Guilt-Ch.3

Disclaimer : I DON'T own the characters!! (for the last time).if I did then I won't even BE here. Anyway, ENJOY!

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"Where's mum?" Ron looked around the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley was nowhere to be seen, that was saying something because she was always the first one up.making breakfast and ushering people out of the way.

"How's this, don't know, don't care ." Harry was still in a bad mood and he was putting people off. Hermione rolled her eyes, sometimes she really can't stand him.

"I don't know Ron, check in the bedroom. She had a tough night."

"Tougher than us?" Here he goes again. Hermione chose to ignore him.

"I'll go with you Ron, some people can be SO annoying." At this, she grabbed Ron and stomped out of the room, Ron gave a last I-am-so-sorry look to Harry.

When they reached the landing just outside Mrs. Weasley's room. They heard a strange noise inside, it's like a cross between sobs and coughs.

"Mrs. Weasley?? Mrs. Weasley?? Are you ok?" But whoever is inside couldn't' hear them.

"Ron, this couldn't be good."

"Let's try breaking down the door." And with that, he threw his weight onto the door.

"Ron, I don't' think this is a go." before Ron could even try, the door opened and Mrs. Weasley walked out and Ron went crashing into her.

"RON!!! What are you doing?" Mrs. Weasley sounded alright but her eyes were red, just as though she have been crying.

"Mum, what happened? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine! Go down and make breakfast, Ron, I am in no mood to do that." Even though Ron didn't know Mrs. Weasley's feeling but Hermione understood at once.

"Yes, Ron, go and make breakfast. Mrs. Weasley, can I talk to you? In privacy?"

Mrs. Weasley looked taken back but agreed. They walked back into her room and Hermione could see a lot of tissue paper in the waste basket.

"Is there something you would like to tell me, Hermione?"

"No, no." Mrs. Weasley widen her eyes surprisingly. But Hermione just smiled.

"Is there something YOU would like to tell me, Mrs. Weasley?" Mrs. Weasley was no troll.

" Hermione, I am fine. I am taking Sirius's.....death.....quite well." And Mrs. Weasley is no liar either.

"Well, ok.. " Hermione knew what to do. "But if this will make you feel better...I don't think that Sirius would blame you for anything. And even though you two had different thoughts on things *cough* Harry *cough*....I don't think you should think too much on it. He knows you love Harry as much as he does, if not more. He's just mad that he hasn't had the chance to spend too much time with him. And actually I think he is a bit jealous of your special bond with Harry. If he were to choose a person other than himself to take care of Harry, it would definitely be you."

Mrs. Weasley just looked at her.

"Well, I'm quite hungry so I'll just go downstairs, see you in a minute, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione smiled to herself as she left the room and stared for the stairs.

As she was walking down the stairs, she could hear Mrs. Weasley sitting down on her bed and letting out a loud sigh.

When she came down, Mrs. Weasley had a big smile on her face.

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Well, That's it. My first fic. It's really VERY short but I hope you all enjoyed it. And please please review. I would LOVE to write another fic but I'll have to see. It is quite boring but I try.Haa* For all those reviews I got~ Thank you!!!!!

For all those who actually know me, yes, the fic is * so * me!!

I just revised it, I hope it sounds ok.well.thanks.