1Thank you very much to all of my reviewers! Sorry this chapter's so late.

Bad News, Hermione

It was the night before Christmas break. Hermione and Chelsea were packing their belongings and so were Harry and Ron. They all went down to the common room afterwards, to hang out before they go home.

"So you are spending Christmas at our house, right?" asked Harry to Ron.

"Unless my parents and Ginny are not going to Romania," said Ron.

"Sweet. This is going to be the coolest Christmas!" exclaimed Harry.

Then an owl came flying through the window. It was a letter from Hermione from her father. She opened it and read it quietly to herself:

My Dear Hermione,

This might be some sort of a shock to you, my dear, but your mother had been hiding some important things from us. We have been fighting all year long when you were at school. We could not bear it anymore, so your mother is filing for divorce.

Darling, please do not cry. Even though we are not living together anymore, we still love you more than our own lives. Thank you for understanding.

Love,

Daddy

Tears fell down Hermione's cheeks and she dropped the letter and ran up to the girls' dormitory. As they gazed upon Hermione, Chelsea, Ron, and Harry picked up the letter and read it to themselves. After, they ran upstairs and the boys waited in front of the dormitory while Chelsea went in. Inside, a crying Hermione was sitting on her bed. At this sight, Chelsea quickly went up to her and hugged her.

"I...I had..no...idea...how..c-c-could...t-they d-do t-this t-t-to m-me?" sobbed Hermione.

"I'm sorry, Hermione. I'm really sorry," replied Chelsea. They let go of their hug and Hermione suddenly got up and wept her tears.

"I..I ..have to go to the b-bathroom," she lied. 'You're a much worse liar than Harry, Hermione,'Chelsea thought. She went out of the dormitory and founf Harry and Ron in front of it. Suddenly she cried and Harry pulled her into a hug.

"I-It's..n-n-not f-fair H-Harry...It's not fair," sobbed Hermione. Harry said nothing, he just hugged her so tight and brushed her curly (not bushy anymore) hair. Ron patted her on her back and Chelsea hugged her and so did Ron.

After a while, Hermione was leaning on Harry in front of the fire. Ron and Chelse just watched. They were sitting down in the common room and Hermione was about to talk to her father.

"Are you sure, Hermione? Are you sure you don't want me to come with?" asked Harry.

"I'm a big girl, Harry, but thanks," replied Hermione with a crooked little smile on her face. She kissed him lightly and put her head into the fire and shouted, " GRANGERS' HOUSE!"

Her father was sitting on the couch, his face burried in his hands.

"Daddy," Hermione said softly as tears started falling from her deep brown eyes.

"I'm sorry honey, I'm so sorry," said Jack, Hermione's father.

"That..That's okay, Dad, I'm okay," said Hermione as she tried so hard to hold back her tears.

"I'm sorry, darling," sobbed Jack.

"Dad, it's okay, dad. I have something to tell you," said Hermione, still trying to hold back her tears.

"Okay, okay. What were you going to say to me, darling?" asked Jack, wiping tears from his face.

"Would you be okay if I spend Christmas at the Potters' house?" asked Hermione, this time tears were running down her face.

"I supposed that's fine, dear, that's okay. I need to be alone, anyway," said Jack softly.

"Thanks, Daddy," replied Hermione.

"No problem. Now off you go," said her father. Hermione was halfway taking out her head form the fire when she said,

"Daddy, you're still a great father. I love you,"

"I love you too, Hermione,"

In seconds her head was gone from the fire.

"How'd it go?" asked Ron curiously.

"Looks like we're spending Christmas together," Hermione smiled lightly as Harry wiped her tears. They hugged and kissed and Ron and Chelsea decided to leave them alone for a stroll outside.