(A/N) Forgive some of the spellign mistakes that i've probably missed, my spelling check is all out of wack and i have to spell check things manually.
I loved the fact that Rory is so like Hermione (but maybe a little more relaxed) it really shows that Hermione was always like a sister to Harry. And the likeness of Draco and Jess. Also, don't expect Ron to like Draco anymore now that Hermione has admitted to their hidden firnedship.
Hermione felt the wind rush through her hair as their three brooms flew under the clouds, up ahead of Hermione was Rory, she laughed out loud as she lifted her hands above her head and let her fingertips skim the white fluffy clouds. Hermione, of course, was still too afraid to let go of Ron as they sped through the air.
"Are we almost there," Jess called from behind. The sky was a golden colour with the clouds being sprinkled with pink rays. They had to set up camp before night fell.
"Yeah, I'm trying to find a clearing or something where we can land," Harry yelled back.
Hermione brushed her lips against Ron's neck as he silently followed Harry on their broom. Hermione could tell that he was still thinking about Draco who flew silently behind them. She wanted to comfort him, to tell him that she had wanted to tell him about Draco but she could never find the words. But she knew, flying miles above the ground probably wasn't the ideal time.
"There's a clearing two o'clock, Potter!" Draco yelled from behind them and Hermione turned to her left and saw the small clearing in the sun kissed trees.
"Right, ok, let's land," Harry yelled back and all three broom swerved to the left and began to lower to the ground. As the green leaves brushed against Hermione's legs she suddenly felt at peace as the sun's rays shone against her skin and warmed her face. She let her hair blow behind her as she gazed at the back of Ron's head, his red hair blazing like a fire.
Their feet finally hit the green grass as they easily came to a stop and hopped off their brooms. Hermione almost fell off and braced her hands on her knees as she tried to breathe easy, Hermione hated flying! Everyone knew that, and these all day flights weren't doing anything for her nerves. She breathed slowly with her eyes closed as she listened in on everyone else talking.
"We don't have long to set up camp," Harry was saying. "Ron, can you conjure us up a tent while I go look for firewood."
"I'll get us some food," Draco suggested.
"Yeah ok," Harry agreed. Hermione stood up straight and realised that Harry was looking right at her. He motioned to Draco and Ron as he spoke. "Hermione, can you make sure your two boys don't fight."
She just rolled her eyes at his patronising tone.
"I'll come help you with that firewood," Jess said, he already sensed the tension between Ron and Draco. The two boys ran off into the dense woods that surrounded the group and left Rory and Hermione in charge of keeping Draco and Ron from hexing each other into oblivion.
Hermione sat down on a patch of sun lit grass and Rory sat down gracefully beside her. Hermione turned around and stared long and hard at her, she did have Harry's nose, his eyebrows and his ears but other then that Hermione saws no evidence of their blood relation.
"I didn't quite catch your name," Rory said once she had caught Hermione staring at her.
"Oh, Hermione Granger," Hermione said with a smile.
"I'm Rory Gilmore," Rory replied. "Well, Rory Potter... I don't know which one suits me more, I have so many names now it's hard to keep track!"
"I'll just call you Rory," Hermione said with a shrug as she glanced over at Ron who was still waiting for his tent to prop itself up. He was scowling over at Draco who was easily conjuring up food.
"Which one's your boyfriend," Rory asked with a sly smile.
"Oh, Ron," Hermione replied, she wasn't able to hide her cheeky grin. "He's the red head... The other guy's name is Draco, he's just a friend."
"But only your friend," Rory commented. "I can tell because everyone looked horrified when he showed up except for you, you smiled, Ron seems to really hate him and he calls everyone but you by their last name."
"Yeah, but it's all so very complicated," Hermione said with a laugh.
"So, how long have you actually liked Hermione as a friend and was not trying to use her for your own means," Ron asked Draco casually.
"About as long as she's hidden it from you," Draco replied simply.
"Hey, stop it, you two," Hermione scolded.
"What," Draco asked innocently. "We're just having a chat."
"So, have you gotten any good information on us to bring back to Voldemort?" Ron asked.
"I'm not here as a spy for Voldemort," Draco replied.
"That's right," Hermione spoke up. "He's been a spy on Voldemort for me!"
"So, he's known to be a liar," Ron spat bitterly, now turning to Draco and sizing him up. "But what else is new."
"I hope Hermione can buy you new dress robes, god knows you can't wear those old fashion ones!" Draco replied, striding up to Ron and staring into his eyes.
Rory and Hermione both sprang up and stood in between the two boys, Rory had her hands on Draco's chest trying to push him away and Hermione faced Ron, her hands on his shoulders as she tried to back him up.
"Hey, relax," Rory said calmly. "Draco, show me how to summon up some food." She smiled sweetly as she pulled out her long dark wand and Draco reluctantly turned his back on Ron and stormed away. Ron still stared after him, the fury burning so evidently in his brown eyes.
"I hate him," he fumed storming off into the other direction. Hermione ran after him and saw his red hair flopped in front of his face as he basked in the shade of a tree. She sat silently down beside him and waited for him to speak. "I hate that he's here and that he looks at you like he..."
"We're just friends," Hermione insisted. "I know that excuse is used to death, but I swear it!"
"How long have you hidden it from me?" he asked.
"About a month and a half," she replied and he let out a low groan. Hermione hoped that this big secret wouldn't ruin something as potentially beautiful as the idea of being with Ron for the rest of her life. She didn't know how she would live with herself if she had to wake up everyone morning and not have Ron beside her...
"I never wanted to hurt you, Ron," she whispered. "I didn't want to risk the fact that if I had told you then you would never look at me the same way." He looked up at her and she felt her heart beat fast. "Like the way you're looking at me now..." he let a faint smile crack across his face and it braved Hermione to continue. "I could never live with myself if I knew it was I who ruined the chance of how fantastic we could be."
Ron inhaled deeply, his long pale hand brushed Hermione's curly brown locks from her face (Hermione figured this was probably a good sign). "I would never be able to forgive myself if I knew I had let you slip through my fingers because of Malfoy!"
Hermione smiled widely as Ron brought her in for another passionate kiss. She loved the way they knew exactly where to put their hands, and exactly how to move their lips, it was if they had been kissing each other for years. But to Hermione it only proved further that Ron and she were something that was just meant to be!
Beside them, Jess and Harry emerged from the dark woods, both their arms loaded with thick heavy logs. They glanced down at Hermione and Ron who sprang apart, blushing madly. The two boys jsut walked past as if they hadn't seen a thing and Ron helped Hermione onto her feet. Tey left the black shade of the trees and Hermione gazed into the purple sky, the clouds prating to reveal the sparkling stars and gleaming moon.
"I set up the tent," Ron said with a proud smile. Hermioen looked over and saw the red patchwork tent that stood proudly in the middle og the clearing.
Jess bent down and piled the wood into a triangluar structure, he then gathered rocks and put a circular base around it. Draco and Rory had their hands full with food as they slowly walked over to the unlit fire, piling it on the ground next to it.Harry pulled out his long slender wand and aimed it at the piled logs.
"Wait," Rory yelped loudly. "Let me try!" she excitdely pulled her wand out form her jeans pocket and everyone around her flinched. "I'm fine, Draco showed me how to conjure up food and I was good at it!" She enthused, she turned to Draco quickly. "Wasn't I, Draco?"
"Yes, you were fine," Draco replied and Rory smiled broadly
"I'm sure I can handle this!" said Rory with a smile, everyone backed away but smiled politely as she pointe dher own wand at the logs. "What's the spell?"
"Tap the wand and say 'Incendo'," Hermione replied quickly.
Rory tapped her wnad rather vilently and shouted the incantation. Red flames shot out of her wand and into the trees and suddenly they burst into flames.
"Aguamenti," Hermione shouted and a stream of water began to spiral out of the end of her brown wand and extinguished Rory's fire. She turned to Rory who was staring up at the signed trees with wide eyes. "Let's stay away from that charm," she said and Rory nodded lightly as the light stream of smoke billowed into the dark sky.
Draco easily slipped out his own black wand that winked up at them in the moonlight and performed the fire incantation himself, the logs burst into a safe orange flame that immedietly warmed their bodies.Rory let out a huff as she sat infornt of the flames.
"You make it seem so easy!" she muttered.
Ron sat next to Hermione, he slipped off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. She moved in close to him and placed her head gently on his shoulder. She looked over the flames and saw Harry as he gazed over at Rory, her hand tightly wrapped in his own liek he was afraid if he let go she would slip away. Draco sat next to Jess, they both had looks of detacthment as their marshmellows roatsed in the fire.
"So, Rory," Ron siad, shocking them from the silence. "Tell us about your life!" Rory smiled widely as she sighed.
"I lived in this really small town called Stars Hollow, in Conneticuit, with my mom in this small white cottage." Rory began, her eyes were glazing over as her mind retreated back into her happy memories, and as Hemrione gazed at her she felt pity swell in the pit of her stomach. "Jess lives there too, with his uncle they run the local diner. My whole town is like my family, i love them all so much, and they love me." she turned to harry, her eyes swelling in sad tears. "I can't wait to show you it Harry, the life you never got have until now..."
"Where do you go to school," Hermione asked, if a girl with the same talent as Harry was living in teh magical world, then where would she be taught?
"Oh, I go to Yale," Rory replied and Hermioen let her jaw drop.
"Wow, you must be very intellegent," Hermioen gasped, then as an afterthoguth she added. "Or rolling in it..."
Rory let out a laugh, "I'm smart, top 3 percent at Yale, but I admit, my grandparents paid for my intuition."
Hemrioen looked over at Ron and Draco who both had confused looks spread acroos their faces. "Yale is a very expensive school for smart people, intuition is the amount of money you pay to stay in the school." Hermione explained.
"So, tell me all about your school, your life! Being magical must be so fantastic!" Rory exclaimed, leaning forward with a look of intense interest.
"Well, we all go to a school called Hogwarts, there are four houses in the school and your sourted into the houses by your personality." Harry explained, Rory muttered amazing as Harry continued. "Hermione, Ron and I go to Gryffindor and Malfoy goes to Slytherin."
"What kind of personality do you have to have to be in Gryffindor?" Rory asked as she peeled her black marshmellow from her stick.
"You have to extremely brave, strong willed and loyal." Ron answered.
"To be in Slytherin you have to be focussed and proud. Being in Slytherin means you always get your way," Draco added, looking over at Ron.
"What do you do at the school," Rory continued to ask.
"We learn how to defend ourselves against dark magic, known as the dark arts. We also learn how to use a crystal ball, but it never works for any of us, so that's kind of free time. But loads of other stuff, you may be able to go back to school with us for a bit, you'll see then." said Harry, watching Rory's eyes grow wide at his everyword.
"So, do you have a girlfreind at this fantastic school?" Rory asked with a teasing grin.
"Yeah, I do," Harry replied, his cheeks blushing. "Her name is Ginny and she's perfect," harry rpelied, looking bakc into teh fire with a wide smile.
"She's my little sister," Ron added with a smile and Rory just smiled as she nudged Harry playfully with her shoulder.
Suddenly Harry's face turned solemn as he looked over at Rory, she gazed back at him her eyes holding teh exact same hard stare.
"Did Mom miss Dad? Did she even miss me?" he asked, his voice was shaky as his green eyes looked at her blue ones.
"She missed you both so much," Rory replied.
Harry looked away but Hermioen didn't miss the single tear that rolled down his cheek.As they were all watching Harry, Jess finally spoke his first words of the evening.
"Wow, what a beautiful white owl," he muttered. "And I didn't even hear it land."
Hermione turned around and saw the beautiful owl that looked over at the group, but mainly her balck eyes were focussed on Harry. That beautiful white bird was none other, than Harry's Hedwig. it lifted off teh ground noislessly and landed on his shoulder, pecking at his ear as if to say sorry for something in advance.
"Oh no," Harry muttered, looking up into the sky. "If you're here then taht means..." his voice trailed off but before anyone else could ask him what he was going to say there was a sudden scream from the sky.
They all stood up and backed away from the fire, from the tree tops the screaming coninued as they heard brnaches snap and leaves rustle. Rory stared at the swaying trees in horrow.
"What the hell is that," she yelled over the noise, gripping tight to Jess's shirt.
"I think I know," Harry muttered when finally the source of the noise tumbled out of the green canapy in a haze of brown wood and red hair. The broom came to stand still as it hovered over the ground. Ginny Weasley sat on top of it, pale faced and white nuckled, her brown eyes staring in shock at Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"You," she said as she got off the broom and staggered drunkenly toards them. "Left in the middle of the night!" she shrieked. "No word from any of you! I wake up and read," her nostrils flare slightly. "Your letter, Harry, and find out you've left to find some long lost sister! Then Luna and Neville take charge of the army saying taht we need to be prepared! And I'm scared," she said, her voice failing her now. "And I'm scared and my big brother isn't next to me, my boyfriend isn't next to me!"
They were all silent as they stared at Ginny, her eyes wide as they showed how truly scared she actually was.
"Ginny, I didn't want you to come, its dnagerous!" Harry replied finally but Ginny shook her head fiercely at him.
"Stop that! Stop pushing me away, Harry! I'm capable of handling the dnager! If I'm goign to be your girlfriend, I have to be prepared." Ginny stood there, still gazing at him. "I thought I had proven that to you already!"
Harry ran up to her and wrapped her in his arms, she fell like a rag doll in his arms as his strong arms wound protectively around her. Hermione smiled at the apir as Harry wiped Ginny's tears form her face, and though Hermione could tell Ginny was stilll telling Harry off, she knew that Harry was just happy to have her in his arms.
"I swear, my sister becomes more and more like my mother with everyday," Ron muttered in Hermione's ear and she smiled inspite of herself.
Harry came and joined the group once more, Ginny's arm around his waste, her cheeks were tear stained as she smiled weakly at the five of them.
"It's almost midnight, we'll do introductions tomorow," Harry said simply.
Without complaint or objections they filed off to bed happily, knowing tomorow will be just as suprising and emotional as today was. But Hemrioen really wasn't looking forward to the confrontation between Sirius and Harry when he brought Rory home.
(A/N) OK, this is a warning, I can't write if I don't get reveiwes people! I want to know what you think could happpen, and what you think should have happened and waht you think of what has happend! I'm sorry to be so demanding but come on, encouragement goes a long way!
In the next chapter Rory learns more of Harry's life and questions if she is really prepared for it...