Disclaimer: I am J.K. Rowling and I am just burning time until the sixth book comes out by writing fan fictions. Just kidding! I do not own any of the Harry Potter stuff.
Freedom
Hermione's room was the complete opposite of the other areas in her home. There was little to no chrome or metal and the only technologies were a laptop computer and a simple TV. It seemed that she had become accustomed to the old-fashioned, warm atmosphere of Hogwarts. Bookshelves lined the walls and it smelt lightly of dust and vanilla candles. It was a favorite pass time of Ron and Harry to sit back in some desk chairs while the girls laid at the end of the bed and discuss new ways of torturing their infamous Potions professor.
While Ron was playing with the blender (under the watchful eye of Mrs. Granger) and Hermione and Ginny were on the computer Harry went outside to assist Mr. Granger with the gardening. Harry enjoyed talking to him, he was smart and he understood what it was like to be a teenager.
"I want to help. I feel like all the things that are happening are because of me, and there's nothing I can do about it. They think I'm a baby, that I can't handle it, but I've seen more than a lot of the Order ever will. It's so frustrating!"
"I know exactly what you mean," Mr. Granger said solemnly. "When Hermione comes home for summer break and tells me all the danger you three have faced and I feel so useless. All of your parents have fought, and some have even died, protecting their children and what they believe in, and I can't do a thing. I wish I could be more involved with the Order too."
Hermione's father stopped abruptly when he heard a shrill scream from behind the house. Harry jumped up and ran around the corner. Someone was being attacked, technically. Ron had gotten a hold of a hose and had begun spraying anyone and anything in his way, and that unfortunately included Ginny. With her hair soaping wet and stringy she resembled a drowned rat (A/N: Sorry Gin').
"Harry what's going on?" Hermione asked as she bounded around the corner. Harry put his hand over her mouth and motioned for her to go inside. They acquired a gigantic pair of super-soakers and proceeded to drench their opponents. Life was carefree, just like Harry had been longing for his whole life.
Harry awoke the next morning to a light shining through the window in the den. He felt more refreshed than he had in months knowing that he would not be alone throughout the day.
Ron had beaten him downstairs. "Ron, I tell you, if you would just apologize to her she would stop with these pranks!" Harry could scarcely make out Hermione's voice whispering to Ron.
"No way! It was an accident!" Hermione gave him a skeptical look. "I just can't believe that she would go through all trouble of contacting Fred and George just to get back at me for spraying her. Isn't this a little drastic!" He lifted up his and Hermione's conjoined hands. While they were sleeping Ginny had put invisible skin-activating adhesive on their hands and tricked them into playing a childish hand game, so she would 'know how to play'. It looked like they had been holding hands for hours.
"Oh, hello Harry. I'm just making some eggs and toast. It should be done soon" Mrs. Granger greeted him.
"Ron, this is ridiculous. I'm not going to stay like this all summer, what if my parents think we are really holding hands," she whispered blushing, but immediately came back with a sneer remark to hide it with. "Not to mention your hand is really sweaty!"
'I should have done that years ago,' Harry thought as they sat down at the table. Just then a ministry owl flew in and landed on Harry's plate. He opened the letter and looked up, eyes glazed.
"Mate, what is it?" Ron asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
His throat was nearly closed, but he managed to croak "It's Sirius' will."
A/N: Okay that may have seemed like pointless drabble (is that a word), but it was a key point in Harry's development in the story and a lot more than it seemed to be. By the way: I posted this story because I got three constructive reviews, but next time I won't be so nice! LOL. I want at least ten reviews between this and the previous chapter. Come on, I'm not asking for much! Thanx for reading!
