Disclaimer: I own nothing besides the plot. Everything that belongs in this story is all thanks to the very wonderful J.K. Rowling who made the Harry Potter books.
Chapter Three: Run Ins
An hour and a half later dinner was almost ready. Bill, Fleur and Victoire had already arrived and were in the sitting room with everyone else. I was in the kitchen helping out Mrs. Weasley. We were only doing the final touches on the food as the rest of the clan waited. As I was just putting the last fork on the very long table, Mrs. Weasley spoke.
“You can go tell everyone supper is ready.”
I gave her a small smile, “Will do.” I walked into the living room and saw that everyone was playing around with each other and having a good time.
“Hey guys- who’s hungry?” I asked. Immediately the twins, Bill and Dean jumped up exclaiming that they were absolutely famished and ready to eat. I shook my head at them while I tried to hide a smile and step out of their way as they wrestled their way into the kitchen. Ginny and Fleur were watching the boys as little Victoire sat on the floor with wide eyes.
“Come on darling.” Fleur said in her French accent as she picked up the small child and followed the boys into the kitchen.
Only Ginny remained and she hadn’t made an attempt to move from her spot. I was waiting patiently for her to get up and figured she would do so. However, she was looking at me strangely and I felt very self conscience.
“Come on Ginny. I know you’re quite hungry too.” I told her and walked into the kitchen, not being able to stand the strange look she was giving me.
I looked around the table to see that only a spot next to Dean and Fred were open. I figured Ginny would want to sit next to her boyfriend, so I made my way next to Fred and took a seat. Only a few moments later and Ginny walked in, taking her place next to Dean. When the food was being passed around and piled on top of the plates, I fell into a mood. I took less than what I normally would have and when someone started to ask me questions, I answered in short little sentences. Fred tried to make me laugh but I couldn’t force it out. And as soon as I was done, I left placing my plate in the sink and telling the people at the table that I had something to attend to.
I flew up the steps and grabbed my jacket, scarf and wand along with my extendable purse, which I hadn’t un-charmed after the run with Ron and Harry. It was very convenient to have the charm because it meant that whenever I needed to leave in a hurry- I had whatever I needed. I quickly tugged on a sweater and placed the scarf around my neck before I went back down the steps and out the door, where the Weasley’s still sat eating.
As soon as I took three steps away from the house I began to run. The chilly air hitting my cheeks made me feel alive as I began to run even faster. I was trying to get away from everything I had known. I needed my parents now and I hadn’t seen them in ages. I didn’t know if that was where I was going though. I was going to let my feet guide me.
I continued walking down a worn out path and towards a road which I knew was close by. However, as soon as I reached the back that rarely anyone came on, I felt as if I needed to be in London. Closing my eyes, I imagined the city I had come to love and Apparated. I appeared in front of the Leaky Cauldron but instead of walking in; I quickly turned around and headed down the street. I knew exactly where I wanted to be now and why I had such a yearning to be there. I wanted to be alone with a bunch of books surrounding me so I could forget reality.
When I arrived at my destination, I was about to open the door when a man opened it and accidently knocked into me. He dropped the bagged books on the ground and quickly I began to apologize.
“I’m so sorry sir. I didn’t mean to knock into you.” I told him, as I gathered some of the books that had fallen out. As I picked them up, I realized that most were topics that I had not read about before and made a mental note to check them out.
“It’s my entire fault miss, I should have been looking where I was going. I was just excited.” The man told me and as we both stood up and I went to hand him back his belongings, I froze. In front of me was no other than Viktor Krum. Instantly his whole face lit up and he pulled me in for a hug. “Hermione.” He said and pronounced my name right, unlike all those other times during fourth year. “It’s great to see you.”
“You as well Viktor.” I told him. “May I ask why you are here in London?” I asked, as I surveyed him. He looked just as handsome as he did when we had met at Hogwarts, if not better- if that was possible.
“I received your letter and thought that maybe we could catch up, to be honest.” He told me, with a small smile on his face.
“I would love to!” I exclaimed, all thoughts of wanting to be alone in the bookshop gone.
“Great.” He smiled. “How bout we spend the rest of the day together?” he asked, as he offered his arm to me.
“I would love that actually.” I told him, as I grabbed his arm and we started walking down the busy streets of London.
A/N: I know I haven't updated in awhile and I'm seriously sorry for that! Bit of a writers block happened. But I've got this chapter up and hopefully I'll be able to get the next one up soon as well. I already know what I'm going to write, it's just the bit of typing it all out.
Also, I am working on two new stories. Both in which Hermione goes back in time. One is a pairing that I'm not so crazy about because it would never happen and the other, I'm actually a huge sucker for. And there is also another one, that I've forgotten about that I can't wait to post after this(:
Hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. Much love(: