A Sister's Wrath
It was the first time she had ever eaten alone. Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table, early Sunday morning. She hadn't slept well, she wasn't hungry, but it was all routine. Day after day she had come down here to eat and to talk with Ron. Day after day, except today.
She spooned the bowl of porridge before her. It was hot and it smelled delicious, but she didn't want it, she wanted her friend back, the person she talked to day after day. She looked up and glanced toward the entrance, nothing.
"Damn him." She muttered, getting to her feet and heading out of the Great Hall. "Get out of my way." She snarled as two students nearly collided with her, they jerked back and quickly got out of her sight.
She would take care of this. She would solve this problem. Sure it would be harder than Arithmancy and messier than Potions, but she intended to solve it. These things tended to fester if left alone for too long. She nodded to herself, heading for the marble staircase, and then she saw Harry. He was making a beeline for the doors and didn't seem to notice her.
He hadn't returned last night, she had waited for him in the common room, but he never came back. She hesitated for a brief moment and changed her course, heading after Harry.
"Hermione!" Someone shouted. Hermione turned and saw Ginny bearing down upon her.
"Damn." Hermione muttered, seeing the expression upon her face.
"We need to talk." Ginny said.
Hermione glanced at the disappearing figure of Harry. "I have something to do first. Can it hold for a moment?"
"Now." It was not a request.
Hermione nodded sharply and headed toward the classrooms. They were empty.
"What?" Hermione demanded impatiently.
Ginny rounded upon her. "What did you do to Ron?" She roared.
Hermione held her ground. "Nothing."
"Bullshit. He's a mess. Dean said he wouldn't come out of his bed and I went up there and all he did was keep repeating your name." Her eyes narrowed. "Now what did you do to him.? You two have had your fights, but this is worst. I haven't seen him like this, since, never."
Hermione sighed. "What did he tell you?"
"You had an argument. Nothing else." Ginny folded her arms across her chest and leaned against the professor's desk.
Hermione closed her eyes for a moment, suddenly feeling the sleepless night settling over her. She sighed and began to tell Ginny what had happened as they were waiting to see the healer. Hermione looked up to see Ginny frowning furiously. This wasn't going good, Hermione thought.
"Why Harry?" Ginny demanded. Hermione flinched, it sounded just like Ron.
"I don't know...he asked." Hermione said shrugging.
"That's it? He asked?" Ginny said, Hermione sighed. There was a tone in her voice.
"Yes. Friday, I was talking to him and he asked me if I wanted to go to Hogsmeade with him." Hermione said.
"You went on a date with Harry?" There it was again, an accusing tone, mixed with disbelief and a tad of jealousy.
"Yeah, I just told you."
Ginny was silent for a moment. "This is bad." She muttered. "This is far worst than him and Cho."
Hermione just starred. "Don't tell me..."
"Yes." Ginny said, standing straight, a bit of defiance in her stance.
"What about you and Dean?" Hermione sighed, already knowing the answer.
"There's nothing. We ended it a couple of days ago. There really was nothing much to begin with." Ginny said.
"Isn't this a grand mess." Hermione groaned sitting in one of the chairs.
"Well, there's only one way this can be sorted out. Dump Harry." Ginny said.
"What?"
"It's the only solution. That way everyone gets who they want." Ginny nodded to herself.
"Don't Harry and I get a voice in this?" Hermione shook her head, this was sounding a little to familiar. "You Weaselys! You all have very bad timing."
Ginny nodded once, her eyes narrowed and her stance that of someone on the verge of getting very angry. "Think about it." She said and walked out of the classroom.
"Bloody hell." Hermione muttered, rubbing her aching head.
It was the first time she had ever eaten alone. Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table, early Sunday morning. She hadn't slept well, she wasn't hungry, but it was all routine. Day after day she had come down here to eat and to talk with Ron. Day after day, except today.
She spooned the bowl of porridge before her. It was hot and it smelled delicious, but she didn't want it, she wanted her friend back, the person she talked to day after day. She looked up and glanced toward the entrance, nothing.
"Damn him." She muttered, getting to her feet and heading out of the Great Hall. "Get out of my way." She snarled as two students nearly collided with her, they jerked back and quickly got out of her sight.
She would take care of this. She would solve this problem. Sure it would be harder than Arithmancy and messier than Potions, but she intended to solve it. These things tended to fester if left alone for too long. She nodded to herself, heading for the marble staircase, and then she saw Harry. He was making a beeline for the doors and didn't seem to notice her.
He hadn't returned last night, she had waited for him in the common room, but he never came back. She hesitated for a brief moment and changed her course, heading after Harry.
"Hermione!" Someone shouted. Hermione turned and saw Ginny bearing down upon her.
"Damn." Hermione muttered, seeing the expression upon her face.
"We need to talk." Ginny said.
Hermione glanced at the disappearing figure of Harry. "I have something to do first. Can it hold for a moment?"
"Now." It was not a request.
Hermione nodded sharply and headed toward the classrooms. They were empty.
"What?" Hermione demanded impatiently.
Ginny rounded upon her. "What did you do to Ron?" She roared.
Hermione held her ground. "Nothing."
"Bullshit. He's a mess. Dean said he wouldn't come out of his bed and I went up there and all he did was keep repeating your name." Her eyes narrowed. "Now what did you do to him.? You two have had your fights, but this is worst. I haven't seen him like this, since, never."
Hermione sighed. "What did he tell you?"
"You had an argument. Nothing else." Ginny folded her arms across her chest and leaned against the professor's desk.
Hermione closed her eyes for a moment, suddenly feeling the sleepless night settling over her. She sighed and began to tell Ginny what had happened as they were waiting to see the healer. Hermione looked up to see Ginny frowning furiously. This wasn't going good, Hermione thought.
"Why Harry?" Ginny demanded. Hermione flinched, it sounded just like Ron.
"I don't know...he asked." Hermione said shrugging.
"That's it? He asked?" Ginny said, Hermione sighed. There was a tone in her voice.
"Yes. Friday, I was talking to him and he asked me if I wanted to go to Hogsmeade with him." Hermione said.
"You went on a date with Harry?" There it was again, an accusing tone, mixed with disbelief and a tad of jealousy.
"Yeah, I just told you."
Ginny was silent for a moment. "This is bad." She muttered. "This is far worst than him and Cho."
Hermione just starred. "Don't tell me..."
"Yes." Ginny said, standing straight, a bit of defiance in her stance.
"What about you and Dean?" Hermione sighed, already knowing the answer.
"There's nothing. We ended it a couple of days ago. There really was nothing much to begin with." Ginny said.
"Isn't this a grand mess." Hermione groaned sitting in one of the chairs.
"Well, there's only one way this can be sorted out. Dump Harry." Ginny said.
"What?"
"It's the only solution. That way everyone gets who they want." Ginny nodded to herself.
"Don't Harry and I get a voice in this?" Hermione shook her head, this was sounding a little to familiar. "You Weaselys! You all have very bad timing."
Ginny nodded once, her eyes narrowed and her stance that of someone on the verge of getting very angry. "Think about it." She said and walked out of the classroom.
"Bloody hell." Hermione muttered, rubbing her aching head.