Caught in the rain

By

Hannio

Chapter Two

A crappy Breakfast

DISCLAIMER – I own none of the characters that are mentioned in this book, they belong to the author

AUTHOR NOTE – Here we go with chapter two now up. I actually don't have much to say about it, except enjoy. I'll try and get the next chapter up as soon as I can.

DEDICATION – To Geha who made me write this fic because she knows how bored I get in lectures and gave me the idea for this fic in one.

            Hermione sighed as she stared up at the ceiling through wide eyes. It felt like she was in her own cocoon with the thick crimson curtains surrounding her. She had only dozed on and off through the night, her thoughts being centred on what had happened with Harry. God she wished she could go back and change what she said. Perhaps she should have given more sympathy, of given him the benefit of the doubt that he knew what he was doing. Instead she allowed her fears for him to get the better of her and shouted at him. She thought she would of learnt by now that Harry never reacted well to be shouted out by his friends and she had done it.

            She turned over and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to will sleep to take her but she soon gave it up, it just wasn't going to come and claim her and give her some rest. She thought about what Ron said, about Harry being fine in the morning but she knew he was just trying to make her feel better and she knew that he knew about it. That's what the kiss had been for to remind her that regardless of what happened he was still there for her. She felt a blush stain her cheeks as her face heated up. Ron had kissed her on the head. That was a shock onto itself. Ron never showed physical affection towards anyone. She had seen it once when Ginny was returned from the chambers of secrets, Ron had just grabbed her and held her close in an almighty hug before he was peeled off and Fred and George had taken her place she could of sworn she saw tears in his blue eyes as he held her. She had cried that day over the pain and relief the family had to be feeling.

            She guessed that's why it affected her so much, not so much the kiss but because it finally told her that yes Ron did care as much for her as he did for Harry, before she had always wondered whether Ron put up with her or honestly wanted her around. Now she knew.

            Hermione jumped violently as the bells were set loose, clanging alone the corridors as they made their way to the dormitories. They were amazing little thing. Singular bells with wings on them allowing them to get to places fast. It was 1 bell to each girl's dormitory, two to each boys; they'd get into your section and clang until you woke up. They were a work of extreme genius and also of extreme annoyance. Hermione sighed as the small bell wiggled itself through the curtains and clanged above her, flashing the Gyffindor colours of red and gold.

            "Fine" she yelled at it, resisting the impulse to chuck her bedside book at it, it wouldn't have done any good. Charlie Weasley had done a similar thing when he was in school except he used a spell against it. The bell had absorbed it and sent a counter causing Charlie to be rushed to the medical lab with a nose that was growing far to quickly. Hermione threw the red cover of her and shivered in the coldness, she set her shoulders and stood up, stretching as she did. The bell hovered then deciding she was up went onto Lavender Brown's cubicle to do the same. Hermione washed her face and stared at herself before making a face. She would never be beautiful, she reflected but at least she wasn't that bad to look at since her teeth had been sorted out.

            She changed quickly into her uniform and grabbing a brush tried to make an impact on her hair, once it was slightly tamed and she had managed to extract the brush from where it had gotten stuck, she proceeded to tie it back as was demanded on a potion day by Snape. She didn't know if he had the power to dictate hairstyles but she didn't want to risk it either. Getting into his bad books wasn't something she wanted.

            She walked down the stairs and headed casually to the dinner room, either Harry and Ron weren't ready yet, or they had gone off without her. She sighed if it was the latter than it would mean that Harry was still furious with her, after all she knew better than anyone the tenacity that Harry held onto a grudge. She finally got to the hall and walked through the door, automatically looking at the enchanted ceiling, it was grey and overcast and looked like it was raining. Definitely not a nice day and definitely not a good omen. She brought her head down and saw Ron and Harry already eating what looked to be a full English breakfast. She hesitated for a minute then narrowed her eyes slightly and walked up to them sliding into the space next to Ron. She smiled brightly at them even though it was slightly forced and spoke and she pulled some cereal towards her

            "Morning Harry, Morning Ron sleep well?" she asked without thinking as she selected bran flakes

            "What's that supposed to mean?" Harry demanded suddenly, Hermione looked up in surprise from pouring her milk in

            "Mean?" she repeated uncomfortably at the accusing light in his green eyes "I was just giving you both the same greeting I give everyday" Ron gave Harry a quick glare and turned to Hermione a smile curving his lips

            "It was ok" he replied warmly "Kept on dreaming about Snape giving us a whole day of potions, as you can imagine Hermy it wasn't exactly nice" he shuddered as he helped himself to some more bacon from the silver tray. Hermione laughed

            "Dream, more like a nightmare" she remarked

            "Why you talking about nightmares?" Harry remarked, "That's twice you indicated about it" Hermione stared wide-eyed at him in shock

            "Well if you consider having Snape all day a good dream then that's you, I personally think it would be a horrible thing" she said beginning to grow slightly angry in turn. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Ron looking in between the two of them, a worried look in his sapphire blue eyes.

            "More so than Voldemort" Harry hissed. Ron flinched next to her than spoke in an angry voice

            "Stop it the pair of you" he demanded, both Harry and Hermione looked at him in surprise. Ron was actually getting involved? As a peacemaker? "Harry I've asked you before to not mention his name in front of him. You defeated him I'll give you that but you never lived in the aftermath of it, even for 2 years after you did what you did, people still feared him, never quite believing he was gone. So don't mention his name and bring it all back ok" Harry bristled up

            "Me mentioning his name won't change anything Ron. In case you haven't noticed he's already back" Ron looked at him

            "Oh I know" he repeated bitterly "I know everyday because he took my sister remember, changed her forever. She's not the same girl because of that bastard. I hope you kill him for good, because he deserves a world of pain for what he's done to people" a silence followed Ron's little speech causing him to go red and focus on his breakfast eating it slowly. Harry looked ashamed of himself, as did Hermione.

            "Ok Ron" Harry said softly "I'm sorry, you're right as usual, I'll try to remember and not mention his name unless it's really serious ok?" Ron nodded

            "Fine" Harry turned back to Hermione "Don't mention dreams again" he warned, "I don't want to think of them. Understood?" Hermione looked at him angrily

            "Fine" she agreed, turning away her hand shaking slightly as she spooned the cereal into her mouth regardless of the fact that she wasn't hungry anymore. Ron placed his knife and fork down and sighed, pulling out his timetable causing Hermione to laugh "Ron don't you know the timetable yet, we've been here a month already" Ron shrugged frowning slightly at the piece of paper

            "You know I'm no good at this sort of thing Hermione" he remarked distractedly as he ran his finger alone the paper to Thursday and then done to the time. He groaned out loud

            "What do we have?" Harry asked him. Ron groaned again

            "Well you're likely to start the day with a prediction on how your going to die by professor Trelawney, and then you'll be allowed a nap with Professor Binns and then a double session of sneers and undisguised hate from Professor Snape and then Professor McGonagall makes up for it with her lesson" Harry echoed Ron's groan and held his hair in a tight grip revealing the scar underneath. Hermione frowned at it in surprise. The scar looked almost freshly done, instead of the silvery lines that usually made the lightening bolt, today it was bright red and painful looking. She bit her lip and then frowned as she turned to him

            "Harry" she said in a small voice. Harry and Ron both turned to her from where they were laughing

            "What" he demanded but his voice was friendlier then it had been all day, she sighed no doubt he was going to blow up at her once again.

            "Erm Harry what's wrong with your scar?" a silence echoed round the three though the laughter and talking continued around them

            "What you mean what's wrong with my scar?" he asked flattening the black hair down to cover it, especially as Ron had turned curious eyes to the forehead to see

            "Well its bright red Harry is it painful?" she asked. Harry shrugged

            "It's always painful," he muttered. Ron spoke up

            "Maybe you should go and get it seen to mate" he suggested "After all if something wrong than the nurse may be able to give you something to help with it" Harry shook her head

            "There's nothing she can do" he remarked. A silence followed again with Hermione looking worried and Ron looking surprised at the fact that Harry didn't think that magic could help him at all.

            "Is it to do with the dreams?" Hermione asked casually earning her a glare

            "Hermione I told you I didn't want to talk about that" Hermione met his angry eyes with worried ones

            "Harry if it's causing you pain you should get something done about it. Something to stop it. If you tell someone they may be able to help you"

            "Keep out of it Hermione I mean it. It's nothing to do with you. Nothing at all. If you tell anyone than I'll never forgive you. Understood?" Hermione bit her lip as she watched Harry storm out of the hall. Peoples eyes following him, even after all this time people still found it amazing to watch the one who defeated the dark lord.

            "He does mean it Hermy" Ron remarked as he stood up "Try not to get involved"

            "How can you say that Ron he's your friend as well, we have to do something" Ron nodded

            "I agree with you and we are, we're giving him a chance to talk over it with someone making sure he doesn't keep it all inside. If you say anything then he won't trust either of us anymore" Hermione nodded

            "Have a talk with him and if you think he's ok we're leave it but if you think he's not than tell me and I'll tell Dumbledore myself. I'd rather he didn't talk to me then for me to wake up and find him dead one day" Ron breathed in deeply and nodded

            "Will do" he remarked calmly as he headed to the front door leaving Hermione by herself on the table staring at her soggy cereal.

There you go hope you enjoyed it. If you can't tell Ron's my fave character but I personally think the whole Voldemort taking this sister thing must of fucked him up and who could blame him?

Please review but not flames because I tried my best on it. I'll update soon ok!

Cheersxxx