Chapter 10
Alrighty im skipping ahead for my readers sake because I REALLY don't want to write a whole week out and im sure you guys don't want to read a whole week of nothing do you? I thought so, so here is the day when the four friends are going to house sit for the weekend!! Let the journey begin!
When Friday evening came Hermione was not nearly as packed as much as she should have been. Harry and Ron had to listen to her running around in her room putting last minute things into her bags.
"She can always apparate back here to get something if she needs to. I mean I already seen three bags by her door. Don't you think that's just a little bit to much for three days?" Ron asked. Harry looked at him and rolled his eyes.
"Honestly Ron Hermione is a woman and women have to have all there necessities. One thing I love about your sister is that she's simple." Harry explained. Ron nodded his head while thinking about Harrys words.
"Yeah that's true. But Hermione is simple to you know? I mean she cares about her appearance but not as much as other women I've met and that I know." Ron said looking towards the hall were Hermiones bedroom was hidden.
"Well we are two lucky blokes mate. Two.. Lucky.. Blokes." Harry drawled out. Ron looked at Harry with a weird look on his face.
"What do you mean we are two lucky blokes? I'm not dating Hermione." Ron said. Harry looked at Ron and gave a stupid little nervous laugh.
"Yeah I know mate. I was just.. Yeah you want a cup of tea before we leave?" Harry stuttered.
"Uh.. No thanks mate. I'm just going to go ahead and head over to Mum and Dads. See you in a bit." Ron said and apparated as fast as he could.
"That was a close one." Harry said to himself. He got up from the couch and went to Hermiones room.
"Oh where is it?!" Hermione yelled. She was throwing clothes every where. Harry had never seen her room in such a disaster. Hermione Granger was always neat and tidy. Harry dodged a shoe that barely missed his head.
"Whoa! Hermione what the bloody hell are you doing?!" Harry cried out. That made Hermione stop throwing things about to stick her head out of her closet to look at Harry in bewilderment.
"What?" She asked with her face scrunched up. Harry held up her white trainer that barely missed his head and she took an audible intake of breath.
"Oh Harry im so sorry! It's just.. OHHHH! I can't find my black dress!" Hermione yelled out in frustration.
"Why do you need your black dress for? Hermione we are house sitting for the Weasleys. We aren't going to France for a night out!" Harry said laughing at her. Hermione sighed and plopped down on the hard floor.
"I know but Ron said he was going to through a gathering for us and some old friends from Hogwarts. I just want to look nice. I mean I've changed a lot since we left school and I.. Well I just want people to notice." She said sadly. Harry walked over to her and helped her to her feet. He pulled her into a hug.
"Hermione black dress or not, everyone is going to notice your change. I mean look at you! What is there not to notice? You've become so beautiful!" Harry said sweetly. Hermione smiled against his shoulder.
"Thank you Harry. But I still want to look nice!" She said stubbornly. Harry chuckled at her.
"Well come then, I'll help you look. It has to be in here somewhere." Harry said, walking over to her dresser.
"Oh thank you Harry!" Hermione thanked him and continued to look through her closest.
When Harry and Hermione arrived at The Burrow they found Ginny and Ron in the kitchen making appeterizers.
"Hey you two what took you guys so long?" Ginny asked, licking some cheese off her finger.
"We weren't done packing yet." Harry said and shrugged his shoulders. He gave Hermione a wink before walking over to his girlfriend and placing a kiss on her cheek.
"Yeah I know that's for sure." Ron mumbled. Hermione swatted the back of his head and headed up to the upstairs bedrooms.
"Oh Hermione you're sharing my room with me!" Ginny called up to her.
"Alright!" Hermione yelled back. Hermione walked into Ginnys room and memories came flooding back to her. All of their years of knowing each other and being best friends, Hermione and Ginny had some good times in Ginnys room. They had slumber parites. Pillow fights, sent owls late, late at night to boys over the Holidays. Hermione smiled thinking about all the good times and set her bags down on the extra bed. She inhaled deeply the familiar scent of peppermint and roses. She walked back down to the kitchen were everybody was and made her way over to the big kitchen table and sat down.
"So who all is coming to this little gathering?" Hermione asked raising an eyebrow in the direction of Ron.
"Who ever said it was going to be little?" Ron asked with a smirk. Hermione immediately stood up from the table.
"Ronald Weasley! This is your parents house! You can't invite a bunch of people over here! This isn't our flat and if it was you still wouldn't be able to have a party! We have to respect your parents house Ron!" Hermione practically yelled.
"Hermione calm down! I was kidding! And you don't own our home! Me and Harry have the right to do whatever we want to do there just as much as you!" Ron yelled back. Hermione wanted to have a smart come back but she couldn't think of none. That was probably because Ron looked so hot when he was made. She just banged her fist on the table and ran upstairs to Ginnys room and slammed the door.
"Way to go knuckle head!" Ginny fumed at him. She ran upstairs also. Ron looked at Harry with disbelief on his face. Harry snorted and went back to putting pepperoni onto some crackers.