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Hermione
Hermione’s Summer was wired, not only did she have to hide from her parents that she was that by a curse doing a battle they did not really know about either. It was not because she did not want to tell them, but they would not understand. How do you tell your parents, oh we broke into the Ministry of magic and fought people way stronger and with way more power than us. That the only reason she was alive was because she cast a spell to silence a death eater. How she still could not move for long period of time without hurting. Lucky for her she was going to the burrow early this summer. But was that really any better? She was going to spend the summer with the Weasleys, with the person she has had a crush on for almost a year, but have a boyfriend. And having to hide her pain from even more people. This summer was not going to get any easier. The only good thing was that she did not have to hide everything.
*The burrow*
Hermione arrived late at the burrow, around 9 pm. It was full of life, that was something she missed, but the trip should have been easy but her ribs hurt like hell. So when one after another pulled in for a hug it did not get any better.
“Hello dear, how was your summer?” before she could answer se hear a voice behind her.
“Hermoine!” Ginny almost yelled, and pulled her into a tight hug. So hard that the pain flared up. Ginny let go of her, Hermione plinked trying to get her face back into normal colors. But Ginny saw something, her eyes langered at her for just a second to much. She opened her voice to say something, put was interrupted was a voice behind er n again.
“´ermione, how nice to see you again” came a voice with a thick French accent. They turned around and she saw Molly and Ginny’s happy faces fade.
“Fleur, what are you doing here?” she asked
“Me and Fleur are engaged” Bill appeared behind her and out his arm around her.
“Hermione are you hungry?” Molly asked, Hermione was not really hungry, all she needed was to lay down, the pain was getting worse.
“Oh no thanks” She said smiling. Looking over at Ginny, who was looking at her suspicious.
“Hermione you are looking pale, like really pale” Shit, she needed a good excuse.
“Oh umm, I’m just tired, is it okay I’m going to bed” she smiled.
“Oh, of course dear” she said, Ginny took some of Hermione’s stuff to help er up to her room. Which Hermione was so grateful for, cause honestly, she as not sure if she could carry it herself. Hermione got ready for bed, and after when she was laying in bed she couldn’t help but ask.
“How are things going with you and Dean?” Ginny smiled.
“Oh It is going well, we wave been sending letters all summer. And talked in the feleton once”
“Telefone” hemione corrected her.
“yeah right” Ginny said, getting into bed as well.
“But it is good that you are doing well.” She moved but it send a stab of pain through her ribs. She played it off, but Ginny noticed.
“Hermione,” Ginny said and quickly got out of bed and sit on the end of her bed.
“Are you okay? You look like you are In pain” Ginny asked and took her hand.
“Im fine” she said looking away, she really regrets asking her about Dean, because her ribs hurt. And now, the small hope she has that she could tell Ginny her feelings are gone.
“Hermione tell med what is wrong” Hermione looked at her once more.
“It is just, the curse Dolohov hit me with, I still feel it sometimes. It has gotten better. But still not fully” she said.
“Oh Hermione” Ginny aid and hugged her. She couldn’t, she hug. It was all to much.
“Ginny it hurts” it was not a lie, it might not hurt her ribs but emotions. Ginny pulled away.
“Im so sorry” she said.
“It is fine , but I am really tired, I will try and get some sleep” she turned around so she was not facing Ginny and silent tears ran down her face. She couldn’t, she has feeling for her best friend´s sister. She could never say it. She would have to live with it.