Chapter 6-
The next morning, Hermione informed her parents of Tonks' upcoming visit. They both would have liked to stay, but had to work since they both had appointments. Since neither Harry or Hermione knew for sure when Tonks was planning on arriving, they both decided to wait downstairs. Both were relatively silent, as they were still rather unsure of themselves after the events of last night. Hermione thought privately that this was rather silly, because they had always been comfortable around each other, and she said as much to Harry, who agreed.
"Yeah, I guess you have a point," he said, looking embarrassed.
Hermione nodded, and continued, " Harry, what are we going to do about Ron? What will he do when he finds out...you know how he is."
Harry agreed, and mumbled his suspicions about Ron's feelings toward her, which seemed to be slightly more than platonic. Hermione was not surprised, as she too had her suspicions. "So...maybe we should wait to tell him, you know, until we've had a bit more time to adjust." Hermione nodded, and leaned towards him, smiling. "Of course, we could start adjusting now." With that he pressed his lips to hers and drew her closer. They sat kissing for a while, until there was a knock on the door. Hermione stifled a groan and went to go answer it.
When she opened the door, she was greeted by Tonks, looking very respectable today with her long blonde hair. She welcomed her into the house, and saw that Moody was also there, standing behind Tonks and looking grim. He entered the house and nodded politely to Hermione and Harry, who had come to see who exactly was at the door. "Please, come and sit," said Hermione, motioning them towards the sitting room. They followed, and Harry and Hermione both took a seat on the couch, while Tonks and Moody sat down in chairs facing them.
"There's been a bit of action at headquarters lately," Tonks began, looking unsure of how to begin. " Also at the Burrow. There was an attack there last night, the house was all but destroyed." Hermione gasped, and Tonks continued quickly, "nobody was hurt, and they're being moved to a secret location as we speak. It seems Ginny had a friend staying at the house as well, so Miss Lovegood has also been moved with the family."
Before Hermione had even had a chance to ask, Moody growled, " we don't know where they are now, none of us do, so it won't do you any good to ask." Hermione turned to Harry, who looked quite shaken. She reached out towards him and he grabbed her and hugged her close.
"What's going on with Voldemort?," he asked.
"So far it's been fairly quiet, not what we expected. There's only been a few attacks, counting the one on the Weasleys, and most of them were small, mostly focused on remote muggle villages." Frankly, Hermione was surprised at the amount of information they had just been given, though Harry didn't seem to be. She decided she would just have to ask him about it later.
"So you're sure nobody was hurt?," Harry asked. Tonks and Moody both nodded. "What's happening at headquarters?," Harry asked.
Both adults exchanged a look, and Tonks said, "well, we're having a bit of a problem with where we're at now...it might not be safe anymore. There's suspicion that Lucius Malfoy is going to attempt to lay claim to the house through Narcissa, and there's no legal loophole so far that would prevent this." Harry exhanged a look with Hermione, and Tonks continued, "of course, there's also talk that Sirius left either you or Remus the house in his will, but we haven't been able to find it anywhere, even though Remus says he's sure that Sirius had one done." Tonks looked slightly hesitant about saying this last part about Sirius, and Hermione couldn't blame her. They all knew Harry had a temper that could be set off in the blink of an eye.
Harry just nodded, and apart from looking a bit down, made no more mention of Number 12, Grimmauld Place. They began to chat about the Order of the Phoenix in general, and learned that everyone was alive and well, though very anxious. Dispite Hermione's invitation to Tonks and Moody to join she and Harry for lunch, both adults left, making promises to owl them with further news and updates.
Closing the door behind them, Hermione turned to Harry and was swept into a bone-crushing hug. Slightly unsure of how to react, though sure that this was no simple disply of newfound affection, Hermione was content to wrap her ams around Harry and lean against him. When Harry finally pulled away, he kissed Hermione gently on the lips with a barely audible "thank you" and walked toward the kitchen. Hermione waited a moment before going into the kitchen, hoping to give Harry a moment to compose himself. When she entered the kitchen, Harry had already stared on getting some things for sandwhich. He offered to make he and Hermione grilled-cheese sandwhiches, an offer she gladly accepted. They were sitting happiliy munching their sandwhiches when her parents walked in on their lunch break. There seemed to be an unspoken agreement between them that they not tell her parents that things between them had changed, thouh Hermione felt sure that her mother knew something was up, and her suspicions were confirmed when her mother sent her a covert wink at her from across the table. They did, however, tell her parents all of what Tonks and Moody had said. Both of her parents were appropriately shocked, and were worried about the safty of their own house. Hermione assured them that they were in no immidiate danger, and Harry pointed out that they were as safe as possible for the moment, as they were hidden in the muggle world. Her parents wer relived at this, and left after lunch to go back to work.
In contrast the excitement of the morning, the rest of the afternoon was uneventful, and after their study session both teenagers took some time out for a bit of a snog session. Dinner was uneventful, and everyone went to bed on time. Apart from the passionate kiss Harry and Hermione shared in her room, the evening went as usual, except for the fact Hermione went to sleep with a smile on her face.
Okay, now I know how long this chapter took to get posted, and for that I'm so sorry. I had some personal stuff come up, and I had to take a few weeks off, and there was no internet where I was at. Two weeks with no internet, what a bummer. Anyway, read and review. Hope you liked the chapter.
The next morning, Hermione informed her parents of Tonks' upcoming visit. They both would have liked to stay, but had to work since they both had appointments. Since neither Harry or Hermione knew for sure when Tonks was planning on arriving, they both decided to wait downstairs. Both were relatively silent, as they were still rather unsure of themselves after the events of last night. Hermione thought privately that this was rather silly, because they had always been comfortable around each other, and she said as much to Harry, who agreed.
"Yeah, I guess you have a point," he said, looking embarrassed.
Hermione nodded, and continued, " Harry, what are we going to do about Ron? What will he do when he finds out...you know how he is."
Harry agreed, and mumbled his suspicions about Ron's feelings toward her, which seemed to be slightly more than platonic. Hermione was not surprised, as she too had her suspicions. "So...maybe we should wait to tell him, you know, until we've had a bit more time to adjust." Hermione nodded, and leaned towards him, smiling. "Of course, we could start adjusting now." With that he pressed his lips to hers and drew her closer. They sat kissing for a while, until there was a knock on the door. Hermione stifled a groan and went to go answer it.
When she opened the door, she was greeted by Tonks, looking very respectable today with her long blonde hair. She welcomed her into the house, and saw that Moody was also there, standing behind Tonks and looking grim. He entered the house and nodded politely to Hermione and Harry, who had come to see who exactly was at the door. "Please, come and sit," said Hermione, motioning them towards the sitting room. They followed, and Harry and Hermione both took a seat on the couch, while Tonks and Moody sat down in chairs facing them.
"There's been a bit of action at headquarters lately," Tonks began, looking unsure of how to begin. " Also at the Burrow. There was an attack there last night, the house was all but destroyed." Hermione gasped, and Tonks continued quickly, "nobody was hurt, and they're being moved to a secret location as we speak. It seems Ginny had a friend staying at the house as well, so Miss Lovegood has also been moved with the family."
Before Hermione had even had a chance to ask, Moody growled, " we don't know where they are now, none of us do, so it won't do you any good to ask." Hermione turned to Harry, who looked quite shaken. She reached out towards him and he grabbed her and hugged her close.
"What's going on with Voldemort?," he asked.
"So far it's been fairly quiet, not what we expected. There's only been a few attacks, counting the one on the Weasleys, and most of them were small, mostly focused on remote muggle villages." Frankly, Hermione was surprised at the amount of information they had just been given, though Harry didn't seem to be. She decided she would just have to ask him about it later.
"So you're sure nobody was hurt?," Harry asked. Tonks and Moody both nodded. "What's happening at headquarters?," Harry asked.
Both adults exchanged a look, and Tonks said, "well, we're having a bit of a problem with where we're at now...it might not be safe anymore. There's suspicion that Lucius Malfoy is going to attempt to lay claim to the house through Narcissa, and there's no legal loophole so far that would prevent this." Harry exhanged a look with Hermione, and Tonks continued, "of course, there's also talk that Sirius left either you or Remus the house in his will, but we haven't been able to find it anywhere, even though Remus says he's sure that Sirius had one done." Tonks looked slightly hesitant about saying this last part about Sirius, and Hermione couldn't blame her. They all knew Harry had a temper that could be set off in the blink of an eye.
Harry just nodded, and apart from looking a bit down, made no more mention of Number 12, Grimmauld Place. They began to chat about the Order of the Phoenix in general, and learned that everyone was alive and well, though very anxious. Dispite Hermione's invitation to Tonks and Moody to join she and Harry for lunch, both adults left, making promises to owl them with further news and updates.
Closing the door behind them, Hermione turned to Harry and was swept into a bone-crushing hug. Slightly unsure of how to react, though sure that this was no simple disply of newfound affection, Hermione was content to wrap her ams around Harry and lean against him. When Harry finally pulled away, he kissed Hermione gently on the lips with a barely audible "thank you" and walked toward the kitchen. Hermione waited a moment before going into the kitchen, hoping to give Harry a moment to compose himself. When she entered the kitchen, Harry had already stared on getting some things for sandwhich. He offered to make he and Hermione grilled-cheese sandwhiches, an offer she gladly accepted. They were sitting happiliy munching their sandwhiches when her parents walked in on their lunch break. There seemed to be an unspoken agreement between them that they not tell her parents that things between them had changed, thouh Hermione felt sure that her mother knew something was up, and her suspicions were confirmed when her mother sent her a covert wink at her from across the table. They did, however, tell her parents all of what Tonks and Moody had said. Both of her parents were appropriately shocked, and were worried about the safty of their own house. Hermione assured them that they were in no immidiate danger, and Harry pointed out that they were as safe as possible for the moment, as they were hidden in the muggle world. Her parents wer relived at this, and left after lunch to go back to work.
In contrast the excitement of the morning, the rest of the afternoon was uneventful, and after their study session both teenagers took some time out for a bit of a snog session. Dinner was uneventful, and everyone went to bed on time. Apart from the passionate kiss Harry and Hermione shared in her room, the evening went as usual, except for the fact Hermione went to sleep with a smile on her face.
Okay, now I know how long this chapter took to get posted, and for that I'm so sorry. I had some personal stuff come up, and I had to take a few weeks off, and there was no internet where I was at. Two weeks with no internet, what a bummer. Anyway, read and review. Hope you liked the chapter.
