Chapter 4
"Sunday Journal, I want to write Hermione and tell her how sorry I am, and that I shouldn't have been an ass most of last year, but she will most likely laugh at me and asked me if I lost a bet to my brothers. I want to tell her. I'm going to write her an owl, I'll just ask how everything is going on her holiday, and I'll ask her if she and her family have any plans for this summer."
Ron pulled out the bottle of ink from under his bed, it was the one he took from his dad's office last night. And wrote the following owl the HErmione
"Hermione,
How is your holiday going so far? Mine is okay, kind of boring without Fred and
George around, but its been ok. I was wondering do you have any plans, if not I would like to
invite you to my house, for part of the summer, of course I will be inviting Harry also. Well,
write back soon.
Love,
Ron."
Ron walked across his room where Pig was very hyper and bouncing around his cage. He
dreaded opening the cage, that owl would destroy his whole room. He opened the cage and Pig
dashed out bouncing, flying into walls, the cieling and the floor. Ron sighed as he waited for
Pig to calm down. About twenty minutes later he managed to catch Pig and tie the letter to his
leg, and Pig flew off. He sat down on his bed once more in despair, remembering how he had
recieved Pig. From Sirius. Ron couldn't believe everything that had happened over the last
couple of years. He had to tell Hermione how he felt for her, for he relized in an instant, some
one could be gone from your life forever.
"Ron. Ginny. Could you guys come down here we need to talk to you." Mrs. Weasley shouted
from downstairs. Ron slowly got up and walked downstairs , who knew what this would be about.
When he got downstairs Ginny was already sitting on the sofa. Ron sat down beside her, and looked
at his parents.
"Ron, Ginny. Me and your mother will be going on a trip, well not a trip a mission for
the order. We have already made arrangements for you to stay with the Grangers, no magic. They
know about us, but that doesn't mean the whole neighborhood needs to." Mr. Weasley said with a
stern voice. Ginny brusted out into tears.
"Ginny." Ron said wrapping his arm around his sister's shoulders. "Calm down, just because
they rather go off and risk their lives for the order, doesn't mean we still can't have a great
summer"
Molly stood up and quickly walked into the kitchen, Auther stood up and followed his wife
to comfort her.
As Ron sat there comforting his younger sister, tears ran down his face, but they weren't
tears of fear or sorrow, but of anger. His blood boiled with anger. How could his parents be so
stupid after knowing what You KNow who and his followers were able to do? How could they do this
to him? To GInny? His blood boiled once more, no wonder Percy had disowned his family.