After she had bathed and dressed for the day, she wandered over to the
fireplace, and retrieved her box of Floo powder. She threw a handful of the
powder onto the bricks, shouting "Harry Potter's flat!" she stepped into
the green flames and disappeared.
Since graduation, Harry had gone on to become and Auror, as had Ron. Harry passed Auror training at the top of the grade, with Ron falling just behind him. Now, the two of them lived all of five minutes apart, and were inseparable. Neither of them had heard from Hermione in a long time though, and were beginning to worry about her welfare. The two of them were sitting in Harry's living room playing chess and discussing her, when they heard the sound of flames coming from the fireplace in the kitchen. Ron and Harry, realising that the noise was made from someone entering the apartment via the Floo network, held their wands at the ready. Ron got up, and cautiously made his way into the kitchen, with Harry not far behind him. He was preparing himself for the worst when he looked around the corner to see Hermione standing there dusting herself off.
"Hermione!" he shouted, clearly surprised yet pleased to see her.
"Ron. How are you?" she asked, rushing over to hug him.
"I'm fine." He said, returning the hug.
"Where's Harry?" she asked, pulling away from Ron. Harry stepped out from around the corner.
"I'm right here." He walked over to her for his hug. "So, Herm, long time, no see." He smiled.
"I know, I've just been do busy, y'know?" she smiled back.
"Yeah." Replied Ron, who had grabbed her arm and ushered her over to the couch.
Harry sat down on the seat opposite them, and conjured up three cups of coffee. "So, after all this time - how long has it been now?" Harry started.
"Two years." Said Ron.
"Right, after two years, what can we do for you, Hermione?" asked Harry in his 'official' voice.
"I missed you guys. I wanted to see how you were. I figured if you weren't going to call me, I might as well come to see you." She replied, rather shocked by his tone of voice.
Harry's tone cracked. "Fair enough." He replied normally. "Good to see you. Herm."
She smiled. Ron inquired, "So is there anything that you need any help with, Herm? Any current adventures we're missing out on?"
"Well," she said slyly, "Now that you mention it.." and she started to tell them about the mystery man from the party. All the while thinking, 'This is the first step to finding out who he is.' She smiled to herself as she relayed her tale to her two best friend in the world.
Since graduation, Harry had gone on to become and Auror, as had Ron. Harry passed Auror training at the top of the grade, with Ron falling just behind him. Now, the two of them lived all of five minutes apart, and were inseparable. Neither of them had heard from Hermione in a long time though, and were beginning to worry about her welfare. The two of them were sitting in Harry's living room playing chess and discussing her, when they heard the sound of flames coming from the fireplace in the kitchen. Ron and Harry, realising that the noise was made from someone entering the apartment via the Floo network, held their wands at the ready. Ron got up, and cautiously made his way into the kitchen, with Harry not far behind him. He was preparing himself for the worst when he looked around the corner to see Hermione standing there dusting herself off.
"Hermione!" he shouted, clearly surprised yet pleased to see her.
"Ron. How are you?" she asked, rushing over to hug him.
"I'm fine." He said, returning the hug.
"Where's Harry?" she asked, pulling away from Ron. Harry stepped out from around the corner.
"I'm right here." He walked over to her for his hug. "So, Herm, long time, no see." He smiled.
"I know, I've just been do busy, y'know?" she smiled back.
"Yeah." Replied Ron, who had grabbed her arm and ushered her over to the couch.
Harry sat down on the seat opposite them, and conjured up three cups of coffee. "So, after all this time - how long has it been now?" Harry started.
"Two years." Said Ron.
"Right, after two years, what can we do for you, Hermione?" asked Harry in his 'official' voice.
"I missed you guys. I wanted to see how you were. I figured if you weren't going to call me, I might as well come to see you." She replied, rather shocked by his tone of voice.
Harry's tone cracked. "Fair enough." He replied normally. "Good to see you. Herm."
She smiled. Ron inquired, "So is there anything that you need any help with, Herm? Any current adventures we're missing out on?"
"Well," she said slyly, "Now that you mention it.." and she started to tell them about the mystery man from the party. All the while thinking, 'This is the first step to finding out who he is.' She smiled to herself as she relayed her tale to her two best friend in the world.