After the picnic in the meadow, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny walked back to the Burrow. It
was evening, and they slowly proceeded back to the house in the setting sunset. Little bits at a
time, fireflies would emerge (Ron swore he saw a little fairy) from the trees surrounding the
steep
path down the hill. It was darker on the path, as the trees blocked out most of the sunlight, so
everyone had their wands out and lit.
Everyone was walking side by side, with Ron on one end, and Hermione next to him. Harry
stood
on Hermione's other side, with Ginny beside him. Suddenly, Ginny tripped over a root which
was
protruding from the ground.
"Oh!" she said as she fell, grasping Harry's arm as she tumbled to the ground. Harry looked
down
at her as Ron and Hermione whipped around hearing her gasp. Her ankle was twisted strangely
behind her and her hands were scraped up. Ginny's face got rather red. Ron crouched down
beside
his sister.
"Gin, are you okay?" he asked, then placed a hand on her shoulder. She felt her ankle gently.
"My ankle hurts.." she answered Ron, "It feels sprained..."
Hermione kneeled down as well, and examined Ginny's ankle.
"Can you do anything to help her?" Ron asked Hermione hopefully. Hermione looked at the
ankle
again. It was rather swollen.
"I think I know a medicine that would treat it...I could easily make it and we would just have to
rub it on her ankle...I would need someone to help me get ingredients...luckily they're all
natural..." Hermione cupped her hand on her chin.
"Okay," Ron said determinately, "Harry, you go with Mione and I'll stay with my sister."
Harry and Hermione nodded, although Hermione looked a little put out it was Harry going with
her instead of Ron. The two headed into the trees as Hermione told Harry what they required for
the ointment.
"We need...four pine needles...two red berries...a dab of water..and honeysuckle." She looked up
for a second and added, "oh, and a rock to crush the ingredients." as an afterthought. Harry just
smiled at his friend as they began searching.
"So, Hermione," Harry said as he picked up four pine needles, "how was your summer?"
She shrugged. "It was rather nice...Mum and Dad took me to Italy...I missed you and Ron
though." Harry nodded.
"I missed you two as well..did you talk to Victor any?" Harry added innocently.
Hermione shook her head 'yes'.
"Victor is out of Durmstrang now...he's dating Miss Bulgaria..you know, from the Muggle
pageant..well, turns out she's a witch..."
Harry laughed, as did Hermione. "Somehow it doesn't bother me much..." She finished. Harry
looked at his friend, who was picking red berries off of a bush.
"Oh...so you don't like Krum anymore?" Harry asked. Hermione shook her head.
"No, I don't. I really just want to be penpals with him. He's rather nice..but not boyfriend
material."
"What do you consider boyfriend material, Hermione?"
She looked very taken aback by the question. "Well..." she stared down at the small creek
running
by from which she was scooping water. "Uhmm...someone like Ron?" She had begun blushing
heavily. "I mean..not Ron necessarilly...just someone similar..."
Harry grinned at her. "You like Ron!" Hermione's face got even redder, if possible than it
already
had been.
"Well..yes."
Harry had to grin again. It was so odd to see Hermione so embarrased! He patted her back
heavily,
"Aw, Mione, I promise not to tell him. But you really should sometime..."
Hermione just smiled at Harry , but bit her lip. "No Harry, I can't."
Harry's smile evaporated into thin air. "Why?"
She started chewing on her nails. "He's my friend...Oh, Harry...he wouldn't like me."
He wasn't sure if he should reveal Ron's secret...but Harry thought a small hint would be nice.
"Well..maybe he likes you..."
Her eyes lit up at the thought. "You think so?" she asked hopefully. Harry winked.
"I'm not entitled to say.." Hermione smiled.
"I'll tell him tonight."
was evening, and they slowly proceeded back to the house in the setting sunset. Little bits at a
time, fireflies would emerge (Ron swore he saw a little fairy) from the trees surrounding the
steep
path down the hill. It was darker on the path, as the trees blocked out most of the sunlight, so
everyone had their wands out and lit.
Everyone was walking side by side, with Ron on one end, and Hermione next to him. Harry
stood
on Hermione's other side, with Ginny beside him. Suddenly, Ginny tripped over a root which
was
protruding from the ground.
"Oh!" she said as she fell, grasping Harry's arm as she tumbled to the ground. Harry looked
down
at her as Ron and Hermione whipped around hearing her gasp. Her ankle was twisted strangely
behind her and her hands were scraped up. Ginny's face got rather red. Ron crouched down
beside
his sister.
"Gin, are you okay?" he asked, then placed a hand on her shoulder. She felt her ankle gently.
"My ankle hurts.." she answered Ron, "It feels sprained..."
Hermione kneeled down as well, and examined Ginny's ankle.
"Can you do anything to help her?" Ron asked Hermione hopefully. Hermione looked at the
ankle
again. It was rather swollen.
"I think I know a medicine that would treat it...I could easily make it and we would just have to
rub it on her ankle...I would need someone to help me get ingredients...luckily they're all
natural..." Hermione cupped her hand on her chin.
"Okay," Ron said determinately, "Harry, you go with Mione and I'll stay with my sister."
Harry and Hermione nodded, although Hermione looked a little put out it was Harry going with
her instead of Ron. The two headed into the trees as Hermione told Harry what they required for
the ointment.
"We need...four pine needles...two red berries...a dab of water..and honeysuckle." She looked up
for a second and added, "oh, and a rock to crush the ingredients." as an afterthought. Harry just
smiled at his friend as they began searching.
"So, Hermione," Harry said as he picked up four pine needles, "how was your summer?"
She shrugged. "It was rather nice...Mum and Dad took me to Italy...I missed you and Ron
though." Harry nodded.
"I missed you two as well..did you talk to Victor any?" Harry added innocently.
Hermione shook her head 'yes'.
"Victor is out of Durmstrang now...he's dating Miss Bulgaria..you know, from the Muggle
pageant..well, turns out she's a witch..."
Harry laughed, as did Hermione. "Somehow it doesn't bother me much..." She finished. Harry
looked at his friend, who was picking red berries off of a bush.
"Oh...so you don't like Krum anymore?" Harry asked. Hermione shook her head.
"No, I don't. I really just want to be penpals with him. He's rather nice..but not boyfriend
material."
"What do you consider boyfriend material, Hermione?"
She looked very taken aback by the question. "Well..." she stared down at the small creek
running
by from which she was scooping water. "Uhmm...someone like Ron?" She had begun blushing
heavily. "I mean..not Ron necessarilly...just someone similar..."
Harry grinned at her. "You like Ron!" Hermione's face got even redder, if possible than it
already
had been.
"Well..yes."
Harry had to grin again. It was so odd to see Hermione so embarrased! He patted her back
heavily,
"Aw, Mione, I promise not to tell him. But you really should sometime..."
Hermione just smiled at Harry , but bit her lip. "No Harry, I can't."
Harry's smile evaporated into thin air. "Why?"
She started chewing on her nails. "He's my friend...Oh, Harry...he wouldn't like me."
He wasn't sure if he should reveal Ron's secret...but Harry thought a small hint would be nice.
"Well..maybe he likes you..."
Her eyes lit up at the thought. "You think so?" she asked hopefully. Harry winked.
"I'm not entitled to say.." Hermione smiled.
"I'll tell him tonight."