Chapter 5: The Reuniting Breakfast
"Welcome back alumni of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We're glad to see you back in good health"
A new headmistress was at the top of the Head Table. Headmistress Sinstra, the old Astronomy Teacher. Professor Sinstra wore deep purple robes, highlighted with light pinks. Her eyes were covered with small glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose. She stood over the table raising her glass. The Great Hall was full of old friends reuniting. The tables were packed to from end to end. Everyone had taken a seat at the tables of their old houses. Placed in front of them were the same goblets and place settings they used in their school days.
Hermione was sitting at the end of a table. She looked around curiously for Ron. She needs to talk to him about the other night. She hadn't meant for it to turn out the way it had. Trying think of other ways it could have gone better. She looked around for any other friends from her childhood. She saw Lavender Brown, now a "professional" Seer. Padma and Parvati Patil, twins, and beautiful as ever. She hadn't recognized a few people that had recognized her, Neville Longbottom for instance. He approached her and she was startled about how much he had changed. Still barely able to do a simple spell, he's still old Neville and he was her friend.
"We hope that you enjoy, reliving your old memories, classes, and trickery. And with no further a do, Breakfast is…"
Just as Headmistress Sinstra was about to finish her sentence, The Great Oak Doors swung wide. Behind those doors a young man walked in. The young man's was hanging hair over his face, his black robes were tattered and dragging on the cool ground, standing up straight and brushing his hair out of his face,
"Sorry I'm late Headmistress…"
Headmistress Sinstra smirked and nodded, "Next time you plan on making an entrance do it in a less public way….Mr. Potter… Now as I was saying, let the breakfast begin…" with that she sat down, Food magically appeared on the plates in front of the as it had in their Younger Years.
At the sound of Harry's name Hermione turned her head and smiled wide. He had come…but why. She had only written him a few days ago. I'm gonna use that owl again. She thought to herself. Standing up Hermione walked calmly over to Harry, tilting her head to the side she twisted her hair in her finger. Giggling sarcastically like a little girl.
"Erm… Mister Potter can I have your autograph? Please Mister." Smiling lightly she waited for his to turn around. She watched as Harry turned around. Rolling his eyes he walked forward.
"Harry… It's me Hermione…" Harry turned around. A smile came across his face. Hermione smiled as well giving him a huge hug.
"Oh Harry it's wonderful to see you… How have you been?"
"I've been good… I just got here…as you can see." Harry smiled and held out his arms his robes were hanging threadbare. Hermione giggled lightly and took a step back. Looking at him she smiled more. She so happy he was there. She needed someone to talk to. Harry had always been one of her best Friends. But it always felt like he was keeping something. She watched Harry look around. He sighed and hugged her again. Walking away he headed for the end of the long, long table. Ron was at the end. Hermione folded her arms and sighed. Sure, go comfort Ron. He always needs your help… she thought. He must have snuck in when we were talking. Walking back over to the table she sat in her normal spot. Every once and a while she'd glance down the table at Ron. Beginning to poke her food as if it was still alive and she was trying to kill it.
Ron added ketchup to his hash browns. Hitting the bottom of the bottle he tried to get the ketchup out.
"Mind If I Take A Seat?" Harry said. Ron looked up and smiled then shook his head. He looked down at his hash browns which were now swimming in ketchup. He sighed and muttered profanities under his breath. He looked back up at Harry who had now taken a seat and helped himself to Ron's hash browns.
"How are you Harry? Haven't spoken to you in a long time…"
"I'm not here to catch up Ron… I'm here to bring you and Hermione back to being friends at least." Harry pulled out the two letters he had gotten a few days ago. They both said almost the exact same thing. One was Hermione's the other Ron's.
"You two wrote almost the exact same letters." Harry folded the letters and put them back in his pocket. Ron rolled his eyes and began to shovel his food in his mouth.
"Whar ar you talkin' arbout" Ron mumbled his mouth nearly gushing ketchup.
"Ron stop being an IDIOT and apologize to her. She had meant to tell you, you're just to stubborn to see it…"
"HARRY don't even talk to me about stubborn, you're the one who never admitted your feelings for anyone."
"Ron this going to turn into a fight between me and you. I'm here to help you and Hermione…"
"Harry, stop arguing with Ron…" Hermione had approached the table where they were sitting. She had been listening to their conversation. "Ron… I need to talk to you, I'm really sorry I didn't tell you, It's just no matter how I pictured it, it always ended up with you blowing up. I didn't know how to tell you."
"Ron she's right. I'm not saying that I'm the best example but, we both tend to blow up at everything."
Ron shook his head and stood up. Looking at Harry and Hermione he shook his head. He couldn't stand to be here a moment longer. It was too hurtful. She had betrayed him. And now Harry was in on it too. Ron bit his lip and waked away, and out of the Great Hall. He sat on the stairs.