In Her Eyes

Madammarauder

Ch4: Good News!

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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

Hermione walked calmly into the kitchen. Sitting around the table was the whole Weasley family. All except for Ginny, who had spent the night at a friend's house, and Mr. Weasley, who had left for work already.

" Good morning, Hermione, dear." Mrs. Weasley said, looking up from the dishes. " What would you like for breakfast?" She asked, drying off a large, rusty pot.

" Umm . . . " Hermione pondered.

" Well," Mrs. Weasley interrupted, " I can make you eggs, pancakes, sausage, a biscuit, waffles . . . "

This time, Hermione cut Mrs. Weasley off, " I'll take a waffle, please." She said with a grin.

" Coming right up." Mrs. Weasley replied, pointing at a plate across the kitchen. The plate soared in front of Hermione. Not a second later, a pile of steaming waffles filled the plate.

" Thank you, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione said, grabbing a fork, she started to shove the waffles down her throat.

" Geez, 'Mione. You must be hungry." Ron said, watching Hermione eat.

" Yeah," George said, " She's like a cannibalistic man who hasn't eaten in months."

" You're right," Fred agreed, "She's a pig."

" Shove it up your arse, the both of you." Ron said angrily, " I liked you better when you were away at the joke shop."

" Hey," Mrs. Weasley said, pointing at Ron, "Act like a sophisticated adult."

" Yeah, Ron." Fred said, " Act like a sophisticated adult." Once Mrs. Weasley had turned around completely, Fred started sticking his tongue out at Ron like a three-year old. Then, Ron gave Fred the finger. Hermione started to giggle hysterically.

" Mommy!" George said, making his voice sound like a five year old's, " Ronny just gave Freddy the bird!"

" Now, boys," Mrs. Weasley said angrily, waving the steak knife that she was cleaning at them," Stop it!"

" Wow." Harry said as he walked down the steps, apparently recovered, " What have I missed?"

" Oh, nothing." Hermione said, still in a fit of giggles. Suddenly, there was a loud THUNK on the window beside above the kitchen sink.

" What the bloody hell was that?" George asked, jumping up in shock. Ron walked over to the window, and swung it open. A few seconds later, a small creature came whizzing through the kitchen.

" Pig!" Ron yelled, " Would you settle down?"He said, frantically trying to catch and control the tiny owl. Finally, he managed to get the tiny creature in his firm grasp. " You'd think that after a few years with us, he would calm down!"

"Wait," Harry said, " he's got mail." Mrs. Weasley said, Pig who was desperately trying to escape Ron's tight embrace.

" They're from Hogwarts." Mrs. Weasley said, untying the letter from the owl's skinny leg.

"Wow," Mrs. Weasley said, holding one of the letters in her hand, "This one's heavy. And it's . . . Hermione's." She said, tossing her the letter. Hermione instantly knew why her letter was so heavy. She frantically ripped open the letter, and poured out its contents. With a loud THUD a shinny badge lay in front of her on the table. She picked it up quickly and read the inscription on the front. It read, HOGWARTS HEAD GIRL! Hermione was ecstatic,

" I'm head girl!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping up and down, " I'm head girl! Look." She said, tossing the badge to Ron.

" Congratulations, Hermione!" Ron said, reading the badge for himself, and then he tossed it to Harry.

" Weah, 'Mione, congrapuwations." Harry said with a mouthful of bacon in his mouth, catching the badge with his non greasy hand. " I wonder who Head Boy is." Harry said, swallowing his mouthful of bacon.

" I don't know." Hermione said, " As long as it isn't Malfoy, or any of the Slytherins." Hermione said, disgusted at the thought of having to be paired with a Slytherin for the rest of the year.

"I'm glad I don't have to go back there." George sighed, " we got in so much trouble, all I ever saw was the detention room with Professor McGonagall."

" Well," Hermione said, " If you had actually tried, I bet you would have liked Hogwarts."

"Psch." Fred grunted, " That would be the day." Harry laughed, and looked down at his watch.

"Oh, shit!" Harry said, " I've got to go. The Dursley's will realize I'm gone in about an hour. I've got to get back, and be there when they wake up!" With that, Harry rushed over to the fireplace, and grabbed a handful of floo powder, " Hermione, Ron. Could you guys get my books for me? I will pay you back at school." Harry said, looking back at them.

" Sure." Hermione and Ron both answered.

"Thanks." Harry said, turning to face the green flames, " THE DURSLEY'S!"

A/n : I know, this chapter is really short. But, the next one will be longer, i promise. PLZ review!