*Chapter 6 – Hermione*
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I was startled awake by a loud shout coming from one of the bedrooms. I rushed out to find that I wasn't the only one awakened. Ginny followed me out of the room, groggily rubbing her eyes, Harry was standing alert at his door frame, his wand ready. Ron was the same, though his eyes were drooping and his hair was sticking up in all directions. We exchanged a look, and cautiously edged toward the twins' door. Harry stepped up bravely, glancing back at me, and turned the handle. The scene that met us was NOT what I expected. Fred sat up in his bed, looking distressed and bewildered. Our eyes met and I knew I should have gone over to comfort him. But, surprisingly, he blushed and looked away. I was puzzled. I didn't have time to think about this, though, before Mrs and Mr Weasley bustled in and Mrs Weasley took Fred into her arms and rocked him gently. She never even had to ask. I felt a pang of jealousy. I had never had that kind of relationship with my parents. My parents didn't understand me. They didn't know when I was sad, happy, or mad. I had to tell them. I had watched Harry with . The love she obviously had for Harry and her family made my heart swell and deflate at the same time. Harry deserved a family. I knew that. He was a person who had the dependence of the world place heavily on his tiny shoulders when he was so young. was nearly his surrogate mother.
As I watched her with Fred, she noticed that Fred refused to look at me. He just looked at everyone else, smiling wearily. My stomach churned. What could I have done this time?
(A/N Sorry it's so short… I had to go to sleep, and I wanted to get it published todayJ )