In Her Eyes
Madammarauder
Ch3: Reuniting
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He then turned around, letting Hermione get dressed. Once he had thought she had finished, he turned around slowly, just to make sure she still wasn't nude. "You can stay in this room for the night." Ron said, embracing Hermione in a tight hug. Once he let her go, he held her shoulders so he could look her in the eye. Her regular, gleaming eyes were now filled with exhaustion, anger, and sorrow."I am so sorry this has happened to you." He said, giving her another hug. He, once again, let her go. Next she climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to her neck. Ron snapped his fingers, and the lights turned off. He then turned to leave, but Hermione called him back, " Ron, " she said. He jerked around,
"Yeah?"
" Thanks."
" Anytime." He said. Even though it was dark, Hermione could see a Ron giving a faint smile. He then left the room without saying another word.
That night, Hermione had the hardest time falling to sleep. She would toss and turn, but not be able to find a comfortable position. And when she finally fell to sleep, Hermione kept waking up, drenched in sweat after dreaming about her trying to get away from her father. Fed up, Hermione looked at the clock that was next to her on the bedside table. It was 3:30 in the morning. With a big yawn, she got up and walked to the closet. She pulled out a plaid house robe, and wrapped it around her tightly, trying to get rid of the chills that were running over her body. With yet another yawn, Hermione walked out of the room, and turned right, heading toward the kitchen. Once she reached the top of the steps, she looked down into the kitchen. Sitting at the small, kitchen table, Hermione could faintly make out a red head of hair. She knew that this was one of the Weasley's, but she couldn't see the person's face.
Hermione quietly tiptoed down the steps, not wanting to startle the person. But, on the last step, Hermione tripped over her own feet, and fell to the ground, causing the person at the table to jerk around quickly.
Hermione got up quickly, blushing from her clumsiness. " Ron, what are you doing up this late?" Hermione asked, sitting down in the seat next to Ron. Ron shrugged,
" I couldn't sleep." He said, adjusting his seat uncomfortably. " What are you doing up so late?" Ron questioned back. Hermione shrugged as well. " I couldn't sleep either. You know. It's kind of been a rough day. Hasn't it?" She asked.
" I know. I am really sorry about what your father did to you." Ron said sympathetically, placing his hand on Hermione's .
"There's no need for you to be sorry. It's already did and done. He is a horrible person that did and does horrible things. And no words or gratitude toward me can change that."Hermione said. Ron frowned, and looked down at his hands, " But it sure does help." Hermione added, kissing Ron on the cheek. At this, Ron blushed deeper than the color of his hair. Hermione smiled, "Let's change the subject." Hermione suggested, getting up.
" Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Ron asked, smiling.
" I don't know. What have you done this summer?" Hermione asked, pulling out her wand she shot a spell at two coffee cups across the room which landed in front of them. She then pointed inside of the cup and muttered something, and hot, black coffee came streaming out of the end of her wand. " Coffee?"
" How about butterbear?" Ron asked, stroking his chin.
" Coming right up." Hermione said. This time, she pointed at Ron's cup, and butterbear shot from the end of her wand. " Now, how was your summer?" Hermione asked again.
Ron sighed, putting down his butterbear that he had already taken a sip out of. " Let's see. Every day I start my morning off by doing a lot of nothing. After lunch I do a whole lot of nothing. Then, I eat dinner, and do some more of nothing. And I end my day of boredom by doing a whole lot of nothing." Ron said matter-of-factly, nodding his head. Hermione smiled broadly, " That sounds like fun."
" Fun would be the LAST word used in describing my summer." Ron said, also smiling. " Other than your father being a complete arse, how was the rest of your summer?" Ron asked nervously, not wanting Hermione to get upset at his question.
" Well, It actually wasn't that shitty after all." Hermione stated, " A few weeks ago, I met this guy, Chris, at the muggle mall." Hermione said, taking a sip of her coffee. The seconds the words came out of her mouth, Ron's stomach tied in knots. Hermione went on, " He was really sweet and kind. But, a few days after we started to date, I found out that he had a record with the police." Hermione added. At this, Ron gave an internal sigh of relief.
" Wait, what's a police?" Ron asked with a confused look on his face. Hermione giggled at his facial expression. And she just couldn't stop.
" What?" Ron asked both confused, and amused.
" Your . . . face." Hermione managed to say through a fit of laughs.
" What about me face?" Ron asked worriedly, " Do I have like a bogey or something?" He asked, brushing at his nose furiously. Hermione shook her head, still laughing uncontrollably. Ron grinned, watching Hermione.
Finally, once she had calmed down, she smiled, " I really have missed both you and Harry so much." Hermione said, resting her head on Ron shoulder. " By the way, where is Harry? Have you kept in touch with him over the summer?" She asked, looking up at Ron. " I have only written to Harry once. He must be miserable, stuck with the Dursley's."
" Yeah, I have actually written to him a few times. He said that the Dursley's got so sick of him that they sent him to camp for a week. He actually had to cook, and get dirty!" Ron said, disgusted that Harry would have to do such a thing.
" Hey, I've got an idea! How about we go visit him tomorrow?" Hermione asked excitedly, lifting up her head.
" You mean today?" Ron asked jokingly.
" Huh?"
" Well, it is the morning, so it is technically 'today'" Ron stated.
"You egghead." Hermione said, hitting him in the arm. " It is too early for me to think." Ron gave her a mischievous look. " Okay, I'll ask Harry if we can go visit him TODAY." Ron said, nodding his head.
" Great!" Hermione said with a yawn, " Well, I think I'm going to get a few hours of sleep before morning." Hermione said lazily, getting up.
"Hermione, it already is morning." Ron said. " You realize that's twice in one day that I have outsmarted you? I thought you were the smart one." Ron said with a grin. Hermione just stared at him,
" Shut up."
" Fine, be that way." Ron joked, "I'm going back to bed." With that, he jumped out of his chair and stormed up the stairs.
Hermione watched him leave. She just shook her head and grinned. She then walked up the steps to her room to get a few more hours of sleep.
" Rise and Shine 'Mione!"
Hermione opened her eyes to find someone standing above her, not two inches from her face. She gasped, " Harry! What are you doing here?" Hermione exclaimed, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. This was difficult, considering Harry was over a foot taller that Hermione.
Harry was definitely one of the most attractive seventh years at Hogwarts. Most girls found his messy hair, dazzling green eyes, and broad features very attractive. But Hermione just couldn't see Harry in that manner. Hermione thought of Harry as the caring brother that she never had. And same goes with Ron. But, Ron was quite different from Harry. Although he was quite handsome, most girls found him as more of a 'Friend'.
Harry was almost knocked over by Hermione's hug. " Well, early this morning Ronny-boy owled me, and told me what had happened to you. I just had to come see how you are doing." Harry said, returning the hug.
" How did you get away from the Dursley's?" Hermione asked, releasing Harry.
" All I had to do was put a few pillows under my covers, put a charm on it to make it sound like my snoring, and reset all of the clocks back in the house to give me a few more hours with you and Ron." Harry shrugged, " And, besides. It's not like they would miss me if they new I was gone." Harry then walked Hermione over to the bed, and they both sat on the bed. " Okay, enough about me. I came here to see you. So, what happened?"
Hermione sighed, and looked away from Harry's caring, compassionate face. " He tried to hurt me again. But, this time I managed to get my wand from him, and escape. But, I was hardly able to make it to the fireplace. I just felt so trapped, and alone." Tears filled her eyes, and she tried to wipe the tears away, but they managed to escape, and fall down her face. " I hate that man, and I am never going back there! He is the most disgusting, cruel, dangerous . . . " Hermione was lost for words. Harry moved right next to her, and put his arm around her, pulling her closer.
" Shhh. It's okay. It will all be okay . . . " Harry said softly, letting Hermione cry on his shoulder.
For a few minutes, they just sat there in silence. Hermione's sniffles were the only sounds in the room. Suddenly, Hermione lifted her head and wiped away her tears. " Harry, thank you so much for caring about me." Hermione said, giving Harry a gentle hug.
Harry looked down at Hermione, " Hermione, you know that Ron and I will always be there for you when you need us."
Hermione smiled, " I know you will. And I will always be there for you guys." Hermione sighed. Standing up, she stretched out her arms and legs.
Harry jumped up quickly, " How about I race you to breakfast?"
" You're on." Hermione said with a grin.
" Okay, on three. Ready? One...two..."
" THREE!" Hermione yelled, taking a head start, she ran out the door.
" Hey, wait! Not fair!" Harry said running after her. Hermione looked over her shoulder to find Harry only a few feet behind her. A second later, he had dodged in front of her.
" I don't think so." Hermione said. She grabbed the back of his shirt, and pulled him back. Then, she made him turn toward her, and she kicked him in the nuts. With a painful moan, he fell to the ground. With a large grin, Hermione walked calmly the rest of the way to the kitchen, not looking back at Harry.
A/n: Thanks for reading, plz pzl plz review!