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Chapter Two
The Arrival of Harry
Hermione awoke the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking.
"How many pancakes d'you want?" Ron asked as she entered the kitchen.
"Two, please. Did I get any mail?"
"Yeah it's over there," Ron said as he pointed to the kitchen table. Hermione sorted through the letters hoping to find a letter from Harry.
'Hmm...a letter from mum...letter from Aunt Jane...letter from Hogwarts....here it is!' Hermione ripped open Harry's letter hoping to hear that he was alright.
Dear Hermione,
Sorry I haven't written to you and Ron lately. Knowing you, you were probably worried sick, but Oliver wanted the whole team to stay an extra week to practice. You know how Wood gets near the Championships. Anyway, I'm finally coming home today and I have loads to tell you guys. Meet me at Flourish and Blotts at about 3:00. I brought you both something from America. Your gift just reminded me of you.
Love Always,
Harry
"What is it?" Ron asked. Hermione realized that she was blushing.
"Oh, Harry's come back from Quidditch practice. He wants us to meet him at Flourish and Blotts at three o'clock today."
"I promised mum that I'd have lunch at home with the family. Mum's already complaining about me not coming over often. I'll catch up with you guys at around 4:30" Ron glanced at his watch. Then he took off his apron and set a plate of breakfast on the table for Hermione.
"Thanks Ron, where are you going?"
"I'm going to go take a shower, would you like to come with me?" Ron asked with a smirk.
"Ron!"
Hermione sat on her bed in her room reading her letter from Harry. 'It just reminded me of you...What's that supposed to mean?'
She had missed Harry a lot while he was gone. 'It's probably just a book' she added as an after thought trying to snap herself out of it.
Flashback
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, you haven't touched your dinner. Are you going to eat that?"
"No, you can have it," Harry said gloomily passing his plate to Ron.
"Harry, you have to eat something," Hermione said, clearly worried about him.
"I guess I'm just not hungry."
"Harry, please eat something. You're going to need your strength tomorrow." Harry looked up at Hermione. She saw that he, too was really worried.
Oliver had made plans for the whole Quidditch team to go to America for a boot-camp-type training session for 3 months.
"I think I'm going to call it a night." With that, he left the kitchen. Ron and Hermione exchanged worried looks.
"I better go talk to him."
"I don't think you should," Ron said.
"Harry needs someone to talk to." Hermione left before Ron could reply. Hermione walked down the hall to Harry's room. She knocked but there was no answer. She slowly opened the door. The room was emty...
'He's probably in our common room.' Hermione thought as she walked down the hall. She knocked on the common room door.
"Come in," Harry said. Hermione opened the door and walked in to see Harry sitting in an armchair closest to the fire. Harry tore his eyes away from the fire to look at Hermione...
Sorry to end it here but I wasn't sure if anybody wanted to read the rest. Plz Review!! Flames are welcome.
Chapter Two
The Arrival of Harry
Hermione awoke the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking.
"How many pancakes d'you want?" Ron asked as she entered the kitchen.
"Two, please. Did I get any mail?"
"Yeah it's over there," Ron said as he pointed to the kitchen table. Hermione sorted through the letters hoping to find a letter from Harry.
'Hmm...a letter from mum...letter from Aunt Jane...letter from Hogwarts....here it is!' Hermione ripped open Harry's letter hoping to hear that he was alright.
Dear Hermione,
Sorry I haven't written to you and Ron lately. Knowing you, you were probably worried sick, but Oliver wanted the whole team to stay an extra week to practice. You know how Wood gets near the Championships. Anyway, I'm finally coming home today and I have loads to tell you guys. Meet me at Flourish and Blotts at about 3:00. I brought you both something from America. Your gift just reminded me of you.
Love Always,
Harry
"What is it?" Ron asked. Hermione realized that she was blushing.
"Oh, Harry's come back from Quidditch practice. He wants us to meet him at Flourish and Blotts at three o'clock today."
"I promised mum that I'd have lunch at home with the family. Mum's already complaining about me not coming over often. I'll catch up with you guys at around 4:30" Ron glanced at his watch. Then he took off his apron and set a plate of breakfast on the table for Hermione.
"Thanks Ron, where are you going?"
"I'm going to go take a shower, would you like to come with me?" Ron asked with a smirk.
"Ron!"
Hermione sat on her bed in her room reading her letter from Harry. 'It just reminded me of you...What's that supposed to mean?'
She had missed Harry a lot while he was gone. 'It's probably just a book' she added as an after thought trying to snap herself out of it.
Flashback
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, you haven't touched your dinner. Are you going to eat that?"
"No, you can have it," Harry said gloomily passing his plate to Ron.
"Harry, you have to eat something," Hermione said, clearly worried about him.
"I guess I'm just not hungry."
"Harry, please eat something. You're going to need your strength tomorrow." Harry looked up at Hermione. She saw that he, too was really worried.
Oliver had made plans for the whole Quidditch team to go to America for a boot-camp-type training session for 3 months.
"I think I'm going to call it a night." With that, he left the kitchen. Ron and Hermione exchanged worried looks.
"I better go talk to him."
"I don't think you should," Ron said.
"Harry needs someone to talk to." Hermione left before Ron could reply. Hermione walked down the hall to Harry's room. She knocked but there was no answer. She slowly opened the door. The room was emty...
'He's probably in our common room.' Hermione thought as she walked down the hall. She knocked on the common room door.
"Come in," Harry said. Hermione opened the door and walked in to see Harry sitting in an armchair closest to the fire. Harry tore his eyes away from the fire to look at Hermione...
Sorry to end it here but I wasn't sure if anybody wanted to read the rest. Plz Review!! Flames are welcome.