Chapter 14: Harry's coming/ here's The Plan

Ron didn't want to tell him about Ginny's sudden outburst towards him. So here's what he wrote instead:

Dear Harry,

Glad I could help ya mate! Yes, Hermione does know. I showed her the letter on the way here. Is that okay? I think it will turn out much better because Hermione will know why she has to go and hang out with Cecily. I'll talk to you more when you get here. Gotta go spend time with the family; dinner's going to be ready in about 15 minutes. So I'll talk to ya later!

Ron

Ron strapped the letter onto the espresso colored owl and watched it fly out of the open window

and out of sight.

As he watched the owl fly away, so many thoughts rushed into his head.

He missed his mum. But the worst thing to Ron was that she would never get to see him

and Hermione get married. A tear silently rolled down his cheek as memories of him and his

mum fled into his mind.

"Hermione," Ron called out in the midst of the silence. 'Yes," Hermione answered as she looked

up from the papers that were in her hand. "Harry and Cecily are coming here in a week, if dad fancies

that, and I need you to hang out with Cecily so Harry and I can talk about the thing. Can you do that?" Ron explained.

"Sure, anything for you and my best friends," Hermione answered. "Great!" Ron exclaimed enthusiastically.

"DINNER'S READY!" Ron heard Mr. Weasley announce.

"Well, let's go," Ron continued as he grabbed Hermione's firm and silky smooth hand and walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

As everybody sat down, Ron noticed that Ginny and Charlie weren't at the table. As soon as Ron was about to ask of the whereabouts, Charlie walked in the kitchen and said, "Ginny won't be joining us for dinner tonight."

"And why not?" Mr. Weasley asked, concerned for his daughter. "I guess she just doesn't have much of an appetite after discussing mum's will," Charlie asked, not completely lying.

"Well, will somebody bring up some food to her?" Mr. Weasley kindly asked.

"I'll do it," Hermione offered as she got up from her chair, grabbed the extra plate, and carefully walked upstairs to Ginny's room.

Hermione entered Ginny's room with caution. "Ginny?" Hermione asked as she knocked on Ginny's wall,

not wanting to intrude. "What do you want?" Ginny sharply replied.

"I brought you up some dinner," Hermione answered with a warm and easy tone to her voice despite the bitterness that she was receiving from Ginny.

"I already told Charlie that I wasn't hungry," Ginny replied, remaining bitter,

"don't you people listen?"

"What's wrong Ginny?" Hermione asked as she set the plate down in Ginny's desk.

"Nothing…," Ginny answered, getting annoyed.

"No Ginny, I know you well enough to know that it's never nothing," Hermione replied as she sat next to Ginny. There was silence before Hermione spoke again.

"Now…," she continued, "what's wrong?"

Ginny's eyes filled with tears as she said, "I just want my mum back."

Hermione wrapped her arms around Ginny, like any sister and began to pat her back.

"SSShhh..," Hermione hushed as Ginny's crying grew louder, "it's alright, it's alright."

"It just seems like just yesterday that I was hugging her and now… she's gone," Ginny said, tears still flowing from her eyes.

"I know… I know," Hermione replied, thinking back to when her own father had died.

Ginny sniffed, rubbed her nose, and then smiled. "Look at me," Ginny said at almost a laugh.

"You look like you could use something to eat," Hermione smiled.

"No, it's alright, I'll come down for dinner and eat with the rest of the family," Ginny replied with a smile.