Chapter: Memories

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Ginny and I walked down to breakfast together the next morning. She was babbiling about her feelings for Seamus and how she wants to hurt him. I acted like I was listening but I was thinking about the night before. Only half of the Great Hall was full. Griffyndors still had the majority.

"So what are you going to do this break?"

I quickly snapped back to reality. "Uh, I dunno actually."

"I bet you and Harry are going to snog the whole time."

Does she know about last night? I blushed. "Noooo!"

Ginny smiled as if trying to pull something out of me.

"What?"

"You and I both know that you want to snog Harry senselessly."

"You're off your rocker."

"Come on 'mione."

"I am not like that."

"Oh come one." Ginny moaned.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I know you are not that innocent."

I shook my head. "I do not want to snog Harry senselessly."

"But you still want to."

I blushed more.

"See I know you too well."

By this time we had found seats next to Harry and Ron.

"Morning sweetie." Harry beamed.

"Morning." I leaned over and kissed him quickly.

Ron pretended not to notice.

"So did your mom tell you why she wanted you back for Christmas." I asked Ron as I put a few pieces of bacon on my plate.

He watched my hand spoon some eggs next to it and answered, "Nothing important. Just misses us."

I nodded in agreement.

"What do you plan to do?"

I quickly glanced over at Ginny praying she wouldn't say anything. She noticed the look I gave her. Instead Harry just laughed and placed his arm around me.

"We are just going to hang around here. Probably go visit Hagrid. Been itchin; to visit him recently, maybe Hermione would like to come along."

"That sounds like fun. I also need to catch up on some homework that I have been to busy to do. Most of all relax. I seriously need to relax. And the best way to do that is to read. I have a stack of books I need to read. This break will give me the head start I need."

Harry, Ron and Ginny all rolled their eyes.

"What?"

"Do you really think you will get much reading done with a boyfriend like me around?" He raised his eyebrow.

"I am going to try." I smirked.

I looked into his emerald eyes that seemed to sparkle with a little something extra. He searched my eyes as I searched his. With out hesitation we had locked lips.

"Eww guys I was trying to eat here!"

I laughed out loud.

Harry combed his hair with his fingers.

Ginny glowed with happiness. "They are so cute together."

"Disgusting if you ask me, and they are my best friends."

Harry let out a small laugh.

"Leave the spooning until after I leave." His eyes avoided mine and his voice sounded shaky.

"Is there something wrong, Ron?"

"Nope, everything is perfectly fine. You guys have fun." He still avoided direct contact and gave a weak smile to us.

"We will, I hope you guys do as well." Harry looked at Ginny.

"Just another annoying family get together and mom crying over Percy again. Loads of fun." The sarcasm was thick in her voice.

I laughed nervously.

"Well we better go, the train should be leaving soon." Ginny pushed away her plate which she had not touched.

I got up and hugged Ron and then Ginny. Ron shrugged his shoulders and walked away. Ginny smiled and waved as she walked away.

"I think something is bothering Ron about us." I said as I waved back to Ginny.

"I wonder what?" Harry stopped waving. "He told me he was perfectly fine about us."

I shrugged. "Something is bugging him."

"I see what you mean." Harry looked at me.

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I decided that today was a good day to go study. I had loads of homework left to do. Harry was disappointed at first then understood. Madame Pinch, was the sign that sat on the desk of books. I knew her as Sue. She yawned as she alphabetized the large stack of books that were strewn across her large wooden desk.

"Good afternoon Sue."

"Oh, good afternoon Hermione. Staying here for holiday?"

I nodded. "Yup, Mum and Pop sent a letter saying they were too busy."

"Shame. Well I hope you enjoy yourself."

"Aren't you going home?"

"No my child. My husband has long since passed away and my children have families of their own."

She levitated a stack of books on to a tray. "No worries though. I enjoy my time here. I do not know what I would do without it."

"I know what you mean. I hope you have a nice holiday."

"You too." She gleamed.

I walked into the row of books. That's right I still have that book of spells in my bag. I almost forgot about it.

A large book with a faded blue colored cover seemed to call my name. I pulled it off the shelf and placed it under my arm. I walked over to a small table in the corner and placed the book on it. I pulled out a foot long piece of parchment and my quill. Ahh, this is what I needed after a stressful week.

I flipped through a few of the dusty pages and furiously scribbled onto the parchment. The corners of my mouth turned up into a smile as my hand sped from side to side. I was relieved to have finally finished the essay once my quill reached the bottom right corner. I hummed to myself as I rolled it back up and placed it into my bag. I flipped through the book a bit more. Now this is really interesting. Maybe I should take this back to read. The dust filled the air as I slammed the book shut. My ancient runes book was the next one I pulled out. I pulled another foot long piece of parchment. Here we go again…

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Harry looked at old photos of his parents. He had one of Sirus's old pictures of his father and Sirus when they were his own age. His father was laughing and Sirus was pretending to choke him. Both of them were good looking. Harry began to notice the similarities between himself and his father. The next picture was on of his mother dressed in a fancy gown. Her hair was pulled up and she looked very beautiful. Harry noticed that she was waving at the photographer as if trying to get him or her to go away. He also noticed her blushing and then she tried to cover herself by crossing her arms across her chest. She acts a lot like Hermione. He smiled.