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Chapter 7:

Ron woke that morning to find a weight bearing down on him. He opened his eyes and realized that he wasn't in his room but in the living room. He looked down at his watch. 6:52am. How he had woken this early he didn't know, but he had so he might as well get up. He lifted his head and looked down at the peacefully sleeping Hermione, laying on his chest. He thought back to last night and a smile spread across his face. He thought back to the feeling of ecstasy that went through him as they kissed. Then he asked her out and she said yes. That was so wonderful.

He gently shook Hermione awake and she bolt up, eyes wide, looking around. "Oh my gosh I fell asleep! Ron what time is it?"

Ron only smiled at the nervous girl sitting on top of him. "It's okay Mione, its only 6:52. No one is up yet." She seemed to breath after that. It looked to Ron as if she had been holding it for a while.

She lay her head against Ron's chest again and looked up at the ceiling. "Was all that a dream last night Ron? or was it real?"

At these questions he had to laugh. "Mione do you seriously think you would be laying on top of me on the living room couch if it was a dream?" He smiled at her and she smiled back up at him and shook her head. They lay there in silence for a while looking at the ceiling, Not really knowing what to say. Ron, all the while, gently smoothed Hermione's hair. Finally they decided to get up and go get dressed. They went there separate ways after a brief kiss at Ginny's bedroom door.

An hour or so later everyone sat at the kitchen table waiting for the food to be ready. When everyone was sitting, two loud pops appeared beside Ron and in the place came Fred and George Weasley. Mrs. Weasley smiled at her twin sons, "Boys your just in time for breakfast. Won't you join us?"

Fred and George kissed there mothers cheeks and sat down. Fred added as he sat, "We would never miss an opportunity to eat your fine cooking mum."

George shook his head, "Nope never, of course we'd never miss an opportunity to prank someone either" One stern look from Mrs. Weasley and he tried to save himself. "but we'd much rather eat your fine cooking." Mrs. Weasley didn't buy it but didn't push the matter any further either.

"So Harry how are you doing?" Fred asked Harry after a few minutes of silence. He received a swift kick in the shin by Hermione who currently sat across from him. "Oww!! Whatcha do that for? All I was doing was asking.. OWww!!" He yelped again after getting another kick. He decided not to talk anymore after that to Harry about anything at breakfast. He felt it would be safer for his shins that way.

After breakfast was over a very stressful Harry told everyone he was going for a walk and went upstairs to grab his jacket before leaving. No one thought anything of it because he did it all the time. Except Hermione. She watched him walk out the door and watched the door for a short while longer after he left. Then suddenly she turned to Fred. "May I have a word with you outside? A private word?"

Fred looked at her for a minute. "Your not going to kick me again are you?" She shook her head no so he got up and followed her out.

Once outside Hermione looked at him for a moment, which just accomplished making him feel uncomfortable. "Umm.. Hermione... You brought me out here to talk right? I mean we could do other things, but Ron likes you and... oh Hermione don't cry please. I didn't mean it really. I do like you, but I'm going with a girl already...Please don't cry.." Hermione had started to cry and couldn't seem to stop.

Hermione shook her head." No...It's not that Fred."

Fred seemed to breath with relief and then realized that even if he didn't cause it, he still had a crying Hermione in front of him. "Well what is it then Mione? Did Ron do something to you? He didn't.. I swear I'll kill him if he tried to..." Fred said. He always thought of her as another little sister and would definitely protect her, even from his brother.

But again Hermione shook her head no. "It's Harry... I think Harry is doing drugs. Please Fred you have to help him. That is what he does every time he leaves, I saw him one night but I don't think he knows I know. Please Fred.. your his only hope."

Fred looked up and didn't like this one bit. He knew he would have to find Harry and stop him. He had to help him because Harry was like a part of his family and when a part of your family is in trouble you have to help them, no matter what. "Hermione I want you to fix yourself up, go inside and tell dad what's going on. Tell him to look for sparks in the sky. When he see's them tell him to come to me because I don't know how Harry will act when I confront him on this. Okay?" she nodded. " Oh and Mione.. don't tell anyone else. They'll find out in due time."

Fred knew where Harry would go, because there was only one place he could go to do drugs and Harry being as clever as he was, was bound to find it. So Fred headed for the abandoned house in the woods way beyond his parents property. But all the while he was still scared of what he would find there.