Harry didn't actually have a response for what he has just been told.
'Wow' he thought 'that was a hell of a dream, just kinda wish Hermione hadn't seen it." He looked over at Hermione in the corner. She was currently asleep, and needed rest, because she had stayed awake with Harry. 'But to a more important matter, why the hell was Hermione in my dream? Dose she have a nice rack? Yes! Dose she have a great ass? Yes! Is there anyone in the world I would rather talk to? No! Why the HELL DID I NOT SEE THIS earlier? I guess I am the biggest dumbass ever to walk the face of the earth. And why did Ron and Hermione not tell me about whats going on between them? I mean yeah, I'm jealous, I'm hurt they are dating behind my back, and…' Harry smacked himself in the head, '…I guess I need to stop answering my own questions, or who know what conclusions I'll come to,' Harry decided to go back to sleep.
When Harry awoke, Hermione was sitting in Harry's room, getting their stuff ready to leave the hospital.
"I'm getting the hell out of here?" Harry asked, with a little bit of sarcasm in his
voice,
"Yeah, We leave to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow, and since the bullets out, I thought we would let Madame Pumfrey heal the cut. She can more than likely do it better than this crummy place. And don't worry about your stuff, Mrs. Weasley took care of it, like always. She's way to good to you, ya'know?"
"Yeah, she is," Harry said, trying to get up. "So, when were you and Ron going to inform me on your dating situation?" This time there was a little more than a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"What, how did you find out about that?" Hermione said, a little confused. "Ron didn't say anything, did he?"
"Hermione how long have we been friends? You have to figure out not to talk around me when I'm unconscious. You really don't know me very well do you."
"Well I kinda forgot how good at that you were. Well, we wanted to tell you, we just wanted to find the right time and situation, that's all." Hermione said, trying not to piss Harry off. She knew he was usually touchy after leaving his Uncle's.
"Yeah, whatever. I can't believe you wouldn't tell me something like that, but that's cool. I mean throw all we have been through strait to hell why don't you while your at it." Harry' last statement made the tension in the air almost palpable.
"Harry we're sorry. You're right. We should have trusted you enough to tell you." Hermione was almost in tears.
"Yeah, whatever, no big deal, lets just leave this hell whole for a hospital."
Harry stayed the last night of summer vacation at Hermione's house. They weren't in a real talking mood, however. Hermione made an effort to talk to Harry after she helped him into the guest bed at her house, but Harry said he was tired, and that he would rather talk tomorrow on the train.
When they got to King's Cross, Hermione and the Weasley's had to help Harry onto the train, and into a compartment. Before Ron and Hermione joined him they had a little chat on the platform.
"How the hell did Harry find out about us?" Ron said, almost so everyone around him could hear, and they caught a few stares.
"You know, how he finds out all his information. He just sits and listens without waking up. He has done it a thousand times."
"Bullshit." Ron said, starting to turn red. "That's fucking bullshit. You told him, you have wanted to tell him all along. And you went ahead anyway even we agreed to keep it between us."
"No you agreed. I didn't get to anything. You said we wouldn't tell him. And he's not mad that we're dating, he's mad we didn't tell him and weren't honest with him. Ron, if this is going to work, WE, not YOU, WE have to talk. You can't make all th……"
Ron didn't even listen to the rest of what his girlfriend had to say. He just walked off, and went to his prefect compartment. Hermione started pacing the halls, like prefects were supposed to. This marked the first time the trio of friends did not say one word to each other on the train ride to school.
But unlike Hermione and Ron, Harry didn't alone to Hogwarts. Someone decided to join him and try to help him feel better.
" Are you sure we won't get caught doing this?" Harry asked.
"Nah. I have a fog charm on the room so no one can she in, or open the door. So just lean back and enjoy." And like a good boy, Harry did what he was told.
Chap 2 done. I know it is kinda boring, but this story needs a good set up, and I think it has one. I don't have a real grasp for what im going to do for chap 3, but let me know if u have an idea.
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