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Surprises in the Morning

Hermione's POV

I woke to the sound of fluttering wings. I sat up and rubbed my eyes with my palms as I opened my eyes in confusion. When had I gotten to the bed? I scanned the room and saw Ron passed out on the couch and smiled to myself. He must've moved me to the bed last night. I looked around and saw his quidditch magazines on the floor next to my Advanced runes book.

Suddenly there was another fluttering noise and as I looked towards the sound, I saw an owl fly through the entrance of the tent and flying straight towards me. I screamed and jumped out of the bed. The owl landed on the bed and started pecking at the white sheets. Ron woke up with incredible speed and rushed to my side as I frantically looked for my wand in my trunk.

Ron then nudged me on the ribs, and I looked at where he was pointing. The owl had two letters attached to its leg. I glanced nervously at Ron, and he looked at me with determination. He slowly walked towards the owl, that as soon as it sensed Ron approaching lifted its leg in his direction. Ron carefully removed the letters since we didn't know if the owl was a biter, pecker, or 18-year-old-teens flesh-eater (trust me it could happen). Once the owl had been freed of its letter it took off and flew towards the exit and I had to duck to avoid being hit by it. As soon as it left, I turned to Ron and we both burst out laughing. It honestly was hilarious. I put my hand against his chest to stop myself from tumbling with laughter and felt his chest shake with laughter.

I then took everything in, and my insecurities kicked in. I'd just woken up and my hair probably looked like that owl's nest and my face was probably incredibly puffy and flushed. I was in my old sweats and sweater that was incredibly old and were not in any way a fashion statement. I stepped away and looked at Ron that was still smiling and chuckling slightly. I smiled at him and tried to tame my curly hair.

"Oh god, so I guess my animal repelling spell didn't work" and he blushed slightly. He was wearing his Weasley Christmas sweater that I knew he loved, with gray sweatpants and white socks. It made me feel a little less self-conscious about my appearance. His Red hair was messy and all over the place which only made him look even cuter. I really wanted to go and run my hand through it and just...stop.

"Huh, yeah I guess I'm doing the enchantments from now on, okay?" He grinned at me and held out the letters to me.

"Well I hope these are from McGonagall and my mom, otherwise we woke up for nothing," I take the letters from him and nervously tuck my hair behind my ear. The first one was from Hogwarts and McGonagall had signed it but then I recognized the red envelope of the second one and blushed.

"Oh...um Ron I think your mom sent you a..." before I could finish, the red card flew out of my hands and straight up to Ron's face, and too late did he realize what was happening.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU! ONCE AGAIN YOU DO THE SAME THING OVER AGAIN! RIDICULOUS! UTTERLY RIDDICULOUS!" Ron grimaced at the howler screaming in front of him and I stood there trying to pretend to not be listening. But it made no sense since I was standing right there. "YOU WOULD THINK YOU'D LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES AND STOP ACTING WITHOUT THINKING!" the howler then turned towards me and I froze. "Of course, I don't blame you dear. I suppose you tried to get Ron to not do nothing irresponsible, but he dragged you along. I hope you can come to the burrow for Christmas in the winter break" Then the howler turned towards Ron once again and resumed yelling at him "AND YOU YOUNG MAN ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE! IF YOU WANTED TO TAKE HERMIONE ON A DATE, I'M SURE YOU COULD'VE IMAGINED A BETTER WAY TO DO SO! I EXPECT NOTHING BUT EXEMPLARY BEHAVIOUR FROM NOW ON OR YOU'LL BE IN EVEN MORE TROUBLE" and after dropping that final bomb of information the howler exploded into a million pieces of shredded paper.

There was a terrifyingly long silence as we absorbed what had just happened. I looked at Ron and his ears had turned scarlet like they do when he gets embarrassed. He was staring at the floor suddenly very interested in his shoes. I felt heat rush up my neck in embarrassment. Take me on a date? What was that supposed to mean? I heard a soft sigh and saw Ron cover his face with his hands and glance at me shamefully and sat on the edge of the bed. I gave him a shy smile.

I looked down at my own envelope and tore it open carefully. The letter was precisely from McGonagall. Apparently, we had 1 week of detention and we wouldn't be allowed to go to Hogsmeade for the first weekend. Brilliant, detention. That was going to be perfect. Oh gosh. I'd never had detention before, apart from Umbridge which didn't count since she was basically giving detention for the stupidest of things. Later down the letter, McGonagall said that she had managed to arrange for the gas to arrive tomorrow night so we could leave Thursday morning to arrive for our classes. Of course, she also added the expected 'disappointed-in-you' comments that I was dreading.

I cleared my throat and Ron looked up at me. "Well, there's also bad news from school. Detention for a week" Ron's eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something, but I kept going "also, no Hogsmeade this week. She says the gas will arrive tomorrow night so we can arrive on time for our lessons on Thursday." I finally let everything out and then stood there in awkward silence. It was horrible. Things were never awkward between me and Ron, but I guess after his mom had finished yelling her soul out to him it made sense.

He sighed "Yeah well, at least the good news is that we will be able to go back to school on Thursday. Yippie, more Snape" I smiled at his sarcastic comment and he smiled back at me. (A/N: HE DID NOT DIE!)

"Hey, don't worry too much about your mom," I told him, and he looked up at me his eyes full of hope "besides, it's not like it's anything we haven't heard before, right?" I smirked at him, not knowing where that smirk came from.

Untrue, she just said he wanted to take me on a date.

Well she was probably just messing with him and didn't really mean it

But still, it could be...

Or it could not...

But It could be...

He chuckled and shrugged "Yeah, I guess you're right," and she heard him mutter something under his breath that sounded something like "as per usual" and he smiled to himself. He stood up from the bed walked over to me and I tensed. He leaned down to me and kissed me on the cheek. His lips touched softly and briefly my cheek, but it was long enough for me to miss their warmth once they were gone. I looked at him in the eyes and I found him staring back. "I'm going to make some breakfast. Usual eggs, I presume?" I giggled and nodded while he left for the kitchen.

Once he left, I rushed to my trunk to get my shower things and some new clothes and then locked myself up in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was the incarnation of bed head. My hair was loose and tangled behind me and my face was flushed from sleep. I immediately entered the shower and conditioned my hair and washed my face. After my hair was brushed and my face was back to its normal state I turned to my clothes. I was already changed into a random huge red hoodie I didn't recognize and my usual grey leggings. I left the bathroom and heard Ron moving around in the kitchen. I tied my snickers and went for the kitchen with a little skip in my step.