"On Platform 9 3/4"
It worked! I actually managed to write some fic today!
Its just a little missing moment with Hermione & Ron, Harry & Ginny on the platform at the end of HBP, but I'm just happy that I wrote anything. :)
Harry stepped off the train first, with Ron right behind him as usual. Hermione paused in the door of the train and watched them for a moment as they approached Mr. and Mrs. Weasley on the platform.
They looked so different: Ron was tall where Harry was not, and he had bright red hair and freckles and a perpetually cheerful expression, even now when they all knew that hard times lay ahead. In contrast, Harry had his dark messy hair, glasses, and a solemn, withdrawn look. Outwardly, they were near opposites. But inside they complimented each other well. They'd learned to depend on each other -- all three of them had, not just the two boys but Hermione as well, over the six years that they'd known each other. Yes, they complimented each other well. Together, they were much stronger than they were apart. They'd need that strength in the year to come. Hermione only hoped it would be enough.
In the train, they had sat with their heads together for hours, working out a plan. They were leaving for Godric's hollow in only three weeks. It would be a long trip, and a difficult one. They were going to face things that they'd never heard of or even read about before. But at least they'd be together.
A small hand rested on Hermione's shoulder and startled her out of her reverie. She turned her head to see Ginny Weasley standing on the step behind her. Ginny had her flame-red hair tied back in a messy ponytail and loose pieces fell around her pale face, framing it. Her expression, like Harry's, was solemn. Hermione knew that getting left behind had to be impossibly difficult for Ginny.
"Take care of him, will you?" she asked, looking toward where Harry stood with Ron and her parents. "Take care of both of them. For me." She didn't say "please" but Hermione could hear the pleading in her voice.
"I will," Hermione replied. She kept her eyes trained on the boys and didn't look back at Ginny, but covered the younger girl's hand with her own. "Of course I will."
Its just a little missing moment with Hermione & Ron, Harry & Ginny on the platform at the end of HBP, but I'm just happy that I wrote anything. :)
Harry stepped off the train first, with Ron right behind him as usual. Hermione paused in the door of the train and watched them for a moment as they approached Mr. and Mrs. Weasley on the platform.
They looked so different: Ron was tall where Harry was not, and he had bright red hair and freckles and a perpetually cheerful expression, even now when they all knew that hard times lay ahead. In contrast, Harry had his dark messy hair, glasses, and a solemn, withdrawn look. Outwardly, they were near opposites. But inside they complimented each other well. They'd learned to depend on each other -- all three of them had, not just the two boys but Hermione as well, over the six years that they'd known each other. Yes, they complimented each other well. Together, they were much stronger than they were apart. They'd need that strength in the year to come. Hermione only hoped it would be enough.
In the train, they had sat with their heads together for hours, working out a plan. They were leaving for Godric's hollow in only three weeks. It would be a long trip, and a difficult one. They were going to face things that they'd never heard of or even read about before. But at least they'd be together.
A small hand rested on Hermione's shoulder and startled her out of her reverie. She turned her head to see Ginny Weasley standing on the step behind her. Ginny had her flame-red hair tied back in a messy ponytail and loose pieces fell around her pale face, framing it. Her expression, like Harry's, was solemn. Hermione knew that getting left behind had to be impossibly difficult for Ginny.
"Take care of him, will you?" she asked, looking toward where Harry stood with Ron and her parents. "Take care of both of them. For me." She didn't say "please" but Hermione could hear the pleading in her voice.
"I will," Hermione replied. She kept her eyes trained on the boys and didn't look back at Ginny, but covered the younger girl's hand with her own. "Of course I will."