Harry had been different since his arrival, and everyone had noticed. Hermione had told Ron at least ten times that she knew he was going to be like this, but Ron ignored her each time she spoke.

The first day of term, Harry was in an exceptionally bad mood. However, that could be because Ron and Hermione continuously wanted to have a go at each other.

Hermione had snapped at Ron for something stupid he had said, she couldn't remember, it wasn't important now. Then Harry had completely flipped out before Ron could retort, and got up and left the table.

Ron and Hermione now sat at the table, watching Harry leave the Great Hall, both with dumbfounded looks on their faces.

Once he was gone, Ron turned to Hermione and said, "What is it with him lately?"

Hermione shook her head. "I don't think it's the fact that we didn't tell him about the Order anymore. It's his whole life. I think its Voldemort and the fact that a lot of people don't believe that he's back. I think we're in for a lot criticism this year. All of us."

Ron frowned. "Why you and me?"

"Because we believe Harry, and some people will think we're mad for doing so."

She sighed. "But I think we're going to have to really be careful around him, just until he gets out of this faze he's in. For now, let's agree not to argue in front of him."

Ron smirked. "Us? But that's us! And Harry's usually used to it…"

Hermione looked pleadingly at him. "Please, Ron? I promise, we can fight all we want when he's not around, just can you please do it for Harry?"

Ron looked doubtful, but he smirked again and said, "I'll do it for you."

Hermione felt her own face burn, and she saw Ron's ears turn redder than usual. She nodded and said, "Thank you."