Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter =( but I do own a poster =)
Warning: No sexual scenes in this one, sorry. Oh, and it's a shorter one.
A/N: You guys know that I do NOT support Ron/Hermione. I mean, it makes me puke. But they have a moment. It's a friendly moment, nothing bad ( ie.kissing, making out and the such) happens. They are just friends. (Thank God!).
Also, I do not speak German, so whatever I have written here its from freetranslation.com. They tend to have the translations wrong sometimes… Well, if you do speak German and notice they are wrong, please let me know? Thank you.
Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all.
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling,
And now the red ones make me fly,
And the blue ones help me fall,
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
-Headfirst for Halos by My Chemical Romance
The Red Ones Make Me Fly
Harry blinked. Had he heard right, was he really back? He tried to push back that little voice- that sounded an awful lot like Hermione's - to the back of his head. It scolded him to no end, reminding him that he had know about Voldemort's return. He should have been more careful, he should have warned someone about it. He should have taken cared of Hermione.
"Where is he?" His voice was rasped, the fear had taken over him.
"I don't betray my master," Alex snickered. "You should take care of that bird. What was her name? Herriet? Herms? Hermione?"
He kept his posture, They knew too much, even a novice as Alex. Harry didn't want him to know he had touched a soft spot. Aurors could not mix their personal life with work. It was a bit late for that, however. "If you want to get out of this with fewer charges, you have to cooperate. Now, where is he?"
"I don't betray my master," Alex said it louder.
Alex tried to untie the knots, but the magic was too strong. He kept fidgeting, ignoring everything Harry said.
"What does he want now?" Harry was more than irritated.
"That's for me to know and for you to wonder," Alex broke his hands free, "because I don't betray my master!"
He started convulsing, moving franticly, but uttering words Harry couldn't understand nor get a hold of.
"Ich sehe das Licht am Ende. Wir überleben, ungleich sie. Ich werde vergeben werden. Ich werde gesegnet werden. Es gibt keine andere Kraft als mein Meister."
Alex managed to break the ropes loose. Before Harry could react, Alex had already taken a small blue pill from his left ear and swallowed it. The idiot was still grinning as he died.
It took but a few seconds for Harry to make a move. Alex had died easily, fast. He had been loyal to Voldemort; he had committed suicide.
"Phillips!"
The door was opened and in came a weary looking man. "Y-yes ssir?"
"Why did you not bloody check him!?"
"We did, sir. We did not find anything."
"Then how the hell was he able to get that pill form his ear!?" Harry ran his hand through his hair, to Phillips it seemed he was trying to rip every single hair out of his head. "Get out! Bring someone to take him. Out!"
Phillips need not be told twice. He literally ran out of the room, fearing what the Great Harry Potter would do. If he had looked back, he would have seen the terrified look on the face of Harry Potter because he had lost his only guide to finding Voldemort.
"Shacklebolt, can you make sure to call the Order? We can no longer wait, we have to act as soon as possible. I'm afraid Voldemort has been back for a while now and now he has a stronger army." He looked back at the body of Alex, wondering if there were more like him, or if he was just one of the few.
He turned back to speak to Shaklebolt.
"I want everything ready by tonight."
"Don't worry Potter, I'll let everyone know. Grimmauld?"
He nodded. "I have to take care of a few things now."
O_o
"Hey."
Hermione looked up from her book. She hadn't heard him come in. "Hi."
"Reading a book?"
"Yeah, I've got some catching up to do. How did you know I was here?"
"Hermione, it's the library, where else would I find you?" He joked.
"Very funny. So what brings you here, Ron?"
"I just wanted to talk to Harry."
"Oh."
"But, that doesn't mean I only want to talk to him. I mean-er- yeah, wha's up?"
She knew Ron had a broader vocabulary than that. But she was fine with it; it was an improvement after how they had left things.
"I'm well and you?"
"Okay."
Silence. It was very awkward, this silence. She realized that it had happened before, but now it was different. She did not know what to talk about. Surely, she could muster something.
"How is your mum? Is she still mad at us?" She played with the hem of her shirt. When she looked back at that night, she was embarrassed to know how she had acted, but she wouldn't take it back. Mrs. Weasley had asked for it.
Ron chuckled. "Yeah, she told us about it. She was fuming red when she went back to the Burrow. It was hilarious."
Hermione blushed. "I didn't mean to offend her. I was just being truthful. Besides, it would have been the same if I had been married to you."
Great, she got silence back. But Hermione would not let it defeat the smartest witch in the century.
"We had to face it sooner or later."
She had almost whispered it that she was afraid she would have to say it again. But Ron had heard her.
"Yeah. I guess it was a good thing, can you imagine us married? I reasoned we would have nickered all day long. The only good thing out of it would have been the make up sex."
"Ronald!" But she couldn't help the bubble of laughter that escaped her mouth.
"It's true!" He was laughing too.
"And you are so sure of yourself."
"I like to believe I'm the best," he grinned.
She shook her head, yet, was glad that they had talked about it without any tears, or yells. This was a better relationship. They could only be friends and the silence between them had disappeared.
"Dad told me about Harry's cousin. How is he?" She could no longer see the traces of laughter that had been on his young face. He had grown up, after all.
"We are not really sure. We only know that he is being taken care of by the healers at St. Mungos. I don't think we would be able to see him, as Harry's aunt prohibited it. The dare that woman had, but I'm glad he no longer has any connections with them. But he is a good man," she continued, "he is taking care of all the expenses after all they've done to him."
"I know. Harry is one of a kind."
"Talking about me, are you?"
"Harry! We were doing no such thing," Hermione smiled and beckoned him to give her a proper greeting. He gave her a small peck on the lips, knowing fully well that his other best friend was there. "I like that red shirt on you. Mind if I take it off later?" Hermione blushed and assure Harry he would with her eyes.
"You're not that important, mate," Ron obviously had not noticed the exchange.
"Thanks about the warning from the other day," Harry sat beside Hermione.
"No problem."
"Ron came to talk to you," Hermione said, still a bit flush from their early exchange. Harry had surely aroused something in her.
"What about?" He turned to look at Ron. "Did something bad happen?"
"It's Bill. He came to the Burrow last night with Fleur. They were being chased by dark wizards, we're not sure if they were Death Eaters."
"What did they want?"
"Snape's Potion book."
Harry had given Snape's book to Bill after the war. He thought it would help him create better locking methods for Gringotts as he had seen some that were useful. He had put someone in danger, again.
"Did they get it from him?"
"No. He had left it at Gringotts."
"We're having an Order meeting tonight. There have been some recent attacks... and we now know that Voldemort is back."
Ron had turned paled very quickly. Hermione, however, just looked at Harry for some response. She was trying to read him, to see what was behind his eyes, but he avoided all eye contacted with her. He still remembered what Alex had said to him. They probably everything and anything about Hermione.
"Harry," Hermione began, but Harry quickly interrupted her.
"We'll talk about this later. Are you going to stay here for a while, Ron?"
"Might as well," he shrugged.
"I'll go make lunch," Harry suggested.
"Do you need help?" Hermione had already stood up.
"No. I think I can manage."
Harry walked out the library. He left his two best friends to ponder about the recent events. They knew another war was about to begin.
O_o
"Where's Ron?" Harry didn't even have to turn around to know that Hermione had walked inside the kitchen.
"He had to use the loo. And you still own me a proper kiss." Hermione pushed Harry towards the counter and furiously kissed him hard. He didn't complain, the interrogation had scared him and this was the only way to know she was still with him, that nothing had happened to her. If it wasn't the same as flying, it was defiantly better than it.
In a matter of seconds, the grinding and kissing had him hard. "Hermione…Ron."
It had worked pretty fast. A good alarm. She blushed remembering they had a guest, whom was also her ex-fiancé. Hermione looked down apologetically, knowing that it would be hard-literally and in every sense of the word- for him to cover his erection. "Sorry."
He laughed, "Don't worry about it. I'll just think of something other than you."
"Snape on a bathing suit?" She suggested.
"Now, that's a way to destroy a block's mood."
"Oy, are you done with that lunch, Harry?" Ron came into the room. "I'm hungry." His stomach grumbled to second the notion.
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That's all folks. I know it's short *hides from rocks* but if I had continued, it would have been a cliffhanger. I think that's enough. Next time I will have the Order, hardcore!
Now, "Ich sehe das Licht am Ende. Wir überleben, ungleich sie. Ich werde vergeben werden. Ich werde gesegnet werden. Es gibt keine andere Kraft als mein Meister" means "I see the light at the end. We survive, unlike them. I will be forgiven. I will be blessed. There is no other power as my Master"; roughly.
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