Sorry everyone. I gave the last chapter the wrong name, I think. Anyhow, here goes another chapter....
Diagon Alley
(Hermoines Perspective)
I just got off the train and I was tired and uncomfortable. We had arrived around ten at night when it was pitch black outside. I didn't understand why my parents wouldn't use the Floo network. It was so easy to use. Anyhow I couldn't complain because in two days I would once again be in the wizarding world, accompanied by non other than my parents! Then a few days later the Weasleys and Harry were going to come and join us.
My parents had been in Diagon Alley before, but they had never been there for longer than a couple of hours at a time. We were staying at lovely place that could only be compared to a 'bed and breakfast' in the muggle world. The hostess's name was Madame Haven. I have never talked to her in person, but she sounded like a lovely lady when I confirmed that we would be staying with her for a few days.
I piled all of my dirty clothes from France on my hamper. I knew that I would have to wash them later, but I felt so lazy. Instead I fell onto my bed and slept until the next afternoon.
I awoke listening to my mother, trying to be helpful. She was taking all my dirty clothes down stairs. "Thanks mum." I mumbled.
I couldn't go back to sleep so I got up and went to the bathroom. 'Yuck!' I hadn't washed my face or brushed my teeth the night before. My face looked as if it was going to break out at any moment and I had a horrid smell seeping out of my mouth. Oh how my parents would be so disappointed if they knew. They were dentists in the muggle world after all. I looked down and my legs were hairy and I'm sure people could smell me for miles. It was then I decided to take a shower.
After I had cleaned myself up I decided to start packing....
We had arrived, through the Leaky Cauldron of course. I must admit, I sure am glad that we're not staying there, even though I knew that the Weasleys and Harry were. We arrived at Madame Havens' just in time for afternoon tea. We ate our biscuits and drank our tea while politely talking to the woman. She was just as lovely as I had expected. She was a plump lady who always wore a rosy grin. We talked for a long time before we turned in.
The following day we walked around the shopping area of the alley. There were so many things that my parents were interested in. My parents were particularly interested in the 'teeth whitening' lollipops in the sweets store. Unfortunately they weren't as thrilled in the Weasley twins' joke shop. Fred and George had created a fortune, selling silly ideas that actually worked!
We finally found ourselves at Gringotts, the wizarding bank. Here my parents traded muggle money for wizarding money. I could now buy all my school necessities. My parents had decided to buy me a present for my birthday and another for making Head Girl. I decided that I wanted an owl (since Crookshank could hardly deliver letters) and a charm bracelet. In the wizarding world the charms could move! I was delighted when we returned to Madame Havens' that evening.
The next day I would see my two best friends in the world. To control my excitement I snuggled into my bed and buried myself in a completely egotistical book called The Beauty of Your Face...EXPOSED by Wilma Ferdinand.
(Rons' Perspective)
Harry and I were sitting on the counters at George and Freds' joke shop, where we're supposed to meet Hermoine. I have been anxious to see her all summer. I missed her. I know Harry does too, but not the same way. I had been thinking that I was only missing my friend when we parted, but just last night Harry told me of an unexpected reality.
(Just last night)
"I can't wait to see Hermoine." I said just after we had arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.
"I know you can't." Harry replied.
I was shocked by this remark. "What do you mean by 'I know you can't." don't you miss her too?"
"Well of course I miss her, but not the same way as you do." He said calmly.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I replied in confusion.
"Ron...have you truly not figured this out yet?" When I shook my head Harry continued. "Ron you have feelings for Herm- "
I cut him off at this in a slightly high pitched voice, "What?" I glared at Harry for an explanation.
"Just hear me out Ron, then you can yell at me all you want."
"Ok." I agreed.
"Ever since the fourth year you have always been interested in Hermoines' love life and affections."
"What? Where are you get-" I blurted out. Harry silenced me when he kicked me in the shins.
"It's true. You were jealous of Krum during the fourth year and even fifth year when she was writing to him. Then last year you would always sit next to her in classes and at meals. Not only that but you and her got into hardly any arguments last year. And...and you let her fly your broom, and took your own notes in History of Magic, and even read Hogwarts, A History....Yeah don't think I didn't see you reading that, disguised as a Transfiguration book...ha! Oh yeah, your mom told me that you wanted to learn to knit this summer. Knit hats that is."
I was starring at Harry with my mouth open. I had done all those things. Why had I not told Harry about Hogwarts, A History or the knitting? I wasn't ashamed. Could it be true that I, Ronald Weasly, have feelings for 'know-it-all' Hermione Granger? I thought about this all evening. That night I had a nightmare that night I kissed Hermione. Or was it a nightmare?
(Present, Rons' Perspective)
The moment she walked through the door I jumped off the counter and gave my best friend a hug. I had no thought about the conversation the previous night.
Later that night we were all eating dinner at the Leaky Cauldron. Dad was sitting at the end of the table excitedly talking to Hermoines' parents, while Mum, Ginny, Fred and George discussed the joke shop. That left me, Harry and Hermione to talk among ourselves. Harry and Hermione carried the conversation.
"How was your summer?"
"You know how the Dursleys are. What about you?" By this time I had started thinking again about the previous night. Hermoine had really pretty eye and lips. Her hair might have been bushy but her body well built, like an athletes, which surprised Ron. I tuned in to the conversation only when the biggest prat in the world was mentioned.
"France was beautiful, that is until I met our new Head Boy. Draco Malfoy!"
HEY YALL I DON'T USUALLY LIKE CRITISISM BUT I WOULD LOVE IT IF YALL WOULD GIVE ME SOME ADVICE, THAT IS IF YOU THINK I NEED IT, WHICH I THINK I DO? SO DO YOU LIKE IT....?
