Summer Love - Ron Weasley

61 - My Old Friend

- Something major will not happen in this chapter

As soon as the sun rises, we pack a bag and grab our coats.

We apparate to the field outside of the Lovegood residence. As we walk through the field, Ron trails ahead of Harry and I as we fall behind a little.

"You're not still mad at him, are you?" Harry whispers from behind me.

"He left me. He left us. Why aren't you madder?" I whisper back.

"He's my best friend. Besides, it wasn't him that said all those things. It was the horcrux." Harry tries to defend Ron.

"But it was him! He didn't have on the horcrux when he decided to leave me. He promised me and then he left. I have a right to be bloody anger." I exclaim lowly as Ron halts to a stop.

"Luna and Hermione." Harry says aloud.

"Luna and Hermione." Ron and I repeat.

We continue walking up to the tiny house and when we approach, I notice there is beautiful life on the outside of the door.

There is a fruit patch with a KEEP OFF sign. The door has a golden sign that reads The Quibbler. I study it as I knock on the door.

"Keep off the dirigible plants." Ron says, reading the sign on the fruit patch.

The door unlocks and Xenophilius Lovegood appears from the other side of it. He looks clearly distraught and disturbed.

"What is it? Who are you? What do you want?" Lovegood questions us.

Ron steps out of Harry's way so he can show himself.

"Hello, Mr.Lovegood. I'm Harry Potter, we met a few months ago." Harry reminds him.

Harry brushes past me as he walks up the stairs so the man can get a closer look at him.

"Could we come in?" Harry asks Mr.Lovegood.

He nods as he completely opens the door, allowing us to enter his home.

We walk in as he leads us up the stairs and into a living area. He makes us each a cup of tea as we sit down at the table in silence.

"Where are Luna and Hermione?" I query, finally breaking the silence.

"Luna and Hermione? They'll be along." Mr.Lovegood replies before it falls silent again.

We all simultaneously take a sip of tea in an awkward silence.

"So, how can I help you, Mr.Potter?" Mr.Lovegood asks, turning his attention to Harry.

"Well, actually, it was about something you were wearing around your neck at the wedding. A symbol." Harry tells the man.

"You mean this?" Mr.Lovegood questions as he pulls his necklace from under his shirt.

"Yes. That exactly."

"What we wondered is what is it exactly?" Harry asks.

"What is it? Well, it's the sign of the Deathly Hallows, of course." Mr.Lovegood replies.

"The what?" Harry, Ron, and I ask in unison.

"The Deathly Hallows. I assume you're all familiar with the tale of The Three Brothers?" Mr.Lovegood inquires.

"Yes." Ron and I say in unison.