The following Monday, it rained so hard, that it sounded more like stones being beaten against the windows than water. However, in Hogwarts, the students were near to silent. It was mostly 7th year girls, but the others were doing it out of respect. At breakfast, there was no chatter about Quidditch or the next Hogsmeade trip. It took the rest of the 7th nearly a minute before they saw the Owl Post flying over their heads. No one noticed the percentage of owls missing from the normal lot.
Lavender was talking to Paravati about, yes you guessed it, boys. 'Oh, they're so brave, I dunno whether I could do that, you know, go to war. I'd die of fright before the battle even begun.'
Paravati just nodded as her reply. She wished Lavender would shut up, just once. Suddenly, her wish came true. An owl landed in front of them, giving a shake to get rid of the water on her beautiful white feathers. She looked at the two girls with her big amber eyes, clicking her beak.
'It's Harry's owl,' Paravati said, for first time that morning.
'Oh, aren't you beautiful, come here little Heedwedges,' Lavender put on a baby voice, rubbing her fingers together. Hedwig, looking disgusted at Lavender, clicked her beak again and showed them her leg. A letter and a parcel were tied to it.
'Ok, why would Harry be giving me a pa-' Lavender started but was cut off by Paravati.
'Hedwig, Hermione is still in bed. She'll in the dorm,' she said to the owl, giving her an owl treat.
So, with her new information, Hedwig clicked her beak, as if to say, 'thanks,' and took off, out of the Great Hall.
'HARRY AND RON!' Mr Weasley shouted for the fifth time. He was already dress in the uniform that was given out on his first day. It was green robes and it had a logo of Phoenix stitched on the left hand side. 'You have to get up, now. We're travelling again today and they want to leave as soon as possible.' To low grunts were his only reply. 'Thank you.' Mr Weasley left the tent.
Ron rolled on his back, rubbing his eyes. They've spend the last few day travelling on their broomsticks. It was so tiring that Ron thought he might have fallen off his broom due lack of sleep. Why did they have to be dragged everywhere? 'Probably protection,' said a voice in his head.
He sat up, stretching so much, he could touch the top of his tent. Harry then sat up, yawning widely. 'Morning,' he said, scratching the top of his black mane, Harry got up and looked around for his uniform.
Ron, however, still sat in his sleeping bag thinking. His hand was around something on his neck. Hermione's necklace hadn't been moved since it was tied by her. He had a little of her with him always, that was comforting. But –
'Harry,' Ron said, suddenly, 'Can I borrow Hedwig? Pig has buggered off somewhere and I need to send something.'
Ooo. you make me live
whatever this world can give to me
It's you, you're all I see
Ooo, you make me live now honey
Ooo, you make me live
You're the best friend That I ever had.
Hermione had listened to his song all weekend .She felt truer and truer the more times she listened to it. She was still in bed, in her favourite pyjamas, having her headphones on. She just wanted to block everyone out. She hadn't moved for the whole weekend. Dobby, who was crying that 'Mr Harry Potter Sir' was gone, had brought food for Hermione.Ginny tried to get her out but no hope.
Hermione knew she would have to get up to lessons but she could be a little late, she supposed.
I've been with you such a long time
You're my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
She remembered the first time she set her eyes on Harry and Ron. Harry looked interested in Ron, with his mouth stuffed with sweets. Ron, who had Scabbers on his lap, has his wand on his hand and the dirt on his nose. She laughed. She never found out what the dirt was.
'We were so clueless,' she whispered. She thought of all the time they spend together. The holidays in the summer were the best, with Harry and Ron practising Quidditch and Hermione down below with a interesting book.
They were the Trio. 'No, we still are. We're just seperated for a while,' Hermione said. Nothing could become between them, really. Ok, Ron and I had our arguments, but whatteenagers dont?
I've been wandering round
But I still come back to you
In rain or shine
You've stood by me girl
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend.
She heard someoneknock on the door, gently. She sighed. She wasnt going to get up .'Come in,' she said. The knocking continued. She tried to ignore it, but couldn't. 'I said come in!' She said loudly. It still continueed to be knocked.
'Honestly,' she muttered underneath her breath, pulling off her duvet covers and walking towards thedoor. Knock, knock.'I'mcoming, I'm coming!'
She opened the door. There was noone. Rolling her eyes, tutting to herself, a soft hoot was heard from the floor. Hedwig was standingthere, looking at Hermione, head to one side.
You're the first one
When things turn out bad
You know I'll never be lonely
You're my only one
And I love
The things that you do
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live.
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
You, you're my best friend.
'Oh Hedwig!' she smiled, cooping the owl up. 'How glad am Ito seeyou!' Closing the door behind her, Hermione almost skipped to her bed, where she placed Hedwig. 'Here,' Hedwig was given her second treat of thte day. 'What do you have for me?'
Hedwig show her the parcel and letter. Hermione gently pulled it off her. As soon as she did, Hedwig flew up to the top of Hermione's bedside table, and closed her eyes.
Hermione looked at awe at her parcel. It was from Ron, she could tell because she could just read his handwriting. Slowly, she opened the letter first, her lips trembling.
Dear Hermione
Harry and I have been traveling around Europe, to find Wizards to help us fight. o far, we have been to France, Italy and Germany. Today, we'regoing toSpain. I hope that we dont get people. Thenwe'll have to go home and see if more wizards can come. Also, hopefully,I might be allowed to see you.
I know that the lessons are going to boring without Harry andI asking for theanswers but Ginny said you're not going out of bed. Please don'tdo that. You still have life tolive. Please, for me, go to the lessons. Wow, bet you never thoughtI'dsay that to Miss Hermione Granger!
I thought I'd give you something to remind you of me. This is my Cudley Canons T-Shirt. It'll probably look better on you than me anyway.
I'm really missing you.
Love Ron.