A/N: Here's chapter 2, and I hope ya'll like it! Sorry if it's slow moving and not so interesting, as the first couple of chapters will be.
Disclaimer: As much as I dream that I am, I'm not J.k Rowling.
Hermione walked up to Ron's room, who had been sharing it, like always, with Harry for the past three months. They had been staying at The Burrow since the Last Battle, and Hermione was happy to be there. Harry and Hermione didn't have anywhere else to go after the Battle, and Mrs. Weasley was happy to let them stay.
"Knock, knock," Hermione said as she opened the door and walked into the bedroom. She smiled to see that Harry and Ron were still asleep in their beds, even though it was 10:00am.
Hermione sighed and walked over to Harry's bed, which was closest to the door and she gently shook his shoulder. "Wake up," Hermione said, shaking him a bit harder. Harry groaned and turned over so that his back was facing Hermione. She rolled her eyes and shook him harder. "Get up!" she said, a little louder and a little more franticly, but Harry still didn't wake up. Hermione ripped the blankets off of him, and shook him harder.
"Alright! Alright! I'm up!" Harry said as he sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"Good. Now, I'm going to go and wake up Ron while you get dressed," Hermione said as she stared to walk over to Ron's bed.
"But, Hermione! I can't change with you in here!" Harry protested.
"I do think that we have been through enough that you can get changed while my bad is turned," Hermione said as she rolled her eyes.
"Alright, alright," Harry grumbled as he walked over to the dresser behind Hermione, "but good luck waking up Ron. He would be able to sleep through an army of Blast-Ended Skrewts were outside attacking someone."
Hermione laughed as she started to shake Ron awake, yet he didn't even budge.
"Told ya'," Harry said.
Hermione shook him violently, but he still didn't budge. She pulled the blankets off of him, and still nothing. Hermione took the pillow from under his head, and hit him with it. Hard. Still nothing. Hermione took out her wand and put a silencing charm on the door so that no one would be able to hear her from outside the room.
"GET-YOUR-LAZY-ARSE-OUT-OF-BED!" Hermione screamed at Ron at the top of her lungs while hitting him with the pillow with every word she said.
"No," Ron mumbled as he turned over and curled up into a ball on his bed.
Hermione took out her wand again and did the Aguamenti spell to pour water all over him, and he still didn't budge.
"I give up, you try," Hermione said to Harry as she slumped down on a chair next to Ron's bed.
"There is one thing that I've always wanted to try to get him up," Harry said with a mischievous grin.
Harry walked over to Ron's bed, and leaned over him, then he licked his finger and put it into Ron's ear, giving him a wet willie.
Ron sat up straight, and tried to jump off the bed but ended up falling off the bed and onto the floor. Hermione and Harry bursted out laughing. Hermione was laughing so hard that she almost fell off her chair. Ron jumped to his feet and glared at Hermione and Harry.
"That's not funny guys," Ron said, still glaring at Hermione and Harry, but they kept laughing.
"Yes, it is," Harry said between gasps of breath while Hermione tried to stop laughing.
Ron continued to glare at them, but he slowly started to smile, and burst out laughing. The three friends were all laughing together, and having a great time, without any worries of evil people who would want to kill all of them. It was rather refreshing for them.
"Well, I have to talk to you guys about something," Hermione said when she finally got control of her breathing and stopped laughing.
"Alright," Harry said as he sat down on the floor next to Hermione, and Ron fallowed suit.
"So, I think it's time for me to go to Australia," Hermione said, with a slight smile on her lips as she thought of seeing her parents again.
"Why?" Harry asked, as Ron looked at him as if he was crazy.
"Because that's where her parents are," Ron said as he rolled his eyes.
"Oh yea, sorry," Harry said with an apologetic smile.
"It's okay," she said with a smile.
"So, when are we leaving?" Ron asked.
"I don't that that there should be a 'we' in that sentence, Ron. I want to go alone," Hermione said. Harry and Ron stared at her disbelievingly. They always did everything together that involved some big gigantic adventure, and Hermione wanting to go alone was kind of unbelievable to the two boys.
"Before you go listing reasons why you should come, I want to list the reasons why you shouldn't. I think that learning that they have a daughter will be over whelming enough without you two being there. I think this is more of a parent-daughter-thing than a parent-daughter-and-daughter's-two-best-friends kind of thing," Hermione said. Harry and Ron knew that she was completely right, but they still wanted to go. What if she couldn't lift the memory charm? She would need them there if she couldn't.
"But, Hermione-"
"No. I want to do this by myself. I know that you guys would love to be there, but I don't think my parents would want you there," Hermione argued
"She's right, Ron," Harry said, knowing that Ron would argue with Hermione until she. Ron sighed, knowing that he should give up and let Hermione go, but he didn't want to let her go to a whole other continent by herself. He knew that she could take care of herself, but he still wanted to go. He also knew that Hermione would never let him go.
"How are you getting there?" Ron asked, trying to change the subject that he would sure as hell come back to.
"I can't apparate that far, and Floo-ing wouldn't work either. It would be painful to Floo that far. I think I'm going to go on an airplane," Hermione said with a nervous glance toward Ron. Ron liked to do most things the wizard way, and she knew that her going up into the air into a huge muggle machine would not sit well with him.
"An airplane? As in one of those gigantic metal capsules that people go inside of and then they go up into the air, and can fall at any moment? You mean those things?" Ron asked franticly. Ron remembered his dad talking about them, and how it was a wonder that they didn't crash more often. Which meant that they crash, and that didn't sit well with Ron at all.
"Ron, there's nothing to worry about, they aren't dangerous. There's like a 1 in 4 chance that it would crash," said Harry as he rolled his eyes, "Plus, she'll have her wand, so she could just apparate if anything happens."
"I think I'll be able to save myself and many others in a crash," Hermione said to Ron as she rolled her eyes.
"That doesn't make it safer," Ron mumbled.
"I'll be fine, Ron," Hermione said with a smile as she reached over a squeezed Ron's hand gently.
"Lunch is ready!" screamed Mrs. Weasley from downstairs.
"Good! I'm starving!" Ron said as he jumped up from the floor and walked over to the door.
"When is he not?" Harry joked as he and Hermione got up and walked to the door after Ron.
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After lunch, Ron and Hermione had decided to go outside and sit under the big weeping willow tree in The Burrow's yard. They had been siting there and talking about nothing and everything, and were just happy to be in each other's company.
"So, Hermione, about Australia," Ron said, bringing up the subject not-so-subtly, "I still want to come with you."
"No, Ron. This is something I have to do on my own," Hermione said firmly, hoping to end the argument that was about to unfold, but knowing Ron, that wasn't going to happen.
"What if you can't find them? Or what if you do find them, and you can't undo the charm?"
Hermione knew that there was a possibility that she wouldn't be able to undo it, but she didn't want to think about that. She tried to stay positive, even though it was hard to do. It was a very powerful memory charm that she used, probably the strongest anyone had ever seen, and she knew it would be very hard to remove it.
"Don't you think that I've thought about that? I know I can find them, I made sure that I'd be able to, so I'm not worrying about that, but removing the charm? Yea, I'm worried, but I can figure it out. Having you there won't help much, though. Imagine if I arrive there, and take the charm off my parents, and suddenly I introduce you as my boyfriend? First having to learn they have a daughter, then learning that that daughter has a boyfriend is a lot to take in," Hermione said, feeling tears start to form in her eyes.
Ron knew that she was right, but still wanted to be there. He vowed that he would help her with everything, and always be by her side. Hermione might not have known that he did promised to never let anything happen to her, he didn't want to break it. Ron wanted to keep her safe, but Hermione was an independent women, and he respected her even more for that.
"I understand, but an aeoroplane? Those things are a flying death trap of doom!" Ron exclaimed.
"It's an airplane, Ron, and they actually aren't. You have a better chance of crashing a car than a plane. I'll be fine," Hermione said as she reached over to Ron and grabbed his hand. He squeezed her hand gently and sighed.
"I know you'll be fine, just be careful, alright?" Ron said quietly.
"I always am," Hermione said, just as quietly as Ron did.
Ron leaned toward Hermione, and Hermione leaned toward Ron, and when they were about to kiss, they heard to sound of two people coming towards them. Ron groaned and leaned back against the tree as Hermione giggled, and watched as Ginny and Harry walked toward the weeping willow.
"I'm just saying that some brooms aren't as fast as others, and your's is one that isn't as fast as mine," Harry said with a teasing grin as he sat down on the grass next to Hermione, and Ginny sat next to Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Of coarse they were talking about Quidditch, Hermione thought, when are they NOT talking about Quidditch?
"That's a lie and you know it! I could easily beat you in a race and you know it!" Ginny retaliated, grinning back at him.
"You have a freakin' Nimbus 1000, and I have a Firebolt. Firebolts are so much faster! And I so CAN beat you!" Harry argued
"Guys! They are just brooms!" Hermione yelled at the two of them, who then stared at her as if she were crazy. Hermione looked over at Ron and he, too, was staring at her as if she had suddenly said she had said that she was deeply in love with Voldemort. "What?" Hermione asked, innocently.
"Anyway," Harry said with a teasing glare toward Hermione,"when's this race happening?"
"Tomorrow, after lunch," Ginny said.
"Only if you can actually wake him up before lunch," Hermione joked.
"I think you're confusing me with Ron." Harry said with a chuckle.
Hermione laughed, and Ron joined in, stealing quick glances at Hermione. He wanted to keep talking about Hermione's departure, but he knew it would have to wait.
"I'm joining into this race!" Ron said.
Ginny and Harry looked at each other, then broke out into a fit of laugher. When they looked over, Ron was glaring at both of them. "You were serious?" Harry asked, still chuckling.
Ron grumbled a 'yes,' while Ginny continued to laugh. Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"Alright, alright, you can join in. You can too, Hermione," Harry said.
Then, Ginny laughed even harder. Ron ended up joining in, and soon Harry followed suit. Hermione rolled her eyes, but ended up laughing too. The image of her, Hermione Granger, flying on a broom was rather amusing. Hermione hated flying, and she didn't like Quidditch, either. The only reasons she went to the games at Hogwarts was to support Harry and Ron.
When everyone finally stopped laughing, Ginny suggested that they go swimming in the river that wasn't too far from The Burrow, and they all agreed. After changing into swimming suits, the group walked to the river, and spent the rest of the day splashing and swimming.
A/N: Again, I hope you liked it. I'm sorry, again, if it wasn't too interesting, but it gets better! I promise! Please remember to review and such!
'Bye for now, my loves 3