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Beneath Your Window by Crookshanks.x
 Books » Harry Potter Rated: T, English, Romance & Humor, Draco M., Hermione G., Words: 89k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 432, Published: Jun 10, 2007 Updated: Jun 6, 2008
 1,044 Chapter 6: The Mistake
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"Hey, guess what!"
"What?"
"I'm not JK Rowling"
"No way?!"
"Way"
Chapter 6 / The Mistake
When she decided to check on Ginny and Harry a few days later, her skin had returned to its quite natural glow, for which she was exceedingly grateful. Why she had ever put that spell on herself when the potion in question was so extremely rare was beyond even her own comprehension. She had to do something with that paranoia of hers. Though... war did that to you. Your reflexes, your senses, your instinct... it all worked on overdrive. It was just a matter of recognizing what was a legitimate concern and what was ridiculous. And she wasn't doing too good in that area, it seemed.
Her fireplace was connected to the floo system, or so she had realised when she found floo powder hidden behind a loose stone at the very bottom of the fireplace. The previous owners had obviously been a wizarding family, and she was instantly grateful for the few handfuls of floo powder. They would be nice for communicating, but also in case of an emergency. Who knew, right?
She closed her hand around the twinkling grey powder, feeling some of it run through her fingers before she threw it into the flames and called for Harry's flat. The peculiar feeling of having your head spin around in the system of floos before finding the right spot made her somewhat queasy and her knees were already hurting. She needed a cellphone. Desperately. Thankfully, Harry's living room and a mane of thick, red hair came into view rather quickly.
"Hey, Gin," she called towards the retreating back.
The young Weasley spun around on her heel and the expression of alarm gave way to a beaming smile. She rushed over and fell down on the floor with almost childlike enthusiasm.
"I didn't know you were connected to the floo," she breathed, smiling from ear to ear.
"Neither did I," Hermione admitted. "I just happened to find some floo powder and I wanted to check in."
"You look good," Ginny stated, inclining her head slightly. "We miss you like crazy, but if it treats you as well as it looks, it's all worth it."
Hermione had to smile at that. "The place is absolutely fantastic. Couldn't have dreamt of anything better."
"So it's a quiet country life?"
"Pretty much."
"Aw, I was kind of hoping for an exciting story from the far north," Ginny commented, straightening her legs and lying down on her stomach in front of Hermione's floating head.
"Sorry to disappoint you," Hermione answered, suddenly feeling a bit out of breath. "Nothing exciting going on." She gave a dry laugh, sounding fake even to her own ears.
"I wish Harry hadn't taken off to that Quidditch game. He would have liked to see you."
"I'll see him soon enough," Hermione assured her. "I know how much Harry loves his Quidditch."
"He went with Ron," the younger girl said so quickly Hermione barely caught her words, but she heard it. And it made her stomach feel heavier than it should have.
"It's okay," she said, pressing a smile to her face. "I'm trying to move on, and so should everyone else."
"Are you sure?"
