Summary
Ginny hasn't gotten over her crush on Harry Potter and is annoying the heck out of a certain busy-haired Gryffindor. What if Hermione is determined to show Ginny a big flaw in the Boy-Who-Lived? That would mean that Hermione is going to be forced into spending more time with Harry. What happens when the more Hermione tries to find something bad in him, she finds good? What happens when the big flaw in her big plan is that she is falling head over heels for someone she's only allowed to look at as a best friend?
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not owe any of the Harry Potter characters that were created by the brilliant mind of J.K. Rowling. So thank her…not me:D
Author's Note: Sorry that I haven't uploaded this chapter, but I've been in a writer's block…again. Thanks to all those that review…! I love you! Please enjoy!
The ride to the Burrow went rather fast for Harry since he fell asleep on Hermione's shoulder. Hermione, on the other hand, was being tortured by the horrible looks that Ginny was throwing her way. (A.N: Honestly…it looks like its Hermione fault that he's more comfortable leaning his head to the left than to the right! Geez!) But at last, they got to their final destination, the Burrow.
"Welcome back, mate," said Ron, patting Harry on the back.
"Yeah, thanks."
Harry, Ron, Fred, and George all carried up Harry's and Hermione's trunk into the house. At the point, Fred and George went up first to leave Hermione's trunk in Ginny's room, then Harry and Ron took Harry's trunk up to Ron's room.
"What have you been up to, mate?" asked Ron, sitting on his bed.
"Actually, I've been doing really well if you are talking about the recent events, you know."
There was silence in the room, as Harry started to unpack his trunk,
"My aunt and uncle have been pretty loose. Hey, they even bought me new clothes," Harry continued, showing Ron his new wardrobe from Old Navy.
"Oh, well, if you're okay, then, do you think you are up to a nice game of wizard's chess?" Ron grinned.
"You know you're gonna beat me, again, Mr. Wizard Chess master," Harry grinned.
"Well, alright then," said Ron his grinned growing to a mischievous look, similar to those of the twins.
Half an hour later, they found themselves in their twenty-sixth game, all of which Harry lost miserably.
"Don't do that, you idiot! I'm telling you to go there, not there!" cried Harry.
"Ha! There you go! Checkmate for the twenty-seventh game!" yelled Ron, happily doing a victory dance.
"Yea, yea," said Harry, mock-grumbling.
"Boys! Could you help the girls to carry the dishes to the table? Dinner's almost ready!" Mrs. Weasley's voice carried out to the living room.
"Sure, Mum!" called Ron.
"Coming, Mrs. Weasley," said Harry, both boys cleaning the ness from their games.
Ten minutes later, all the Weasleys, plus Harry and Hermione, were sitting down at the table enjoying a warm home-made dinner.
"Come on, Harry, Hermione, help yourselves to a third serving," said Mrs. Weasley standing up to serve her guests more food.
After everyone had at least three helpings of food and a hot cup of chocolate, they started their way up the stairs.
"Goodnight, Ginny. Goodnight, Hermione," said Ron, yawning. "See you in the morning."
"'Night, Ron," said both girls.
"'Night, Hermione," said Harry, turning to give her a hug. For some reason, (A.N: which I bet you guys know) that hug seems a little to long for Ginny's liking.
"Ahem."
"Sorry, Gin. How could I forget you?" said Harry, leaning in to kiss her cheek and hug. "Well, goodnight, girls."
Ginny watched her brother and her long time crush walk up the stairs to the next landing, and Hermione bored to her wits settled down on her bed, and got a good book. After about ten minutes of waiting outside the door, Ginny came in walking gracefully and giddy as though she were a schoolgirl that had just received her first kiss out by the lake.
"Oh, come on, Ginny. Get real. Do you actually think that Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived is-"
"Is what, huh? Is stupid enough to notice a girl like me? Or notice his best friend's little sister?" Ginny cut Hermione off, snapping out of her crush mode.
"Well, if you would calm down and wait to hear what I was going to say, you would not want to cut my throat!" cried Hermione.
"Sorry."
"Ok, then. I was going to say that: Do you actually think that the Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived is all that?" she asked.
"Of course, he is!" Ginny exclaimed. "He's tall, he's got the most gorgeous green eyes that I've ever seen, he's got this black messy hair that makes him look bloody hot, and he's nice and caring. He's not an arrogant little jerk like Malfoy, and he doesn't think of himself all the time."
"Oh my goodness, Ginny, you talk about him as though he is the God of all Gods, for crying out loud!" said Hermione, throwing her hands up in the air in frustration.
"I dare you! I dare you to try to find something wrong with him! I give you until the end of the school year to give me at least five bad and five good things about him! Oh, double dare you! So what now? Are you in?" Ginny asked.
"Alright, I'm in, but one condition though, please stop talking about him when I'm trying to do my homework! Please!" Hermione begged.
"Alright. Alright. I promise."
"Deal." And both girls shook their hands in agreement.
The next couple of weeks before school started went by as fast as lightening for everybody. Every day they would wake up, and either play Quidditch or do their homework. Either way, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were eager to go back to their second home of Hogwarts, with all of their friends.
On September 1st, the Weasley household went upside down.
Crash
"Mum! Have you seen my extra robe!"
"It's outside drying!"
"Have you seen my book, Mum? I can't find it!"
"Which one!"
"My potions book!"
"Fred and George took it! They said they were going to give it to you, Ron!"
"What!"
After many crashes, bumps, shoves, and trips later, everyone was sitting in a Ministry car on their way to King's Cross.
"Mrs. Weasley, why are there two extra cars? Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I can fit alright in the back." Hermione asked, curiously.
"Well, dear, those aren't for us," Replied Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, who are they waiting for?" Harry asked.
"For us, of course, in those cars are Order members waiting for us. I don't know if you've forgotten, dear, but you're still being looked after," said Mrs. Weasley, looking at Harry with pity.
"Look, Mrs. Weasley, I know you care about me but there is really no need for you to be looking at me like that. I'm not a little boy anymore; I never was one to begin with. I was deprived of my childhood ever since Voldemort—"everyone flinched- "killed my parents. Since I'm not a little boy and I am mature enough, I understand that I need to be watched for my own safety and protection. So, basically, I am okay with it," said Harry.
"Well, okay, then. If you're sure, let's get cracking," said Mr. Weasley.
The ride to King's Cross Station was strangely calm and relaxed, while everyone got out and got to Platform 9 ¾ accompanied by the Order members.
Harry looked up to the clock tower. It read 10:30 a.m.
Wow, he thought, we're actually here early. We're usually rushing around and hurrying up.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny got up to the train and found a compartment to themselves, carried their trunks to the trunk racks, then went back down to the Platform.
Down on the Platform, everyone gathered around those going back to school advising them to stay out of trouble, keep their eyes open for anything going on, and to stay on top of their work, especially Ginny, who would be taking her O.W.Ls this year.
"Harry, come here, I'd like to talk to you for a minute," said Remus.
"Yes, Professor?" he asked.
"Harry, in case you didn't get the memo, I am no longer your professor. Please, call me Remus."
"Ok, um…Remus," said Harry, awkwardly.
"Listen, Harry, please, promise me that you will…"
"Yes, yes, I know. Be a good little boy while the Order does their business, and stay at the castle even if Lord Voldemort is right outside my window?" finished Harry, annoyed.
"No. Promise me that you will trust your instincts on whatever you feel. But please, make sure that you are 100 positive and be sure to alert me."
To say the least, Harry was shocked.
"How can I keep in touch with you? I'm sure I won't be able to use the fireplace every time I need something."
"No, but you still have the two way mirror that Sirius gave you, don't you?" Remus asked.
"Yea, I always have it in a secret compartment in my trunk. Why?" answered Harry, curiously.
"Well, Sirius gave me that mirror before we left to the Ministry of Magic. He said that if anything should happen to him, I should keep in touch through the mirror for whatever reason," said Remus, his voice cracking a bit.
Toot! Toot!
"Well, I guess you better get going," said Remus, smiling sadly. "And remember to be careful. Follow your instincts."
"I will. Bye," said Harry, running to get on to the train.
As he approached the compartment, he heard Ron's voice out in the corridor, "What are you doing here, Malfoy? Shouldn't you be with your pathetic excuse of a father? Just for your information, we don't want to see a ferret show."
"Listen, Weasel, I'm not here to pick a fight with you. Now, tell me where Potter is." Malfoy sneered.
"And what do you want with Harry?" asked Hermione.
"That is none of your business, Granger," responded a voice that sounded much like Malfoy's close friend, Blaise Zabini. "That would just be between us and Potter. Now, tell us where the hell is he!"
"And what exactly is it that you want with me, Zabini, Malfoy? Clearly, you guys didn't miss me during the summer vacations. Or perhaps your fathers gave you a message to tell me?"
All heads, at that moment, turned at the speed of light, to where Harry was standing, his hands in his pocket, clutching his wand tight.
"We have a matter to discuss, Potter," said Malfoy.
"And what would that matter be about?" Harry asked.
A.N: hello my beloved readers and reviewers I am so extremely sorry that I haven't updated in such a long time but teachers, you know, they won't leave you alone. But hopefully I'll be able to update more often. I won't say I'll update in a week or two because I know I won't. So I will update as soon as possible. Read and Review! Peace!
Thank you to my reviewers for chapter two: S. halliwell24, AJ the Ass Slayer, emma3503