Hermione's POV
"Hermione!" I turned around and saw Ron. "Since Harry's not going again, do you want to go to Hogsmeade together? I..I mean not as a date but as-" "I'll love to." I replied. Harry? Not going again? We'll see about that. I smiled secretly. Thanks to the Weasley twins, I could expect anything from Harry. We than walked to the Hogsmeade, not turning to look for a flash of red hair, the one that belonged to the person I knew best.
"Do you want to move closer?" "What?" I felt warmth spread up to my face. Shoot. "To the Shrieking Shack?" Well, that was awkward. Suddenly, I felt Ron stiffen up. "Don't. turn .around." "You two shopping for your new dream home?" I knew that voice. Draco Malfoy.
-"Torture"of Malfoy over-
"Harry..." I said as I felt my curls bouncing up and down. The cloak was pulled off, revealing a grinning bespectacled boy. "Blimey Harry! That was not funny!" Kind of hard to believe when one was on the verge of laughter.
-Time lapse-
"HE WAS THEIR FRIEND!" Harry's words were still echoing in my mind. Going after Black would be suicide. So naturally, Harry would choose that option. There was nothing I could do about that. But there was something about this Sirius Black...
"A galleon for your thoughts." Fred said. Without turning around, I smiled ruefully. "Glad to know they're worth so much."
Fred's POV
I walked up to her and placed my hand on her shoulder. "Siriusly (pun intended) are you alright? Is it schoolwork? Family problems? Mcgonagall? Ginny?" I swallowed. "Ron?" "Harry." Oh.
That one name made me understand everything. "What's the problem this time?" "He's going after Black."