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A/N: This is Chapter 2. I hope you like it. Keep the reviews coming…I like the feedback. It's really helpful. I'm still looking for ideas for Ron in the muggle world.
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Throughout the whole story the scenes change between the characters' stories. To make it easier to read…(1) is when it's Ron and Hermione, (2) is when it's Harry and Ginny, (3) is when all of them but one (who is conspicuously absent) are together, (4) is when all of them are together…
(1)
Hermione and Ron arrived in London in the afternoon hours. The streets were jammed with people who were wandering around from here and there in the snow, which was falling around them as fast as Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. Ron looked down; Hermione was there in his arms, fast asleep. It took her half of the train ride to go to sleep because she was so distraught with worry and Ron really didn't want to wake her. But as the train pulled in to a stop, he knew he'd have to. After all, he didn't know anything about the muggle world.
"Hermione," Ron whispered, "Mione, we're here. Wake up." She stirred in his arms then jumped up, as if just realizing where she was.
(2)
"I hope they arrived alright, "Ginny said to Harry as they sat down for lunch.
"Me too. I'm sure they'll be fine. It'll be hard but Ron's with her," Harry paused. "Are we still on for tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I was planning on it," Ginny said.
(1)
When they got off the train, Mr. Granger was waiting. He didn't look like the Mr. Granger that Ron nor Hermione knew. He could tell when she looked up at him upon arrival. Mr. Granger was dressed in a pair khakis and a blue shirt that was untucked. His hair was mussed up and sticking up all over, as if he didn't even brush it. He looked as if he hadn't slept.
"Hello, darling," he said with a small smile on his face. He rushed over to Hermione and Ron and grabbed one of Hermione's bags. (Ron had the other) "Hello, Ronald…how are you? Was the trip alright?" He asked but didn't wait for the answer. "Your mum is asleep right now so let's go to the house and drop your things off, then I can take you to see her. Unless…are you two hungry? We can get a bite to eat before we go—whatever u want to do."
"We'll just go home first, dad. Are you okay? You look like you haven't slept in ages," Hermione said as they walked to the car, snow still falling around them.
"Yeah, Mr. Granger, are u sure you don't want to sleep when we get there? At least for a while?" Ron suggested.
"Yes, daddy. Mum wouldn't like you not sleeping," Hermione added.
"Maybe later, since you two are here. And Ronald, call me Jack. No more "Mr. Granger" business. Let's get home, eh?" he said, jumping into the car. The drive to the house was not a long one but Ron made it feel like one. He was "oohing" and "ahing" the entire way, and asking, "What does that do?" and "Did you see that thing?" the whole way there. It was rather amusing to Hermione to see the way he acted at all the simplest things.
When they pulled up to the house, Ron's eyes about popped out of his head; He was about to go on overload or something. There were so many things he had never seen. He couldn't wait to explore them all, but he would. He was here for Hermione, she was the only reason he was here. And the only thing that mattered right now to him, was her.
(2)
Harry was standing in the fallen snow as the sun was setting. Ginny was walking by and noticed him standing there, staring off into the abyss. "What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, hi. Nothing really. I was wondering how Ron and Hermione were doing…but besides that…"
"Oh. I see. Sirius, huh?" Harry shot a look at her. "I'm not stupid. I was there. I know how much he meant to you. It was a shame, he was a good man. Always made me laugh…" Ginny replied, smiling at a memory. "That was the best summer ever, you know. I loved it there in that old, nasty house. You just never knew what was going to happen."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," he said vaguely.
"It's not your fault, you know—that he died; it's not your fault. He came because he loved you. And no one else blames you either. No one. They say you're a hero, even Percy said that after it was all revealed, and that coming from Percy…" Ginny stopped and looked at Harry. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."
"It's fine. I just don't think I'm a hero, not anymore anyway. If I was hero, then it would never have happened at all."
"That's not true, Harry. I know that I think you're a hero." She looked at him with smiling eyes. They looked at each other with an intense stare. Then, he leaned toward her…
"Lookie here," Draco Malfoy's voice came. "if it isn't Potty and the little Weasel. What are you two up to? Out for a late night smooch?" Malfoy snickered. His comment was followed with laughter from his two goons, Crabe and Goyle. "What nothing to say? No snappy comeback?"
"Just shut it you git," Harry yelled.
"Oh, well in that case…" they started to walk off buy Malfoy turned almost instantly and saw Harry's turned back. "Oh, by the way Potty, if you're planning on staying at Hogwarts for break again all by your lonesome, maybe you could just come to my house. My Aunt Bella is really looking forward to taking care of you. You know what I mean, the way she took care of that murderous traitor Sirius Black…at least that way, you wouldn't be alone," they laughed again and turned to walk away.
"You take that back!" Harry said in what was an almost a whisper. "You take it back…"
"Take it back? But that would be a lie. And don't you Gryffindors hate liars?" he snorted.
Harry pulled his wand from his robe, as did Malfoy, Crabe and Goyle. Ginny then pulled hers out and all five stood there, wands exposed. "So what now, Potty? What's your big plan?"
Ginny whispered in Harry's ear. "Come on, Harry. Let's just go." She spoke a little louder so Malfoy could hear. "He's just jealous. And he isn't worth the ground he's standing on. Come on, Harry." Ginny put her wand away and looked at him. "Come on." He moved beside her and walked ahead. She followed directly after sending Malfoy an evil glare.
"That's right. Walk away. Show everyone how chicken you are!" Malfoy smirked.
"Malfoy! Crabe! Goyle!" Professor McGonagall yelled, coming behind them. "What exactly were you planning on doing?"
"Professor! It was Potty and little Weasel! They—"
"Are not even here. 50 points from each of you, as well as an additional 10 and detention with me from you, Mr. Malfoy," Professor McGonagall said.
"Why!"
"For name calling and lying. I despise liars." Prof. McGonagall snarled her nose and walked away, leaving the three of them with a flabbergasted look on their faces.
(1)
They walked down a long corridor. The smell was something that Ron had never smelled before, even at St. Mungo's. The walls, ceiling and floors were all completely white. They walked into room 404. Jack walked over to his wife.
"Oh, darling. You made it!" Mrs. Granger said, holding out her arms to Hermione. She raced over to her mother with tears in her eyes. Ron suddenly began to feel really out of place, like an intruder who walked in on a special reunion. "I hope you made it okay. I've missed you so much."
"I've been worried about you as well, Mum. How are you feeling?" Hermione asked.
"I've had a good today. Was the trip alright? I hope…" Mrs. Granger stopped talking and looked toward the door. "Ron! Hi. I didn't even know you were here. Come over here," He smiled and walked over to her.
"Hello, Mrs. Granger. You're looking well today," he said.
"Oh, you're too nice. And call me Kate. There's no need to be formal. Are the two of you hungry?" she asked, smiling.
"No mum, we're fine. We ate on the train," Hermione lied. She didn't want her mother to use any of her energy fussing about them. Hermione looked over and Ron and he smiled, knowing what she wanted.
"Yeah. We had a huge helping of eggs and steak." Ron added.
"Ok, then. It stopped snowing right before you got here. I have the blinds up so I can watch it fall outside. It's so calming to watch." Kate smiled as she looked out the window. The room became quiet as the snow began to fall outside again.
A/N: I'll get the next one up when I can. Don't forget to review and give me some ideas for Ron to learn in the muggle world or any ideas for Ginny and Harry, perhaps when they go Hogsmeade? I appreciate anything you have to say.