CH. 2

He was right about how Ron and Hermione would act well at least about Hermione, Ron found it cool, but you could tell he was still worried. Hermione though… well anyway this is how the evening went.

"Harry, how can you be happy about this!" she shrieked. "You're sitting here with nobody helping you learn advanced magic, while Voldemort keeps getting stronger!"

"Hermione, I agree with what you're saying, but don't you find it the least bit cool that we all get to share a room?" Ron whined wanting to move in as soon as possible.

"Ron," she started.

"And Hermione this way you can teach me some of those harder spells and help me figure out what the ultimate power is to defeat Voldemort," Harry pleaded, those sparkling green eyes boring into her chocolate brown eyes.

"Dumbledore knows what it is, but says I have to figure it out on my own," he continued.

"What! You mean he knows what the power is and won't tell you! You could get killed if he doesn't tell you!" she exploded. Fear racing through her faster than she thought was humanly possible. Fear that he would get killed leaving her behind forever.

"Hermione!" was the last thing she heard before blacking out. It was Harry who had shouted her name, Harry who had caught her before she fell, and him who was begging her to please get up.

"Ron, we have to take her to Madame Pomfrey," Harry said sick with worry. She had been unconscious for ten minutes and time was getting longer.

"Naw, I'll just write Fred and George on their new instant messaging system. "It's a wrapper for "Heevy Jeevy's Cough Cure" that you just write the message and who it's to, lick it and the writing disappears," Ron said explaining what it was.

"Brilliant, kind of like e-mail but faster," Harry said amazed.

"What?" Ron said bewildered as to what e-mail was.

"Never mind, I'll tell you later, just hurry up and send it, although I don't quite understand how writing Fred and George is going to help," he said annoyed that Ron was taking so long.

"Okay, here it goes," he said writing the note then licking it, not letting Harry she what it said.

Hey Ron here! Hermione's fainted and Harry's worried because she won't wake up. Send

one of those things that are god awful, but makes you answer any question asked truthfully for an

hour.

To Fred and George Weasly

"Okay, it's sent," he said. "We'll just have to wait a few moments….there!" he said, a package appearing in his hand writing appearing on the wrapper.

"What did they say?" Harry asked frantically, worried that it was now going on twenty minutes and Hermione still hadn't woken up.

"Well, they said that we should just pop this into her mouth," he said handing a yellowish brown ball of chocolate to Harry, "and she'll wake right up."

Harry looked at it cautiously, worried because of who it came from. For all he knew it might make her wake up and start chopping her own curls off!

"Don't worry, mate, they got it from Angelina, she's a Healer remember?" Ron asked trying as hard as he could to not just give it to her already.

"Well. Okay," he said looking down at the lovely young woman in his arms. He cautiously popped it into her mouth and her eyes flew open.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked attentively, "you've been out for almost thirty minutes.

"No, I'm worried sick," she said. Her eyes widened. 'Why did I just tell him no! Now he'll probably ask why! Maybe he won't know I'm lying,' she thought frantically.

"What are you worried about?" he questioned his eyes staring deeply into hers, pleading her to tell him.

'I'm not going tell him,' she thought. 'I'll just tell him I'm worried about failing an exam in Potions.' "I'm worried about Voldemort killing you and leaving me here!" Her eyes widened, her hand slapped over her mouth, and she stared at him, fury written all over her face.

"You put a truth spell on me didn't you!" she shrieked. "Didn't you!"

"No, I swear! All I did was give you that chocolate looking thing that Ron asked Fred and George for who got it from Angelina!" he said this all very rapidly trying to figure out why she thought he put a truth spell on her. She should know he'd never do that, but then again she had been acting strange lately.

"Ron, what was that and if you make me answer anything that will make me embarrassed in front of you or Harry, I swear I'll get Ginny to Bat Bogey Hex you from here to the Malfoy's!" she screamed, smirking when she saw that he paled at the thought of Ginny's mean hex that had saved her from being taunted by her brothers many times.

"Okay, okay," he raised his hands in the air signaling he gave up. "It was a chocolate that makes a person come out of unconsciousness, and they did get it that way from Angelina, but…" he trailed off.

"But what?" Harry demanded stepping in.

"But then Fred and George hexed it to make the person who ate it, answer any question asked truthfully, no matter how embarrassing it may be," he finished quickly.

"I swear Ronald Weasly, if you ever do anything like this again I'll owl your mother, get Ginny on you with her hex, and tell Heather Perlamp that you do like her as more than a friend!" she threatened relentlessly.

"Please Hermione, don't tell her that, I'll have to go out with her if you do!" he exclaimed horrified. He could deal with his mum, even Ginny's Bat Bogey Hex, but not Heather Perlamp.

Heather Perlamp was in Fourth Year and had had a crush on him since her first year. Personally, he thought she only liked him because he was one of Harry Potter's best mates.

"I will if you ever do something like that again!" she shouted. "Now, I'm going to bed before you ask me anymore questions," she said walking towards the girls' dormitories, ignoring the look on Ron's face of pure horror, but finding joy at Harry, looking at Ron like he deserved what he got, then walking off to his own dorm.

"God, how I love that boy," she sighed out loud, when she had crawled under the covers. Luckily, none of her roommates were awake to ask who, because then she would have had to tell them that she was madly in love with the Boy Who Lived, Harry James Potter.

She was half asleep when she remembered, 'We forgot to decide on if we're moving into the room or not!' she layed back down. 'Oh well, it can wait 'till tomorrow,' and wait it did for soon after, Hermione Granger and everybody else in Gryffindor Tower was fast asleep.

A/N: 1. I only own the messaging thing, the cough cure, and Heather Perlamp.

2. Sorry it took so long I've had it written for a week just to lazy to type it up.

3. Next time, will Harry and Hermione ever get a clue, will they move into the room or not, and what is with Ron and that 5th year in Hufflepuff? Find out more on the 3rd chapter of Just Like It Should Be!

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