A/N: Sorry this chapter took a while! I was having trouble figuring out how I wanted it to go, but I think it came out pretty well. My computer is becoming a little slow too, so sorry if I take a little longer to update. This chapter should definitely answer some questions. So read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or anything related to the Harry Potter series.
Ron pressed his ear against the door. Again he wanted to hear Hermione's thoughts. He strained his ear as much as possible, but couldn't seem to hear anything.
She must be sleeping. Ron couldn't resist but to just take a peek into the bedroom. A small peek. I'll barely open the door.
Ron reached for the knob and put his eye to the small crack from the open door. He couldn't see anything, just a floral, pink wall. Maybe if I open it a little more. Ron pushed the door slightly. He caught sight of the bed, but Hermione was not in it. Confused by this, Ron opened the door even wider. Again, there was no sign of Hermione.
Where is she? She has to be in here! Ron opened the door all the way and entered Ginny's bedroom. The room seemed to be quite tidy on one side and a bit messier on the other. I bet I can guess which side Hermione sleeps on. Ron moved over to Hermione's bed. Everything was in perfect order. The bed was made and all her clothes were tucked neatly into her drawers. A few books lay piled on her nightstand. Everything was in its place—except Hermione.
Where is she? Ron was confused and a little worried.
What am I supposed to do now? She's probably somewhere else in the house. She probably decided to go to another room. I'll just go around and look for her.
Ron hoped his solution was correct. He really didn't want Hermione to go home, especially since they had a fight and he didn't have a chance to fix it yet. Ron left the bedroom and started climbing the stairs in hopes to find Hermione. He looked in each room on his way, but Hermione didn't seem to be anywhere.
Ron was getting more worried by the second. He started racing up the stairs and bursting the doors open. Unfortunately, Ron saw no sign of Hermione and when he got to his room he slumped down at the door. Panting from running up the stairs, Ron seemed to believe Hermione had really gone home and of course it was his entire fault.
Why did I have to listen in on them? Why can't I just mind my own business? I messed everything up! How can I mess up so much in one day?
Ron turned to the door of his room; he decided to just go to bed now. He was in no mood to go back downstairs. He opened the door and to his surprise he found Hermione lying on his bed. She was staring up at the ceiling lost in thought.
"Hermione, what are you doing here?" Ron asked. He was so relieved she hadn't gone home, but curious as to why she was in his room.
"I thought we should talk. I figured you'd be up here soon," Hermione replied. She sounded as if she needed to say something important, but didn't say anymore.
"Oh, right," Ron said. "Listen, Hermione, I didn't think I'd hear anything that big, but I heard you talking to Ginny today. I was looking for you earlier and I sort of started listening in to your conversation. I'm really sorry."
"Ron, you shouldn't listen in to peoples' conversations. As you already found out it can get you into trouble," Hermione seemed to begin a lecture and Ron started to roll his eyes, but instead Hermione stopped and looked at him. "I figured you heard something, but there's something I don't understand."
"What don't you understand? I heard you talking about you and some other boy."
"Ron, I don't know what you're talking about. I never—"
"Hermione, I heard you! How could you go off with another boy? You really hurt me. I can't believe you would do that," Ron started to become interested in the floor and Hermione couldn't help, but smile at Ron's jealousy.
"Ron, I'm sorry, but I didn't say anything about seeing a boy. I didn't see a boy this summer! You're right; I wouldn't do that to you."
At this Ron looked up. He saw Hermione had a smile across her face and he, too, began to smile, "I didn't think you would."
"Well, I'm glad you believe me, but I still don't understand something." Hermione again looked up at the ceiling, pondering.
"What's that?" Ron moved over to the bed and sat down on the edge. Hermione rolled onto her side and looked up at him.
"Well, you seemed so sure you heard me say that I was with someone. How could you have heard that if I didn't say it?"
"That's what I was wondering too. I think I may have thought of something. I'm not sure though," Ron looked down onto her questioning face. He loved when she was trying to figure something out. She seemed to be able to figure anything out.
Hermione looked up, "What are you staring at?" Hermione laughed and hit him on his arm.
Ron turned red and Hermione smiled. They were silent for a while.
"Are you going to tell me what you were thinking?" Hermione looked hopeful.
"Oh yeah, of course. Well, during dinner I thought of something. I think—" Ron stopped. He could hear his family coming up the stairs. "Hermione, it's not that I don't want you here, but I think you should get back to Ginny's room. My family might get the wrong idea, you know, with you and me being in here—alone. We can finish this later."
Hermione laughed, she knew he was right,"Okay, I'll apparate. I should be able to beat Ginny." With that Ron heard a crack and Hermione disappeared.
Ron felt the emptiness of the room without Hermione. The bed seemed bigger and the room more spacious. Ron lay down in the spot Hermione was in. The sheets and blankets took the shape of her body. Ron began to feel lonely without Hermione there.
A/N: Okay another chapter finished. Again I apologize for taking a while on this chapter. I think it's an important one though and I thought it should be perfect. I hope it makes up for the tardiness. Please review!