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Beyond Friends by BrownEyedGirl
Chapter 1 : The Last Day of Summer
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"If you made a better rat than a human, that's not much to boast about."
-Sirius Black

Chapter One: Last Day of Summer

It was finally September, and Ron was anxious to see his best friends Harry and Hermione. They were coming to his house today, for the last day of summer before they would head off to Hogwarts. Ron was ready for summer to be over, his family (except Percy) had all been living under their one small roof and they were starting to get on his nerves. He woke up early to Ginny shaking him, inches away from his face.

"Ginny, stop, stop! I'm up!"

"Harry and Hermione are coming today!" Ginny said anxiously.

"Okay, Gin, I know!

"Don't you want to, err, get ready before breakfast? They'll probably show up while we are eating." Said Ginny.

It was an unfortunate moment for Fred and George to appear in Ron's room, overhearing her last comment.

"George, do mine ears decieve me?" Fred asked comically.

"Oh no, dear brother, I believe I heard that Ronniekins has a giiiirl coming over today!" George said.

"Well, we better let him er, what was it Ginnypoo, said? Yes… we better let him 'Get Ready' for the big occasion. We wouldn't want this girl to see Ron eating without putting on his makeup first." Fred replied.

"Well then Ron, " George continued, trying to brush Ron's hair, " I do believe I have a nose reducing potion you could use,"

Ron sat up in his dorky pajamas. "I'm wasn't getting READY for anybody. Its just Harry and Hermione. Thanks a lot, Ginny."

With that, Ron stalked out of the room, (not without changing into sweatpants and a tshirt) to get some breakfast. Molly Weasley had prepared even more hot cakes, bacon, and eggs for breakfast. Ron sat down along with Fred, George, Ginny, his dad, Bill, and Charlie. Ron was excited for Harry and Hermione to come, perhaps he was eating even more than usual, while Ginny had taken to merely mixing her food together with a fork.
All of the sudden, there was a knock on the door and Molly Weasley ran over to the door, thrust it open, and furiously hugged Harry and Hermione.
"Harry, you look so tall! And Hermione, so beautiful!" Molly said. "Have some breakfast!" and she subsequently started piling food onto plates.

"Hi everyone," Harry and Hermione said, grinning.

When they sat down next to Ron, Hermione started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Ron asked.

"You have, egg, in your hair," she said, and flicked it out.

Right on cue, Fred and George started petting eachothers hair.

"Enough!" Molly Weasley said. "Ron, help Hermione and Harry get their things upstairs."

Eager to leave the table to talk, Ron helped Harry and Hermione grab their suitcases and they simply dumped them in Ron's room. Hermione, smiling, put her arms around Ron and Harry's shoulders and said, "Good to see you again, boys!"
Relaxing on Ron's chair and bed, Harry and Hermione started talking about their summers.
" So how was your summer, Harry?" asked Hermione.

"I've been well, okay," he replied. " Just avoiding the Dursleys, and well, you know.."

Hermione and Ron didn't know whether or not they should bring up Sirius, but they figured they would let Harry be the first to mention him.

"What about you, Ron?"

" It's been good. My family's driving me crazy though, I couldn't wait until you guys got here."

"Nonsense, Ron!" Hermione said, apalled. "Your family is wonderful!"

Just then, Ginny came running in. "Hey guys!" she said, giving Harry and Hermione hugs. "How've you been?"

"Good," they replied.

"Listen, do you guys want to get outside and play quidditch or something?"

Harry looked at the now 15-year-old Ginny. She had definitley grown, and was a few inches taller. She didn't look young, at all, anymore. And, she had just willingly came in to talk to them, and even gave him a hug. She didn't drop anything at breakfast, or even turn red. "She has definitely grown up," he thought.

Soon, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, and Bill were all playing quidditch. Hermione knew she was awful at flying. She resigned herself to sit against the tree and watch them play. They tried to get her to play, but she hadn't even brought a broom. Hermione hated quiditch.

Hermione watched them all fly, especially Ron. He was good, at the keeper position, and seemed more comfortable in it then he had last year. He was still tall and skinny, but maybe he had more muscle? Hermione couldn't tell but he seemed less….lanky. "He hasn't even made a stupid comment yet," she thought, " Maybe he's grown up." She said to herself.

Soon, Charlie came out to join the game. Partially to keep the numbers even, and partially just to talk to Hermione, Ginny flew down to the ground and talked to Hermione, and let Charlie take over her position.

"Hermione, you should really play quidditch with us sometime," Ginny said.

"Absolutely not," Hermione replied. "You know I'm terrible at quidditch.

"Well, I guess you are" Ginny said playfully.

"It's good to be back here," Hermione said. " Maybe its because Sirius well, you know, but this whole summer I've felt like I should be with you all, people who knew him, and not my muggle friends and family."

"Yeah," ginny said, "Harry must really miss him."

"I know, Harry all but worshiped Sirius. He could have been his ticket out of the dursleys, and I know Sirius was like father and brother to him. And the worse part is, I know secretly, Harry blames himself."

"He does,?" asked Ginny. "Why?"

"Well, its all fuzzy to me, in between the curses on me and the shock, but that night when we went to the department of mysteries, Harry was trying to save Sirius. Unknowingly, he sort of dragged Sirius there and then Sirius, well you know, got into a duel, and well, you know what happened." Hermione explained.

"I feel so bad for him," Ginny said.

"Ginny, I think you feel a little more for him then 'bad'." Hermione said, laughing.

"Are you saying I, I fancy Harry?" Ginny said in a whisper.

"Yes, that’s exactly what I'm saying, and that's exactly why you are turning bright red!" Hermione said.

All the sudden, six figures stood in front of them and Ron said, " What's going on? And Ginny, why does your face look like a tomato?"

Hermione just laughed harder, and Ginny's face got redder, seeing Harry behind Ron. But even as Ginny was embarrased, she noticed that Harry didn't look as elated as he usually did when he had played a game of quidditch. In spite of herself, she started to worry terribly about him and how he was dealing with the death of Sirius.

Harry, Ron, and the rest of them walked inside with Ron muttering to Harry, "Girls."

Hermione and Ginny soon followed. Later that night, Harry went to sleep and Ron and Hermione found themselves brushing their teeth together in the small bathroom.

"Listen Ron," Hermione began.

"I know, Hermione, I really should do my homework."
Hermione looked hurt. "No, Ron. That's not what I wanted to talk to you about.

"Thank God," Ron said, although he looked nervous.

"It's about Harry."

Ron's heart sank a bit in spite of himself. "What about Harry?"

"I'm worried about him. With Sirius dying and everything. He didn't look himself today, even though he tried to. I think Sirius dying makes him feel like his parents died all over again."

All of the sudden, Harry burst into the bathroom, making it awfully crowded.

"Why do you think you know how I feel?" asked Harry angrily. " You have no idea, and if you're trying to make a guess, you could have just asked me. Hermione and Ron looked at eachother horrified, and then Ron interjected, standing in front of Hermione protectively.

"Harry, mate, that’s not what she meant!" But Harry had already left.

"Thanks, for trying anyway, Ron," Hermione said. "At least you know what I meant."

Then, to Ron's horror, tears started streaming from Hermione's eyes. "Oh Ron, its just I feel so bad, and I don’t know what to do or say around Harry, and I feel bad for him but I don't want him to think I pity him, and I just don't know.. "

Ron looked helpless, and but tried to be comforting. He gave Hermione an awkward hug and patted her hair a bit.

"Hermione, why don't you, sit down?"

Hermione and Ron sat on the edge of the bathtub, the only place they could, Hermione crying and Ron awkwardly comforting her. A few minutes later, Hermione emitted a noise like a half laugh half sob, and said,

"Ron, look at us, we're sitting on the bathtub! Maybe I should just go to bed."

It was the last thing he wanted to do, but Ron agreed and told Hermione she just needed a good nights rest. The next day after all, they did have to wake early to go to platform nine and 3 quarters.

***authors note: its just the first chapter, but…PLEASE, PLEASE review so I know if I should keep writing! Good and Bad reviews taken , and more chapters to come, SOON!*****

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