming like a mad man into the fields? That was wicked funny!" George said, laughing.
"Yeah, He was screaming something like Harry Potter's gone mad! Harry hasn't has he?" Fred said, laughing hysterically.
"You wouldn't know the half of it!" Ron said.
"H...Ha...Harry? Her.Hermione? Is.That you?" The figure said, with Ron's voice.
"Yes." Harry and Hermione said, feeling sorry for Ron. Mrs. Weasely laid Ron on the couch and left.
"I'll make you 3 some hot cocoa. You need it." She left for the kitchen. Harry heard pots and pans banging and bumping as Mrs. Weasely used her wand to pour, stir and heat up the cocoa.
"Ron. I'm sorry this happened. What's wrong with you? You're not the Ron I remember. My best bud Ron wouldn't let a thing like this keep him down! Ron...?" Harry said, looking at the now pale boy. He didn't know him.
Hermione held Harry's and Ron's hands. She was too shocked to speak right now. Harry felt something in Hermione's touch, but he couldn't put his finger on it at the moment.
The 3 of them heard a -plop- and looked to see Dumbledore had vanished without a word. They just ignored it, and went back to talking. "Ron, you will get better, I know you will." Hermione said, yawning. She looked at the watch she had on her wrist. It read 6:03 AM. "I'm going to bed now. I need to sleep. You 2 should, too." She said getting up and going to Ginny's room.
Mrs. Weasely came in just in time to get Hermione back into the living room. "Uh... thanks, Mrs. Weasely she said, yawning yet again. The 3 of them drank it up fast, and Mrs. Weasely, carrying Ron ("Get off, mum... I can walk!). Harry and Hermione following her went to their own rooms. Hermione went in Ginny's room, and Harry in Ron's room. At 12:00 PM, Harry woke up to see Ron gone, so he dressed and went downstairs.
There, he saw Hermione, Mr. & Mrs. Weasely, Percy, Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron sitting at the table having lunch. "I missed breakfast?" Harry asked, looking to find an empty seat somewhere.
He sat down in between Hermione and Ron and got settled. "Come on, Harry, eat up! You need your strength! Today we're playing Quidditch in the backyard today!" Ron said, handing Harry a drumstick off of the turkey on the table.
"I love these birds! They're delicious! Wonder how they get all the feathers and the beak off them? What are they called?" Mr. Weasely said, examining the backside of the turkey.
"It's a turkey, dear, and did you know your examining the backside of it?" Mrs. Weasely said, looking at Mr. Weasely like he just threw up.
"Oh." he said, putting the poor turkey down. Harry yawned and started eating slowly, thinking about that morning. Ron looked normally again, and Hermione did too.
"What day is it today?" He asked.
"Dear me, I just noticed. We have but a week until you have to go to Hogwarts! Thank you, Harry. Tomorrow we shall have to go shopping for your school supplies! Here that, Ron, Hermione? We shop tomorrow." Mrs. Weasely said.
Just then, 7 owls came in, each with a note to Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Harry, George, Percy, and Fred. (Did I forget anyone?) They were just noted with their school supplies, so Harry pocketed his, while everyone else read them off. He ate some more turkey, some pumpkin juice, pickled frogs, pudding, and rice till he was full.
"Well, time to play Quidditch! Let's go!" Fred said, getting up. "Lunch was great, mom!" He added, running up the stairs followed by Hermione, Harry, Ginny and George. Percy came up in last, but only because he had to put the dishes in the sink to soak in soapy water.
Harry went to Ron's room to get his Firebolt, while Ron got his broom. (What does he ride?) Everyone got to the Quidditch field up on the usual hill, and started to play. Harry let Hermione ride on the back of his broom and help him look for the snitch. They won about 40 times by dark, and they all went back to the Weasely house for bed.
In the morning, they all used the floo powder to get to Diagon Alley. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went one way, Fred and George another, and Percy, Mrs. Weasely and Ginny went their own way. Harry's first stop was Gringott's Bank where he got a bagful of gold, silver, and bronze. He treated them all with Butter Beers and some Bertie Botts Every Flavor beans for the shopping-day.
They saw little 1st years getting their first wands, some people swooning over the Firebolt still displayed in the window, and some people buying their new books.
"Wow. 5 years ago we were just buying our first wands. let's pay Ollivander a little visit, aye?" Harry said looking at a little 1st year burst a vase into little pieces with a wand he was sure didn't belong to the little tyke.
"Yea. and give him a hand. That must be a special little one." Harry saw a girl, with dark brown hair, lightest at the ends and red highlights with the little girl who had problems with her wand. The older one had chocolate looking eyes, and was real skinny.
"Must be a 5th year. red highlights is popular in the 5th year now." Hermione said, and then gasped.
"Is that. Is that Malfoy? Is Malfoy with that girl?" Harry said, his eyes practically bulging from his head looking at the sight.
"I.I think so." Ron said, walking in coolly.
"Hello Mr. Ollivander, need any help?" Hermione said, looking around. Wand boxes were strewn all over the place and wands were out of the boxes.
"Yes. can you help clean up while I try to find little Briena find her wand. It seems like she needs a little stronger wand than this Dragon's Scale." Ollivander said, looking at the remaining boxes.
"Okay, IS there anything stronger?" Harry said, wondering how he'd help. Hermione and Ron were levitating the boxes and wands back on the shelf.
"Only 2 kinds are stronger, yours and You-Know-Who and the Mixture of Life. I don't have any more of you're and You-Know-Who, and I only have one more Mixture of Life." Harry didn't notice, but just then, his wand slipped out of his pocket, and Briena picked it up. Briena just then was enveloped in a red mist, and started coughing. "Briena, no!" Harry exclaimed and took the wand and put it in his pocket. Briena stopped coughing and took the wand Ollivander was holding.
She waved it at the boxes behind Harry and then they floated, no where, just in place. "Yes, that seems right. Briena that is the wand for you." Ollivander said, helping Hermione and Ron with the boxes and putting them back on the ground.
Harry stifled a laugh as he picked up a handful of boxes and put them on a shelf. Draco picked up a box and put it on a shelf, too, to the other's surprise. "Wow, Malfoy, what happened? Someone hit you in the head with a brick?" Harry asked, putting some more boxes on a shelf.
"No, will it hurt for me to help someone, Potter? Well, hello Granger, Weasely. Potter, Potter, Potter, your still hanging around poor people and Mudbloods? If I were you-" Draco was cut short by a girl clearing her throat. "Oh." Draco said, "This is my girlfriend Katrina Crystal." Harry grimaced. "What, Potter, you jealous? Oh, yes, you HAVE no girlfriend. Lonely old soul, you are!" Draco finished, laughing.
"At least I don't use people like you do!" Harry retorted. "Malfoy, if you don't mind, actually I have my eye on a girl!" He added for effect.
"Really, who is it, then? Come on. Tell me!" Malfoy said.
"Why would I tell someone like you? You're just a slime ball!" Harry said, finishing the rest of the store. "Come on, Hermione, Ron, let's go. We don't need Malfoy talking like this to us. Come on, then." Harry said, catching Ron as he was about to slug Malfoy in the face and getting Hermione before she cried. "Good day, Mr. Ollivander. See you later!" He called to the store manager as Katrina paid him 10 bronze Knuts and 9 silver sickles. "Good day, Harry, Hermione, Ron." Ollivander called back, waving. Once they were back on the street, Hermione burst out crying.
"He.He.He's using her! I didn't want to tell you, but the re.re.reason I d.didn't t. talk much was t.that K.Katrina is.is my s.sister! Harry. He's going to hurt her!" Hermione was getting weak, so Harry helped her walk to the nearest restaurant and sat her down on a nearby chair.
"Okay now, let it all out." Harry told her. He sat down right beside her, and Ron sat on the other.
"Right, now, tell it all. we will listen Hermione, promise." Ron said, putting a comforting arm around her. Hermione got a napkin and dried her tears and began.
"Katrina may not know me because she was adopted. Mum and Dad couldn't afford two babies, so they had her adopted at birth... They talked to her new parents every day without Katrina knowing, and they know everything about her! I know about this and held it in until just a few minutes ago. We're not identical as you can tell, but Harry, she's Draco's girlfriend! How could she not know about how evil he is? Oh, Harry, Ron, help me help her get out of this!" Hermione cried for the next 15 minutes, and Harry and Ron didn't talk at all, just took turns holding Hermione and getting new napkins.
When she finally stopped crying, it was time to go. They had already gotten all their stuff, so they were ready. Harry and Ron took ½ of Hermione's things each, because she was too weak to hold them.
"Wow, Hermione what's wrong?" Fred asked, looking at her. She had red eyes and nose, and her hair around her face was a little wet from the tears.
"Harry, will you tell him?" She asked, and Harry nodded.
"When we're back at your house I'll tell you, Fred. This is serious." Harry said. Once everyone was back in the house, Harry took Fred, Ron, and Hermione into Ron's room and re-told Hermione's story, with help from Ron and Hermione, and Fred's eyes grew wide.
"That's wicked! George and I have a good reason to get that weasel Malfoy a good roughing-up!" He said, jumping up and running off to tell George.
"I'll tell you, he's mental. Do you think he'll really hurt Malfoy? It'd be wicked if he could without getting caught!" Ron said, looking at Hermione.
"I think Hermione needs some fresh air." Harry said, looking at the pale girl next to him.
"Yea.. Hermione, are you sure you're okay?" Ron asked.
"His. Dad..Supporter. Voldemort. Kill. Katrina." Hermione was hysterical.
"Hermione, forget it! I'd never let anything happen to any of my friends or their family, okay? You know I can handle that stupid Voldy guy! I've done it 4, no 5 times before and I can do it again!" Harry was talking while Ron said
"Right, and yep," Whenever Harry got to a certain part.
"And Ron will help me even if it has to do with spiders!" Harry said, looking at Ron waiting for the "Right" or "Yep", but he said, "Of Course! Wait... maybe" Ron said, blushing to look at his shoes.
Hermione got up, wiped her tears and hugged Harry, who hugged tightly back, then stooped to hug Ron who just sat there thinking about spiders.
Hermione, who was fully better now, started to run her fingers up Ron's back like a spider, and this made Ron scream and jump up 5 feet in the air, and fall plunk on the bed again.
"Hermione! How could you do a thing like that? You know I hate Spiders! The creep me out..." Ron said, with his face beat red.
"Thanks guys, I'm feeling much better now. Harry, how about that walk now?" Hermione asked.
Harry looked at Ron who had his bug repellant about to spray Hermione and asked, "Ron, I'm going to take Hermione for a walk, will you be okay?" Ron looked pleased to have Hermione gone and said it was okay.
Harry led Hermione out the door, but stopped, turned around, and said "Spider, Spider, and Spider!"
Ron jumped and said, "Fail, Fail, And Fail!" meaning to fail the school year. This made Hermione run out to catch up with Harry who was almost at the door.
When they got outside, Harry took this chance, alone with Hermione, to tell her what he thought.
"Her-" He got cut off.
"Harry, I have been thinking, and. I just thought about it, and I noticed that I well, I kind of.well. I think I like you, like you. I haven't been able to think about anything but you for the last couple of days!" Hermione said flatly, looking at Harry with love in her eyes. "Harry, I understand if you feel different. with you being a famous celebrity and all."
"Hermione, I don't, I really don't! I was going to tell you the same thing! Oh, Hermione I was so afraid you wouldn't feel the same thing! Hermione." Harry said, sighing of relief.
"Harry." She couldn't finish, because that moment, their lips touched, and they both felt happier than they ever had felt in their lives, from head to toe they were warm all over, and it was Ron who came out of the house screaming like a mad man and was waving his arms around and looked terrified.
"What is it? What happened?" Harry asked, Hermione behind him.
"I think I just looked out the window and see you two kiss!" Ron said, looking at the couple like they were crazy. "Harry Potter's gone mad!" He finished. Just then Fred and George came out of the house, looking at Ron.
"What's wrong?" They both asked.
"Harry's gone mad! He just" He couldn't finish, because just then Hermione clamped her hand over his mouth. "Httph hemmorniy" he finished, biting Hermione after that scene.
"Ron was hallucinating. We'd better take him up to his room. yes, now just hallucinating. probably just saw a spider." Harry said, helping Ron and Hermione up to their feet.
He stepped on Ron's foot on purpose in the process. When they got in Ron's room making sure Fred and George weren't eavesdropping, Harry was the first to speak.
"Ron, you are a mad man! Why did you come out screaming? This is the reason I didn't tell you! Don't tell a soul, or I will never forgive you!" Harry calmed down a little, and then let Ron speak.
"Did you really kiss Hermione?" Ron asked, looking at each in turn.
"Yes, and I'll tell you the story, that is, IF you can be quiet about it. I don't want everyone knowing in a week when we're back in Hogwarts, okay?" Hermione bribed Ron.
"Okay, but it'd better be a good excuse, or I'll tell Draco Malfoy first, and you don't want that, now do you? Did you know Malfoy wears a thong? Fred and George just told me yesterday. They have connections with some of his 'friends' and found out, just for our ears only!"
"What in the world does that have to do with me and Harry?" Hermione asked, looking at the now stupid-looking Ron.
"I don't know. just wanted to tell you that! So. tell me your story.?" He answered.
"Kids! Time for supper!" Mrs. Weasely called up to all the kids.
"Well, let's go! Ron, you tell anyone and I wont forgive you. we're not ready for everyone to know" Harry said, taking Hermione's hand and going out the door.
Ron sat there for a moment, soaking in what he just saw, and left for the dining room. There was a lot of conversation at the table, and to Harry and Hermione's dislike, their topic came up.
"Did you see Ron screaming like a mad man into the fields? That was wicked funny!" George said, laughing.
"Yeah, He was screaming something like Harry Potter's gone mad! Harry hasn't has he?" Fred said, laughing hysterically.
"You wouldn't know the half of it!" Ron said.