Hogwarts is my Home

Chapter 42: The Mystery Man (PA CH5)

I was on the opposite side of the bed when I woke up. I had gone to sleep on the right side, so how was I over here?

"Did you get some sleep?" I asked Harry as I sat up. He was at the other bed, finishing packing up.

"Yeah. You hummed this tune that I know I've heard before, but I don't know where. It was a lullaby. Anyway, it made me feel safe."

"We don't need to tell the others about this, just Ron and Hermione."

"Us this or Sirius Black wants to kill me this?"

"Both." I looked at my suitcase and my trunk, all nicely packed and ready to go and smiled. Then I saw my blanket on the end of the bed. "Dammit!"

"What?" 

"Do you have room in your trunk for my blanket?"

"I do, yeah." He walked over and scooped it up, barely looking at me. Something was off, different.

"Are you okay?" I asked hesitantly. "Other than the thing last night."

"Yeah, but, Ana, I need to tell you something."

"Okay." I was trying to keep my composure. He was going to ask about us dating. What would I say?

"Well, the reason you're over there is because last night-"

He shut himself up as the twins burst through the door loudly, throwing the door open so hard it slammed against the wall.

"Be careful, this isn't your house!" I scolded.

They ignored me. "We're leaving in ten minutes."

"Do you want me to take your stuff down?" Fred asked.

"Yeah." He grabbed my trunk. "Oh, wait."

I pulled out my Walkman. "For the journey."

"Be careful Dad doesn't see that, he'll take it apart."

Fred grabbed my stuff while George grabbed Harry's. They left and we were alone again.

"Okay, what were you saying?"

"Nothing, forget about it. It's embarrassing."

"Well now I have to know," I said worriedly.

"Maybe later. You have to get dressed."

I followed Harry down the stairs and noticed it was pretty empty. I opened my mouth to speak, but changed my mind when I saw Ron sitting by himself at the table, staring into space.

"I want to talk to him alone," I whispered to Harry as we reached the table.

"Alright." He started walking away.

I slowly pulled the chair out and sat next to him. "Hey. You ready to go to school?"

"It feels different."

"I know. Are you okay?"

"Most days. You?"

"Only some days. You know it's okay if you're not okay, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Here, take this. It has songs Spencer listened to, but it's mostly cello songs." I handed over the player.

"Thank you." I nodded.

"Time to go!" Arthur exclaimed, clapping his hands together.

We rode to King's Cross in the cars the Ministry had provided us and the whole time I thought about what Harry was trying to tell me. Even worse, we were in separate cars so I couldn't force him to tell me. The anticipation was killing me!