Thanx all reviewers- crazy ones like margarita, opinionated ones like hermnron4eva and all the rest ie:- Jenny, Dawiniky(another long time reader), kris1omichelle, fanggurlie and all the rest who have reviewed in other chapters…..:)..u guys r really n truly the best readers a writer could wish for..
n hey? did u hear that the 5th book is scheduled for release on June 22nd? check out yahoo…they have 2 tiny excerpts from the book which basically shows dumbledore saying that he will finally tell harry what he hasn't told him for 4 years…I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!
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Ron walked up to Hermione, his face turning pink at the thought of what he was going to do. Hermione was looking at him, her face tear stained and her nose runny. Ron stood in front of her then he knelt down, and clasped his hands together.
"Please, please, please,please stay, Hermione! See, I'm begging for forgiveness? Can you believe it? I – stupid, big headed Ron- am actually begging you for forgiveness! Who would have thought you'd ever see the day?" Ron said, trying to grin.
Hermione stared at him in amzement for a second. Then she begin to laugh and cry all at once. "Get up, Ron! You look like an idiot1" she scolded. She was smiling but it was obvious that she was trying to hide it.
"So you'll stay?" he asked, standing up again. Hermione's face turned serious again, and she took out a napkin from her pocket.
"…Yes…But I still don't forgive you," she added quickly, blowing her nose. Ron broke into a huge grin.
"I'm such a genius, aren't I? I knew that'd work…" Ron began to say. Hermione glared at him and rolled her eyes.
"Oh, don't flatter yourself!" she said as she pushed him out of the room. Hermione was about to shut the door when she opened it wider again.
"Oh, umm, Ron," she said more to herself than anything. Ron, who had been about to go down the stairs, turned around.
"Don't worry. I wont say anything….Although I should," he added, grinning. Hermione gave him a grateful smile and watched as he went down the stairs. Maybe things can be the same again, she thought to herself, wiping away another tear. Maybe.
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Harry had been sitting at the dining table, bored to death. Percy had been 'filling him in' on all the great happenings at The Ministry. Ginny had managed to escape somehow. So, of course he jumped up enthusiastically when he saw Ron coming down.
"Where are Fred and George?" Ron asked Harry, scanning the area. The house, surprisingly, was the quietest it had ever been in a while. Except of course for Percy, who hadn't seemed to realize that his only audience was not listening to him any longer. Not that he had been listening from the start, anyway.
"They went to their room. Said they needed to have a nap as their heads hurt too bad…Found out anything from Hermione?" he asked. Ron shrugged and shook his head. Suddenly, he peered closely at Harry.
"Harry," he said slowly, "you seem to have grown taller…And you have pimples? How come I never noticed that before?
Harry didn't know what to say but he suddenly felt very angry. Luckily, Percy came to the rescue (in a sense) by saying, "Ron, if you don't mind, I was having a conversation with Harry here."
Ron snorted, "A conversation?" Then he shut up and disappeared when he saw his brothers loathing look. A look he seemed to be getting a lot lately.
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That night Harry had trouble falling asleep. He had no idea what time it was but it seemed like he had been lying on his mattress forever. Suddenly, Harry yelped out in pain. The terrible pain he had felt in the bathroom that day seemed to have recurred except that it felt twice as bad.
Ron, who must have had trouble sleeping too as he was usually a deep sleeper, sat up in bed and said, "Harry? You alright?"
Harry tried to answer but all he could do was groan as he held his knees to his chest, gritting his teeth. Ron jumped out of bed and flicked on the lights just in time to see Harry relax again.
"Are you alri.." Ron stopped short as his eyes widened in horror. Harry's skin had begun to bubble, and he had shut his eyes, praying for it to be over soon. And of course, just like the other day, it stopped. Harry slowly sat up, sweat dripping down his forehead. Ron just stood there, frozen, his mouth hanging open.
"What-just-happened?" Ron asked, still staring at Harry. Harry didn't know what to say, so he just shrugged.
"Harry…this isn't any work of You-Know-Who's is it?…I mean, your scar hasn't hurt yet, right?…What just happened here?!" he asked exasperately, with a bemused look on his face. Harry almost laughed out loud. This was exactly the kind of reaction he had expected from Ron. Guess he hadn't changed as much as Harry thought he had.
"No, Ron. It isn't Voldermort," Harry replied. Ron sighed with relief, but then the puzzled look came on his face again.
"Then what made you go all…bubbly like that?" Ron asked, looking at his friend suspiciously. Harry felt himself go red for the millionth time..
"ummm…I don't know exactly, to tell the truth…But I think it has something to do with those pills the twins gave me," harry finally said, not looking at his friend.
"Pills?" Ron asked questioningly. Harry groaned inwardly and knew it was no use changing the subject. So with much pauses and embarrassment, he told Ron everything. His face was even redder than Ron's when his friend was embarrassed.
The expression on Ron's face was a mixture of laughter, pity, and anger- if there was even such an expression. This disconcerted Harry even more and he wished he could just disappear. The embarrassment he felt in front of his friend was the worst feeling ever. He felt so pathethic.
Finally, Ron said, "Harry- those 'pills' my brothers gave you? They're not Body Gro Pills or whatever you call them… They're Pain Bombs. Something my brothers invented to give sudden burst of pain to whoever takes them. They must have modified them to make skin bubble as well…I should know-they made me take one a few months back and said it was vitamin c or something."
Harry was speechless. he couldn't even manage a 'what?'.
"That kind of means," Ron said, awkwardly, noticing Harry's shock, "that whatever…. changes, you've been going through- they have nothing to do with the pills…You really ARE growing."
"They-tricked me?" he finally managed to say. Anger surged through him as he thought of all the embarrassment he had been going through for the past few days. And all for nothing.
Ron nodded and said something about them being bastards, but Harry wasn't listening. He had just realized, that he, himself had been growing. Maybe the magic in his blood made his puberty appear quicker, but it was all HIS own work. That gave him a little- just a little- happiness. The rest of him was filled with anger.
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A/N: so…??????? reviews a must, as always!!! …:)