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A/N: Okay, I know I said that I would be able to get a few chapters up, and I know that I didn't. But this time I have a good reason. See I no longer have Microsoft Word on my computer (its a long story having to do with idiocy in my house), so I had to get an .htm or .html document. So I didn't know how to use it until recently, and so now I can put up more chapters. But, I might add, NO ONE REVIEWED MY LAST CHAPTER!! Thanks to Colleen for reading it though.

Ch. 4 Away

Harry sulked in Ron's room for a while. He couldn't look at Mr. and Mrs. Weasley properly. Fred and George had apparently told them so they already had that "I'm sorry" look when Harry finally came down. Harry was surprised to see Hermione with an I'm-not-happy look. Ron had a what-am-I-supposed-to-do look and Ginny had a blank look. All in all there was a cornucopia of strange looks in the room.

"Harry-" Mr. Weasley started. But that very word started a bubble of fury inside Harry. He ran up the stairs, but instead of being left alone he heard footsteps behind him. When he got to Ron's room Hermione entered behind him.

"Can you believe them?" Harry raged.

"No, I can't believe you!?" Hermione answered, red in the face.

"What?" Harry was incredulous.

"Harry. . ." Hermione panted because of running up the stairs, "do you know how much the Weasleys have done for you? They have risked their lives for you! And what do you have to repay them with? Your anger! You've got to cool it, Harry, or you're going to hurt people who are close to you, before Voldemort does."

Harry was taken aback and speechless. "But, Hermione-"

"Oh, rubbish Harry. You know I'm right. But no one listens to me do they!" Hermione left in a huff. Ginny entered immediately. Harry dropped onto his temporary bed.

Ginny put her hand on his knee and said quietly, "She's right you know. About everything. About my parents and about not listening to her. I'm an offender of the latter." she lifted her hand from his knee and sighed, "I think Hermione was mad about more than one thing."

Suddenly they heard a scream, "Just go away Ron!"

Ron ran in seconds later, "She's mad," he said simply.

"That was just brilliant Ron," Ginny said, "we had no idea."

"I'm- I'll just go and talk to her." Harry stammered leaving the bickering siblings.

Harry entered Ginny's room to find Hermione sitting on the bed, her back turned to him. Her shoulders shook as she cried softly.

"Hermione. . ."

"Why wont anyone just leave me alone!"

Harry turned to leave, but turned back putting a hand on a quivering shoulder. He said, "I'm. . . sorry, Hermione. I know that I. . . have a hot-head. Just," he sighed, "be patient with me."

"I apologize for yelling at you, Harry," came the reply. "But what I said still stands true-"

"I know,"

"And I am right,"

"I know,"

"Good," she smiled at him, but it faded slightly, "We care about you Harry."

"I know-" The breathe was knocked out of him as Hermione hugged him tightly around the middle. He patted her bushy head and sighed, "I know."

A/N: How was that? I know it was a bit shorter, but I decided that I wanted to ask you guys something: Would you rather have me put up short chapters often, or long chapters every few weeks? I'll write a lot of short chapters until then. TTFN :)