Chapter 3:
Harry had no idea how long he was there, lying on his bed staring blankly at the ceiling. He knew he shouldn't have allowed himself to lose his head like that, especially in front of everyone.
Suddenly the creaking of the door made Harry sit up on his bed. "Harry?" Hermione whispered. "Are you awake?"
A part of Harry wanted to pretend that he was asleep, but the greater part of him really wanted to speak to Hermione, so he spoke up "Yeah, Hermione, I'm awake, come in."
Hermione entered and sat at the edge of his bed, looking at Harry with a concerned expression. "You didn't have lunch or snacks, Harry, dinner's about to be served in a while, please come down and eat, we're all worried about you." Hermione pleaded
"I'm not hungry"
"Harry please, you can't spend the entire night here sulking, you've been here long enough, please come downstairs."
"I'm not hungry" he repeated stubbornly
But Hermione was not about to take no for an answer. "Harry Potter, you will come down and eat with us even if I have to call the others to drag you down there." Hermione said with a hint of irritation in her voice.
"I can't" Harry whispered.
"Why not?" Hermione countered.
"I just can't Hermione, I can't! This place, this house, it remind me too much of Sirius!" Harry stood up and just glared at Hermione, who softened. "Iy's not easy being back here, Hermione! It's not bloody easy! Can't you understand that!"
Hermione's face filled with tears and started to speak. "Harry, I.."
"Don't even start Hermione, I know what you're going to say. That you're sorry, that you understand, but you don't! None of you do! Don't you get it Hermione, The person who I considered as the closest thing to my parents died because of me, and now I'm here, at his house, when all I want to do is to forget about the whole thing! Adding to the fact that Dumbledore said to me that…."
Harry suddenly stopped. Realizing that he was about to mention the prophecy. "What is it Harry?" asked Hermione, trembling. "What did Dumbledore say?"
Harry shook his head. "Nothing" Then sat back down and put his head in his gand, now realizing that he yelled at Hermione for no good reason at all.But before he could look at her to apologize, he felt her arms circling around him, hugging him tight.
"Oh Harry, I understand if you don't want to say what Dumbledore said and I'm sorry I pushed you earlier, I just hate seeing you like this.." Harry looked up and saw her brown eyes was still full of tears. Feeling guilty, Harry hugged her and said "I'm sorry for yelling, you didn't deserve that." Then he pulled away and stared into her eyes. He felt that he could get lost in them and for some odd reason, he felt butterflies in his stomach and as he took in her eyes, her lips her cheeks, Harry found herself wondering what's different about her, and what's wrong with him. Why was he feeling this?
Hermione was also staring at Harry sill crying lightly, sighing, Harry put his hands on Hermione's cheeks and dried her tears saying "Don't cry Hermione, just don't" she nodded and grabbed Harry's hand, squeezing it. "I'll help you get through this Harry, I promise." And it was at that moment when Ron entered the room saw the both of them there.