The next morning, Hermione woke up and remembered what Ron did last night. Well, maybe I am a little jealous, Hermione thought. When Ron came down from his dormitory, she immediately apologized.
"Ron, I'm sorry I lost my temper last night," Hermione said. "Maybe I am a little jealous of Stella. After all, it seems as though she's as good, if not, better at everything. She even knows about Quidditch!"
"Hermione, she may be just as good as you," Ron replied, "but she's not you. That's why YOU are Harry and me's best friend, not Stella. Besides, I asked her to help me with our Charms essay, and she just gave me a look!"
Hermione laughed. "And I also want to thank you for what you did last night. It was really sweet. Maybe you aren't an insensitive wart after all," she said, and swiftly kissed him on the cheek and went off to the Great Hall.
As Hermione walked, she rummaged through her bag for her schedule. Upon finding it, she noticed her first class of the day was Defense Against the Dark Arts. That should be interesting, she thought. When she finally arrived, she propped her book up against the orange jug and began reading. Harry and Ron soon joined her.
"Morning, Hermione," Harry said.
"Good morning, Harry," Hermione said. "Defense Against the Dark Arts today."
"I'm telling you, Hermione, this is going to be a piece of cake," Ron said.
"Ron, I think Tonks is going to take this very seriously. Now that everyone knows that Vol-Voldemort has returned, I'm sure that Dumbledore hired her to make sure we all get the training we need," Hermione explained.
"Anyway," Harry interrupted, "now that we're alone, we can talk about what's happening with the Order. Any news that you two haven't told me?"
"The latest is that Voldemort is attempting to build an army. He already has his Death Eaters, but he needs to build up his dark empire," Ron said.
"We already know that. That's why the Order was trying to convince as many people as they could that he was back. So that they would be on the alert," Harry said, annoyed.
"But Mundungus said that word on the street is that the army he's building is invincible, even to Avada Kedavra," Hermione said.
"But that's impossible," Harry said. "The no one can survive the Killing Curse."
"Except you." Hermione said, pointedly.
Except Harry, she thought. He was always getting so lucky. We really must watch out for ourselves, or I'm afraid that one day he won't be so lucky.
"That's besides the point. So what's the Order doing about it? Is it an army of dementors, or what?" Harry asked.
"We don't know, Harry. The Order has no idea what this army could be made of if they can't be killed," Hermione said.
"We could do a little research," Ron began.
"No," Harry interrupted, firmly. "I'm not going to play the hero again." And that was the end of the conversation. Neither Ron nor Hermione wanted to deepen the wounds that Harry had.
"I'll see you guys in class," Harry said, as he got up to leave.
After he left, Ron immediately turned to Hermione. "You've got to talk to him, Hermione," he said, desperately.
"Why? He obviously doesn't want to talk to anyone," Hermione said.
"He might not want to, but he needs to. He thinks it's his fault Sirius died and it's not. He won't talk to me, but he'll talk to you," Ron said.
"Why do you think he'll talk to me?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione, you could nag the fur of a dog," Ron said.
"I'll talk to him later," Hermione said.
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