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Now on with the story!!!!!!!!

Chapter 2:

Hermione arrived a few weeks later, happy, to no one's surprise." Ron!!" Hermione screamed as she climbed out of Mr. Weasley's car and made for Ron, open armed. "I am so happy to see you. Have you had a good summer so far? I have its been wonderful.."

"Hermione" Ron interrupted after a few minutes of uncontrollable blabbering coming from Hermione. "Your blabbering again. Oh by the way. I got a letter from Harry. He doesn't sound good at all. As a matter of fact he sounds rather dreadful. Dad isn't going to pick him up for another 3 weeks. That is going to be forever." A worried look spread across Ron's face and he stared down at the ground, wondering what might be happening to his best mate right now. Horribly he realized that he didn't really want to know. He didn't want to know what horrible things the Dursley's would be making him do.

"Ron?" Hermione said bringing Ron back to the present. He looked up at her and saw a painful look in her eyes. 'She must be feeling the same way' Ron thought to himself. "He'll be okay Ron, don't worry okay?" At this she hugged him tightly around his neck.

That was when he felt them....her. 'Hermione has a chest?' Ron thought as his face went Red. 'Of course she does idiot, she is a girl after all. Most girls do' 'I know, but not Hermione. Hermione is one of my best mates not a girl like all the rest of them' The argument continued in his head for a good few minutes.

Hermione pulled away and Ron couldn't help but look, and sure enough she had in fact grown a bit over the summer. He looked away quickly and hoped she hadn't noticed him looking. That would be dreadful.

"Ron, can I read Harry's letter?"

"Of course Hermione, although it isn't really a letter. More like a note." Ron said shrugging, and with that him and Hermione walked toward the house. "Wait here, I'll be right back." He ran up the stairs leaving Hermione sitting at the kitchen table. A few minutes later he emerged with letter in hand and handed it to Hermione. At once she opened it and began to read quietly.

Dear Ron,

Sorry I haven't written. I just haven't felt like it. I cant wait to get out of here. Well I'll see you when I get there. Tell Hermione I said Hi. I just don't feel like writing two letters. Talk to you Later.

Harry

"Wow, short letter." Hermione said after reading it a few times over.

"Yeah I know. I hope he's okay. He sounds really depressed." Ron said and no one spoke for awhile.

Finally Hermione spoke, "Um so how is work going? With your brothers and all.."

"Well.....its......different. Yes very different. I mean after all they are my boss's now and I have to listen to them. That is what's different." At this Ron paced back and forth across the kitchen floor. Only to stop moments later when he saw Hermione looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "Sorry, I just cant stop thinking about Harry and......his problems."

"I know Ron, but Harry is probably fine. You know how he is. He just gets in that loner stage and doesn't want to be messed with. He will be fine. Stop worrying so much will ya?"

"Yeah okay."

Mrs. Weasley walked into the kitchen and squealed when she saw Hermione. Gripping her in a death hug, "Oh Hermione!!! We have all missed you so much!!!! How are you dear?" Hermione made a gurgling sound.

"Mom let go of her, your squishing her to death."

Mrs. Weasley let go of Hermione and looked worriedly at the now panting girl. "Oh so sorry dear, are you alright?"

It was a moment before she could answer but then she got out a "Yes"

"Oh good. Oh and I have a surprise. Harry is coming next week instead of in a few weeks. Yes everyone seems to be worried about him and we all feel it would be better if He were surrounded by the people that love him."

Ron showed a sigh of relief and it felt like he must have been holding that in for a while now. "I have been worried sick about him. I do hope he is doing all right." Hermione said.

"Yes dear we all do. Well I am going to make dinner, Ron would you and Hermione set the table please?"

"Yes mum" and with that everyone got to work. The Twins came and ate with them that night and it was nice to have them back at the house. They had a little flat in the upstairs of there shop ,that they slept in. They rarely had time to come home except to drop Ron off. But even then they hardly ever came inside.

An hour later or so, they all sat around the table and talked merrily about all that was going on with them.

"So Hermione, I hear you father got a new coputor." Mr. Weasley said, clearly interested to talk about this new muggle device.

It took a minute for it to sink in but then she realized what he was saying. "Oh, you must mean the computer. Yes it is very interesting. I love it. Tell you what, next time we go to my house. I will show you how it works."

At this Mr. Weasley's face lit up like a child's on Christmas morning. "Really? That would be very nice. Very nice indeed. What about that..."

"Now Arthur, leave the girl alone about those devices and such. She just got here a few hours ago. I am sure she doesn't want to discuss electronics." Mrs. Weasley said but stretching out the electronics a bit to long.

They talked about The ministry for a while and then a brief talk about the boys joke shop were they were warned to be careful and not hurt anyone. "Now mum we would never hurt anyone" Fred said.

"Intentionally anyway." George mumbled smiling as he got a stern look from there mum. "Well we must be going."

"Indeed brother we must." Fred said to his brother. They took turns kissing there mother on the cheek and apparated out of the house with a quick good-bye.

After Everyone was finished eating Mrs. Weasley shooed everyone off to bed. Ginny whined a bit but finally went. She and Hermione were sharing a room and Ron had his own.

As Ron lay in his bed that night, he wondered just what his best mate was doing right now.