Chapter Four: Talking About It

"Hey Moony! Over here!" James shouted at breakfast. Remus had slept in late, because it had been Remus' furry little problem last night. Remus had looked exhausted, so James and Sirius let him sleep.

"Thanks for letting me sleep in guys," Moony said with a yawn. "I really needed it." He smiled. "It was fun last night last night," he added in a low voice.

"Yeah it was. Hey, there's Anne, I am going over there," Sirius said. Anne was a friend of Lily's he had a crush on. Lily knew that Anne liked him too, but she wanted Anne to tell Sirius. James and Lily had laughed about it many times. Lily came to join Remus, James, and Peter at the table.

"Hi guys. I have a great idea tonight. It's Saturday so we should go out," Lily told them. "I've heard of this cool place that we could dance at."

"That sounds cool. When should we go? I mean, I know it's tonight, but when tonight?" Peter asked.

"First let's run it by Sirius and Rachel, but how about 11:00 we meet in the common room. We can use the Invisibility Cloak. We won't all fit, but we can make it work." Lily suggested.

"Sounds awesome," James agreed. "I'll tell Padfoot today."

"See you," Moony called to Lily. "Wait…wait!" Lily turned around and Remus added, "Do you have another friend that would like me?" Lily smiled at him and replied, "Yeah, I'll see about that." Lily also knew that her friend Amanda thought that Remus was cute.

James told Sirius later about their plan, and he agreed. They were all looking forward to it, but if they had known one thing, everybody would have stayed. That was the night Harry Potter would come looking for his father.

Hermione woke up with a sick feeling in her stomach. She would have to confront Harry again. Normally Hermione was not shy around Harry and Ron, but when it was about stuff like this, she became as shy as she used to be when her parents would leave her alone with a babysitter. Hermione was always shy and would not talk for the longest time; she would only talk if she knew the person well, and that only happened if the person had babysat her for a long time.

Just then Harry and Ron came down from the stairs. They were talking about Quidditch, but Harry gave Hermione a look that said "We'll talk about it later." Hermione gave the tiniest of nods. A smile broke out on his face. Hermione didn't think it was because of her. How could he smile at someone who had lied to him about something as important as seeing his parents? Still, Hermione felt a flutter in her stomach. Why do I keep doing this! She thought. Then she followed them out to the Great Hall.

Later that day, when Ron had to go to detention Harry came to Hermione.

"Hermione, we need to talk," he said flatly.

"Okay, Harry, but please don't shout at me," she stammered.

"I won't Hermione, but why didn't you tell me earlier?" Harry asked.

Hermione could hear the quiet anger in his voice. She had to be careful not to upset him. "Harry, I was… never mind," she said.

"You were what?" Harry inquired.

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

"You don't need to know," Hermione said desperately.

"Since this concerns my parents, and not yours, I think I have the right to know," Harry said snottily.

"Fine Harry, but you don't have to be such a snob. Okay, I was scared to tell you. I knew you would act like this, and I knew you would yell at me even if I asked you not to! You have been taking out everything on us and- and I am sick and tired of it!" Hermione yelled. "There, you got your answer. Happy now?"

"I don't yell at you that often do I?" Harry asked, a little bewildered.

"Actually, yeah, you do." Hermione told him. "Ron and I are getting so tired of it. You blow up at us for every little thing."

"Sorry. I'll try to stop. Anyway, can we go back tonight?" Harry asked, with buckets of hope in his voice.

"Yes," Hermione told him, awaiting the explosion.

Harry jumped into the air with a huge grin on his face. Then he came back down and hugged Hermione. At first she stiffened, then relaxed. When she was released, Hermione also had a giddy look on her face.

"So meet me in the common room at midnight," Harry said.

"Okay," Hermione agreed.

Harry jumped around some more. He was very hyper. It wasn't a surprise. After all who wouldn't want to see their dead parents when they were alive? When Gryffindors came pouring into the common room again, Harry calmed down. Ron, found Hermione studying and Harry reading about the Chudley Cannons. He still had no idea about what was going to happen that night. As it should be.

So yep! Oh yes, a disclaimer: I don't own any single solitary thing from the Harry Potter books.

And I just changed the name of "Rachel" to "Anne". Just because. Yeppers.