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I can honestly say that I've never been in a more uncomfortable situation. It's never been this awkward between us. We walked back separately, Ron further ahead because he walked faster and me behind. This is what I wanted, but for some reason it had felt wrong. I'm not saying he's a bad kisser, not at all. It just didn't feel right.
We needed to talk. I knew it, and I'm sure he knew it too. One of us had to say something, but I didn't want to be the one to do it.
"You know it's not safe to go walking around by yourselves." Molly told us as she let us in. "I don't want you two doing that again, you hear me."
We both nodded. "Alright, well, supper is ready if either of you are hungry."
"I still have to pack." I said, Molly nodded. "Well, join us when you're finished Hermione."
I ran upstairs, Ginny was sitting on her bed, Crookshanks was beside her, purring softly. Ginny looked up from the piece of parchment she was looking at.
"Is he mad at you?" I asked, not in a nosy or curious way, just using the question to break the silence.
"Do you care?" She asked coldly.
"Listen," I said, I couldn't stand her being mad at me anymore. " You can tell Draco it's my fault because, honestly, I could care less what he thinks of me and I don't care if you're mad at me and don't want to talk to me. I could have told anybody else in the Order, I could have told Ron, Fred, George, I could have even told Percy but I told Tonks, the one person who already knew. Why, because I wanted you to be safe and I wanted to keep my promise which technically I did keep."
She kept her eyes on her parchment. I didn't know why, I kept going.
"I felt guilty after that, did you know that? Now, I know you're not talking to me now but can you understand that I don't lie as good as you, I can't keep secrets as well as you do. I did tell someone but I only did it to keep you from doing anything you'd regret later, to keep you safe. You're my friend, you're like a sister, I have a right to worry about you while you're out with him, I can also worry about you when you keep yourself locked in this room twenty four-seven."
I took off my sweater and laid down on my bed, I wasn't even mad at her but I needed to get that out of my system. I decided not to go down to dinner, I needed some sleep and I still needed to pack.
"Hermione." I heard Ginny say. I turned around to face her.
"Thanks."
After what I had just said, I thought she would be even more angry with me, I didn't expect that. I went and sat across from her on her bed.
"Nothing happened. He's not mad at me, he was worried, actually."
"Worried?." I couldn't imagine Draco being worried or feeling any kind of human emotion.
"Yeah, he was worried that I would get in trouble. Worried that someone would find out. I mean, if my parents knew, my brothers knew . Well, you know how they would react."
"Yeah, I see your point." I said.
"They'd kill him." Ginny said plainly, stroking Crookshanks.
"Someone's going to find out sooner or later. What are you going to do when that happens?" I asked.
Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "I try not to think about it too much, we've been doing pretty good so far."
"Are you really serious about him?" I asked.
Ginny opened her mouth to say something but Ron came into the room.
"Mum asked me to come up here and get you guys before supper gets cold." He said, looking straight at Ginny, I knew he trying to avoid looking at me.
"Okay, we'll be down in a minute." Ginny said.
Ron left as soon as Ginny answered. "What' s wrong with him?" Ginny asked.
"I'll tell you later." I said as we walked down the stairs.
I took a seat at the end of the table, Ginny sat down beside me. Tonks got up right away with her empty plate and put it in the sink. "It was delicious Molly." She said and left the room. Ginny watched her go and looked back at the table. Molly had put plates of food in front of us.
"Eat up Ginny, you must be starving." Molly said, a cup of tea in her hand. "Do you want something to drink?"
Ginny shook her head and grabbed her fork. It had just occurred to me that the plates of food Molly had been sending up for the last few days had come back down untouched.
"Have you girls packed?" Molly asked.
"No, I was going to do that tonight." I said.
"Oh, right Hermione I forgot. Have you, Ginny?"
"I did yesterday." Ginny said.
"That's good, I want all of you up bright and early. I do not want any of you being late."
After we ate, me and Ginny went straight back up to our room.
I put my Hogwart's trunk on the bed, and began to get my clothing out of the old dresser that was in the room. Ginny went over to the desk and opened the top drawer, grabbing what looked like at least fifty pieces of parchment, then she reached farther back and got all of the envelopes.
"Love letters?" I teased, even though the thought of Draco doing something "romantic" was enough to make me vomit.
"No." She laughed. "Just letters."
I started to fold up my clothes as neatly and compact as I could. Ginny began to organize the letters, putting each one in the proper envelope. I guess she was planning to take them with her. I noticed one envelope was slightly different colored and unopened. I was curious but I didn't want to say anything, we just go over the other fight, no need for another one.
"So, what's wrong with Ron?" Ginny asked, trying to find the envelope that went with the letter in her hand.
I walked over to her. "You can't laugh." I said.
"I promise." She said, reaching for an envelope that was at the corner of the bed, the matching one. I grabbed it and gave it to her. "Thanks."
"We kissed."
"What?" Ginny said, smiling. I knew she wanted to laugh. "When."
"Before I came back." I said, Crookshanks pounced on one of the letters, Ginny pulled it away and he went after another letter then started chewing on the envelope. I picked him up.
"Is that why he didn't look at you?" She laughed.
"You said you wouldn't laugh." I said as Crookshanks tried to struggle out my arms.
"Okay, I'm sorry. It' s just weird."
"Well, yeah, we've been friends almost six years."
"What are you going to do about it.?"
"Talk to him , hopefully." I said, walking over to my trunk, Crookshanks jumped down on my bed and after a minute right into the trunk I don't want to be the first to say something." I started to put my new school books in the trunk.
"Need some help packing?" Ginny asked.
"No, I'm alright." Crookshanks jumped out of the trunk and I put the rest of my books in. "What time is it." I asked.
Ginny looked at her watch. "Eight thirty."
By nine o'clock I had finished packing and Ginny finished sorting her letters. I felt tired so I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower and since I didn't want to stay up any longer, I put my hair up in a braid and decided to deal with it the next day. Even though I was in bed before ten, I didn't fall asleep until after twelve. I was going back to school tomorrow, everyone would see the new look, the new me. for the first time I could remember , I was actually thinking about what other people thought of me.
~*~
Hey everybody. You guys are AWESOME. I have over 40 reviews. I can honestly say I didn't expect that many and I didn't expect my story to do all that great. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy New year's. All those things I forgot to say at the end of the last chapter.
I'm almost finished typing up Chapter 12 (it's a long one, 1,552 words so far, I'm not done) and because of all that hectic after Christmas, After New Years stuff I probably won't update again until Monday or Tuesday. Our house is a mess, we had fourteen people staying on New Year's Eve and three more arrived on Christmas Day. My three-year old cousin gave eggnog to Cobain (my brother's dog, named after the guy in Nirvana) and then told us 'puppy puked' but won't tell us where. I need people for the Sorting, so if you wanna add yourself, e-mail me at starlitamber@yahoo.ca. I need a Sorting hat song too, if any of you can help me out with that, you'll get full credit of course.
I can honestly say that I've never been in a more uncomfortable situation. It's never been this awkward between us. We walked back separately, Ron further ahead because he walked faster and me behind. This is what I wanted, but for some reason it had felt wrong. I'm not saying he's a bad kisser, not at all. It just didn't feel right.
We needed to talk. I knew it, and I'm sure he knew it too. One of us had to say something, but I didn't want to be the one to do it.
"You know it's not safe to go walking around by yourselves." Molly told us as she let us in. "I don't want you two doing that again, you hear me."
We both nodded. "Alright, well, supper is ready if either of you are hungry."
"I still have to pack." I said, Molly nodded. "Well, join us when you're finished Hermione."
I ran upstairs, Ginny was sitting on her bed, Crookshanks was beside her, purring softly. Ginny looked up from the piece of parchment she was looking at.
"Is he mad at you?" I asked, not in a nosy or curious way, just using the question to break the silence.
"Do you care?" She asked coldly.
"Listen," I said, I couldn't stand her being mad at me anymore. " You can tell Draco it's my fault because, honestly, I could care less what he thinks of me and I don't care if you're mad at me and don't want to talk to me. I could have told anybody else in the Order, I could have told Ron, Fred, George, I could have even told Percy but I told Tonks, the one person who already knew. Why, because I wanted you to be safe and I wanted to keep my promise which technically I did keep."
She kept her eyes on her parchment. I didn't know why, I kept going.
"I felt guilty after that, did you know that? Now, I know you're not talking to me now but can you understand that I don't lie as good as you, I can't keep secrets as well as you do. I did tell someone but I only did it to keep you from doing anything you'd regret later, to keep you safe. You're my friend, you're like a sister, I have a right to worry about you while you're out with him, I can also worry about you when you keep yourself locked in this room twenty four-seven."
I took off my sweater and laid down on my bed, I wasn't even mad at her but I needed to get that out of my system. I decided not to go down to dinner, I needed some sleep and I still needed to pack.
"Hermione." I heard Ginny say. I turned around to face her.
"Thanks."
After what I had just said, I thought she would be even more angry with me, I didn't expect that. I went and sat across from her on her bed.
"Nothing happened. He's not mad at me, he was worried, actually."
"Worried?." I couldn't imagine Draco being worried or feeling any kind of human emotion.
"Yeah, he was worried that I would get in trouble. Worried that someone would find out. I mean, if my parents knew, my brothers knew . Well, you know how they would react."
"Yeah, I see your point." I said.
"They'd kill him." Ginny said plainly, stroking Crookshanks.
"Someone's going to find out sooner or later. What are you going to do when that happens?" I asked.
Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "I try not to think about it too much, we've been doing pretty good so far."
"Are you really serious about him?" I asked.
Ginny opened her mouth to say something but Ron came into the room.
"Mum asked me to come up here and get you guys before supper gets cold." He said, looking straight at Ginny, I knew he trying to avoid looking at me.
"Okay, we'll be down in a minute." Ginny said.
Ron left as soon as Ginny answered. "What' s wrong with him?" Ginny asked.
"I'll tell you later." I said as we walked down the stairs.
I took a seat at the end of the table, Ginny sat down beside me. Tonks got up right away with her empty plate and put it in the sink. "It was delicious Molly." She said and left the room. Ginny watched her go and looked back at the table. Molly had put plates of food in front of us.
"Eat up Ginny, you must be starving." Molly said, a cup of tea in her hand. "Do you want something to drink?"
Ginny shook her head and grabbed her fork. It had just occurred to me that the plates of food Molly had been sending up for the last few days had come back down untouched.
"Have you girls packed?" Molly asked.
"No, I was going to do that tonight." I said.
"Oh, right Hermione I forgot. Have you, Ginny?"
"I did yesterday." Ginny said.
"That's good, I want all of you up bright and early. I do not want any of you being late."
After we ate, me and Ginny went straight back up to our room.
I put my Hogwart's trunk on the bed, and began to get my clothing out of the old dresser that was in the room. Ginny went over to the desk and opened the top drawer, grabbing what looked like at least fifty pieces of parchment, then she reached farther back and got all of the envelopes.
"Love letters?" I teased, even though the thought of Draco doing something "romantic" was enough to make me vomit.
"No." She laughed. "Just letters."
I started to fold up my clothes as neatly and compact as I could. Ginny began to organize the letters, putting each one in the proper envelope. I guess she was planning to take them with her. I noticed one envelope was slightly different colored and unopened. I was curious but I didn't want to say anything, we just go over the other fight, no need for another one.
"So, what's wrong with Ron?" Ginny asked, trying to find the envelope that went with the letter in her hand.
I walked over to her. "You can't laugh." I said.
"I promise." She said, reaching for an envelope that was at the corner of the bed, the matching one. I grabbed it and gave it to her. "Thanks."
"We kissed."
"What?" Ginny said, smiling. I knew she wanted to laugh. "When."
"Before I came back." I said, Crookshanks pounced on one of the letters, Ginny pulled it away and he went after another letter then started chewing on the envelope. I picked him up.
"Is that why he didn't look at you?" She laughed.
"You said you wouldn't laugh." I said as Crookshanks tried to struggle out my arms.
"Okay, I'm sorry. It' s just weird."
"Well, yeah, we've been friends almost six years."
"What are you going to do about it.?"
"Talk to him , hopefully." I said, walking over to my trunk, Crookshanks jumped down on my bed and after a minute right into the trunk I don't want to be the first to say something." I started to put my new school books in the trunk.
"Need some help packing?" Ginny asked.
"No, I'm alright." Crookshanks jumped out of the trunk and I put the rest of my books in. "What time is it." I asked.
Ginny looked at her watch. "Eight thirty."
By nine o'clock I had finished packing and Ginny finished sorting her letters. I felt tired so I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower and since I didn't want to stay up any longer, I put my hair up in a braid and decided to deal with it the next day. Even though I was in bed before ten, I didn't fall asleep until after twelve. I was going back to school tomorrow, everyone would see the new look, the new me. for the first time I could remember , I was actually thinking about what other people thought of me.
~*~
Hey everybody. You guys are AWESOME. I have over 40 reviews. I can honestly say I didn't expect that many and I didn't expect my story to do all that great. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy New year's. All those things I forgot to say at the end of the last chapter.
I'm almost finished typing up Chapter 12 (it's a long one, 1,552 words so far, I'm not done) and because of all that hectic after Christmas, After New Years stuff I probably won't update again until Monday or Tuesday. Our house is a mess, we had fourteen people staying on New Year's Eve and three more arrived on Christmas Day. My three-year old cousin gave eggnog to Cobain (my brother's dog, named after the guy in Nirvana) and then told us 'puppy puked' but won't tell us where. I need people for the Sorting, so if you wanna add yourself, e-mail me at starlitamber@yahoo.ca. I need a Sorting hat song too, if any of you can help me out with that, you'll get full credit of course.