In Her Eyes
Madammarauder
Ch13:Home Away From Home
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1.As Hermione walked the rest of the way to the Great Hall, she realized that was the first time that she had seen Malfoy in about two weeks. For, they hadn't had to go patrolling ever sense the last meeting (as you probably guessed was two weeks before) they had assigned all of the prefects to patrolling. Both Hermione and Malfoy were relieved by the schedule, because they were both still very uncomfortable with each other. Sadly, Hermione ind of had the feeling that Malfoy still had feelings for her. And, as much as she hated to say it, she still had feelings for him as well. Hermione wanted to slap herself for feeling that way, but she knew that she couldn't fight reality. Then, when she walked into the Great Hall and saw Ron, her worries immediately went away.
2."Well, because of the situation with your dad. You obviously can't go back to your house. So, my mom offered to have you stay at our house for Christmas." Ron said anxiously, looking at Hermione, waiting for an answer.
"Oh, that would be great! Last year at Christmas, my dad was to hung over to even remember that it was Christmas. Anyway, who is all going to be at your house?"
"Thank God it will only be myself, you, Ginny, and Bill." Ron replied.
"Cool."Hermione replied. "I am glad Christmas is only a few weeks away."
Harry, Hermione, and Ron stepped out of the Entrance Hall, pulling their trunks behind them. The moment they stepped out into the cold, December day, the harsh winds pierced their skin. The three of them pulled their scarves tighter around their necks, to keep them warmer. They walked down the train to where the steaming Hogwarts Express was waiting for them. Harry, going first, heaved his trunk, and Hedwig's cage onto the train. Then, Hermione and Ron did the same thing.
After a few minutes of walking down the bustling aisles of the express, they found a compartment near the very back of the train, who the only person inside was a very shy girl named Virginia Baker from the Ravenclaw house. The first few minutes in the compartment were a little uncomfortable among the four of them, because they wanted to just talk, but Veronica looked very uncomfortable. Finally, someone from outside of the compartment called for Veronica to come into their compartment. The girl got up with a grateful sigh, grabbed her things, and left in just a matter of seconds.
"Wow, that girl really needs to climb back into her shell. She is just way too loud and obnoxious." Harry joked as he watched the girl shut the door to the compartment. Ron and Hermione just laughed. Suddenly, the long, high-pitched whistle of the train blew, and the Hogwart's Express slowly started to move along the tracks. In just a few seconds, the train had increased at least eighty miles per hour.
"Hello, children." An elderly lady outside of the compartment said joyfully to Harry, Hermione, and Ron. She was pushing along a trolley that had every kind of snack crammed upon it. "Would you like anything from the trolley?" Harry looked at Hermione and Ron for an answer.
"Umm . . . " Harry said, not even needing to look at the cart, "May we have three boxes of Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans, and three Chocolate Frogs?'"
"You may." The lady said sweetly, grabbing the items from the cart, and handed them over to Harry/ Both Hermione and Ron started to dig in their pockets for money to pay for their food, but Harry said, "No, that's okay. It's on me."
"Thanks, mate." Ron said, gratefully taking the candy from Harry.
"Yeah, thanks."Hermione said with a mournful sigh, staring at the candy in her hands. Ron looked at her strangely, and asked, "'Mione, are you okay? You have been down in the dumps this whole day." Ron said, scooting closer to her.
"It's nothing." Hermione said, whipping her eyes. Ron and Harry then realized that she was crying.
"Hermione." Ron said, concern in his voice. He moved even closer to her, putting one arm around her he pulled her right up to his chest. Without even looking up, Hermione hid her head in her hands, and just nuzzled up against Ron's chest. Ron let her cry on him for a few moments, then he took his index finger, and lifted her head so that he could look at her. Ron lowered his voice to a whisper and asked once again, "What's the matter?"
It took Hermione a few moments to calm down to the point to where she could talk. "It has been one year today that my mother died. And I just realized that I have something of great importance at the one place where I can't go . . . " Hermione said with a sigh, whipping away more tears.
"...To your home." Harry said in almost a whisper. Hermione just nodded.
"Hermione . . . " Ron said sincerely, not trying to pressure her. "You know that you can't go there alone? So, maybe while we aren't doing anything at the Burrow, we can stop by your house. Or maybe when your father isn't home?"
Hermione nodded, whipped her eyes and nose, and gave a big sniffle. "Oh, Ron. Thank you so much. I really hope you wouldn't mind. And I am sorry that I have been in a bad mood today, but it has just been a difficult day for me."
"I understand completely." Ron said, grabbing her face again. Then, he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her gently, and sweetly. "Even though this is a pretty shitty day for you, Harry and I will try to make it decent." Ron added, looking at Harry. Harry nodded in agreement
"Yeah, Hermione. If there's anything you need..."
"Thanks." Hermione said, forcing a grin."The both of you." Hermione added, looking at Ron.
The rest of the train ride Hermione, Ron, and Harry tried to stay in the best mood possible. They played dozens of rounds of Exploding Snap, and a few games of Wizard's chess. Harry managed to win most of the games of Exploding Snap. But, the last few rounds, Hermione won. And, just like always, Ron won every round Wizard's Chess. Just as they started to play their third game of Wizard's Chess, the train came to a halt.
"Well, we're there." Hermione said, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor. She got up with a heave, and her knees cracked as she rose. When she tried to untwist her legs, she just managed to get them tangled up, and she tripped and fell into Ron's arms. Harry, Hermione, and Ron all laughed at her clumsiness as they grabbed all of their things, and left the compartment.
"RON, HARRY, HERMIONE, OVER HERE!" Someone screamed the second Harry, Hermione, and Ron stepped off of the train. They looked around frantically to see who was calling them, but they already had a good idea who it was.
Mrs. Weasley was waving her arms, and jumping up and down as she made her way through the bustling crowd. Finally, she reached the three of them.
"Hello, everyone. The three haven't written as often as you should have . . . "Mrs. Weasley said, pointing a finger at them accusingly. But, then she grinned and put her finger down."But, I can excuse that. She then turned to say hello to each of them individually, but she noticed that Hermione's eyes were red and puffy.
"Oh, Hermione, dear. What is the matter?" Mrs. Weasley asked sweetly, putting her arm around Hermione. Hermione just brushed away her tears, and shook her head. But, before she could say anything, Ron pulled his mother to the side. Then, in a very low whisper that only Mrs. Weasley could hear, he told his mother why Hermione was so upset on that one particular day. Hermione and Harry watched Mrs. Weasley's expression change as Ron told her. Mrs. Weasley gasped when Ron was finished, and then she walked over to Hermione.
She said in a low, companionate tone, "Hermione, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to be so direct I should have just-"
"No, it's fine. I promise." Hermione said with a sniffle. "You didn't know."
"Oops." Harry said suddenly, "I've got to go. I see the Dursley's walking away. They must not see me." Harry said quickly, then he started to run to catch up with the Dursley's. As he was well away from Hermione, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley, he looked over his shoulder and waved good-bye, "Happy Christmas!"
On the way home in the Weasley's old flying car, (that they had gotten to replace the car that had been wrecked by Harry and Ron in their second year at Hogwarts), no one mentioned Hermione's dilemma again. Instead, Ron and Hermione filled in on what was going on at Hogwarts, and Mrs. Weasley filled them in on what was going on at the Burrow.
Finally, the car came to an abrupt halt in the driveway of the old, rickety Burrow. Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Hermione all climbed out, and grabbed their luggage, pulling it inside.
"Hermione!"Ginny welcomed, running out of the front door with her arms open, awaiting Hermione's hug.
"Oh, Ginny." Hermione said with a huge grin on her face, "I have missed you so much..."
"Come on, you girlies can catch up on the gossip later." Ron joked as he passed both Hermione and Ginny. When he passes Hermione, he winked flirtatiously, causing her to blush deeply. Ginny just rolled her eyes, and grinned.
"Ronny-boy!"
Ron jerked around quickly to see who was calling for him. But, before he could spot the person, he was tackled to the ground, all of his things falling beside of him.
"Bill!" Ron said cheerfully, clapping his brother on the back. Bill the extended his hand, and helped Ron up.
"How's my favorite brother?" Bill asked, giving Ron a hug.
"Good, I guess." Ron said with a grin.
"Any luck with the ladies? Bill asked, nudging Ron in the side. Then Hermione came up behind them, and kicked Ron in the shins.
"Ummm..." Ron said, clenching his shin quickly. Then, he shook it off, and looked between Hermione and Bill.
"As a matter of fact, yes. Hermione and I are now dating."
"Really?" Bill asked.
"I knew it!" Mrs. Weasley chanted.
"EEEEWWWWW." Ginny said, with a disgusted look on his face.
"Yep." Ron replied, looking at Hermione who was just smiling a little bashfully.
"Congratulations." Bill commented, patting Ron on the back. Then, as he and Ron started to walk toward the door, he whispered, " Good choice, she is awfully pretty." Ron just smiled and nodded.
Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Bill all hurried their way into the warm house to get out of the freezing weather.
A/n: I am suffering from a disease called notenoughreviewtocompletelysatisfymeatitus! the only way to cure it is to send me reviews! So, CURE ME! lol, ;-) :-)
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