The Aftermath Of Memories

Summary: She rubbed her forehead, closed her eyes, and thought to herself What in Blaises have I done?...Graduation was a real fog to her right now...A summer at Ron's house might give her a chance...he was leaving soon, and the thought made her want to cry...

Disclaimer: Ok...so If I, Hogwarts-Honeybee, owned the Harry Potter characters, I definitely wouldn't be here right now. I think all of you know that without me even writing a disclaimer. So I don't own them, that's it.

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Chapter 5- "School Robes and Summers with Ron"

Hermione paced her hotel room, cleaning, scrubbing, folding, washing... She wanted everything to be clean before she left. She wasn't partial to house elf labor and knew that it was their job to clean up after guests.

Hermione sighed. So much had happened during her stay here. She didn't know whether or not she wanted to come back next year for Ginny's graduation.

She smiled. Ginny had grown up. She was absolutely gorgeous and absolutely hard headed.

Some things never change Hermione thought, thinking of all the times Gin had helped her out... even if some of them hadn't been serious.

One memory stuck out above all. Hermione and Ron had been having the most outrageous pillow fight of their lives, knocking down things and running about the common room. Hermione had been running from Ron, dodging students and couches. "Ronald Weasley, you had better surrender! No one can beat me at pillow fights!" she warned him.

Ron had just smirked and hit her again with a gold pillow. "Gold beats Maroon!" he said, grinning. Hermione had decided that the best way to win would be to hide behind a reading Ginny Weasley. "Coming through!" she yelled before ripping Ginny from her seat and hiding behind her. "Hermione! What are you doing!" said the flustered red-head.

It was at this point that Ron had scowled. "Not Fair! You know that's against the rules!" he had said, turning red. Hermione smiled. She knew Ron was deathly afraid of his little sister and her diabolical ways, even if he would never admit it.

"Go ahead Ron, hit me..." she dared. Ginny just stood there, giving her brother a 'you-had-better-not-or-I'll-pummel-you' glare.

Ron had thrown his pillow down in defeat. "Fine, I'll let you win..." he clamed, almost muttering.

Hermione smiled "HA! Victory thy name is Hermione!"

Hermione laughed out loud. Ginny was atlas half as tall as each of her brothers, but they all seemed to be scared of her. Even Bill and Charlie had shown a bit of fear.

It must be in the Weasley genes she thought, thinking of Mrs. Weasley. That old bird was something else, but Hermione really loved her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. She jumped up and went to answer it, only to find the one person she didn't want to see on the other side.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" she muttered, annoyed and wondering why the hell Draco Malfoy had knocked on her door.

Draco smirked "Hey Granger..." she said, letting himself in and sitting down on her couch. "How goes it?" he asked, obviously getting comfortable.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "What?" she asked. What was he doing?

Draco just kept on smirking "I asked you how goes it... Did you have a good graduation?" she asked smirking at her. Merlin, she hated that smirk.

She glared at him. He had obviously heard about their night "Get out Malfoy..." she said, pointing towards the door "I don't need any of your rude remarks right now."

Draco didn't move "No I think you do..." he said. He got up and walked toward her "so, I hear you're not a virgin any longer..." he whispered.

Hermione backed away from him, wondering what he was up to. "That's none of your buisness!" she snapped, going red.

"So tell me granger..." he said, still walking toward her "Was Ron good? Did a Weasel actually give you pleasure Mudblood?"

Hermione was on the verge of tears. She hated Draco with such a passion. He always knew everyone's soft spots and right where to hit them. "Don't you have anything better to do!" she spit daggers at him.

"Not really, no..."

"Get the Hell out of my hotel room, or I'm calling the front desk!"

Draco smiled. "Answer my question and I'll leave... wow a Weasley and a Mudblood. Who would have expected THAT?" he said, sarcastically.

"Draco!" she yelled at him. "What the hell did I ever do to you?" she snapped.

Draco cornered her "You were born..." he whispered in her ear. "You showed up at MY school, you were in all of MY classes for the past 7 years, and you chose to befriend the Weasleys. THAT, Granger, is what you did..." he muttered coldly...

This wasn't like the normal mean-witted Draco she knew. He seemed even more... Slytherin today.

"Get out of my room..." she whispered, glaring at him with all her might. It didn't seem to phase him.

"I don't think you understand...I-"

Ron entered the room "Hey Hermione, do you have any-" he paused when he saw Draco cornering her.

"Malfoy!" he said, looking extremely confused. "What in bloody hell are you doing in here?" he asked.

Hermione spoke for him "He won't leave me alone! I think he might be intoxicated." she said, showing Ron how puzzled she had been about the whole thing too.

Draco scowled. "No Granger, I'm not intoxicated" he mimicked her voice in a high pitch. "I was just leaving, Weasley... just had to hear if the rumors were true. And, it seems they are..." he smirked. "Perhaps the Red haired curse is lifted and there will be a frizzy brown haired Weasley addition to the Family..." he teased them... "Tell me... you used protection, right?... I mean she is a Mudblood!"

Ron couldn't take it. He pulled out his wand "Get out now!" he said, enraged "Or I'll give you something REALLY gross to talk about..." he threatened.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Whatever. like I said, I was just leaving..." he said. With that he heft the room.

Hermione walked away from the space she had been cornered into and hugged Ron "Hey...Thanks for showing up..." she laughed, taking in his smell.

Ron patted her on the back, turning red. "err... Hey..." he said. "What was that all about?"

"Oh I just needed a hug and-"

"No, the thing with Malfoy..."

"Oh..." Hermione blushed "I- I don't know... he just showed up and started taunting me..." she rolled her eyes.

Ron nodded "That sounds like Malfoy all right..." he said, but Hermione could tell he was still confused, as was she.

She broke the hug and scratched her head. "What is it that you needed then?" she asked.

Ron snapped out of his dazed confusion "Oh..." he said "Yeah that... do you have any bath towels in here?" he asked.

"What ever for?"

"I didn't get any..."

Hermione smiled "What? They forgot them?" she asked, thinking of how awkward that was for house elves to forget towels.

Ron shrugged "Guess so... so do you have one?"

Hermione thought for a moment "I think mine's used..." she said "But if you don't mind using it, you can have that one..."

Ron turned extremely red. "uuhh... sure..." he said pushing his hair back with one hand. "So... yeah...I'll take that one.."

Hermione smiled. "Ok I'll get it..."

Ron smiled as she came back with the fluffy white towel. She handed it to him. "It's a bit damp bit it should work..." she said.

Ron took the towel "Thanks...well I guess I'll go shower now..." he said.

Hermione blushed. The thought of Ron in the shower made her shiver. She quickly shrugged it off and smiled at him. "Ok... you do that..." she mumbled, turning away from him, and beginning to pack again.

When Ron didn't leave, she turned around. He was staring at her.

"What is it?" she asked him, turning to face him.

Ron cocked his head. "You're hair looks different." he said, "Your eyes look different too..."

Hermione raised an eyebrow at him "What are you talking about?" she asked.

"I don't know... You look beautiful today, is all..." he smirked. "Not so... frizzy... and... your eyes are brighter..." he said, moving closer to her.

She blushed "Thanks, but I didn't do anything special today..." she said, wondering what had gotten into everyone these days.

Ron smiled "You didn't?..." he said, "I never would have guessed... you look stunning..."

Hermione blushed harder. "Ron, quit teasing me!" she told him. "You know that's not true...take your towel and go take a shower, you need it..." she lied, smirking at him.

He glared half heartedly at her, then turned "I wasn't kidding..." he said, leaving.

She watched as he left. She emitted a large sigh and began to pack again.

Hermione was completely packed and ready for a summer at the Weasleys house. She smiled, thinking of spending an entire summer with her two best friends and her partner in crime, Ginny Weasley.

Somehow, Ginny always talked Hermione into getting into trouble, even when the boys couldn't do it. She just had a way with things, Hermione supposed.

She eyed her school robes laying over a chair by her bed. She walked over to them and stroked the Gryffindor crest with one finger. A tear dropped down her cheek. No more Hogwarts, no more chasing after Voldemort, no more searching for unknown rooms in the still of the night, no more prancing through the forbidden forest, and no more grade A papers...

Hermione didn't want to think about 'no more'... she wanted to think about Ron's promise to her that they would always be best friends. Silent tears fell down her cheeks as she thought about this.

Ron had gotten onto the Chuddly Cannons team as their new Keeper, starting at the end of August! The CHUDDLY CANNONS team, the best there was! Or at least the best there was to him. In a few years, they wouldn't even be on speaking terms. It hurt Hermione to think like that, but there would be millions of girls, and she would be forgotten.

She remembered how happy he had been when he had gotten recognized as "The Wicked new Chuddly Cannons Keeper" in the daily Prophet. He had hugged her so tightly that she thought she might burst.

She hadn't taken the news quite like he had.

"Hermione?" Ron had came back into the room, pulling her from her thoughts. "Why are you crying?" he asked.

Hermione was startled by his presence and quickly wiped away her tears 'N-nothing!" she stated. "I'm just... going to miss school that's all" she lied.

Ron smiled and gave her a hug "I know... I will too..." he told her, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

Hermione shivered. "You're cold!" she said, pulling away from him. "Why are you so cold?" she asked him, raising an eyebrow.

Ron shrugged, "I take cold showers..." he stated.

Hermione grinned "you're an oddball, you know that?"

"Don't remind me..." he said, smiling down at her. "It's in the Weasley genes..." he shook his wet hair and sighed

"Ready to go?" he asked her.

She grabbed her things "Yes..." she replied, taking one final look at her Hotel Room, before wrapping an arm around Ron's waist and leaving it.


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