Chapter 3: Confusing Thoughts

Upon arriving at the train station, the three all looked back at it, knowing that they would definently miss all of the journeys taken on the Hogwarts Express. "So what are you guys doing this summer?" asked Hermoine, unsure when Auror training began, and hoping to get an answer.

"I go home for two weeks, then its off to quidditch practice for the Chudley Cannons." Said Harry.

"Ha!" exclaimed Ron, "I bet you never thought you would end up playing quidditch for my favorite team!"

"Well I almost said no for that exact reason!" said Harry laughing, hitting Ron on the back.

"What are you doing this summer Ron?" asked Hermoine, hoping HE knew when Auror training started.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that I have four weeks of break before Auror training starts, so I don't think I'm going to do much until then. Hey! Do you guys want to come over to the Burrow? We can hang out there until Harry has to leave, then me and Hermoine can go to Auror training together!"

"Ron, you are bloody brilliant!" said Harry, "I'm sure the Dursley's will go for it!"

"And I'm sure my parents will give me the o.k., I mean, besides, I am grown-up now! Officially!"

"Ok, then, I'll talk to my parents, and send Errol to let you know," said Ron. By that time, Vernon Dursley was clearing his throat and tapping at his watch impatiently.

"Well guys, I better g o. See you later!" said Harry, pushing his cart out behind Mr. Dursley.

"Well, Ron, I'd better get out of here too."

"Ya, me too, my parents are waiting, because I'm still not very good at apparating." Said Ron. Hermoine chuckled. They hugged quickly, and walked out of the station together. Hermoine got into her parents car, and they drove to their home. Once she was there, she collapsed into her bed, utterly exhausted by the last few day's events.

The next morning, when Hermoine woke up, she laid in bed, simply thinking. She was eighteen! She was a fully grown, and a fully trained witch! She could go where she wanted, and do as she pleased. She went downstairs to find some breakfast, and found a HUGE breakfast already made. "I was just coming up to get you!" said her Mom.

"Thanks Mum, I appriciate this." Said Hermoine as they sat down to eat.

"Well, sweetie," said her Father, "You are finally grown! And you just graduated from your school! How does it feel?"

"Well, Dad, its all rather overwhelming!" said Hermoine.

"Yes, dear, its very natural to feel that way!" said her Mom.

"I think we should discuss what you are going to do with your life from here on out. What are your plans? What job are you going to have?" asked her Father.

"Well, I have four weeks before my job training starts."

"What are you planning to be again? An Aurora right? Don't they track down bad wizards?" asked her Mom, obviously not up to date with the world of wizarding.

"Its called an Auror, and yes that's basically what we do, except they are called dark wizards, but they ARE bad. Also, Ron Weasley, remember him? Well, hes asked me and my other friend Harry Potter to come and stay with him until training starts. He's planning to become an Auror too. Do you think I can go?" asked Hermoine.

"Oh, Dear, of course you can go! You don't have to ask to go somewhere anymore! You are grown! You may do whatever you want. But I am trusting you not to get TO wild! But, now I have one question for you. Do you have a boyfriend yet?" her Mother asked. Hermoine's heart skipped a few beats at that question, and for some odd reason that she couldn't quite figure out, she instantly thought of Harry. He was her best friend in the whole world, she was even closer to him then Ron! She always knew she could trust him with anything! But, don't they say that your spouse should be your best friend also? Well, you never really know, it was just to early to tell.

"Honey?" her mom asked, noticing the extremely long pause and the vacant expression on her daughters face. Hermoine, suddenly jerked out of her thoughts, said,

"No, Mum. Not right now. No."

"Ok, dear, no need to get defensive!" said her mom, smiling as if she knew something.