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It really isn't "Goodbye"after all

Chapter 6: Getting worried...AGAIN, AKA, Bad News from Hermione.

Ron, Harry and Ginny were walking back into the Burrow after a very vicious game of Quidditch. They played against the twins Fred and George, and lost miserably. 360 to 20, how sad is that? And Harry was supposed to be good at this game! Well I guess the only reason they lost is because the twins have extra time on their hands since they had quit Hogwarts and started their own joke shop in Diagon Alley. But oh well.

"Man, we got crushed bad", said Ron flopping down on the couch and looking out the window, only to see the twins still celebrating their victory.

"Yeah, well maybe we would have won if RON didn't keep dropping th Quaffle!", said Ginny, sitting down on the chair oppostie of Ron. Harry, knowing their sibling rivalry and how bad it could get, moved to a chair farther away from them.

"Oi!" said Ron jerking his head away from the window and the still cheering twins. "It wasn't my fault, you just can't aim AND you kept trying to knock me off my broom!"

"Well that is true." Said Ginny under her breath, but Ron could still see her because he just gave her a look and dropped the whole thing.

"Well, i'm hungry, what about you all," said Ron looking around for Harry only to discover him heading back upstairs.

"Harry...Harry, where are you going?" said Ron getting out of his arm chair and chasing Harry up the stairs because Harry had quickened his pace. "Harry, what are you doing? Why are you running away from me?"

"What, oh.. Ron didn't see you there, what are you doing, you look out of breath?" Said Harry turning to see a flustered Ron.

"Well I was asking you if you were hungry and you just left and were ignoring me." said Ron, catching his breath.

"Oh, well no i'm not, i'll get something later, i'm just going to write Hermione again. I think that something is seriously wrong with her." said Harry who started to climb the stairs again.

"Ok, well tell me if you're hungry and i'll bring you something." siad Ron giving Harry a look and heading back down the stairs.

"Ya, ok." said Harry closing the door to his room at the Burrow.

Harry sat there on his bed thinking hard about what to write Hermione. Maybe ' Are you ever going to write me back' or 'If you don't write me back i'm just going to come and look for you'. He wanted so badly to say one of those things but he knew he couldn't, he didn't want her to think that he was over reacting or worried about her. But inside he was dying from the lack of her sweet words.

He sat there for quite awhile before deciding what to write her. He got up off his bed and started for the small desk that sat in the corner of the room. He opened the drawer and pulled out a piece of parchment, a quill and ink. He wrote:

Dear Hermione,

It's been awhile since I have heard from you. Actually it's been awhile since anyone has heard from you. Whats going on? Are you mad or are you just too busy to write back? Whatever it is i'm sure i'll understand. But what I don't understand is why are you just ignoring me. We're supposed to be friends...right? Well ne ways... how is America? I hope you're having a great time, and I hope you tell me and Ron all about it when you get back. Well write back if you have time.

Love, Harry

Harry read over this letter twice, making sure that it didn't sound too mean, but mean enough to make her feel guilty and finally wirte him back.

He rolled up the parchment and tied it to Hedwig's leg. Telling her where to go, he sent her off.

He watched his snow white owl fly gracefully into the sunset. Deciding that he was hungry, Harry headed downstairs to join Ron and Ginny in a feast that they were sure to be having.

Harry walked downstairs and sure enough he saw Ron and Ginny digging in to what looked like dinner for that night.

"Guys, don't you think that you should wait for dinner, I mean if you're mum catches you eating dinner already, she'll hex you." Harry said raising one eyebrow, while Ron and Ginny kept eating.

"Wethle maynege wedj shoodlh waeith" said Ron, his mouth full of bread.

Just then Mrs. Weasley walked into the room and stared at the pair, digging into the roast. "RONALD WEASLEY! GINNY WEASLEY! WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?",yelled Mrs. Weasley almost at the top of her voice.

Harry then decided this might be the best time to take a walk. So he left the frightened pair with their mother to deal with them.

He walked out by the garden and gazed at the enchanted garden gnomes, attempting to drag a baby bunny back into their gnome holes in the ground. That was before Harry picked up the bunny and set him free from the now angry gnomes.

Harry left the gnomes,because they were now poking him in the shins and stomping on his feet, and started to walk down to the pond that was on the Weasley land.

He sat down on the bench that was set by the water and stared into the brown murky muck. He sat there think about(you guessed it) Hermione. He couldn't seem to get her out of his head. He just knew that something or someone was getting in between them.

He didn't know how long he was sitting there before he saw it. All he saw was a reflection in the water. Something white was flying towards him. He could see perfectly, the brown murky water mixed with the shining moonlight, he was able to see what it was perfectly. He turned around just as Hedwig was perching herself on the back of the bench with what looked like a letter from-

"HERMIONE!" Harry yelled as he grabbed the letter from Hedwig's leg, slmost knocking her on the ground.

"Oh, sorry Hedwig",said Harry as he stroked her beak a bit. Then he turned back to the letter and started to tear it open. Once it was open he read:

Dearest Harry,

I am so sorry that I haven't written you or Ron at all this summer but I have been really busy. I have learned loads here in America. In fact i love it here so much that I don't want to leave. But I have to, Mum and Dad wouldn't let me transfer to Tolkser( Wizarding School in America). But oh well...I guess i'll live. But I hope to see you soon. Oh...and by the way, I don't want you to take this the wrong way but what happened on the platform, lets just pretend that little "incident" didn't happen. Besides I met someone, he's coming to Hogwarts this year. I hope you two and Ron get along.

Love, Hermione

Harry read this letter over twice and then sat down suddenly feeling out of breath. He couldn't believe that she would have said something like that. That she didn't feel the same way about him that he felt about her. That she met someone else and he was coming to Hogwarts. And she actually hoped that they would get along. He vowed that whatever it took, he would get her back, besides she was the only one that he actually loved.

He then hung his head low and did something that he hadn't done in years. He cried. Cried late into the night sitting there on the moldy bench in the moonlight.

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