Chapter 6:
We walked back to the table, and I said, "I need to use the bathroom." I don't think anybody really heard me, but that was okay. I walked to the bathroom, and quickly saw nobody was in there so I put on the invisibility cloak that I had with me. I had decided last night, well technically this morning, to keep it with me in case I needed it, and it was obviously a good idea. I walked out the bathroom, and a few people stared at the door, watching it open without anybody coming out. I didn't really care because there is a difference between seeing and believing. If they saw me disappear they would understand, but seeing something just open would still leave them wondering.
I slowly walked towards the table avoiding any tables, or people especially when I got closer because they would immediately understand what was happening. I got close enough to the table and crouched down behind it, with an aisle way to the bathroom behind me, so I could dash to it if they decided to check on me. "What happened Harry?" I realized they just started talking and I didn't miss anything. I wondered why until I saw all of our drinks were refilled, and the waiter talking to a nearby table.
"Well, I got a letter from her brother. It's hard to explain, so here just read it." He handed them the letter and they both leaned forward and started reading it. "What does that even mean?" Ron asked. "I think, that maybe her family was a little worse to her than we originally thought." Hermione said slowly. Harry looked at her confused and Ron's face mirrored his too. "Huh?" Ron said. "Well, from her reactions, and from the fact of drinking that potion and what happened-" "What do you mean?" Harry said sharply. 'Shit' I thought. "She just told me that nothing happened when she drank it." "Harry, it's not her fault. I think she wants to tell you, but she also wants to forget it, it's her type of defense mechanism and it's awful for her. But if you just go barging in and force her to tell you, you might never know, and you could even lose her." "What do you mean by lose her?" Harry asked slowly.
"Harry I think you know. You know Arrington well enough know that she would rather die than hurt us, especially you. So the minute she thinks you two are done, she's gone. The real question is when she decides that point is." They were all quiet. "So what do we do?" Ron asked looking at Harry, and then glanced at Hermione. "Well I think we should stop pushing her for know-" "So you just want us to give up?" Harry said angrily. "No, no of course not Harry. I just think that if we push her anymore, well it wouldn't be good. Just make her happy, and know that she has people who love her. Whatever that family did to her really damaged her, and she may never be able to heal if we do one thing wrong." "I'm going to kill him." Harry said angrily, and I realized in shock he was crying for me. Hermione reached over and hugged him. "What did they do to her?" Ron asked quietly. "I forgot she did tell me that you never want to be a favorite." Harry said. Hermione looked at him and sighed, "Well I figured as much."
"I'm going to go check on her." Hermione said and stood up. "She will be fine Harry." I heard Ron say as I started running back to the bathroom. I went into a stall, and shoved the cloak back into my bag. I heard the door open and then Hermione say softly "Arrington?" "Yeah coming." I whispered and I opened the door. I saw her eyes were red, and then she moved toward me and pulled me into a hug. "Oh Arrington." I heard her say. I hugged her back, I wanted to tell her I'd be fine to make her feel better, but that was such a huge lie it was laughable.