Letters
"Alright" he said and got up. "What happened?"
"When?" she asked but she knew what he was talking about.
"Last night. Why you were crying?" he seemed to be worried.
"Oh no reason," she lied. She couldn't tell the truth.
"You are lieing," he said simply. He knew her that well and he understood when she was lying.
"I don't have to tell you" she said and turned back on him. Harry didn't give up. He took her hand and turned her around. "Who is he?"
"Harry, you're hurting me, let me go. And what are you talking about?"
He didn't let her go but didn't hold her that tight. "Who is he?" he asked again.
Hermione freed herself from him. "What are you talking, Harry?"
"You cried because of someone. And I want to know who that someone is." He didn't want to admit this but he was jealous.
"You're imaginary this Harry."
"You were hurt and you were crying and I want to know who he is so I could kill him for costing you so much pain. It was Krum, right?"
Hermione couldn't believe what she just heard. She looked at Harry while he was yelling and she just slapped him.
This brought Harry back to realty. "I'm so sorry. Hermione. I don't know why I said stuff like that."
"You should be sorry," she said angrily.
"Don't be mad at me Herm." She liked when he called her like that. It sounded so sweet when he called her like that. But now she was mad at him. "I don't want anyone to hurt you."
She looked down. That someone is you, Harry! I cried because of you… "I'm sorry too" she said still looking down. "For slapping you. I had no right to do that"
"Of course you had. I completely deserved that." He looked down and felt sorry for yelling at her. What's wrong with me? She's just Hermione… I guess I just want to protect her…
Hermione looked up into his eyes. She couldn't be mad at him anymore. "So we're friends again?" she asked him and Harry smiled.
"Friends." He said looking at her. "So where's the kitchen?"
"Oh yea, that way." She said and walked out of her room. Harry followed her.
Harry got back to Dursley's in afternoon. "Where were you at the night, boy?"
"None of your business." Said Harry angrily to his oncle Vernon, who was standing in front of him, stopping Harry, so he couldn't go to his room.
"This IS my business as long as you live here-"
"Boring." Said Harry without letting him finish what he said.
"And it IS my business if these freekin birds flew around this house all night, tapping on every window in this house."
"Still, don't care" said Harry and went into his room.
He found many letters from his room. One was from Ron.
Dear Harry,
Where have you been man? They saw them again! The ones you met last year. And why you don't write back? Mom is so worried about you.
Ron.
Another letter was from Dumbledore.
Dear Harry,
How have you been? I must admit that it had been long summer. Lot of things to do, because of the war.
Speaking of it, have you heard the last news? Very bad news! People have been missing again. And last person who just disappear, was lost in front of your house.
Things are bad, Harry. I'm sorry to say this Harry, but you must come back to Hogwarts earlier then the others.
That's the only way I can be sure that nothing has happened to you and that you keep away from problems.
Here is your ticket. Tomorrow afternoon Tonks comes and sends you to station with Moody and the others.
Harry felt like his heart wasn't beating anymore. He had to leave. What about Hermione? I had to meet her tonight. When he started to write a letter to her, he heard a 'pop' and when he turned around he saw Tonks there.
Right now she had black hair, black clothes and even her nails were black. Her ears were pierced and her nose was pierced too. Harry didn't ant to know what else was pierced. "What do you think?" she asked him and then she saw that he hasn't packed his stuff. "Harry, we must leave now."
"Any minute now" he just had to write her.
"We don't have time for that" she said and took the letter away. Harry just glared her angrily.
Tonks took her wand and wiped with it. All Harry's stuff packed them self. "Let's go now. Since you can't disappear or appear then we have to use the front door to go out, where the others are waiting.
When they reached to the door uncle Vernon came into them. "I thought I was hearing some noise." He looked at Tonks. "Who the hell is she? Until I live here you won't bring your freek friends to this house. Especially girls"
"Oh, shut up," said Tonks and Harry as on and they walked out.
All his way to the station Harry could think about only one thing-Hermione. He knew that she would understand why he didn't manage to get to their meeting place. But she was so sensitive right now and he didn't want to hurt her or fail her.
In Platform he heard a voice calling him. "Harry," and someone was hugging him tightly. Harry hugged her back.
"Hermione, how… how did you know?"
"Ron. He told me that. I got here as soon as I could. I though that I missed the train."
"Thanks" muttered Harry. Hermione just looked at him
"What for?" she asked.
"Well, you didn't let me go back yesterday. So you kinda saved my live"
"I just did what I had to do," she said smiling.
"Come on Harry. The train won't wait for you, you know," said Moody.
"Yea, I so… I better get going" he said to Hermione.
"Bye Harry. Take care of yourself." She said and hugged him again
This was the first time when the train was so empty. Moody came with Harry and now he was sitting in front of him. His magic eye was staring at Harry. "You like her, don't you?" he asked Harry.
"Who?" asked Harry, but he had a feeling that he knew who he was talking about and he didn't want to answer.
"Hermione, of course"
Harry looked away, out of the window. "No, why you think that? We're just friends."
"That's what we all say, Harry. That's what we all say," said Moody twice. Harry didn't like the sound of his voice when he said that. Moody's magic eye was still staring at Harry.
Harry felt like Moody knew something about him what even he didn't know about himself. And he didn't like it. We are friends, right? Yea I care about her, but we're friends and friends care about each other. Don't they? I mean I care about Ginny too… Me and Hermione, we know each other longer and we've been through a lot, haven't we? If we're just friends… if I like her as friend then why I can't stop thinking about her?
Harry was a little afraid of his own thoughts. And he was really happy when the train finally stopped and he walked out.
When he finally managed to get to his dorm he led down his bed and closed his eyes. He was finally there-at Hogwarts. Far away from Durslays.
Harry spent most of his days sitting by the lake, thinking about Sirius and his best friends. He missed them a lot. And it was so boring there without them.
He had been at Hogwarts about a week or two. He walked out by the lake again. He was in his thoughts when someone called his name. He turned around and saw Hermione.
He smiled a bit and felt himself much better now. "But what are you doing here?" he asked her. "How did you get here?" he asked again and once again he found himself hugging Hermione.
"I got here last night. And I though that you would need some company."
"You were right about that," he said smiling when they sat down. "How have you been?"
"As usual-studying all the time or just reading books."
Harry shook his head. "I don't understand what you find from the books."
"It keeps me away from reality, for a while," said Hermione and looked at the lake.
"Is reality that bad?"
"Sometimes it is," she looked at him. "You were right" she said finally. Harry didn't understand.
"Right about what?"
"In my place." She said and looked down. "I was crying because of someone…" Harry felt like his heart just stopped beating. He didn't say anything. He led down on soft grass and looked at the sky.
They were quiet several minutes what seemed to be like hours. "Who is he?" she asked then, but his voice wasn't the same anymore.
"I can't tell you that"
"Why not"
"I just can't. Not now."
"Do I know him?" Hermione didn't say anything. She just looked down. "Can't you even tell me that?" in his voice there was pain.
"Yes, you do know him" she said and got up. Harry just saw her running back to castle.
At that day Harry got back to castle late at night. He had been walking around. He didn't want to see Hermione, not yet…