Hermione had everything packed into her beaded bag and was waiting by the door of Longbottom Manor. She knew that Neville would be here very soon and couldn't wait to get out of England.
She heard a pop behind her and turned slowly to her brother.
"Can we leave now? I want to get as far away from him as I can."
Hermione could hear a voice in her head calling her a coward but she just shook that thought away.
"Are you sure you want to do this? You can just stay here and not move. They think you left so it shouldn't be hard to hide for a while. Listen, honey, they won't come looking."
Hermione looked at Neville and understood his line of thinking immediately.
"Neville, I'll only be a firecall away. We can still do our movie night. I'm just going to be gone for a few weeks. Enough time to just settle my nerves and for the effects of the moon to leave Bill alone. I mean I'm staying the the library the entire time anyway."
Neville sheepishly raised his hand to rub the back of his neck. "Yeah, about that…"
"Neville," Hermione's voice was stern, "what did you do?"
Neville took a step back from his sister and cleared his throat. "Well, sis, I… uh… had some friends that… uh…"
"Neville would you just spit it out already? You're killing me here." Hermione stated, a piece of her hair falling into her eyes.
He sighed before raising his hand to brush the hair behind her ears. "I have some friends that live in Paris. I contacted them before coming here and they said that they would take you out, as in clubs and drinking. I'm not letting you go on vacation to just sit and read in a dusty library."
As he finished his sentence, their grandmother walked into the room and stuck her nose in the air at his words.
"The Longbottom Libraries and Homes are never dusty, Neville. We have very good house elves that clean. Now, stand up straight dear. You'll have bad posture if you slouch. Hermione, darling, I heard you were going to out Paris House. I admit it has the best library. But dear, please do try to leave it every once in awhile. Paris is so beautiful at night."
A far away look crossed over Madam Longbottom's face and a small smile appeared.
"I promise, Gran, I won't say in the library the entire time."
Gran raised her hand to pat Hermione's cheek. "Good girl. You best be on your way now. The elves are expecting you."
I am so sorry. I just didn't feel like writing. I hope I'll be for a while though. I've got about four weeks of school left, so you might get a lot in those four weeks.