I can't live my life waiting for you
A/N – Wow! It's been awhile! Do you all hate me? For not updating so soon? I know I would, I hate when authors don't update and then I go and not update! I've been really busy with school and things. Or maybe it's because I'm just lazy. You decide ;)
Chapter 6 – The 1 R- Recruiting
The next morning Hermione opened her eyes and blinked sleepily. She sat up, and glanced around. 'Where am I?' She wondered, taking in all her surroundings. 'Everything's...lilac!' Then she remembered: Moody's house. With Harry alone. Truth or Dare.
All these things came rushing back to her and she blushed, remembering Harry's kiss. 'But I don't have feelings for him anymore. I'm over that. Right?'
She got up and headed into her bathroom, her very own bathroom to shower and get all pretty for Harry.
*
In the next room over Harry was just waking up. He rolled over and grinned. He'd been dreaming about Hermione.
Harry stood up and yawned. He was in a good mood. He was alone with Hermione, what could be better? Not only that, he had just found out his best friend wasn't dead. Oh, sure, he was terribly sorry about Neville, but he had to admit he would choose Ron to live any day over Neville.
Harry showered and then wandered downstairs, where he saw Hermione sitting at the table dressed in capri pants and a light yellow tee shirt. She was sipping a cup of coffee and reading Hogwarts: A history. He grinned. 'Some things never change."
"Hey, Herm. Sleep well?" Harry asked Hermione.
She looked up at him and smiled, "Yeah, I did. For about the first time in two weeks. What about you?"
He nodded. "Yeah, me too. Hey, is there any more of that coffee left?"
"Sure," She replied, "Sit down, I'll get you a cup."
Harry sat down and Hermione stood up to get the coffee. That's when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it, Harry!" Hermione called happily rushing to the door.
She opened it up to see Ron standing there.
"Ron! Come in! Come in!" She said.
"Hi, Mione. Thanks." He replied tiredly.
Hermione glanced at him curiously. Why did he seem so sad?
"Ron?" She asked timidly, "Is something bothering you?"
"Oh, no not at all Mione! My sister is dead, and I'm in the worst position ever. Yeah, things are great in my life right now." He said angrily. Then he let out a long breath, and took a look at Hermione's shocked face. "Sorry, Mione. It's just been hard, you know? Keeping this secret, and now being your secret keeper. I'm just . . . run down. Don't take anything I say to personally."
Hermione smiled. "That's more like the Ron I know. Hot-tempered. But that's what I like about you. And I'm awfully sorry about Ginny. It's terrible."
He just nodded and they walked in to the kitchen. Harry jumped up and slapped Ron's back.
"Hey, mate! What's up?" He asked.
"Not much, I have some business to cover with you two though." Ron replied.
Hermione brought Ron and Harry both a cup of coffee over to the table and they all sat down, Harry and Hermione looking at Ron curiously.
"Well . . .you all heard Dumbledore's war speech yesterday, right?" He started.
Harry and Hermione nodded so Ron continued.
"Yes. Well. Of course, it's too be taken seriously. There really is going to be a war. The only problem is we don't have that many wizards who are willing to help. It was Dumbledore's idea to recruit some of our fellow classmates. I have a list here, do you two think you could do that for me? You just have to apparate to their houses and basically explain what's going on."
Hermione nodded and said, "Of course we will Ron. You know that. Will you be coming with us?"
"No. How could I? Don't you think that Voldemort knows that I am your secret keeper? He knows, let me tell you. He'll be searching. I can't be out in broad daylight with you two at all. And you two will be being closely watched at all times, of course." Ron said. Then he glanced down at his watch. "Oops, I'm going to be late for a meeting I have with Moody. I'll be back here tonight to check up on your progress, ok?" He drank the last few dregs of his cold coffee and then he was gone.
"Wow," Harry said, glancing over at Hermione. "Ron's become so serious."
Hermione sighed. "I know . . . I know."
*
"Padma Patil and Seamus Finnigan." Hermione said, glancing down at the list. "Their first on here. Hey, look! It also gives us information about them."
Harry glanced down at the list and read:
Padma Patil: Age 19. Married to Seamus Finnigan at age 18. Occupation: Auror.
Seamus Finnigan: Age 20. Married to Padma Patil at age 18. Occupation: Auror.
"I didn't know either of them were auror's!" He exclaimed.
"Me either. Well, life is full of surprises, don't you think?" Hermione said absently.
"Yeah, it is." Harry said softly, glancing at Hermione.
Then the two of them apparated to the Finnigan's house, which was in a wizarding neighborhood close to Diagon Alley.
They found themselves in front of medium sized house, with lots of flowers in the front. Hermione smirked, 'That's definitely Padma's doing.'
"Well, let's go . . .have a chat with the Finnigan family, shall we?" Harry said, grabbing Hermione's hand and walking up the drive.
This surprised Hermione, but in a pleasant way.
They both stopped at the door.
"You knock." Hermione said nervously.
"Oh, I don't think so Granger. You knock." Harry said jokingly.
"No way, Potter, you knock!" Hermione said, giggling.
"Well one of you knock, before the people living here hear you!" Came a playful voice. They both looked around and saw Padma walking around from the back of her house. She had on a pair of jeans and a white tee shirt on, both were covered with dirt.
"Padma! Hi! How are you, since, well, you know?" Hermione said as Padma came up to them.
"Oh, me and Seamus are doing pretty good. Excuse my outfit, please," She said giggling, "I was just out back planting some flowers. Seamus said I overdo it with the flowers, but I don't think so, do you?" Padma said happily.
"Oh . . .not at all." Harry said trying to hide his smile.
Hermione just nodded in agreement, she couldn't say anything or else she might laugh.
"Oh! What bad manners I have! You two, come on in, let's go see Seamus and Amanda."
"Amanda?" Hermione questioned politely, following Padma into her house.
"Yes, she's my daughter. She's two years old. Seamus and I adopted her after we got married." Padma explained.
Harry and Hermione settled on to the couch and Padma went upstairs to get Seamus and Amanda.
Seamus came running down the stairs, "Harry! Hey, mate, what's up?"
"Nothing, man," Harry said, clapping Seamus on the back. (A/N- sorry . . .but what is it with boys doing that?! Hehe!)
Padma came back down the stairs more slowly, carrying a little girl with blonde hair and big, blue eyes.
"She's very shy," Padma said as Amanda buried her face in Padma's shirt.
Everybody sat down and Seamus said, "So, Harry, Hermione, what are you two doing here?"
Harry and Hermione exchanged glances, and then started off on the story. Padma and Seamus listened closely, and in the end agreed to help.
"In fact," Padma said, "How about you two give me half of that list and we can talk to some of these people? Take a load off your shoulders."
"Yeah," Seamus agreed.
"That would be great!" Hermione said happily. "Oh, and come to Dumbledore's house tomorrow for a meeting about the war. It will explain everything Harry and I couldn't."
Harry and Hermione told them how to get to Dumbledore's house, said their good-byes, and left to find more recruits.
The recruits ranged from Fred and George Weasley to Blaise Zabini (excuse my spelling, here please! Thanks!).
At the end of the day Harry and Hermione were positively beat, and by the end of their recruiting session, they went back to Moody's house and promptly feel asleep together on Moody's couch, totally forgetting that Ron was coming to check up on them.
*
When Ron did come to check up on them, it was a site too see. Harry and Hermione on the couch and legs every which way.
"I knew it," whispered Ron, "I knew it."
He chuckled and let them be, leaving them a note reminding them about the meeting the next day and then he was off, he didn't want to disturb them when they looked so . . . comfortable.
*
A/N – My first update in a long time! Sorry if I'm a little rusty! Leave a review!
MuCh lUv, P.D*
A/N – Wow! It's been awhile! Do you all hate me? For not updating so soon? I know I would, I hate when authors don't update and then I go and not update! I've been really busy with school and things. Or maybe it's because I'm just lazy. You decide ;)
Chapter 6 – The 1 R- Recruiting
The next morning Hermione opened her eyes and blinked sleepily. She sat up, and glanced around. 'Where am I?' She wondered, taking in all her surroundings. 'Everything's...lilac!' Then she remembered: Moody's house. With Harry alone. Truth or Dare.
All these things came rushing back to her and she blushed, remembering Harry's kiss. 'But I don't have feelings for him anymore. I'm over that. Right?'
She got up and headed into her bathroom, her very own bathroom to shower and get all pretty for Harry.
*
In the next room over Harry was just waking up. He rolled over and grinned. He'd been dreaming about Hermione.
Harry stood up and yawned. He was in a good mood. He was alone with Hermione, what could be better? Not only that, he had just found out his best friend wasn't dead. Oh, sure, he was terribly sorry about Neville, but he had to admit he would choose Ron to live any day over Neville.
Harry showered and then wandered downstairs, where he saw Hermione sitting at the table dressed in capri pants and a light yellow tee shirt. She was sipping a cup of coffee and reading Hogwarts: A history. He grinned. 'Some things never change."
"Hey, Herm. Sleep well?" Harry asked Hermione.
She looked up at him and smiled, "Yeah, I did. For about the first time in two weeks. What about you?"
He nodded. "Yeah, me too. Hey, is there any more of that coffee left?"
"Sure," She replied, "Sit down, I'll get you a cup."
Harry sat down and Hermione stood up to get the coffee. That's when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it, Harry!" Hermione called happily rushing to the door.
She opened it up to see Ron standing there.
"Ron! Come in! Come in!" She said.
"Hi, Mione. Thanks." He replied tiredly.
Hermione glanced at him curiously. Why did he seem so sad?
"Ron?" She asked timidly, "Is something bothering you?"
"Oh, no not at all Mione! My sister is dead, and I'm in the worst position ever. Yeah, things are great in my life right now." He said angrily. Then he let out a long breath, and took a look at Hermione's shocked face. "Sorry, Mione. It's just been hard, you know? Keeping this secret, and now being your secret keeper. I'm just . . . run down. Don't take anything I say to personally."
Hermione smiled. "That's more like the Ron I know. Hot-tempered. But that's what I like about you. And I'm awfully sorry about Ginny. It's terrible."
He just nodded and they walked in to the kitchen. Harry jumped up and slapped Ron's back.
"Hey, mate! What's up?" He asked.
"Not much, I have some business to cover with you two though." Ron replied.
Hermione brought Ron and Harry both a cup of coffee over to the table and they all sat down, Harry and Hermione looking at Ron curiously.
"Well . . .you all heard Dumbledore's war speech yesterday, right?" He started.
Harry and Hermione nodded so Ron continued.
"Yes. Well. Of course, it's too be taken seriously. There really is going to be a war. The only problem is we don't have that many wizards who are willing to help. It was Dumbledore's idea to recruit some of our fellow classmates. I have a list here, do you two think you could do that for me? You just have to apparate to their houses and basically explain what's going on."
Hermione nodded and said, "Of course we will Ron. You know that. Will you be coming with us?"
"No. How could I? Don't you think that Voldemort knows that I am your secret keeper? He knows, let me tell you. He'll be searching. I can't be out in broad daylight with you two at all. And you two will be being closely watched at all times, of course." Ron said. Then he glanced down at his watch. "Oops, I'm going to be late for a meeting I have with Moody. I'll be back here tonight to check up on your progress, ok?" He drank the last few dregs of his cold coffee and then he was gone.
"Wow," Harry said, glancing over at Hermione. "Ron's become so serious."
Hermione sighed. "I know . . . I know."
*
"Padma Patil and Seamus Finnigan." Hermione said, glancing down at the list. "Their first on here. Hey, look! It also gives us information about them."
Harry glanced down at the list and read:
Padma Patil: Age 19. Married to Seamus Finnigan at age 18. Occupation: Auror.
Seamus Finnigan: Age 20. Married to Padma Patil at age 18. Occupation: Auror.
"I didn't know either of them were auror's!" He exclaimed.
"Me either. Well, life is full of surprises, don't you think?" Hermione said absently.
"Yeah, it is." Harry said softly, glancing at Hermione.
Then the two of them apparated to the Finnigan's house, which was in a wizarding neighborhood close to Diagon Alley.
They found themselves in front of medium sized house, with lots of flowers in the front. Hermione smirked, 'That's definitely Padma's doing.'
"Well, let's go . . .have a chat with the Finnigan family, shall we?" Harry said, grabbing Hermione's hand and walking up the drive.
This surprised Hermione, but in a pleasant way.
They both stopped at the door.
"You knock." Hermione said nervously.
"Oh, I don't think so Granger. You knock." Harry said jokingly.
"No way, Potter, you knock!" Hermione said, giggling.
"Well one of you knock, before the people living here hear you!" Came a playful voice. They both looked around and saw Padma walking around from the back of her house. She had on a pair of jeans and a white tee shirt on, both were covered with dirt.
"Padma! Hi! How are you, since, well, you know?" Hermione said as Padma came up to them.
"Oh, me and Seamus are doing pretty good. Excuse my outfit, please," She said giggling, "I was just out back planting some flowers. Seamus said I overdo it with the flowers, but I don't think so, do you?" Padma said happily.
"Oh . . .not at all." Harry said trying to hide his smile.
Hermione just nodded in agreement, she couldn't say anything or else she might laugh.
"Oh! What bad manners I have! You two, come on in, let's go see Seamus and Amanda."
"Amanda?" Hermione questioned politely, following Padma into her house.
"Yes, she's my daughter. She's two years old. Seamus and I adopted her after we got married." Padma explained.
Harry and Hermione settled on to the couch and Padma went upstairs to get Seamus and Amanda.
Seamus came running down the stairs, "Harry! Hey, mate, what's up?"
"Nothing, man," Harry said, clapping Seamus on the back. (A/N- sorry . . .but what is it with boys doing that?! Hehe!)
Padma came back down the stairs more slowly, carrying a little girl with blonde hair and big, blue eyes.
"She's very shy," Padma said as Amanda buried her face in Padma's shirt.
Everybody sat down and Seamus said, "So, Harry, Hermione, what are you two doing here?"
Harry and Hermione exchanged glances, and then started off on the story. Padma and Seamus listened closely, and in the end agreed to help.
"In fact," Padma said, "How about you two give me half of that list and we can talk to some of these people? Take a load off your shoulders."
"Yeah," Seamus agreed.
"That would be great!" Hermione said happily. "Oh, and come to Dumbledore's house tomorrow for a meeting about the war. It will explain everything Harry and I couldn't."
Harry and Hermione told them how to get to Dumbledore's house, said their good-byes, and left to find more recruits.
The recruits ranged from Fred and George Weasley to Blaise Zabini (excuse my spelling, here please! Thanks!).
At the end of the day Harry and Hermione were positively beat, and by the end of their recruiting session, they went back to Moody's house and promptly feel asleep together on Moody's couch, totally forgetting that Ron was coming to check up on them.
*
When Ron did come to check up on them, it was a site too see. Harry and Hermione on the couch and legs every which way.
"I knew it," whispered Ron, "I knew it."
He chuckled and let them be, leaving them a note reminding them about the meeting the next day and then he was off, he didn't want to disturb them when they looked so . . . comfortable.
*
A/N – My first update in a long time! Sorry if I'm a little rusty! Leave a review!
MuCh lUv, P.D*
