Suspicions
"Ron, stop grumbling. You didn't trust Hermione and you went to check on her. She was kissing Krum, and it isn't like she did it just to throw it in your face," Harry said, attempting to calm me down. It wasn't working.
"SHE'S BLOODY SNOGGING HIM THE SECOND DAY SHE SEES HIM! HELL, IT'S ACTUALLY JUST THE FIRST FULL DAY HARRY! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE JUST FINE ABOUT IT!" I screamed. Needless to say, everyone was saying nothing and just staring at Harry and me. "I thought you didn't have feelings for her," Harry whispered with a smirk. "I don't! I just don't want her hurt," I whispered loudly. "Ron, you're impossible… What kind of feelings do you get from Krum, anyways?" he asked.
"Distrust, lies, deceit… He's not telling Hermione something!" I said frustrated, not being able to put my feelings for him in words. "What are you going to do, read the letters she got from him and spy on them?" Harry asked sarcastically after coughing something that sounded like 'jealousy.' "Good suggestion Harry!" I said brightly, ignoring the sarcasm that had been dripping off the last sentence.
"Whoa, wait! I didn't suggest anything!" he said, jumping up. "No, I think you did. But how to do it… Needless to say, you're going to help me, right?" I asked hopefully. "No way. If Hermione finds out, she's going to be REALLY mad. And I don't want to be in the way of her hitting you like she did Malfoy," Harry said, shaking his head. "Wimp," I muttered to him.
"So, how exactly are planning on getting the letters?" he asked. Ha, he was already curious. This shouldn't take long to get him to help me. "I was thinking about getting Ginny to open up a window in the Girl's Dormitory, and me flying up to it using a broom. I'll climb through the window, rummage through her stuff, and find then read the letters. I mean, she has to keep them! Right?" I asked Harry. "Yeah, probably. That sounds like a good idea, but good luck getting Ginny's help…" said Harry. "Come on, we got to go to Transfiguration," he said before I could say anything. "Fine…" I muttered and followed him out the portrait hole.
AFTER TRANSFIGURATION"Harry, do you know where Ginny is?" I asked. "No, I don't. Wait… You're not actually going through with it, are you?" Harry asked startled. "Yes, I am Harry. There's no way I'm going to let Hermione get hurt. I have to make sure he's being truthful… We only have a little while before he'll have a chance to really hurt her. I don't want her hurt," I admitted. "Either way she'll be hurt," said Harry slowly. "I know… I just want her to realize I'm there for her when she's hurt, I guess," I muttered.
"Well, you have about an hour and a half. I guess I'd better help you find Ginny…" he said rolling his eyes. "Right. I'll check the Library while you go check the Tower. If she's in the Library, I'll bring her to the Tower," I said. "Alright," Harry said with a small nod and headed off to the Tower.
I turned and walked down the corridor toward the Library, searching for Ginny. I already knew she didn't have classes now, unless she took an extra one or something. No, she would've told me about something like that.
I wasn't surprised to find her in the Library. She was pouring over a book and talking to a boy. I walked over, and said, "Ginny, can I get your help with something?" Ginny looked up at me and said, "I suppose, but it depends on what it is." "I just need you to unlock one of the windows of the Girl's Dormitory. Please?" I asked hopefully. "Why? Never mind, I don't think I want to know…" she said shaking her head. "Sure, hold on. I'll see you later tonight Ethan," she said to a boy beside her.
"What's tonight?" I inquired, glaring at the boy. "We're in a study group thing, Ron. That's all," Ginny said rolling her eyes. The boy seemed to leave out a breath of relief. "Better be," I muttered and turned around. "Ron, you are so overprotective of me," she said with a small, playful glare. "It's my job," I said with a smirk.
We walked briskly to the Gryffindor Tower, trying to hurry and get there. "Tell Harry I'll be outside ready to fly up after you open the window," I said without explaining to a confused Ginny as I walked outside towards the broom storage shed. I hurried and grabbed the closest broom and then walked back near the window. It wasn't a long walk, so I managed to get in the air just as Ginny was opening the window.
"Ron, if you do anything I'll make you regret later in the future…" she said loud enough for everyone down on the ground to hear. Great, now I have people wondering what I'm doing sneaking up the Tower to get into the Girl's Dormitory like this with my little sister. And knowing how certain students get, they'll probably spread rumors that I'm shagging my sister or something.
"I'm not going to do anything! Just look through some stuff!" I said. "I don't want to know, Ron… I seriously don't. Because that way I can stay clueless to when they begin interrogating me!" she said once again. I sighed and flew up to the window, climbing through with difficulty. Unfortunately I forgot about the broom. I whipped out my wand and immediately said 'Accio Broom!' before it could hit the ground.
"Smart, Ron," Ginny said with a smirk. "Sod off," I muttered. She walked out of the dormitory, leaving me to search for the letters. "Okay, now which bed looks most like 'Mione's?" I asked myself out loud clapping my hands together. Hmm… bed 1 has a couple books on it. I looked at the books to see they were very detailed romance novels. "Nope! This… can't be it. Unless there is something she hasn't been telling me…" I muttered. Bed 2 seemed like hers, but it had a jacket on the bed. Hermione doesn't wear jackets in the summer. Bed 3 however had no un-Hermione like features, so I guessed that to be it.
I opened the trunk that was beside her bed (I've never gotten a good look at her trunk, so I never could've figured out her bed by trunk). "Clothes… more clothes… EW, shouldn't have touched that… couple books… a box? Eureka!"
I grabbed the box and tucked it under my cloak. I grabbed the broom and stepped on to the topmost step. The steps, of course, flattened. I slid down the stairs to see Harry and Ginny sitting on the couch like they were waiting for me.
"I think I've got them," I said holding them up. "And that's my cue to leave for dinner," said Ginny. I think she'd too much experience with Fred and George. About half the time they did something in front of her, she got in trouble along with them. No wonder she was trying to stay away from anything that would point out what I was actually getting from the Girl's Dormitory.
I sighed and opened the box. "Here we go… I hope this is the right box," I said to Harry. "Why didn't you just check to see when you were up there?" Harry asked. "I was scared someone else would come in before I could look…" I muttered. "I would've stopped or held them off or something," Harry said, trying to hold back laughs. I simply opened the box and became deeply disappointed.
"There has to be like, fifty letters in here at the least… All sent by Krum, and all outrageously long," I said, lowering my head. Maybe I was wrong about them. Maybe I was just being paranoid or really jealous. "Let's see what he wrote," Harry said curiously. "Now that would just be too much invading! We can't just read the letters Krum wrote to Hermione!" I exclaimed. "Ron, for all we know, they can all be just describing Drumstrang or telling weird stories from where he's from. We don't know they are actually love letters. Besides, we don't have to read all of them. Let's just each grab one letter, put the box back, and read them later on." I looked down at the box, and sighed. "Fine. I'll do it," I said. I grabbed the letter on top—it had to have some significance—and tucked it into my pocket. Harry did the same.
"Now, how do we get these back up there?" I asked. Harry looked around; hoping no one else was in the room. "Fly them up," he said, handing me the broom. "Oh…" I said. I flew up the stairs (literally!) and put the box carefully back in its spot in the trunk. I was careful to put everything back and close the trunk. I just hoped Hermione wouldn't go through that box too see that two particular letters were missing. But seriously, how could she pin us as doing something wrong? It isn't like we can get up the Girl's Dormitory stairs.