Yay, its another chapter! (And there was much rejoice!) This is a Hermione chapter, but it's not like the last one. A little bit less angst. The angst isn't over though...not even close. I'll make sure to add some more angst in chapter six. This chapter contains my favorite Harry Potter pair. See if you can spot them out. The winner will get an invisible tasteless cookie mailed to them in an invisible envelope.

-Chapter Four-

When Hermione came to she saw a huge group of red blobs floating just above her head, with one black blob standing out.

"She's come to," One of the blobs called out to her, right before turning into Mr. Weasley.

"What?" Hermione called, but was quickly hushed by the Mrs. Weasley shaped blob.

"Okay everyone, back off." Ron called his form wasn't blurry. Her vision had finally come back, and it was just as good as before.

Everybody, who turned out to be the whole clan of Weasleys, plus Harry, backed away from her. Everyone that is, except for Ron. He had to be dragged off by Ginny.

"Everyone into the car!" Mr. Weasley said to get the crowd away from the poor girl lying on his kitchen floor.

"We'll be out shortly." Mrs. Weasley called back to him as her family, plus Harry, shuffled outside.

After they all left her she looked at Mrs. Weasley with a confused look on her face. "Why am I on the floor?" She questioned the woman applying an icepack to her head.

"I didn't see it myself, but judging my all the commotion she took a nasty fall. One moment you were fine, joking around with the Ron, the next you started spinning around and hit the ground. You were out for almost half-an-hour; we were debating taking you to St. Mungo's. Lucky, you come to just in time."

Hermione touched the place where the icepack was placed on her head, and felt a cold nasty bump popping out of her head.

"I can give you a charm to erase that." Mrs. Weasley smiled helpfully.

"Would you?"

"It would be my pleasure. I've had to use it quite a bit with this lot."

Hermione gave her a half-smile and sat up so that her bump could be reached easier.

"Removet dolor." Mrs. Weasley muttered while gently touching the bump on the top of Hermione's head.

"That might be in good use to me." Hermione mumbled to herself, thankful that her healer didn't hear her, or at least didn't think about it.

"Better head out to the car." Mrs. Weasley helped her up and steadied her as they walked to the car.

When they arrived outside she saw Harry, Mr. Weasley, Ron, and Ginny sitting in the car waiting for the two of them.

"Where's everyone else?" Hermione asked, forgetting a certain privilege that of-age wizards had.

"They all apperated to the station." Ron informed her as the climbed into the back of the car and seated herself between the two youngest Weasleys.

"Oh, I guess I must have forgotten about that." She gave him a weak smile and buckled herself into the seat.

They arrived at the station a little early, giving them enough time to run through the barrier, and maybe even have a compartment to themselves.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley bid the Golden Trio farewell, and went over to meet the boy that was claming to be Ginny's boyfriend. The other six Weasley's were already over there 'talking' to him. Judging my Ginny's face, it wasn't a pleasant topic.

"Come on," Ron grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him onto the train, completely ignoring Hermione. "I want to get to the last compartment before someone else does."

"I'm just going to be a minute." Hermione informed them, and she turned around and looked around for somebody.

"Like Malfoy." Harry replied obviously not hearing Hermione's comment, and they both shuttered.

"Did you hear me?" She called to them while they were now heading towards the train.

"You know, I had almost forgotten about him. You just had to bring him up..." That was the last Hermione heard them say before they boarded the train.

"Wait up!" She called to the two of them, but they didn't even look back. "Just like a boy." She mumbled to herself while trying to carry her suitcase, which seemed to gain an extra twenty pounds.

She struggled to pull it up to the train, without any help being offered. "I'm not the type of girl that has a knight in shinning armor watching over me." She bit her lip and sighed to herself.

"Talking to yourself Mudblood? I knew you'd crack soon enough." A snobbish voice was heard coming from the opposite side of Hermione.

"Go get a life Draco." She rolled her eyes at the pest standing next to her.

"I have one, thank you. And I've very grateful that it had very little to do with you, Potty, or that family of weasels." His lips went dangerously thin, as if they were about to disappear right off of his face. And could his hair fit anymore gel in it?

"As am I." She replied coolly.

"Could you move, you're blocking my way." He glared his eyes at her and folded his arms around his waist.

"I would, but I seem to have a problem getting my suitcase up, so you'll have to wait a second."

"Here, let me help you." He grabbed her suitcase and threw it off behind him.

"Malfoy, you arse!" She yelled at him while running to her belongings. He, of course, chose not to respond to that comment and entered the train.

A short while later Ron exited and walked over to Hermione with his suitcase.

"Couldn't get a compartment?" She asked him, still trying to drag the heavy suitcase.

"No, we got one. This is just your suitcase, and I was returning it to you." He put it down next to her, took his, and boarded the train again.

It seemed like he was running away from her. "Probably still annoyed of me for this morning." She reached down and was almost pleased that it wasn't nearly as heavy as the one that turned out to belong to Ron.

It wasn't long before Hermione walked to the back of the train. She tried to open the compartment door, but it was locked for some odd reason. She knocked quietly on the door, but there was no response so she knocked a bit louder.

"Come on guys, it's me, Hermione. Let me in." There was still no response coming from inside the compartment. She couldn't even hear anyone or anything moving inside.

"Can you at least take my suitcase, I have to get Crookshanks." There was still no response, so she reluctantly went off to find another compartment.

Stopping at the only empty one in the whole train, she entered and put her suitcase down. Hermione turned to leave and bumped into Neville in the hallway. "Hey!" She called to him.

"Hermione," He called back, happy to see her, "How was your summer."

"Not at all what I wanted it to be." She shrugged.

"I know the feeling. Um, can I come into your compartment?" He asked her, a little embarrassed. His face was turning a slight red in complexion.

"Yeah, sure." She smiled at him, "But can you watch my bag? I have to get my cat."

Neville nodded and she ran off the train and took her cat from the arms of Mrs. Weasley.

"Thanks for holding him." They hugged and said their last 'good-byes' before Hermione had to go back to the train.

She took the long way to her compartment and tried to get into the back one, where she once more failed in doing so. Her shoulders hung in defeat she walked back to the compartment shared with Neville. It now possessed four other bodies. Judging by the lack of suitcases they held, only one of the four intendeds to stay.

"Hi." Hermione called out, a little confused by the people sitting in her quiet compartment.

"Hey!" Ginny waved at her. "I came by to check on you. Neville said you'd be back soon." Seeing Hermione stare at the other three people she decided to explain the presence of them. "I brought Dean with me while I looked for you, and Seamus followed me. Luna was here when I got here."

"I invited her in," Neville grinned sheepishly, "Do you mind?"

Hermione shook her head and told Ginny she was fine so that the additional bodies would leave the compartment and give her breathing room.

After they left Hermione turned and smiled at the newest member of the compartment. "How was your summer Luna?"

Sighing dreamily, Luna nodded in response to Hermione's question.

Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked at Neville, hoping her knew what she was talking about.

Neville though, didn't take the hint and went on to tell Hermione about his summer. He had no problem sharing the affairs of his parents with her, because she's already seen. He assumed it didn't affect their relationship.

Hermione sat up attentively as Neville explained the problem that his dad was facing at St. Mungo's. "He used to be an auror, as you know. Anyway, he just started attacking the Healers. For no reason at all. They suppose he thinks they're Death Eaters. He might be remembering the night that he was attacked."

Hermione bit her lip and looked at him in pity. "I'm so sorry Neville. How's your mum?"

Neville shrugged, "Not much to say. She's basically the same as the last time you saw her."

Hermione moved her gaze from his face down to his hand and saw that it was linked in with another one. She squinted her eyes to get a better look and asked, "Are you two?"

Before she could finished Neville grinned and nodded. "Yeah, we got together at the beginning of summer. Gran heard me talking about her a lot and invited her to stay for an afternoon. Gran informed Luna that I had a crush on her, which needless to say, embarrassed me. But it turns out Luna liked me too. So we did a lot of visiting over the summer."

"Well, congratulations!" Hermione smiled at them, although a little jealous. She quickly covered it up inside and left them alone to themselves while she read a book for the rest of the trip.

As you all may have figured, a Ron chapter is up next. I can wait to write that one. Just try to guess what was up with him ignoring Hermione. You'll probably not guess it, but if for some strange reason you do, I'll make sure to inform you by the time that I post chapter five.