Hermione & Ron still screaming at each other as Harry grudgingly got up from the table and went to join them.

"Harry!" Ron began at him.

"Wait Ron. Just listen to me for a second." and to Harry's great surprise, they both stopped talking. "I've been a little upset this summer, and I know you have been too. You both knew Sirius almost as well as I did. But Ron, it was like having my father die again. You and Hermione are my best friends, but it just so happens that girls are naturally better at dealing with emotions." Ron tried to interject but Harry stifled him. "You know they are. And I've been really upset and so Hermione invited me over here to get me away from the Dursleys who weren't being very sympathetic. And since I've been here WHICH has only been a few days, I promise, I've gotten over a lot of stuff. Things which would have been harder to deal with if I would have been trying to be big and strong in front of you."

"Harry." said Ron. "You don't have to be big and strong in front of me. Remember last year when my dad almost died? I didn't try to be big about it, you could tell that I was terrified. But, I guess I can understand how Mio can be a bit better about these sort of things."

"So, are you still mad?" asked Hermione, timidly though Harry was quite sure that she was prepared to go another round.

"I guess not." he said, and looked around at them, smiling.

"I'll go ask Mum & Dad if you can stay. That is, if your fine with it Harry?"

"Yeah. Cool. What's say we have breakfast?" suggested Harry.

So Ron & Harry went into the kitchen to eat, as Hermione cleared it over with her parents.

"Where is he going to stay?" asked Mr. Granger. "We only have one guest bedroom."

"I'm sure he'll be fine with the couch. Or he could sleep on the floor in"

"Don't even say it!"

"HARRY's room, dad. Honestly."

The trio entertained themselves the rest of the day by browsing the "Weasley Wizard Wheeze's catalog" and several games of exploding snap as the Hermione's parents watched in amusement. Around 11, Mrs. Granger thought it a good idea for everyone to get some rest, so Ron retired to the couch, and Harry & Hermione "TO YOUR RESPECTIVE ROOMS" as Mr. Granger had added.

Once again Hermione's alarm went off and she went downstairs quietly. To her surprise Harry was already sitting at the table.

"You're up very early." she said to him.

"Couldn't sleep well. But so are you."

"I didn't want my dad taking you or Ron on another trip."

They laughed, but Harry was staring at the table.

"What is it?" asked Hermione.

"Oh. Nothing. I guess I feel sort of guilty for being here all this time without Ron. But on the other hand, I am glad he wasn't here in the beginning."

"I know what you mean. But I think he's okay with it, now."

Then Harry looked up at her very oddly. "Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Sure."

Very quietly, they tiptoed out the front door. Then started off in a different direction than they had previously traveled.

"I've had a really good time here, Mio. And I really want to thank you again. It meant a lot to have someone to talk everything over with."

She replied with the cliched "What are friends for?"

"I really miss him."

"I know. But it's going to be All right, Harry. It really is."

"I know." and with that, he reached down and grabbed his best friend of five years hand.

She had thought about it. What it would be like if Harry made some sort of move to suggest that he felt the same way as she. In her dreams she would always make some hugely romantic gesture, or ask him a sappy question about how long he'd known. But just now, all she did was smile at him. That is, until her dad came running in between them, breaking their handhold.

The End!

A/N: Thanks very much to everyone who reviewed! And I'm sorry TeenTypist that it probably didn't end as you would have liked (Ron/Mio shipper as you are.) but that felt right to me, and what can I say? I'm a sucker for a happy ending.