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Chapter 3: Calm Before the Storm

Hermione woke up to the darkness of her own four-poster. She sat up groggily looking for the ends of the curtains. When she opened the curtain the sun shone through brightly causing her to squint her eyes...

"What the bloody hell is the time?" She crankily asked the other girls in her dorm. When no answer came she figured they had all gone down to breakfast, "Bloody well figures they wouldn't wake me, selfish little witches." She laughed at her own little joke.

Hermione flung her legs over the edge of bed starting to get up she heard a sound from the floor. Looking down she saw Ron sleeping peacefully on the hard stone floor. She smiled at his innocence. He began to stir, he then rolled over and put his arms around her feet, Hermione immediately fell to the ground next to him. The thud woke up...

"What...what's going on? Hermione are you alright?" He sat up and looked for Hermione in her bed to find her missing.

"I'm down here." She whispered.

He looked down, "Why are you whispering?" He whispered back.

"Because...I'm not up for much talking." She covered her naked body with Ron's blanket.

"Alright...What time is it?" He asked trying to make better conversation.

"Morning." She answered simply.

"Ok 'Mione, how about you get dressed and we go down to breakfast?"

"That's fine." She got up with the blanket wrapped around her. She noticed Ron was wearing just his boxers, "Ever hear of clothes Ron?" She said before shutting the washroom door.

"What...hey...oh forget it." He got up put his clothes on, then sat on Hermione's bed waiting for her to finish.

Ten minutes later she approached from the washroom, dressed, "Ready?" She asked walking to the door.

Ron got up to follow her, "Are you going to be alright Hermione?"

"Lets not talk about it." She stated with finality in her voice, "One thing," She put her hand on his chest to stop him, "Don't tell Harry."

"He's going to know something is up Hermione." Ron argued.

"I don't care." She walked down the steps to the common room.

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"Morning Ron! Where were you last night?" Harry greeted cheerfully while stuffing toast in his mouth.

"Oh I was...in the library." He lied.

"Good one." Hermione whispered.

"Hey 'Mione, what happened to you last night? How are you?" Harry asked sadly.

She stared at him for a moment then returned to filling her plate.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked pushing further for an answer.

She stared at him again.

"Ron, do you know what happened?" Harry asked getting worried.

"Uh...nooooo I don't know, Hermione are you mad at Harry or something?" Ron stared at her expectedly.

Hermione switched glances from Ron to Harry, "I'm fine." She returned to her plate.

Harry backed off from the tone in her voice.

Hermione showed for each of her classes, though she was not herself. She decided she was better off sitting by her lonesome in the back of the class. She never raised her hand once, and for Transfiguration...she didn't have her assignment.

After classes Hermione went to her room hoping not to return.

Harry and Ron were walking to dinner later in the evening...Harry decided to interrogate Ron...

"How was your day Ron?" Harry asked nonchalantly.

"You know how it was...you were there." Ron answered knowing what he was trying to get at.

"Want to tell me what's wrong with Hermione?" He stopped.

"Why do you have to know?" Ron stopped as well.

"So you DO know!" Harry jumped up.

"It's nothing to get excited about." He glared, starting to get angry.

"Don't get angry Ron...I know it's not something to be happy about...it's horrible." Harry hung his head low.

"How could you possibly know?" Ron yelled.

"Listen Ron, you cannot get angry." Harry said calmly.

"Hermione's parents are dead Harry! I'm the only one that is supposed to know! How did you know?" Ron pushed him against the wall.

"Dumbledore told me a few days ago..." Harry started.

"That's not possible this happened last night...not a few nights ago...explain, now!" Ron tightened his grip.

"Ron they didn't die in a car accident, they died at the hands of Voldemort, he's been after them for weeks, I wasn't allowed to tell anyone, not even Hermione, and it was horrible keeping all this information to myself!" Harry spat quickly.

"VOLDEMORT!" Ron screamed for the first time ever, "That is who killed them...you have to tell Hermione, she is going to hate you for not telling her, for not protecting them, for not letting her protect them!" Ron shouted angrily.

"No Ron! She cannot know! It's better if she doesn't!" Harry grabbed Ron now.

"But...she needs to know."

"She will know...just not now...it's too dangerous! You love her right?"

Ron gulped, "Yea." He nodded.

"This will protect her Ron, trust me." Harry looked in his eyes.

"Of course Harry, I trust you. Let's go to dinner."

Ron and Harry ate dinner then returned to the common room. Nothing interesting happened this night. Ron and Harry took their places on the couch...it was cold without Hermione, "I'm going to bed Harry."

"It's cold without Hermione." Harry followed Ron up to their dorm.

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