You played me!
Summary:
Hermione and Ron were an item, but when Ron's love becomes questionable and Hermione finds out about his dirty secrets, she discovers her other best friend as been right all along. Based on a R/HG ship that goes wrong, H/HG I'm guessing it will be from my plans. Songfic. I know the chapters might be short but I wrote them in pieces.
A/N- This chapter is a little short but I wasn't going to put this in and just cut straight to them at Hogwarts, but it didn't feel right. The next chapter will maybe get us further along to the story, because soon we find out what happened to Ron and Gwen. (Well I sort of know, but don't if you catch my drift. This is a story where I am writing what I feel fits at the time)
Chapter7: Decisions
Harry and Hermione had been contemplating Minerva's request for a while and today was no exception. The pair found themselves sat on the sofa in the flat drinking coffee, staring at the pale walls which seemed only to reflect their mood.
"But Harry, they need us there, you heard McGonagall, they're desperate for us to go. Please Harry, do this for me." Hermione pleaded, he sighed and turned to his bushy haired friend
" Well if we are going, you have to pack." She smiled and ran to her bedroom, and started chucking things into her trunk, before she remembered her wand would make things faster. When the packing was done she levitated her trunk to the living room and sat on the sofa, tapping her foot impatiently, to hurry Harry up.
He shouted from the bedroom, " God, Hermione we don't have to be there until tomorrow, I'm sure they don't want us intruding."
The real reason Harry had been trying to delay the visit, was because of a little problem he had with the past and something he never thought he would have to see again. He had done little since leaving Hogwarts and was living off his savings in Gringotts and little Auror jobs now and again; Hermione meanwhile worked part time in a bookstore, which was perfect because she loved books.
It was ten minutes later and what felt to Harry like ten years of Hermione's impatient tutting, that Harry finally dragged his trunk out of his, strangely clean bedroom. Hermione rolled her eyes when he saw him struggling to carry his stuff, she grabbed her wand and levitated his stuff out of his hands, while Harry levitated Hermione's stuff to the fireplace. Emerald green flames were filling the hearth and the bags were put into the fireplace, the cleverest of the pair grabbed the powder from the pot next to the fire and threw it into the flames shouting 'the Headmistresses office, Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry'. The bags vanished and both Harry and Hermione stepped forward towards the roaring fire, however Harry stopped and ever acting the gentleman, spoke "After you, Hermione". Unfortunately when she was about to throw the Floo powder into the flames she sneezed and fell causing Harry and herself to land directly into the fireplace and end up head to toe in soot. The pair laughed and Hermione dropped the powder; he said the words and they disappeared, less than a second later.
McGonagall, meanwhile was pacing the office wondering whether the two best friends had changed much, the last time she had seen them was about a month after the defeat of the Dark lord, Voldemort. Back then she could remember Harry saying to her, that he hoped he could meet someone he loved and have the family he never got to experience, she watched him stare at Hermione and could tell his expression was one of longing. She had heard things of course, the golden trio, as they were nicknamed had their lives printed in the papers. Minerva had heard that Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger were together of course, but she had also heard that Ron had cheated on the young witch and knew that she had turned to Harry for comfort.
Suddenly, the head's thought's turned to the heap of robes lying on her floor, the bundle moved and McGonagall saw two slightly ruffled adults standing on her carpet, spreading soot around the room. One she recognised immediately, that bushy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, had to Hermione Granger, the other she supposed was Harry Potter, he looked a lot different. He still had a skinny frame but had grown in height, his eyes hadn't changed but seemed more vibrant, and on the whole he seemed to be oozing confidence. The head took one look at the pair and smiled
" It sure is good to have you back, the place seems empty without the old students around."
She motioned for the two ex-students to take a seat, cleaning them off using her wand, and suddenly Harry felt a very warm feeling in his shoulder, he turned and found that Fawkes was sat upon him.
Hermione however turned to the head and asked,
" We have come to except your offer to teach here. What are the details?"
Minerva replied, " Well the term starts as you know on September the 1st, you will be sitting ate the head table on the far left seats. You can use the time until then to plane lessons; of course you get unrestricted use of the library including the restricted section. We require you to be sensible, that means Mr Potter, treating all students fairly, even Slytherins. We ask you to dress sensibly and Miss Granger you are in charge of the prefect meetings, Mr Potter we would like to ask you if you were willing to take part in a Duelling course? We have asked if any would be interested and the response was amazing. Oh and I must not forget, your rooms are on the fourth floor next to the history of magic classroom, you can change your password when you arrive there today."
Hermione and Harry, had spent the last discussion just nodding occasionally, until Harry heard the duelling course mentioned of course, but he accepted and the pair went off to find their rooms.
They changed the password to 'Harry Potter is sexy' and Hermione's protest went on throughout the evening, soon night approached and both of our young adults went to their separate bedrooms, turning off the light for a peaceful night's sleep. What they both didn't know was tomorrow was going to bring a surprise to all, for not only were they going to visit a tomb, they were going to find out what became of their fellow teachers.