The Whole Story As We Don't Know It
Chapter 5: Flying Into Hugs
Disclaimer: Still not owning Harry Potter :L xx
Just some rubbish while I'm going through a writer's block Thanks to all reviewers 3 much lobe to all Hope this isn't too sappy :L x
Rons POV:
Moody came around and told us that the rest of the Order was coming and we were going to retrieve Harry.
When we arrived at Privet Drive, Fred, George and I led the way to the door, and Hermione Alohomora'd the lock. Inside was so clean, I felt guilty coming in with mud on my boots.
Next minute, we were drinking polyjuice potion. I watched as Hermione grew slightly and her hair receded. I could feel myself shrinking and I suddenly had trouble with my eyes.
I watched as Hermione (now looking like Harry) got onto the back of Kingsleys broomstick, and it was the first time I had seen Harry looking scared on a broomstick.
When our ride through the sky was over, I could feel blood pouring down my face. Tonks and I missed our Portkey, so we flew over our village. Tonks, being the clumsy girl she was, sent us through a rain cloud. When we landed we were drenched, and we walked all the way home, about 10minutes walk. On the way, Tonks kept telling me how brilliant I was, but I couldn't stop worrying about Hermione, and I knew I wouldn't stop this worrying until I had her in my arms. If anything had happened to her I would kill Kingsley.
When we saw the Burrow, I was relieved to see my Hermione at the window, seemingly washing something in the sink below. She must have felt me looking at her, as she looked up and straight at me. I could see tear stains, where they had obviously run half way down her cheeks when someone had wiped them away, the moisture glistening from the lamp.
She ran from the window and out the door, arms out stretched as she ran into my awaiting arms and new tears streaking down her face. I spun her around, my arms wrapping around her waist.
Hermiones POV:
I was washing out a bowl that had been used for Georges ear, when I felt eyes on my forehead. I looked up and let out a gasp or both relief and happiness. I stared at him and Tonks walking up the lawn, they both looked soaked. Why hadn't they picked up their Portkey, I thought he was... I could feel new tears welling up in my eyes as I turned and ran out the door.
I ran into his awaiting arms, and he spun us around, so relieved to know that he was safe, which meant that I was safe. I looked up to his face, noticing the big gash on the side of his face. I reached up to touch it and he flinched.
"Wait," shouted Kingsley. "How do we know it's them?"
"Hermione would know," whispered Mrs. Weasley.
"Let's get some Dittany on that," I said in my mock – motherly tone.
Please Read+Review, I know this chapter isn't my best, but I promise to try harder for number six, Im getting a bit blocked, any ideas? Just give me something to work with
Miss Bee :D xxxxx