Harry Potter and all related characters ain't mine…though the plot is very much my idea…R/R thanks for the reviews…This isn't much but I hope you'll like it.
Chapter 4: Days in a muggle life/ Ron's Attitude
HERMIONE
I had the most wonderful dream last night. Harry kissed me goodnight. He must have tucked me in last night when I fell asleep at the roof while sitting beside him. Last night must have been so romantic. `Hermione Granger, how could you ever think of such a thing about your best friend,' I scolded myself.
"Hermione, are you up yet? Breakfast is ready," It was Harry. He prepared breakfast? I can't believe he did that he's suppose to be our guest. I went to the bathroom and freshened up. I then dashed down the kitchen to do some major scolding.
"Morning Honey, I was up early and Harry here helped me fix breakfast. Did you sleep well last night?" My mom was already up, now how am I supposed to talk sense with Harry when mom is around. I took a seat beside him and gave him the look.
"You weren't supposed to do anything. You're our house guest," I whispered. Harry just smiled at me.
"Sorry, Hermione I couldn't help myself. I had a wonderful sleep last night and well. I was up early and I saw your mom up and starting breakfast. I just had to help her," he reasoned. He gave that puppy dog look and I just didn't have the heart to scold him anymore.
"We're going to do some shopping today so you two better eat a lot. We wouldn't be eating till lunchtime. Harry dear eat some of this fresh corn muffins," my mum offered and Harry took four and divided it between the two of us. Mum's corn muffins went extremely well with the fried bacons and eggs.
"Sorry, we don't have any pumpkin juice here but I'll try to make some for the two of you. I know you missed that from school," my mum said.
"Oh, don't bother Mrs. Granger back at the Dursley…" Harry was about to say but stopped realizing that he didn't have to say how they treated him at his house. I felt sorry for him.
"It's okay Harry. You'll have a great time with us. Right mum?" I said as I patted his shoulder and he smiled at me.
"Of course dear. Now I'll just go and check on your father. You two eat your breakfast now. Harry have some more muffins," my mum offered before leaving the two of us to eat.
"So how was your night?" Harry asked me while he ate his bacons.
"It was nice. Thanks for bringing me to my room although you could just have waken me up," I said and I think my face was turning a little red.
"I couldn't do that. You looked so peaceful last night. I didn't have the heart to wake you up. Did you know you look so angelic when you sleep?" Harry remarked. I wasn't sure if he was trying to complement me, or tease me like what Ron usually does.
"Hey, I wasn't trying to tease you or anything. It's true. You looked like a baby last night," he added.
"Which one's the real thing? I look like a baby or an angel?" I asked trying to ride a long with the conversation.
"I'd say both but you weigh more than you look," Harry commented and I felt embarrassed.
"Harry, how could you say that?" I asked. "You think I'm fat," Harry, thinks I'm fat. Boys, they're just so insensitive.
"I'm not saying your fat. I was just kidding. I was joking honest," he pleaded but I was hurt and I lost my appetite.
I stood up and didn't finish my breakfast.
"Tell mum I'm in the bathroom taking a shower and I don't feel like eating anymore since I weigh too much," I barked and stumped my way out of the kitchen.
"Hey, Hermione wait I was just kidding. Honest!" He called out but I didn't want to hear anything of it. Harry thinks I'm fat. I got some fresh towels and my bathrobe. I went inside the bathroom and took a nice long bath. I half ate my muffin and I'd sure want to eat more but after what Harry said I didn't have the heart to take another bite.
I can't believe him! He's such a prat. He deliberately implied that I'm fat. I may not be fashionable as those other girls in school. But I'm not fat! I was letting the water wash down the anger I was feeling. And to think I actually dreamed of him kissing me good night.
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HARRY
I can't believe I said that. Now Hermione hates me. What will I do?
"Harry, where did Hermione go?" Mr. Granger said as he and Mrs. Granger came in. Now what do I tell her parents? Should I tell them that I upset their daughter because I stupidly made her think that I actually think she's fat? Stupid get, then they'll have to kick you out of the house you idiot. What were you thinking pulling a stunt like that? Only Ron does that and gets away with it and in your case you're in her house and if you don't do anything soon you'll be in big trouble. `Watch you mouth Harry!" I scolded myself.
"She went to take a shower sir. She's already done with Breakfast she said she's already full," I reasoned.
"Well, that girl didn't touch her breakfast. Well, do finish yours Harry then go and take your shower after Hermione," Mrs. Granger said warmly. Now I feel a lot guilty.
After finishing my breakfast I insisted on helping Mrs. Granger clear the table but she said I ought to go and get ready for our trip to the mall. I'm actually excited. It had been a while since I've gone to a shopping center. The only place I went shopping in when I started at Hogwarts was in Diagon alley.
I went up stairs and got my clothes ready before I went to the bathroom. I knocked first, of course, I didn't want to get in anymore problem with Hermione.
"I'll be out of here in a sec," I heard her say and true to her word she got out of the bathroom her hair wrapped up with a towel and she wore her thick bathrobe. She smelled so sweet like honey and flowers. I never understood why girls smelled awfully different from us men.
"Oh it's you," she said coldly at me. "Please move a little so I can pass. I might be too big to fit the door," she said sarcastically.
"Hermione, I'm really sorry I didn't mean to say that you're…" I just couldn't say that again it will infuriate her.
"That what Harry, that I'm fat? Actually I don't see why you have to feel sorry. If it's your honest opinion I guess I have to bear with it don't I?" she said. When Hermione's upset, she's upset. Well, I've never been in a real fight with her if you don't include the time when I completely ignored her in our third year when she told McGonagall about my Firebolt. It was a very odd feeling I can't believe Ron actually enjoyed teasing her when knowing that I hurt her feelings didn't feel nice for me at all.
"Hermione, I truly am sorry and I promise not to say anything unlikely again. I won't let you pass unless you say you have forgiven me," I said almost sternly. I had to hold her shoulders so she would look at me.
"Okay, okay. I forgive you, but really Harry if you think I'm fat there is no point in denying it and besides it really doesn't matter to me. I'm just not good enough for anyone," she said and I couldn't believe I heard her say it. I felt like I was Draco Malfoy and I have completely offended her like I said something to her like Mudblood. But then again Draco wouldn't feel as guilty as I am now.
"Hermione, Harry is there a problem," we both turned and it was Mrs. Granger. Thank goodness it wasn't Mr. Granger, as our actual situation didn't look very nice.
"Oh nothing mom. I just told Harry that he'd have to turn the water heater up because the water is cold," Hermione said coolly. That was close. I just smiled at Mrs. Granger and clumsily went inside the bathroom.
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London Square (n/a: the place is make believe `cause I've never been to London.) was filled with Beautiful stores and shops. I'd say it was a very fancy place.
Hermione was still awfully quiet I was hoping I could spend more time with her but I guess she was still upset with me. Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger bought me new clothes. I told them that I didn't needed any but they insisted and bought half a dozen new shirts, a new jumper and some shorts and pants. Hermione was quietly participating in the shopping's spree having three of the shirts that they bought me.
At Lunchtime Mr. and Mrs. Granger said that they would have salad for lunch. They told Hermione and I to get some Hamburgers since that was what they think teenagers would like to eat.
We were facing each other with our own Whooper Burgers and Onion Rings in front of us.
"You know Harry. You didn't have to order me anything. Water would be fine," she said and from the sound of her voice she was still upset.
"Hermione, please I'm sorry. You haven't eaten anything all day. You might get sick. I would never forgive myself if anything happens to you," I really was worried because we had been walking all they and shopping. Mr. and Mrs. Granger bought us some snack while we went shopping and she didn't even take even a single bite of the tortilla.
"I wouldn't get sick. I'm too fat to get sick," she said and she crossed her arms on her chest.
"Hermione, like I said I'm sorry. I was stupid I shouldn't make a joke like that on you. Please eat something. Promise I will keep away from doing chores in your house," I knew it was a bargain she wouldn't pass.
A smile broke on her face, "Alright Harry you got yourself a deal. Just don't ever tease me like that again. You're suppose to be neutral you know. Ron and I are teasing partners," she was right. Only Ron can tease her and still leave to tell the tale.
"Harry, I'm sorry for my stupid attitude. I guess I was over sensitive," she added.
"No you're not. I'm an idiot. I shouldn't talk to you that way. After all you're a girl and I should treat you right like a gentleman," I muttered. I think what I said made her blush.
She was already relaxing and was starting on her onion rings. I started on my burger and was having the time of my life. Hermione and I are friends again. She was smiling at me. It had only been a few hours that I didn't see her smile at me and I felt so uneasy and uncertain but now I felt a lot better.
"Harry, thanks for talking me into eating. You just don't know how famished I am," she exclaimed.
"Well, I know you're too stubborn and unless I've realized my mistake you wouldn't let the issue go and I did learn my lesson well, ma'am," I remarked. "Don't ever get mad at me again Hermione."
"Well, I won't unless you give me any reason to," she said then she grinned. "Oh and one more thing, let's work on our home works early."
"Do we really have to?" I said. The idea of home works wasn't that appealing to me. Then I idea popped in my ingenious head.
"Harry. Well, enjoy the rest of the summer if we've done our home works early then we can go to any place we want and just have fun," she exclaimed and I have to say I'd like to share her enthusiasm.
"Okay, let's make another deal," I proposed and I got her full attention. "We'll work on our home works and finish it as soon as possible and then we'll have fun. Maybe even go to the Burrow for the rest for the summer," I said. At first I thought she was frowning but then after a few minutes of what seemed to me was her brainstorming a smile broke on her face.
"Okay you got yourself a deal but with minor revisions. Well finish our home works and we'll have fun after wards. But before we go to the Burrow. You have to come with my parents and me to see the rest of London and just have the time of our lives. Of course we still need to ask mum and dad for permission if we want to pursue a trip to the Burrow," she muttered.
"Well, I'm all for it Hermione. And don't ever think that I'm not enjoying myself with your company. In fact I had never felt this happy being around muggles before. Your parents are wonderful and I so happy to have finally met your family on a more personal level," I exclaimed.
After we finished eating. I carried most of the load and took even what Hermione was carrying. We were to meet her parents at the car to leave the shopping bag there and go on continue with our shopping.
We went to do the grocery. Bought some things for the house and even went to watch a movie which I have to say I have never done in my whole life. That was the best day I have ever had which was done in a very muggle way.
When we got home it was almost dinnertime but we sure had lots of fun. Tomorrow Hermione and I would probably be in very serious study mode.
I was at the roof by my window just relaxing and thinking about the nice things that happened that day when I saw Hermione, come out her window.
"Hey, Harry what are you doing here?" she asked as plopped beside me.
"Nothing, just thinking and you why are you still awake. Weren't you tired from all the shopping?" I asked her.
"A little that's why I came out here to relax. I have always enjoyed staying out here," she explained.
"But I thought you hated heights?" remembering the fact that she hated flying.
"Not really. I'm just no good at flying and besides this isn't very high. It's not like those towers at Hogwarts," she replied.
I just looked at her. She was staring at the beautiful London lights from up far. I watched her as she sighed and looked longingly to the sparkling glitters of the stars.
"Well, I think I'm going to bed. I wouldn't want to burden you with the responsibility of carrying me inside my room," she said.
"Hermione, I was just joking at breakfast. If you do fall asleep it's not a burden to carry you in. And besides I wouldn't mind having company," I said. She smiled and snuggled in closer. She's my best friend and I liked the feel of her by my side. I placed an arm around her to keep her warm then I noticed that she was wearing my Quidditch robes to sleep.
"Thanks for the robes Harry. They're quite comfortable to sleep in," she said.
"Well, they look nice on you too. It would have been nice if you can play Quidditch. Ron, you and me in the team," I said as I imagined the three of us playing for Gryffindor.
"Dream on Harry. Just watching you play gives me heart attacks and now you want me to join. You ought to be kidding me," she answered.
"It's worth a try. Go on just rest I'll bring you to your room when you're fast asleep," I said and before I knew it she was breathing quietly with her eyes closed and her head resting on my chest. I had to carry her back in her room and kissed her in the forehead good night. That night I had the urge to read my mum's diary.
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RON
I didn't get any letters to either Harry or Hermione. I wonder what those two are doing? Well, I have my mind all troubled with Lavender at the moment. Truthfully I really don't understand why I'm so affected by the fact the she didn't meet me the other day. And today she didn't show up at the hill to watch Ginny or me practice.
I was pretty beaten up having been hit by the Quaffle more than a dozen times.
"Hey Ron, what's the matter? Are you day dreaming or something?" Fred said as I was, once again hit by the Quaffle square in the face.
"Can we have a break I think I'm not feeling well," I said, which was true because I think I have a broken nose.
"I think Ronniekkins is having some girl problems," George said. And I gave him my most hateful stare.
"I'm not!" I retorted.
"Oh, I wonder why Miss Brown didn't show up yesterday and today?" Fred asked sarcastically.
"How should I know," I retorted and I have to say I was a bit defensive on my answer.
"Very unlikely answer baby brother. You were the last person she was with two days ago," Fred reminded me and then it hit me, I maybe the reason why she was upset. But why would she be? I was the one she interrogated last time. She placed me in a difficult position. Why would she be upset with me? I should be the one upset with her.
"I don't know what you guys are talking about but I'm beat and I think I'm going home," I said and I rode my broom back home.
What did I do to Lavender Brown to get her all upset? I'm clueless. Women are so difficult to understand.
"Ron can we talk?" Ginny said as she knocked on my door.
Well, she had been trying to talk to me for quite a while and I guess I should hear her out. But I really don't know what she wants to talk about. "Come on in."
"Thanks," she said as she entered my room. "Ron, it's about Hermione and Harry," she started. Oh boy, I almost forgot that she has this big crush on Harry.
"Yes, Ginn what about them?" I asked.
"Well, you three have been good friends right? And well, I don't know if I should ask this but what do you really feel about Harry staying at Hermione's?" Here we go again the same question thrown at me by Lavender and now my sister.
"What do you want me to say?" I said dryly. I couldn't help it the questions were starting to annoy me.
"Are you upset, jealous, what?" she asked me and I think I had enough of it.
"Well, Ginny I'm not jealous unlike you. I know you have this big Harry issue to deal with. I'm just fine thank you!" blurted. I think it didn't come out well and Ginny run off crying. What do they expect me to say?
At dinnertime Ginny didn't come down and I really feel like a total idiot. She was just concerned about me and I was total pee-brain not to realize.
I knew I had to do something but first I have to clear my head and think. I went to my room and looked myself in. "Ronald Weasley do you have any feelings for your best friend Hermione Granger?" that was the first question I threw at myself when I faced the mirror then I thought of the true and honest answer. "No, I don't have any feelings for her. Well, no romantic feelings to be exact she's just a friend," I answered my own question.
"Are you jealous of her and Harry being together?" another hard question I threw at myself. "Yes, I know it's unfair but last year I figured those two can exist without me. Harry wouldn't have survived the first task without Hermione's help. Hermione most definitely would have preferred Harry's company to me. I remember our first Hogsmeade weekend where Harry couldn't come. We had a swell time only she had to remind me every few second that it would have been a lot better if Harry was around," I admitted to myself.
"So if ever Harry and Hermione get together as a couple would you be upset?" I asked myself trying to imitate a Daily Prophet news reporter. I thought of my answer and said to myself, "Only if they would keep it secret from me. I also feel uncertain in my place at the trio when they could probably have great fun with just the two of them together." There I aired out all my troubles I guess I can talk to Ginny now. But wait I still need to ask myself a question which brought me back in front of the small mirror.
"Do you like Lavender Brown?" now where did I get that question? I stopped for a moment. She's just a friend a new friend, who is by the way upset with me. "She's nice. I do suppose I like her as a friend." Well, I think I'm set to talk to Ginny because I have settled my issues cleared and, well, I need to apologize for my rudeness.
I went to knock at her door. "Ginny, can I come in and talk?" I asked.
"Why so you insult me more and rub it in my face?" she said bitterly.
"No Ginny, that's not what I came here for. I'm sorry I was such an ass awhile back. Please let me in so we can talk."
"Okay, get inside," she said as she opened the door for me.
"I'm sorry for what I said to you that was totally uncalled for."
"You bet it wasn't," she muttered as she dried her eyes.
"I know I'm a jerk and that I'm the worst big brother any girl could ever have. But I'm really sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?"
"You can answer my questions then we'll be even," Ginny replied. And I agreed. So she fired away with the questions surprisingly similar to the ones I asked myself in front of the small mirror.
"Do you have feelings for Hermione?"
"Not the romantic type," I said. I explained to her what I felt during my fourth year and I think she pretty much understood me.
"Would you have any problems if they get together?"
"Nope unless they keep it from me then I'll be upset. How about you will you be upset?" I asked her.
"Not at all. After having Hermione as a roommate, I don't think there is any girl in the world, which is perfect enough for Harry rather than Hermione."
"So she told you she liked Harry?" I inquired but not exactly hoping to get an answer.
"Well, she didn't say she liked Harry as more than a friend but she talks differently when she talks about Harry than when she talks about you," Ginny said. I was a little hurt of course what was a guy to feel when your best friend favors your other best friend over you but I have to say I have learned to live with that fact.
"Ron, I'm no longer the little girl that had a big crush on Harry Potter. In case you haven't noticed I'm already a big girl," she said and I have to say I have over looked all the changes my little sister had gone through. She was not a little girl anymore that's for sure.
"Oh Ginny, I'm sorry If I'm not good enough for a big brother," I said as I hugged her.
"It's okay Ron. I know it's hard to live up to what Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George had done in the past. Well, you're your own person and you have to be whomever you want to be," she said as she hugged me back.
"Thanks Ginny for forgiving me," I said before I went towards the door.
"Not to fast big brother. You still owe someone the truth," she said and I had no idea what she was talking about. "I was talking about Lavender. She needs to know what you told me and don't ask me why go figure it yourself."
"Okay, I'll go talk to her. What should I tell her?" I said.
"I don't know only you can answer that question," those were the last things she said before she pushed me out of her room and locked it, girls!
To be continued…..
[n/a:] Sorry Hermione's POV is kind of short…r/r