Fan fiction - chapter four
When Remus got back, Mr and Mrs.Weasley came joined them for dinner that night, along with Fred, George, Bill, Fleur (who had joined the order as she had useful contacts in France) and Mad-Eye . Harry was happy to have all his friends in one place for the first time in weeks, he was glad to see that Fred and George (who had also joined the order) had created a new line of products, they gave a showing of their prototype of their trick cristmas crackers that blew rasberrys, yelled the jokes at twenty decebels and dumped stinksnap on the puller with the smaller end and their now extensive trick wand collection (explosions included). Hermione was very amused when Ron got the smaller end of the cracker they were pulling, needless to say Ron wasn't.
Harry was still laughing when he and Ron went to bed that night, Hermione came in to say goodnight and asked a question that was forefront in her mind at that time.
'Where's Kreacher? I haven't seen him around today'
Ron looked at Harry and said 'you know that's a fair point. Where is the snotball?'
'He died five days ago in his room' Harry said, a closed expression on his face.
'Oh, well good riddance to bad rubbish I reckon' Ron said, Harry nodded his head in agreement.
There was a frostyness about the way Hermione said 'goodnight' before she left the room that told them she thought they should have more respect for the dead. Ron didn't care though, for the first time in weeks his best friends were happy. He and Harry talked late into the night. Harry was just drifting off when Ron said something that made him wide awake in seconds.
'What do you mean you like Hermione?' He said sounding confused, 'She's our best friend!'
*****
Hermione walked up to her room and met Ginny half way down the stairs, looking mischevieous with a piece of flesh coloured string hanging from her ear.
'You gonna take one of these?' she said holding out a spare extendable ear, 'they're having a "chat"' she added with a grin.
Hermione had got bored of listening to Ron talking to an obviously stuporing Harry, but there was one thing that made this all worth while.
'You know Harry, I've been thinking a lot over the holidays' said Ron's voice hesitantly.
'mmm,' came Harry's reply
'Well I think I've got feelings for Hermione' he rushed
Outside in the hallway Hermione went a shade of magenta that Ron would have been proud of. Ginny stared at her. Harry's voice came through the extendable ears clearly.
'What do you mean you like Hermione?' he said sounding as though he thought he had heard Ron wrong, 'She's out best friend!' he added.
'Well I dunno' Ron replied, 'Don't worry about it, forget it'
A heavy silence followed broken only by their mumbled 'night's'.
Hermione's heart felt like it was going to burst as she and Ginny made their way back to their bedroom on the third floor of the house. As they got into bed Ginny said, 'Ron likes you.'
'I know,' answered Hermione.
'Well doesn't it feel a bit wierd? Your best friend wants to be your boyfriend.'
'No, not really. Ginny, promise you won't tell anyone what I'm about to tell you.' she said
'Of course I won't, what is it?'
'Ginny I really like Ron too, but I've never had the nerve to tell him. I've liked him since our third year, you won't tell anyone will you?' she asked.
'I've known for years Hermione I haven't told anyone yet have I?' she said gently
'You've known for years but didn't mention it? I've been dying to tell someone for ages!' Hermione said looking disbelieving
'I know I should have said something but I just couldn't find a space to ask you if I was right. But listen, now you've got a chance to tell him how you feel, we're going to Diagon Alley, remember? If me and Dean sneak off it'll give you the chance to be alone and ... who knows?' she added with a small smile.
The thought of being alone with Ron was wonderful to Hermione, she told Ginny she'd think about it and drifted off to sleep feeling happier than she had in weeks.
When Remus got back, Mr and Mrs.Weasley came joined them for dinner that night, along with Fred, George, Bill, Fleur (who had joined the order as she had useful contacts in France) and Mad-Eye . Harry was happy to have all his friends in one place for the first time in weeks, he was glad to see that Fred and George (who had also joined the order) had created a new line of products, they gave a showing of their prototype of their trick cristmas crackers that blew rasberrys, yelled the jokes at twenty decebels and dumped stinksnap on the puller with the smaller end and their now extensive trick wand collection (explosions included). Hermione was very amused when Ron got the smaller end of the cracker they were pulling, needless to say Ron wasn't.
Harry was still laughing when he and Ron went to bed that night, Hermione came in to say goodnight and asked a question that was forefront in her mind at that time.
'Where's Kreacher? I haven't seen him around today'
Ron looked at Harry and said 'you know that's a fair point. Where is the snotball?'
'He died five days ago in his room' Harry said, a closed expression on his face.
'Oh, well good riddance to bad rubbish I reckon' Ron said, Harry nodded his head in agreement.
There was a frostyness about the way Hermione said 'goodnight' before she left the room that told them she thought they should have more respect for the dead. Ron didn't care though, for the first time in weeks his best friends were happy. He and Harry talked late into the night. Harry was just drifting off when Ron said something that made him wide awake in seconds.
'What do you mean you like Hermione?' He said sounding confused, 'She's our best friend!'
*****
Hermione walked up to her room and met Ginny half way down the stairs, looking mischevieous with a piece of flesh coloured string hanging from her ear.
'You gonna take one of these?' she said holding out a spare extendable ear, 'they're having a "chat"' she added with a grin.
Hermione had got bored of listening to Ron talking to an obviously stuporing Harry, but there was one thing that made this all worth while.
'You know Harry, I've been thinking a lot over the holidays' said Ron's voice hesitantly.
'mmm,' came Harry's reply
'Well I think I've got feelings for Hermione' he rushed
Outside in the hallway Hermione went a shade of magenta that Ron would have been proud of. Ginny stared at her. Harry's voice came through the extendable ears clearly.
'What do you mean you like Hermione?' he said sounding as though he thought he had heard Ron wrong, 'She's out best friend!' he added.
'Well I dunno' Ron replied, 'Don't worry about it, forget it'
A heavy silence followed broken only by their mumbled 'night's'.
Hermione's heart felt like it was going to burst as she and Ginny made their way back to their bedroom on the third floor of the house. As they got into bed Ginny said, 'Ron likes you.'
'I know,' answered Hermione.
'Well doesn't it feel a bit wierd? Your best friend wants to be your boyfriend.'
'No, not really. Ginny, promise you won't tell anyone what I'm about to tell you.' she said
'Of course I won't, what is it?'
'Ginny I really like Ron too, but I've never had the nerve to tell him. I've liked him since our third year, you won't tell anyone will you?' she asked.
'I've known for years Hermione I haven't told anyone yet have I?' she said gently
'You've known for years but didn't mention it? I've been dying to tell someone for ages!' Hermione said looking disbelieving
'I know I should have said something but I just couldn't find a space to ask you if I was right. But listen, now you've got a chance to tell him how you feel, we're going to Diagon Alley, remember? If me and Dean sneak off it'll give you the chance to be alone and ... who knows?' she added with a small smile.
The thought of being alone with Ron was wonderful to Hermione, she told Ginny she'd think about it and drifted off to sleep feeling happier than she had in weeks.