Hermione stopped walking once they got far away from Voldemort. “Ron, where are we going to bring Harry?”
“To my house. Duh,” Ron answered.
“It’s too late at night, Ron. We are going to have to camp here.”
“Okay, but how are we going to make a tent?”
“By hand, Ron.”
“What?!”
“You heard me. I am going to put a protective charm around the camp. You are going to start gathering sticks for the shelter. We will leave early in the morning.”
“Okay,” whined Ron. “This is going to take way to long,” Ron thought. “Accio Sticks.” Hundreds of sticks flew towards Ron. “Eeep! Protego!” Luckily, nothing hit him.
“Okay, Ron.” Hermione turned around saw the pile of sticks pointing towards Ron on the ground. Hermione just shook her head. “Lets start working on the shelter.” After an hour of arguing and yelling, they finally had a some-what decent tent.
“I can’t believe we actually finished. How do muggles do this?” Ron asked.
“Ron, you are so lazy!” It started pouring buckets of rain. “Ron, we need to get Harry under the tent!” The friends lifted Harry out of the rain and under the shelter. Hermione looked up at the sky. “It is probably midnight. We need to wake Harry up so we can leave fast.”
“Aren’t we leaving in the morning though?”
“Yes, but Harry has to be awake. We can’t carry Harry all the way to your house. We will never make it there.”
“I have heard of a spell that wakes someone up. I heard my mom doing it on George and Fred when their pranks go wrong, but I don’t know how to do it.”
“Ron, do you know what the spell is?”
“Yah, it’s like Revernate or Redervate or something.”
“Rennervate! How could I not of thought of that? Ron, thank you!” Hermione hugged Ron around the neck. Ron was taken back; his cheeks were as red as his hair.
“Um, Hermione?” Hermione let go and stepped back.
“Sorry.”
“N-no. It was fine. I was just going to say that maybe we could not use this spell to wake Harry until the morning. You know, let Harry sleep.”
“Okay, we should be getting some sleep too. I will keep first watch.”
Ron crawled into the shelter and looked at Hermione, whose hair was matted down with dirt. She was so strong, sitting there waiting for something to come so she can take it out. She was so smart. She knew things that weren’t even taught in school. The library was her home. Ron fell asleep thinking of Hermione.
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Harry Potter 6 1/2
Fiksi PenggemarIt is the summer before Harry's last year of school at Hogwarts. He is still trying to get over Dumbledore's death, plus dealing with Dudley and his crazy aunt and uncle. He is almost there in defeating Voldemort... but he just needs to survive the...
