"Lily," Harry whispered into the darkness, "Psst wake up." I opened one eye to see Harry and Ron crouching over my cot. I rolled over hoping they'd think I was still sleeping.
"We saw you open your eye now get up!" they persisted. "Alright!" I said, "I'm up… what time is it?" "The crack of dawn!" they smiled happily as I sat up and looked through the window watching the sun slowly peek up in the horizon. "Quidditch time"
They quietly led me into the back garden when the old broom shed was. We all grabbed an old broom and set off toward the makeshift field they had built. We all split into teams. Harry, Ron, Fred, and I vs. Hermione, Ginny, Charlie, and George. Bill decided to sit out and referee. Now let the games begin.
Having never played quiditch before didn't really help us. So they put me in as a chaser. Around and around we flew; screaming and laughing, until we were covered in dirt.
"Breakfast time!" Mrs. Weasley yelled from the house. We all started to walk back towards the house, but the second her head popped back in the window there was a stampede towards the pond. One by one we all jumped in. "Ahh… this is so refreshing…" mumbled Hermione. Ginny jumped in off a giant tire swing hanging off of an old branch. It was the most fun I've had in a while, until we all heard a tapping noise. We looked up to see a very disgruntled Mrs. Weasley. "Inside."
As we all finished up eating, it was Mrs. Weasleys turn to talk. "Now I want you all to finish packing before tomorrow. I don't want us to be late, so everyone go upstairs and I don't want a peep until it's done." So up we went into the endless packing that awaited. Having only been there for a week you wouldn't believe how far our possessions had gotten.
"Ron! Have you seen my want?" I screamed down the stairs. "Yea! Here it comes!" BANG! "Thanks!" bye the time we finished we were all tired, which I think was Mrs. Weasleys idea. Ron, Harry, and I had just all sat down on the edge of Ron's bed when Hermione walked into the room. "Oh… um. Harry... could I have a word? In private that is…" Harry got up and followed her out. When the door closed Ron spoke up. "They've been snogging all summer you know." Jealousy flared up as he spoke. I could sense the anger in his voice. He leaned over towards me as if beckoning me to enter his lip lock. "Ron" I mumbled… "Would you reject me too Lily?" as if to prove I wouldn't I closed the last few remaining inches between us and entered a world of bliss.
I woke up the next morning with Ron's arm around me. Harry on the floor in his cot, snoring loudly. I slowly got up as to not awaken Ron. Then headed for my trunk to get dressed. I just finished brushing my hair when the opening of a door startled me. "Oh lily, what're you doing up? It's almost four in the morning!" Hermione looked at me with a look of horror on her face. "I couldn't sleep." I would never let on as to what had happened. She walked past me down to the kitchen and I headed back upstairs, but kept heading up past Ron's room. Up into the attic.
I sat down in the corner and watched the ghoul wreck havoc with the pipes. This was my escape. Where I had gone for the past few weeks, for privacy. Being with the Weasleys it was hard to get privacy at all and as I watched the ghoul torment the squeaking pipes I thought back to what had happened last night. I had slept with Ron. But why? I knew it was wrong, but somehow I couldn't stop thinking about him. I knew that he liked Hermione, but it was just that he seemed so sincere. All of it was just so wonderful. I could still just imagine him whispering silly nothings into my ear. I just had to remember I couldn't fall for him, because he was meant for Hermione. Even if they weren't together now, they were meant for each other. I looked down at my watch and realized it was almost seven. Surely time to wake up. I got up and walked down to the kitchen.
There was Hermione, all alone, as if waiting for me, sipping her tea casually. "I know what happened last night." She stated clearly. Making sure I knew the meaning of her works. I looked her straight in the eye with the same amount of determination stated just as clearly, "he's all yours.. " and she smiled as she stood up and left me there alone to think it all over.