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Ch 6
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After talking a bit more with Lupin, Harry asked where he was to stay that night and Lupin pointed to the door Ron had gone into. Harry bidded Lupin goodnight, and entered the room where his friend had been waiting. "So he told you everything right? Bloody hell, I thought, they did all that without telling you! I would be furious, Harry. I'd be bloody fuming." Harry grinned at Ron's nervous face. "I'm happy. It's a little sad that Tonks had to die, but I have Sirius. Everything is wonderful. And I got letters from my parents, Ron! My parents!" clearly puzzled, Ron looked at Harry like he was insane. "Harry, are you mad? You can't tell me your parents are alive, can you?" Harry burst into hysteric laughter at the look on Ron's face. "No no no, they wrote the letters before they died, so I could read what they had to say years later... they must of realized that somthing was going to happen..." They both sat in silence, and then Ron spoke up.
"Hermione drives me mad, Harry." Ron looked over at his friend and sighed. "One minute I think I might just... and well, then she does something infuriating and I just want to... I just wish she would lay off me sometimes..." Harry gave Ron a sypathetic look, then heard his mother's voice in his head, "tell anyone you think needs to hear it..." Harry looked up, how could he be so oblivious? "Ron, you love her." His friends face twisted in shock. "What are you talking about? Love Hermione? You're mad!" Harry was detirmined. "Tell me the truth. You care about Hermione more than just a friend, you always have! You faced spiders, giant trolls, and loads of other things you hate for her, and you look at her somtimes - I have seen you - like I used to look at Cho." Ron's ears went crimson. "W-w-what made you burst out like that mate? How do you get off...oh alright...I do like her, I suppose... but, l-l-love? I dunno Harry, thats a bit strong..." Harry sighed. At least he had gotten somthing out of Ron, he'd admitted that he did like Hermione.
That night they both lay in their beds across the room from eachother, talking back and fourth here and there, until a terrified scream from the next room over made both Ron and Harry jump from their beds. "RON!!!!" Hermione's shivering form appeared in the doorway closest to Ron's bed. She had on a thick night gown and her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail. She hurried across the room and threw her arms around Ron's neck, still shaking terribly, and now sobbing. "I th-th-thought you were dead!" Ron looked over her shoulder, giving a mixed look of confusion, and happiness that Hermione's arms were around his neck. "I'm so glad you're okay! Oh it was awful! Ron I want to tell you something I-" She stopped talking and glanced at Harry standing there. "Harry, could you not be in here for a minute?" Ron looked at Harry, anxious to be alone with Hermione, he scolded his friend, "Bugger off mate, please?" Harry chuckled and scurried to the door, a bit disappointed at not being able to witness this.
After talking a bit more with Lupin, Harry asked where he was to stay that night and Lupin pointed to the door Ron had gone into. Harry bidded Lupin goodnight, and entered the room where his friend had been waiting. "So he told you everything right? Bloody hell, I thought, they did all that without telling you! I would be furious, Harry. I'd be bloody fuming." Harry grinned at Ron's nervous face. "I'm happy. It's a little sad that Tonks had to die, but I have Sirius. Everything is wonderful. And I got letters from my parents, Ron! My parents!" clearly puzzled, Ron looked at Harry like he was insane. "Harry, are you mad? You can't tell me your parents are alive, can you?" Harry burst into hysteric laughter at the look on Ron's face. "No no no, they wrote the letters before they died, so I could read what they had to say years later... they must of realized that somthing was going to happen..." They both sat in silence, and then Ron spoke up.
"Hermione drives me mad, Harry." Ron looked over at his friend and sighed. "One minute I think I might just... and well, then she does something infuriating and I just want to... I just wish she would lay off me sometimes..." Harry gave Ron a sypathetic look, then heard his mother's voice in his head, "tell anyone you think needs to hear it..." Harry looked up, how could he be so oblivious? "Ron, you love her." His friends face twisted in shock. "What are you talking about? Love Hermione? You're mad!" Harry was detirmined. "Tell me the truth. You care about Hermione more than just a friend, you always have! You faced spiders, giant trolls, and loads of other things you hate for her, and you look at her somtimes - I have seen you - like I used to look at Cho." Ron's ears went crimson. "W-w-what made you burst out like that mate? How do you get off...oh alright...I do like her, I suppose... but, l-l-love? I dunno Harry, thats a bit strong..." Harry sighed. At least he had gotten somthing out of Ron, he'd admitted that he did like Hermione.
That night they both lay in their beds across the room from eachother, talking back and fourth here and there, until a terrified scream from the next room over made both Ron and Harry jump from their beds. "RON!!!!" Hermione's shivering form appeared in the doorway closest to Ron's bed. She had on a thick night gown and her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail. She hurried across the room and threw her arms around Ron's neck, still shaking terribly, and now sobbing. "I th-th-thought you were dead!" Ron looked over her shoulder, giving a mixed look of confusion, and happiness that Hermione's arms were around his neck. "I'm so glad you're okay! Oh it was awful! Ron I want to tell you something I-" She stopped talking and glanced at Harry standing there. "Harry, could you not be in here for a minute?" Ron looked at Harry, anxious to be alone with Hermione, he scolded his friend, "Bugger off mate, please?" Harry chuckled and scurried to the door, a bit disappointed at not being able to witness this.
