The War Over Hermione

Chapter 11: The Boy Who Confessed

The weeks passed. November for the crew was a blur of work loaded days and uneventful nights.

December had snuck up upon Hogwarts and everybody had gotten into the Christmas spirit. Everyone except Hermione.

Hermione hadn't had a good Christmas since her first year of Hogwarts. When she came home from Hogwarts her first year, her parents had began to drift away from her. Sure they took their daughter with them on holidays, and they tried their hardest to relate to what she would tell them about school, but the point was that they just couldn't, and they felt like they were losing her.

She had went home her 2nd and 3rd year for Christmas to have her parents give her the same argument: They wanted to pull her out of Hogwarts. They wanted to keep her away from the wizarding world. She had begged and pleaded until she had gotten her way through her mother, who was more accepting of her magical daughter than her father was.

When she didn't come home for Christmas her 4th year due to the Yule Ball, she had gotten a very angry letter from her father. He had basically said that when she came home after her 4th year, she was being enrolled into a muggle boarding school. That sparked the feud between her parents that was still going on to this day.

5th year Christmas she spent with the Weasleys and while she had a wonderful time, the circumstances were because of what had happened to Ron's father. She was there to comfort him as well as Harry.

6th year Christmas was spent solving the mystery around defeating Voldemort and even though Harry was with her at her home (much to her father's anger), she still felt horrible and dreaded even spending time downstairs with her family. She would have much rather preferred being with the Weasleys.

As much as she thought she would have a decent Christmas, planning was horribly off for everyone in the group. Ron had planned on going back to the Burrow, Harry was thinking about visiting Sirius, and for reasons that none of the trio could come up with, Ginny had planned on going to Malfoy Manor with Draco.

"You can always come with me to Grimmauld Place. You know Sirius wouldn't mind." said Harry, as he and Hermione lounged on her bed after a long day of classes. Ron and Ginny's brother Charlie had came to the school with baby dragons for Care Of Magical Creatures, so the Weasley kids were catching up.

Hermione scrunched up her nose at the suggestion. She honestly didn't want to go with him by herself, but she couldn't for Merlin's sake figure out why.

"Is Ron coming too?" asked Hermione.

Harry seemed annoyed by the question. "I mean he could if he wanted to, but why are you so concerned? "

"Harry! He is our best friend. You sound like you don't even want him around."

"I didn't mean it like that. I just want to spend the holidays with just you. What's wrong with that?"

" We are supposed to be a team" said Hermione, pulling excuses out of thin air. " He would be there by himself. He wouldn't like that at all. You of all people should know how that feels. He would miss us."

"It sounds like you would miss him." said Harry, sitting up on the bed with a sour look on his face.

"Of course I would! He is my best friend, Harry! You're being a bit of a prat right now, what is wrong with you?" said Hermione, who was getting madder by the second.

"Sometimes Ron doesn't have to always be around, Herm. Shit, you're acting like you're dating the both of us!"

Hermione laughed at the statement. It had both amused and angered her at the same time.