Chapter 4
( A/N : This is a little different, but I assure you it will back to normal next chapter)
When Hermione arrived the apartment was empty. She called firstly for Ron, then Harry and finally settled for Crookshanks and fed her. Harry's door was wide open and his clothes all over the floor. He was off on another date. Hermione felt a tiny squeeze of hurt but then a large amount of relief. At least Harry hadn't fallen for her. That would have made everything a lot harder. She opened the fridge door and got herself a yoghurt before walking over to the mail slot. For her birthday two years ago Mrs Weasly had bought her a magical welcome carpet that threw all mail into a small hole in the wall. It had saved Ron a lot of falling over and Hermione the effort of bending down but mostly it had pleased Harry. He got mail all the time. Fan mail, Hate mail, old friend mail and love letters. Harry got them all.
There were only two letters. A bill and a small piece of pink paper with Black writing on one side. Hermione couldn't help but read it.
'HARRY', it read in bold letters clearly written by a woman. The hand writing was a little like Hermione's own.
'I popped in at half eight but you weren't in, I will come again at ten unless you tell me otherwise.
Tonks.'
And then a lipstick mark where the order member had kissed the pink parchment. Hermione groaned. If Harry had gone out with someone else Tonks would kill him. Hermione giggled before throwing the pink paper in the bin. Harry was a big boy. He could handle a little chaos.
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Jerald yawned as he looked up at his girlfriend, Ginny. She slept like a baby. He brushed her hair from her face and laid back to look at Stan Lee. Slowly he drifted of to sleep and dreams took over his subconscious.
* It was a wedding. He could not see anything that suggested it was a wedding he just knew it. Family members he had never met shook his hand, nodded and smiled. The walls were yellow. A pale yellow. Almost cream. Hermione was there. Again Jerald could not see her, he could only feel her presence. Ron kissed him lightly on the cheek. In a French way. Harry nodded at him and then the bouquet of flowers flew through the air. The mood changed. Not for the good or bad but it changed. Then Hermione caught the bouquet and smiled at Ron. The walls changed to black and Jerald was with Ginny. Ginny smiled and said that she loved him right before announcing she had to leave the country, for good.*
Ginny woke slowly. It wasn't morning. Only half past twelve but Jerald was tossing and turning in his sleep. Ginny rolled aside and tucked him in. He calmed and settle down. She would let him sleep his way though the dream and come back in an hour she decided as she went to make a cup of coffee.
( A/N : This is a little different, but I assure you it will back to normal next chapter)
When Hermione arrived the apartment was empty. She called firstly for Ron, then Harry and finally settled for Crookshanks and fed her. Harry's door was wide open and his clothes all over the floor. He was off on another date. Hermione felt a tiny squeeze of hurt but then a large amount of relief. At least Harry hadn't fallen for her. That would have made everything a lot harder. She opened the fridge door and got herself a yoghurt before walking over to the mail slot. For her birthday two years ago Mrs Weasly had bought her a magical welcome carpet that threw all mail into a small hole in the wall. It had saved Ron a lot of falling over and Hermione the effort of bending down but mostly it had pleased Harry. He got mail all the time. Fan mail, Hate mail, old friend mail and love letters. Harry got them all.
There were only two letters. A bill and a small piece of pink paper with Black writing on one side. Hermione couldn't help but read it.
'HARRY', it read in bold letters clearly written by a woman. The hand writing was a little like Hermione's own.
'I popped in at half eight but you weren't in, I will come again at ten unless you tell me otherwise.
Tonks.'
And then a lipstick mark where the order member had kissed the pink parchment. Hermione groaned. If Harry had gone out with someone else Tonks would kill him. Hermione giggled before throwing the pink paper in the bin. Harry was a big boy. He could handle a little chaos.
~*~*~*~*~
Jerald yawned as he looked up at his girlfriend, Ginny. She slept like a baby. He brushed her hair from her face and laid back to look at Stan Lee. Slowly he drifted of to sleep and dreams took over his subconscious.
* It was a wedding. He could not see anything that suggested it was a wedding he just knew it. Family members he had never met shook his hand, nodded and smiled. The walls were yellow. A pale yellow. Almost cream. Hermione was there. Again Jerald could not see her, he could only feel her presence. Ron kissed him lightly on the cheek. In a French way. Harry nodded at him and then the bouquet of flowers flew through the air. The mood changed. Not for the good or bad but it changed. Then Hermione caught the bouquet and smiled at Ron. The walls changed to black and Jerald was with Ginny. Ginny smiled and said that she loved him right before announcing she had to leave the country, for good.*
Ginny woke slowly. It wasn't morning. Only half past twelve but Jerald was tossing and turning in his sleep. Ginny rolled aside and tucked him in. He calmed and settle down. She would let him sleep his way though the dream and come back in an hour she decided as she went to make a cup of coffee.