silent sun

food

"sorry we couldn't find you a dress Hermione," Audrey said, carrying her dress in a small enchanted bag.

"it's alright, i still have time." Hermione said, head hung low.

"so three broomsticks for lunch?" ginny asked, "i'm absolutely starving!"

"yeah gin," cho laughed, leading the girls to the restaurant.

"what can i get you girls?" Madam Rosmerta asked, cleaning off a table.

all of the girls order they're food, cheeseburgers, fries, pretzels sticks and what not, "and five butterbeers,"

"alright, i'll have that out for you in just a moment." she said as she walked into the kitchen.

the three broomsticks was always packed, but today wasn't to bad compared to usual.

the girls walked around and searched for a table that would fit all five of them.

"here this works," ginny said, gesturing to a large booth in the corner.

"here you go lady's," Madam Rosmerta said as she placed five tall glasses of butterbeer in the middle of the table

"you know, that shop gets no business," Audrey said, pausing to take a sip of her drink. "because it's so hidden, but it should be so popular!"

"i agree," ginny said, "they have everything there, makes no sense."

"you know, hogwarts needs a school paper." Cho said, as the girls nodded in agreement.

"you know, i've actually thought about it before," Hermione explained, "i know professor Dumbledore would say yes to me,"

"you should totally set it up Hermione!" Audrey exclaimed, "i would love to be on the paper,"

"we could write about the shop!" cho explained, "to get her more business of course, the girls of hogwarts deserve to know about covered in grace,"
which was the name of the shop.

"okay," Hermione said, "i'll talk to Dumbledore once we get back."

"perfect," Audrey said, playing with her charm bracelet.

"incoming," madam Rosmerta said as she placed down they're food.

"thank god," ginny said as she took her plate, "i'm famished!"

***

it was close to 1am, and Audrey had skipped dinner, and was absolutely starving.

"i'm going to the kitchen," Audrey said, climbing out of bed. "wanna come?"

"no thanks," luna said, turning a page in her book.

Audrey slipped on a pair of slippers, and made her way out of the dorms.

"lumos," she whispered, as she walked out of the common room.

her wand lit up, giving her just the right amount of light to see.

she walked the corridor carefully, watching out for professors and prefects.

she tickled the pear lightly, the portrait swinging open with a giggle.

"oh," Ron said, as he watched Audrey walk into the kitchen. "oh." she replied, pinching her wrist, hard.

he was sitting on the counter as usual, with a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

"here we go again," harry muttered, setting down his bowl.

"we've really got to stop meeting like this," she joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"i've just go," harry said, pushing off the counter, "give you to some privacy, you know, a chance to talk,"

and with that harry left the two, alone.

Audrey sat in front of the portrait door, feeling unable to move.

"what can i get you miss?" a house elf asked, walking up to Audrey.

"uhm, can i get a minute to think about it?" she asked, feeling her wrist start to bleed.

"of course, anything for miss hammond!" she squeaked, huge eyes looking up at her.

she slowly walked towards Ron, keeping her eyes on him.

she stopped next to him, leaning her back against the counter.

"so," she said, "how's.. class," she was trying so hard to defuse the tension, but she knew she was just making it worse.

"are you trying to make small talk right now?" he asked, cracking a smile, that smile that Audrey had missed so deeply.

"Maybe," she shrugged, "at least i'm trying to be the bigger person,"

"i'm not very good at that," he said, setting the mostly melted ice cream down.

"yeah, i haven't been either," she laughed, wanting him to smile again.

"you seem to be getting better at it," He said, eyes glued to the floor, "you seemed to be getting better at a lot of things,"

"what are you talking about?" she asked, brows knitting together.

"your changing rey," he explained, finally making eye contact with her, "your going to party's, getting drunk," he carried on.

"your like a completely different person then you were at the beginning of school," he sighed, "i hate it." he said firmly.

"i'm growing up, Ron," she said, "things change,"

"i've noticed," he said, pushing off the counter. "I'm going to bed, please eat something."

"i've seemed to have lost my appetite, again," she said, her heart was really hurting.

A/N: is Ron right? absolutely. did he have any right to tell her? erm no. rip maggie smith.