Chapter 12: Déjà Vu

That night,

Ron woke up to the sound of someone groaning in pain. He sat up in bed to see his best friend tossing and turning in his sleep.

"Harry?" Ron asked getting out of bed going to his friend. "What's wrong?"

He listened for Harry to talk in his sleep. Usually people can guess what his nightmares were about when he talk.

Harry just groaned in pain as his breathing rate increased.

Ron started to shake him awake, but pulled back when he felt heat radiating from his friend.

"Okay." Ron said to himself. "This is not good. What to do? Hermione!"

Ron ran out of the room to the girls' room. He opened the door and ran to Hermione's bed.

"Hermione!" He shook her gently. "Wake up."

"Ron?" She asked as she woke up still half asleep.

"Something's wrong with Harry." He said.

"What?" Ginny asked as she woke up.

"Why are you telling us?" Hermione asked. "Why not go to Mr. and Mrs. Potter?"

"Because this might have something to do with the secret." Ron told her.

Hermione got out of bed and put on a night robe.

0000

"Why aren't you doing anything?" Ron asked.

Hermione and Ginny just sat on the bed.

"There's nothing we CAN do." Ginny explained as Harry groaned in pain.

"I have noticed something though." Hermione said. "Turn off the lights."

Ron obeyed and nearly screamed when he saw a faint gold light surround Harry. The light then turned to red and then to blue.

"It does have something to do with the secret." Hermione explained when Ron turned the lights on. "I think he's getting the powers."

"So, now what?" Ginny asked.

"We go back to bed and hope he's feeling well in the morning." Hermione said.

"You expect me to sleep while my best friend is moaning in pain?" Ron asked.

"Sleep in the twins' room for the rest of the night." Hermione suggested

"Or you can go to Mum and Dad's room claiming you had a nightmare." Ginny teased.

Ron gave her a death glare.

0000

That morning,

Harry woke up extremely sore and with a major migraine.

"Good morning!" James said coming into the room cheerfully.

Harry gave his father a death glare.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." James observed.

"I haven't even gotten OUT of bed yet." Harry told him.

"Are you okay?" James asked sincerely as he sat on the bed.

"I'm sore and it feels like my head's in a vice." Harry explained.

"You are warm." James said feeling his son's cheeks then forehead. "Let me go get a thermometer."

Harry closed his eyes as James left the room.

"Is he awake?" Ron asked as James left.

"Kind of." James said. "He going back to sleep. He felt too warm for my liking."

"Harry?" Ron asked as he peeked in the room to get some clothes for the day.

"Hmm?" Harry asked with his eyes still closed.

"How are you feeling?"

"Tired, sore, need anymore adjectives?"

"No." Ron said. "We think you might have received those powers last night."

"Perhaps." Harry said.

"Did you have any nightmares?" Ron asked.

"No." Harry told him.

"Okay." James said entering with a thermometer. He paused and looked at it. "It's been a while since I had to use this on you…"

"Give me that." Harry said reaching for it.

James gave it to his son and Harry stuck it in his mouth. Ron tried to stiffen a snicker as he realized what Harry was talking about.

Harry and James gave him a death glare.

"I'll just grab my things." Ron said grabbing some clothes and leaving in a hurry.

A few minutes later,

"You do have a fever." James announced

"I'm guess I'm stuck in bed then." Harry said.

"You REALLY think your mother and Molly would think otherwise?" James replied.

"We could just not tell them." Harry told him with a smirk

"They'd find out." James squashed that idea. "Get some rest."

"Okay." Harry said not feeling up to arguing.

James left as Harry closed his eyes.

"How are you feeling?" Lily asked as she entered the room with two small vials in her hands.

"Tired and sore." Harry replied.

"Well, here's a potion for your headache." She said handing him a vial with a purple liquid. "And here is something for your fever."

KNOCK KNOCK

Harry woke up.

"Come in." he said.

Lily walked into the room…carrying two vials in her hands.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Tired and sore." Harry replied truthfully.

Huh?

"Well, here's a potion for your headache." She told him as she handed him one of the vials.

It had a purple potion in it.

"And here is something for your fever." She added.

Harry looked at the potions in shock.

"Are you okay?" she asked him noticing his face.

"Yeah." He said. "Thanks."

"Get some rest Sweetheart." She told him.

"No need to tell me twice." He said after she left. He downed the potions and went back to resting.

Harry saw Ginny in the library walking around. Suddenly she stopped. They heard a strange noise. Like moaning. Ginny went around the corner and her mouth dropped. Harry went to go see for himself.

What he found shocked him.

It was Ron.

And he was kissing Hermione passionately.

"Bloody Hell!" Harry swore as he woke up.

"Are you okay?" Ginny asked as she quickly opened the door. She had heard him wake up.

"I just had the strangest dream." He told her. He explained what he saw to her.

"I've heard stranger." Ginny said.

0000

A few minutes later,

Harry was resting when suddenly his door opened. He opened his eyes and put his glasses back on. He saw Ginny. She was as pale as the moon.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Harry." She said. "I…think…I think you're a seerer."

"What makes you think that?" Harry asked.

"Because I was in the library. Harry. It happened JUST as you said. I didn't realize it until too late. Luckily they didn't see me. I saw…I saw…I saw Ron and Hermione snogging."

"WHAT?!" Harry said pushing off his covers and running out to the library entrance from the second floor.

From the balcony, he saw Ron sitting in a leather chair and Hermione sitting in his lap. Their mouths were touching.

"Too bad I'm not taking divinations again." Harry whispered to Ginny who had joined him. "I could give Trelawney a heart attack."

0000

At lunch,

"What are you doing out of bed?" Lily asked Harry in a stern-motherly tone.

"I was planning on eating lunch." Harry told her.

"Hey Harry." Hermione asked as she and Ron joined them "How are you feeling?"

"We need to talk." Harry told his best friends.

"Golden Trio, or Golden Group?" Ron asked.

"Trio. Then Group." Harry told them.

0000

After lunch,

"So," Harry asked. "How long have you two been together?"

Ron and Hermione looked at each other in shock.

"How did…" Ron asked.

"Ginny thinks I might be a Seerer now." Harry explained. "I had a dream of Ginny seeing you two snogging in the library. After I told her, about half an hour after I told her, she came into my room saying how she saw you two snogging in the library."

"Coincidence?" Hermione asked.

"I had another dream earlier." Harry told them. "About Mum bringing me some potions for my headache and fever. It happened JUST as I dreamed it. Two in a row seems more than coincidence."

"Three's the magic number mate." Ron said.

"Back to the original subject," Harry said. "What happened?"

"Well," Ron said.

Flashback

"Ron?" Hermione asked as Ron was starring at her while she was looking at a book of the Founders. "Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm not staring at you." He said looking away. "I'm just waiting to see if you found anything about Harry's new powers."

"Not yet." She said.

Silence.

"Do you like Harry?" Ron asked.

"What?"

"Do you like Harry?" Ron repeated

"As what?" She asked. "As a friend? As the savior of the wizarding world?"

"As potential boyfriend material."

"If I did, what's it to you?" she asked.

"I want to know. Is that why you broke up with Krum?"

"Krum and I were never together to begin with."

"Could have fooled me."

"Look. The only reason I went with Krum to the Yule Ball was because he was the only one who had asked me and I wanted to get to know someone from a different school. It seemed to be the perfect opportunity. However, if you had asked me to begin with, then I would have gone with you." She said in a lecture tone.

She took a deep breath.

"I only like Harry as a friend. If I liked him any more, then your sister would have my head."

Silence

"So who do you like?" Ron asked.

"Ron Weasley." She sighed. "You are so thick."

"I am not."

"Fine." She said closing the book. "I'll tell you."

The next thing Ron knew was that Hermione Granger, the Muggleborn-Know-It-All he constantly argued with, was kissing him.

And he liked it.

"Me?" he asked when she pulled out.

"Yes." She said in a matter-of-fact way.

"That's good. Because, well, I like you too."

End Flashback

"This will be an interesting year." Harry said.

TBC