Chapter 6: Trying To Tie Loose Ends
A/N- In this chapter I bring like 3 characters in. sorry.
Back and forth. Back and forth. Ron paced back and forth along the stairs. His hands were behind his back. He didn't understand how both Hermione AND Harry had betrayed him. He ran his hands down the sides of his head. His best friends, in his mind, had betrayed him. Sighing he sat on the stairs.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAR" Ron looked behind him. He had sat on Mrs. Norris' tail. Immediately standing up he ran into another person. Looking up he saw the last person he had expected to see here. Professor McGonagall. He would have thought she had dies by now…Or at least retired. His jaw dropping he backed up.
"Erm…Sorry Professor…Wait…aren't you retired?"
"Yes, I'm back for the reunion. Where is the trio of Hogwarts?"
"Well I'm out here and the other two are in the Great Hall plotting against me…"
McGonagall raised an eyebrow as he had done when he had said something of least importance. Ron sighed and sat on the stairs again. McGonagall hadn't left yet. She looked better than she used to. Her hair was down instead of in a tight bun, she was wearing her robes but she looked better. Ron raised his own eyebrow at her.
"What?"
"What do you mean by 'Plotting against me'?"
"Harry, Hermione and I got into a fight, well actually… Hermione and I got into a fight; Harry came to mend it but made it worse."
McGonagall smiled and nodded. "I see, well if there's any group of friends that can get through this it's…" The great doors opened. Hermione walked out. She looked at Ron, who immediately stood up. Sighing Hermione walked out onto the grounds. Ron looked back at McGonagall. She smiled.
"Go talk to her…. You never know what could happen" and with that McGonagall saw herself into the Great Hall.
Ron stood up and began to pace again. He didn't know whether to go outside or not. If he talked to Hermione he'd be giving it. But if he didn't they'd never get this resolved. Decided that he better try to get this resolved her grabbed his coat and walked out the huge doors to the grounds.
Hermione had walked out and sat near the lake. She had a quill and a piece of parchment. She was writing another letter. This one was to get someone on her side. The only real gal pal she had. Ginny. There was no one else to go to. Sighing she began to write:
Dearest Ginny,
I don't know who to turn to. Harry came but he couldn't help much.
Ron and I had gotten into a fight. It all started a few days ago when
We met at the Three Broomsticks. We hit it off but then when we were
In the Common room, I told him about Krum and me…
Hermione continued telling every element of that night and this morning. Ginny was the only girl she was ever able to talk to. Everyone else thought she was too much of a brain to be a friend. Sighing she finished off her letter.
I really need your help. Please write back.
Yours Truly,
Hermione L. Granger.
Sealing the letter she smiled lightly. Looking she saw Ron emerge out the door. She bit her lip lightly. Burrowing the letter in her pocket she leaned against the tree. He still approached. He was coming to her. She looked around to make sure she wasn't mistaken. Tying her hair into a knot in the back of her head she pulled her knees to her chest and layed her head on her knees. Does he want to talk to me? I hope he does. I hate being in fights with my friends. She looked up. Behind Ron was another figure. She couldn't quite distinguish who it was. Standing up she dusted herself off. Ron and another red-head. She squinted lightly. Her jaw hit the floor.
"Ginny?"
Hermione ran over to the girl that had walked out shortly after Ron. She blazed past Ron, It was Ginny, how had Ginny got here. WHY was Ginny here?
"GINNY??" Hermione yelled. The girl turned around. Surely enough it was Ginny. She had come for something. But what. Had she known that Hermione needed help? Hermione and Ginny had a huge embrace and giggled. Looking at Ginny she gasped. Ginny's hair was so curly. It ahd changed. She had noticed that a lot. Everyone had changed. "Ginny What are you doing here?"
Ginny giggled, "Harry said you three could use some help"
"Harry? How did he get in touch with you?"
Ginny bit her lip and shook her head. "That's not important. We need to get you and my brother talking again. Here lets go to the Common room"
Hermione and Ginny walked to the common room catching up on old times. They had kept in touch a little bit but not much. Ginny knew about Krum and Hermione but had promised not to tell Ron. They sat in the Common room giggling about old times.