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Hermione was hanging around waiting for Ron and Harry who she'd arranged on meeting with before they caught their train to hogwarts that left half an hour later. She pulled her sleeve back and looked at her playboy watch that was delivered to her door last valentine's day by some person she still hadn't identified. It read 8:45am. They had half an hour to arrive before the train left the station at 9:15am – plenty of time yet. She carried on examining her watch, the silver shimmering as she moved her arm around under the early morning sun. The big hand had reached 12 now. Harry and Ron had only 15 minutes left. She then began pacing up and down in the train station sighing every few minutes. Until finally:
"Hermione, over here!" she looked up and opposite her was Ron with his bright red face and next to him was Harry who looked a little different from the last time she had seen him. She looked him up and down and noticed he'd grown and his face looked more manly, and when she looked into his eyes and noticed an unexplained sparkle that wasn't usually there. As they neared her she snapped out of her day dream and suddenly looked a little flustered and embarrassed that she was thinking about her best friend in that way. Hermione then watched them both walk the rest of the way over to her and gave them both a hug, making Harry's longer of course.
"So what did you guys get up to in the Summer holidays?" she asked curiously.
"Well my mum invited Harry to come and live with us and he said yes and well that was about it really, we all went to Bournemouth, Blackpool and Western Super Mare for like 3 days each . It was sorta fun!" said Ron giving Harry a big grin.
"Oh well, I'm glad you had fun. I went away to Spain with my parents for 3 weeks – all of that sun, sea and sand, it was great! My mother said that we are going somewhere else during the next holiday but she wouldn't tell me because it was a surprise. I hate surprises though! Oh no it's 10 past we better get a move on and now before the barrier closes!"
They all made their way over to the barrier and ran through it, Hermione first then Harry and Ron together. The door man was already closing the doors. He turned around just in time to see the three of them running across the platform.
"Hurry up," he croaked, "it's just about to leave!" They each climbed aboard the train and instantly found a compartment that was empty. Hermione sat down right next to the window and dumped her bag on the chair opposite. Ron moved it and put it next to her, she gave him a confused look. Ron who noticed this quickly said:
"I'm feeling a little stuffy, maybe some fresh air will help."
Hermione agreed and asked him if she could get him anything.
"No I'm fine ta." He then looked at Harry who was sat down next to him, "You Ok Harry? You seem a little quiet,"
"I'm ok Ron. I have a headache coming on I think." He answered.
Hermione rushed over to him and out her hand on his forehead,
"Your temperature is a little high come to think of it Harry,"
Harry moved his head away from her hand but Hermione had got a Paracetamol out of her bag. "Take this, you should feel a little better soon."
Harry took the tablet from her hid it in his pocket – he didn't really have a headache, he was just making up an excuse for not talking too much. He looked at Hermione, she was staring absent-mindedly out of the windows, watching fields go by.
If only she knew, he thought to himself. He then nudged Ron and beckoned him over to the corridor outside. Ron obediently walked towards the door…
"Where are you off to?" Hermione jerked her head away from the window,
"Just need to stretch my legs a bit," lied Harry. He didn't really like lying to her as she had been there for him through the whole of Hogwarts but he just couldn't bring himself to tell her, he didn't want to see her reaction, he didn't want to lose her as a mate but surely she would understand. No, he would tell her when he felt ready to.
He and Ron walked out of the compartment and out of view of the windows.
"What's the matter Harry? You have been really quiet, you are going to make Hermione suspect something is going on soon!" said Ron, in a rush, as though he's been dying to say it for ages.
"Something is going on though isn't it Ron?"
"Well yeah but –"
"But we're going to have to tell her sooner or later, she's our mate, she sorta has the right to know!" Harry argued
"Well fine, go and tell her, upset her, do whatever, just come and tell me when you have done it!" He said back, trying to be calm.
"No, we'll tell her another time, it's not the right place. Anyway she seems quite happy. What she doesn't know won't hurt her." Said Harry.
"Well, if you are sure." Said Ron, who wasn't in the mood for arguing with him. Then, with that, they started walking back to their compartment, Ron slid the door back and as they were walking through the train gave a huge jolt and they flew into the window opposite.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" shouted Ron
But the train didn't stop there it kept giving more jolts and was swaying more violently and before Harry, Hermione and Ron knew it, they were each in a tangle on the floor.
"Oh no, my heads bleeding," screamed Hermione desperately trying to get to her feet but failing
"What's happenen – " but Harry got cut short as the train gave yet another big jolt and he got threw up against the window, Harry's body hit the floor suddenly and lay motionless.