Hi, sorry I haven't updated in so long! Well, so long for me cuz I usually update almost everday! This chapter will involve the young Harry, Ron and Hermione, with some implied Ron/Hermione!
The next couple days were uneventful. Mum, Sirius, Bill and Dad hung out in the living room most of the time, just talking about Harry's situation. Not once did I see Mum look at Dad.
Victoire and I just sat on the ground in front of the fireplace, listening to their conversations. Sometimes we explored the house. We went into Sirius's room, and to our delight, it was covered with Gryffindor posters, with some Muggle girl posters. Victoire smacked the back of my head playfully whenever I made a comment about one of the bikini-clad girls. Then she kicked my shins when I asked her if she was jealous of all the attention I gave the Muggles. But that was enjoyable too.
The door creaked open, and we immediately jumped up and raced toward it. In came young Harry, Ron and Hermione. Harry still had the glasses, Ron had the same blazing red hair, and Hermione still had her bushy brown hair.
"Hey Sirius!" Ron said, shaking his hand. Sirius pulled him and Harry into a bear hug. Hermione walked up to Mum shyly.
"Hi, I'm Hermione," she said, looking at her shoes.
"I'm Tonks," Mum said politely. She backed up to let Dad greet Hermione.
"Hermione," he said, smiling at his former student.
"Professor Lupin," she said. Then she looked at his face and her eyes widened. Dad noticed, and she tried to cover it up with a compliment. "You look, uh, great!"
Ron snorted in the background. "Nice, 'Mione."
"Oh, sod it," she blushed, turning away from Dad.
"Well, nice seeing you again," Dad said, just to save them from another awkward moment. Sirius and Harry went upstairs, talking. Ron and Hermione lugged their bags up the stairs, but not before I heard Hermione talk to Ron.
"Do you have to be so daft, Ronald? I was trying to be polite!" Hermione said in a hushed whisper. He snorted in response, and I smiled. Nothing had changed between them, even after all these years.
Victoire and I weren't the only ones who heard. Bill smiled, while Mum and Dad stared up the stairs, amusement in their eyes.
"I'll bet you that they're gonna end up together," Dad said to Bill.
"Ah, they will. You should hear Ron at home. Hermione this, Hermione that." He shoved a piece of cake in his mouth quickly. Mum rolled her eyes at him, knowing that Ron had inherited eating whole pieces of food from Bill.
Harry and Sirius came down the stairs, laughing when they saw Dad and Mum staring at each other.
"What's so funny?" Mum snapped.
"Oh, nothing," Sirius sing-songed, and left the room, with Harry at his heels.
"Jeez, he should try singing lessons," Victoire said. I nodded my head in agreement.
Suddenly, the door flew open, and Ginny and Mrs. Weasley appeared. Ginny ran inside, probably searching for Harry. I felt bad for her though, because he didn't like her yet.
"Harry, Sirius, it's Mum and Ginny!" Bill shouted as he hugged his mother and sister.
Harry had just walked out of the kitchen when Ginny ran toward him and wrapped her arms around him tightly. They both blushed as Sirius winked at them. They put their arms behind their backs.
"Hey Ginny," said Harry softly, not meeting her gaze. Okay, maybe he did like her a little bit, but it wasn't love. Or fancying. Just an interest.
"Hi," she said, pursing her lips.
"Oh Harry, come here!" Mrs. Weasley said, throwing herself into his arms. I watched as Ginny looked at Harry longingly.
"Six years, has it been?" Victoire asked.
"I think so," I replied. She was talking about how long Ginny's liked Harry.
After Mum and Dad greeted Ginny and Mrs. Weasley, they snuck out of the room. But Victoire and I were hot on their trail.
Sorry this chapter's a bit short! I forgot what I was gonna add, so hopefully I'll remember for the next! Please review!