An Unexpected Reunion

Chapter 5

Hermione's POV

Today is Sunday and I've been dreading this day. The weekly dinner at the Weasley's. Everyone in the Wizarding World is now aware that Ron and I are no longer together. He's not dropped by the house, when I came home on Thursday evening, his belongings has disappeared from the front of the house and I had no idea where he was. Friday and Saturday moved at a snails pace, probably because I was so nervous to go to Molly and Arthur's house for the weekly dinner. Bless Molly, she'd sent me an Owl reassuring me that her home was always open and she would never want me to not feel welcome. She expressed her disappointment in Ron which made me feel a little bit happier.

Ron must be at his family home, there is no where else I can imagine him going. Ginny has made it clear that he's not welcome to stay at Grimmauld Place and I can't see him knocking on the door of any of our other friends. The support from them towards me has been overwhelming and it seems there is a lot of people who think Ron is an absolute idiot – I tend to agree with them.

I've not heard from Draco since Friday, we bumped into each other in the canteen and had lunch together. He was in such a better mood than he was on Thursday which was nice and it was comforting to have another friend. He actually invited myself, Harry and Ginny over to his house next Saturday for a games night. He's no longer living at Malfoy Manor which I'm very glad about. After what happened with Bellatrix, I don't think I could step foot in that house again. Malfoy explained that he completely demolished the building, it wasn't worth the time of day and he himself had many terrible memories there. He explained his mother now lives in a small cottage on the outskirts of Hogsmeade and made amends with her sister, Andromeda and met Teddy. Narcissa wanted to be closer to people, reinvent herself and build a network of friends who didn't follow in the footsteps of Voldemort.

The sound of the Floo pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Mione, are you home?" It was Ginny. I looked at my watch, nearly 11am. As creatures of habit, we usually go to Molly and Arthur's at 12pm.

"Yes, up in the bedroom." I call back to her. I finish applying the rest of my blush as Ginny walks into the room.

"You're running behind schedule, you'd usually be at my house by now and we'd be finishing icing the muffins. Everything ok?" She gave me that look, the sympathetic look.

"Yes, sorry! I've been in my own head this morning so I am running slightly behind. I'm all ready now." I stood up from my dressing table, linked Ginny's arm and we walked downstairs. Ginny is still giving me the look.

"Honestly Ginny I'm fine. Yes, I'm slightly nervous to see Ron for the first time since Wednesday, I just don't want there to be any arguments or issues caused from this. Molly isn't my mother, I mean she's as close to it considering my mother is in Australia with no knowledge of who I am, but she's the head of this family and I don't want to cause a scene" I sighed, this is such a difficult situation and something I never thought I'd have to deal with.

"I know Mione, I'm on your side here. Ron is my brother but you're my best friend and I'd be lost without you. Mother is certainly annoyed with Ron, she always said that he was – and I quote – punching above his weight being with you. If he wasn't the youngest son and she still feels terribly guilty about Fred, I don't think she'd of let him come home." Ginny muttered as we walked into the kitchen to get my things together.

"I know Gin, thank you. It means an awful lot to me that your family treat me like one of your own. I'd of been a mess in this world if I didn't have the support of your family. We'll just have to navigate this time together and there is no best friend I'd rather do it with." We chuckled as I grabbed my bag.