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Warning: This story is supposed to take place right after "Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince" so I don't think you'd really understand it if you have not read the book. This FanFic would also include some of my own theories about it in later chaps…
The Best Thing: By Darknessshines
Chapter 2: Obvious?
Morning came as a surprise to Hermione. She had slept only for a few hours but oddly enough, didn't regret it.
Yes, so she was thinking about Ron all through the night, but so what? I mean, he was her boyfriend…
…Or was he? Well not officially.
I'll talk to him after, then…She rubbed her eyes drowsily and slid from her bed silently, not wanting to wake the others. But apparently she shouldn't have bothered.
"Someone's up pretty early" Parvarti giggled.
Hermione wheeled around, surprised.
Oh crap
"You got here late yesterday," Susan said frowning "very late"
"Oh…well…I,"
Wait! She's not my mother!
"…So what? I don't have to—"
She had just spotted Lavender's bed, curtains open. She seemed to be sleeping but she knew she was listening to every word.
"It's okay," Parvarti whispered just so she could hear her. "She's over him."
She grabbed Hermione's wrist and pulled her outside.
"Excuse us"
Door closed
"So, tell me…Are you and Ron…together?"
Was Parvarti always this nosy?
Hermione nodded
She'll find out anyways…
Parvarti squeaked and they re-entered the dormitory.
Meanwhile-Ron's POV
Ron was walking in the snow. You could tell it was Christmas time by the decorations outside the stores. Stores? Could he possibly be in Diagon Alley? Hosmeade? London?
Then someone grabbed his hand and stopped him. It was Hermione. Ron smiled and hugged her and then realized that she wasn't alone. Bellatrix Lestrange and Wormtail were watching the scene, apparently amused. They snatched Hermione- no; she had turned into Harry and covered his face with a bag and sealed it.
"What are you doing! You'll suffocate him!" Ron's hand instantly flew to his pocket…no wand?
He was wandless!
Bellatrix and Wormtail laughed as he tried to take the bag of Harry's face, but it was magically sealed.
Then Bellatrix pointed her wand directly at Harry's heart.
"You don't want him dead? Do you?" she asked murderously.
"Let him go! You evil bitch!"
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk,"
"If you don't want him dead then….don't mess with the Dark Lord!" Wormtail snarled.
Ron was ready to make an angry retort but suddenly the whole place changed almost dreamlike. He was now standing in what appeared to be a funeral. There were quiet a few people crying and laying beside someone's grave…no…two graves. He walked closer.
Ron then recognized them all with a pang. His mother, Ginny and Hermione who was burying her face in her hands were all dressed in black and sobbing uncontrollably. Ron didn't understand.
Who the hell had died?
He made a move to read the grave markers but just then he saw his dad approaching. He looked thoroughly miserable but also weary and very tired, there were tears streaming down his face as he hugged his wife and daughter.
Ron watched as Hermione looked wretchedly at both graves, more tears ran down her cheeks. He wanted to comfort her but his hand went right through her… as if he was some kind of ghost. Then she whispered desperately, almost angrily.
"Why'd you two leave me?" Why?" she collapsed angrily on top of the white stoned grave to her right. "Why Ron!"
What?
Ron was shocked and immobile. He had just read his own name on the grave marker. Next to…Harry's!
"Ron!"
What?
"Ron! Wake up!"
He opened his eyes lazily and blinked several times before sitting up on his bed. Harry was already dressed and doing his own bed.
"What?" Ron said sounding annoyed.
"Hermione's already in the Common Room waiting for us…you, really." Harry responded.
"What! Oh No! First day and I'm already screwing up! Shit!"
He got dressed hastily and left the dormitory after Harry.
"You should've woken me up early!" he said heatedly
"Oh, so this is now my fault?" Harry said just as irritable "You were muttering in you sleep"
Oh Yeah…that stupid dream…
"It was a stupid dream, you and I were dead….and something about Wormtail and Lestrange…"
Harry glared at him seriously.
"What about Wormtail and Lestrange?"
"I'll tell you later…but I don't get it! Wasn't I supposed to get nice dreams? I mean, with Hermione being my-"
Ron hit himself on the forehead.
"I forgot to ask her. I forgot to ask her, damn it!"
Harry looked like he wanted to burst out laughing as they climbed down the stairs from the Boy's Dormitories. The Common Room was packed with first and second years, the ones that typically get up earlier than the rest. They caught sight of Hermione and Ginny talking on their usually spot by the fireplace, which was now flame-free and made their way there.
Harry's POV
Hermione was beaming at the two of them and seemed slightly more cheerful than usual. Gee I wonder why….
He was sincerely happy for them but at the same time…he couldn't help feel…what was the word…. lonely? Yea well, Hermione had Ron and Ron had Hermione, but Harry? Harry had….Harry wanted Ginny.
He watched her sitting on the couch looking straight down at her lap. He couldn't stand it. They needed to talk like they used to. So what if he asked her not to be with him a year ago? What if she moves on and Harry definitely looses her? What if she loves someone else? Would she still want to be with him anyways, after a year?
Agh…I need to talk to her..
Ron was now giving Hermione a good morning kiss and wouldn't let go of her. While Ginny was looking at them happily but Harry could see her feeling the same way he was right now. He sat across from her and smiled and she smiled back.
"So, should we go down to breakfast?" asked Hermione who was now acting like her usual self but was still locked in Ron's embrace.
"I guess…" Ginny said smiling
"Yea…"
They four of them got up from their seats and headed for the portrait hole. Ron had somehow managed to hold Hermione's hand and were walking in front of Ginny and Harry. Ron turned to look at him.
"I don't get it Harry, how is it that you knew me and Hermione would…" he trailed off, his ears turning red. He could bet Hermione was red too.
Ginny and Harry exchanged tiring looks.
"Ron, It was obvious…since what? Fourth Year?" Ginny looked at Harry.
"Yep...Fourth Year."
Then Hermione spoke, in a rather amused tone.
"What do you guys reckon the rest of the Gryffindors will think?"
"Oh they won't be surprised." Harry answered
They both scowled at each other. Probably thinking: We weren't that obvious!
Ron's POV
We weren't that obvious!
They were now entering the Great Hall where the four long tables of the different Houses were all packed with students enjoying breakfast. Ron squeezed Hermione's hand tight as they passed all the other tables and sat down together at the Gryffindor one. It was very crowded, so crowded in fact that Ron and Hermione had to sit together and Harry and Ginny had to sit together across from them if they all didn't want split up individually.
Ha ha! Guess Harry and Ginny have no choice….
Ron saw his best friend and his sister struggle to sit across from them.
"You first,"
"No it's okay, you first"
"No I'm fine, I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable"
"I won't, really"
Then someone caught his eye. It was a girl who had her head down on the table and covered it with her arms; he saw Parvarti trying to cheer her up and was patting her back. Hermione seemed to have noticed her too.
She looked awfully like….Lavender?
Ron's insides squirmed with guilt.
"I thought she was over you…." Hermione said as if to herself. She hit her head on the table.
"What?"
"Nevermind"
"So you're both finally sitting! Congratulations!" Ron said as an opportunity to change the subject. He held Hermione's hand tightly.
Harry and Ginny blushed.
They started eating their magically served food. Until (as expected) some of their friends from their year started approaching Ron and Hermione for an explanation of their sudden hand-holding.
"I knew it was gonna happen!" Neville said enthusiastically "Didn't you guys?" He turned to Ginny and Harry and they nodded for what felt like the millionth time.
"Well it seems like it's going well" Hermione said after Neville left with Luna.
"Yup very well!" Ron said
Harry checked his watch. "Hey I think were gonna be late for Transfiguration."
Hermione choked on her Pumpkin juice. "Let's go, I hate being late, especially this year" She gave them significant looks.
The three of them nodded.
Ron, Harry and Hermione ran for it after breakfast leaving Ginny running to the opposite way for Charms. When they arrived they met Professor Mcgonagall waiting at her door looking livid.
"You three are late!"
"Sorry Professor," They muttered, looking at their feet.
She held the door open and they stepped inside the empty classroom.
A/N Why Is THIS year so special? Why does Professor Mcgonagall accuse them of being late if her classroom is empty? Why is Ron having nightmares about dying and the Dark Lord? Find out Next Chap! A/N
