They sat in a compartment by themselves on the train from London to Cambridge. Harry was sitting on the chair next to the window, Hermione on the one next to him resting hear head on Harry's shoulder. Harry had cleaned Hermione up for the train ride home, but her tiredness was still etched in her face. Ron sat opposite Harry, and was having an inner battle. Why was Hermione leaning on Harry like that? Why had Harry been so upset over almost losing Hermione? Why was he always sticking up for Hermione when Ron was being, well, a little unpleasant? The logical part of him was telling him that he was being completely idiotic. Of course Harry would be worried about almost losing Hermione, they were best friends! Ron had almost cried too when it looked like she wasn't going to breathe. 'Harry always sticks up for Hermione because I've been a wanker to her lately,' he thought. Hermione was resting on Harry's shoulder for the same reason. 'Why would she want comfort from me when I've been punishing her for not wanting to be with me?' he thought again. But his unease continued, and as much as he tried to tell himself that he was simply suspicious and jealous, his mind wouldn't let it go. He thought he was going to go crazy and just wanted to get back to that stupid cottage and sit on his stupid bed and forget all of this for the rest of the night.

"Why did we have to take this stupid train home? It takes forever to get anywhere the way these muggles travel," said Ron, betraying some of his inner anger.

"Ron," said Hermione quietly "You know why. Someone in the ministry could sense us apparating, we cant take a risk of anyone knowing where we are."

"There must be hundreds of witches and wizards around here though, they cant track us that quickly just once," said Ron, sounding impatient now.

"If owls that travel during the day are being attacked, then you can be sure that everything else is being watched too. We just have to be very careful Ron, we can't take any risks." said Hermione again, sounding like her patience was wearing out as well as her energy.

"If we'd have stayed at Grimmauld place this wouldn't have been a problem. They can't detect apparition there." said Ron again, crossing his arms in frustration. Harry looked at him for a while wondering what was wrong with him. 'Maybe seeing his mum like that really messed him up,' thought Harry.

"You're right Ron, Grimmauld place would have been safer. If you want to move there then just say the word and we will. It was kind of selfish of me to stay away because I don't want reminders of Sirius," said Harry stiffly, he hated having to admit that he'd only thought of himself in front of Hermione. What if she thought less of him. He glanced to the side and saw that she was beaming at him and he gave a small smile back. Ron watched this exchange and felt like punching Harry in the face. Why did Hermione think he was a great hero? Then he felt a bit guilty, Harry was being nice and saying they could move to Grimmauld place and here was Ron wanting to punch him. Why was he acting so crazy? Was he going to act like this with every bloke Hermione smiled at? What about when she went out with someone else? He smiled stiffly back at Harry and decided he would try to control his jealousy.

The rest of the way home was spent in silence, each of them lost in their own thoughts and all looking forward to getting some much needed rest. They let themselves into the cottage quietly hoping to sneak upstairs and get some sleep. A split second later Luna and Susan were in the hallway.

"Where have you been?" asked Susan looking very worried.

"Just taking care of some business," said Harry quietly.

"What kind of business?" asked Luna

"We'll tell you soon," said Harry firmly "But now is not the time." He made a move to the stairs but Luna stopped them.

"We made dinner, don't you want any?" she asked. Harry had every intention of saying 'No', but he felt guilty. Instead he nodded his head and the three of them sat down at the table to eat. To Harry's surprise the meal was wonderful. Roast chicken, Yorkshire puddings and three kinds of vegetables were served. For desert there was jam roly poly and custard. Ron looked like he was in heaven, and all three of them ate ravenously. After that Ron sat and played wizards chess with Luna, while Susan read a muggle book from the study. Harry and Hermione played exploding snap. By 11 o clock they were all content and had been having a lot of fun.

"You know what," said Ron happily "When we came home today we were all just about ready to go to bed. After a good meal and a game of chess though, I feel up for just about anything!"

"I'm glad that Luna and I could make you three so happy. Now, what would make me happy is knowing what you three were up to today." said Susan, her arms folded as she stared at all three of them. Ron and Hermione simply turned to stare at Harry with a look of 'Your decision not ours,' upon their faces. Harry stared back at them, trying to figure out what to do.

"We're in this together Harry," said Luna dreamily "We three are going to have to destroy Voldemort, that's the reason it felt so right for us to all be here. It's our destiny, and I think that Susan and I have a right to know the whole story. We shouldn't have secrets Harry, we need to trust each other implicitly because every single one if us has the others' lives in their hands."

"Well, when she puts it like that Harry how can you refuse? I have to say Loony you're a smart cookie, and I am very impressed," said Ron with a big smile. Luna blushed slightly and continued to stare at Harry, her eyes wide with anticipation. Harry knew that the only reason Dumbledore told him to tell on Ron and Hermione was because he trusted them with his life and knew they would never betray him. Did he trust Luna and Susan the same way? He knew the answer before he even asked himself that question, after all if it hadn't felt right why would they be here?

"We were finding a Horcrux," said Harry quietly and pulled Hufflepuff's cup out of his pocket. Susan looked confused at the word 'Horcrux', Luna looked confused too but it was for an entirely different reason.

"How did you fit that in your pocket?" she said. Harry and Susan both laughed and they moved next to Luna and hugged her affectionately. Harry sat on the couch with them on either side of him and quietly told them the story of the Horcruxes and everything he knew about Voldemort. Hermione watched him telling the story and felt her heart swell at the sight of him. She was also amazed at the closeness Luna, Susan and Harry had developed. She knew the founder's had been close too, but it was strange how quickly their relationship had grown so close so quickly. 'It was meant to be,' she thought to herself and smiled. Maybe they had a chance against Voldemort after all. No, no maybes about it, they were going to win…