Game Time: Wednesday evening after Head Girl duties

[smartestwitch]

I am feeling quite pleased with most things in my life at this moment in time. The only dark shadow in my life are Ron’s injuries If only that one thing were solvable then I would feel as if everything here were well

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[whichoneami]

George quietly padded down to the head girl's room, careful to avoid anyone in the corridors. He remembered the rumor-mill at Hogwarts vividly, and didn't want to cause Hermione any unneccessary trouble with his presence. He knew it was late, but it had been the first time he had been able to pull himself away from the shop to visit Ron. Ron had been sleeping, which was good, since George really didn't know what he could say. Now he sought out Ron's friend, hoping that maybe she had heard something different concerning Harry and his whereabouts.

He stopped and lightly rapped on the door. "'Mione, I know it's gettinc close to curfew, but I just wanted to drop by and see how you were."

[smartestwitch]

She was just about to leave her room when she heard the light knock on her door and the warm voice of George Weasley. A faint smile creped onto her lips as she heard his voice once again. For some strange reason her heart seemed to beat a little faster. But being the sensible witch that she was Hermione put that down to all the worry over the last few days with Ron and Harry having been kidnapped and then returned, and nothing more.

Opening the door her faint smile turned into a lovely beam as she saw him standing there again so soon after his last late night visit to her room. “Hello George, you had better come in before curfew strikes and the patrols begin.” She opened the door wide to let Ron’s brother enter.

[whichoneami]

George stepped through quickly, but not before bowing camply before the young Gryffindor. He grinned that cheshire grin as he helped himself to a seat on her couch. Sobering up somewhat, he came directly to the point. "Any word about Harry yet?"

[smartestwitch]

She laughed at his silly ways, he could be very daft at times but she liked him immensely anyway. Hermione closed the door and upon hearing his question about Harry, she turned around, arms behind her and lent against the door. A smile came onto her lips again, this time a happy and relieved smile. “Harry’s home, Dobby bought him back yesterday.”

[whichoneami]

George sighed in relief. "That's good. So the Headmistress got back safely as well?"

[smartestwitch]

Hermione shock her head “No, she isn’t and I have no idea how long she will be gone for.” Tilting her head her mind began to ponder on his last statement. Walking over to the sofa she sat down next to him. “Why would she have come back with Harry anyway?”

[whichoneami]

Stupid, stupid George! Of course McGonagall didn't inform the students of her plans. "Hermione, there's something you should know. The reason that everyone is back...is because the Headmistress traded herself to the Dark Lord for their return." He sat there, waiting, hoping that Hermione would take the news...well, not as badly as he imagined that she could.

[smartestwitch]

To say she was stunned by George’s news was an understatement. Cupping her chin in her hands, arms resting on her knees she closed her eyes. “I thought it might have something to do with getting them back but never that, not trading her for there return.” She sighed still keeping her eyes closed “When is this whole nightmare going to end? Goodness knows what Voldermort will do to her after what happened to Ron I didn’t…” Hermione stopped herself before she said too much. She hadn’t yet promised Ron she wouldn’t tell but really she didn’t have any idea how she would convey that information to George never mind the rest of the Weasleys.