Chapter Two
Harry heard a knock at the door but did nothing about it. He figured it was Mrs. Weasley wanting to talk, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. Harry was becoming hungry, not having eaten in days, since his godfather's funeral actually, but he didn't do anything about that either, he didn't want to see anyone just yet.
The knocking persisted and was then followed by a voice, "Harry, open the door, it's me." She didn't even have to say her name, because Harry knew who it was straight away, his best friend, Hermione Granger, the most caring girl he'd ever met.
Harry dashed to the door and threw it open; ducking just in time because a tray crammed with food flew over his head and landed daintily on the bed, Hermione rushing in after, almost being knocked off her feet by Harry's embrace. She pulled away slightly and looked at his face, tears streaming down it.
"Oh Harry, are you okay? I brought you some food." began Hermione anxiously because Harry could have quite a temper.
"Of course I'm not okay," said Harry shakily, "And thanks for the food. You can go now; I don't need you to start nagging me."
Hermione was slightly taken aback, but let it pass as she took Harry's cold hand and led him to the bed with the food placed on it. "Go on, eat Harry, being cooped up here is bad enough, but not eating just makes it worse. If you don't want to talk, that's fine, but I'm here Harry. I'm going to let you eat alone and I'll be back later to take the food…er…maybe we can talk then, okay Harry?" Hermione said timidly as she walked across the room, opening the window as she went.
Why do I even bother with him? It's no use; he'll never talk to me the way he talked to Sirius. Maybe when I come back, he'll want to talk, but I promised Ron I wouldn't press him on the matter, recalled Hermione as she closed the door to Sirius's room.
Harry slumped down onto the bed and began pecking on the food Hermione had brought up for him. He didn't want to see her later, he'd probably just do something horrible to her for no reason, she was the only person brave enough to face him when he was like this, Harry was grateful to her.
