Ron picked up the object that had fallen out of the box.
"What is it?" Harry asked being unable to see as Ron was crouched around the side of his chair.
"I'm not sure," Ron, said confused, "at first I thought it was just normal goblet, but look here" he moved over to show Harry the goblet clutched in his hand.
The goblet look just like the ones from Hogwarts at first glance, but then when Harry watched it closely he noticed the an emblem growing larger on one side of it. But when he moved closer to get a better look the marking disappeared and the goblet looked completely normal again.
"That's strange," said Harry looking kind of nervously at the cup
"Well said mate" Ron said sarcastically "I don't know how many times you've seen a cup with a mark on it that comes and goes as it pleases, but I've never seen anything like it. We should let Hermione take a look at it, she'll probably recognise the spell and remember the counter spell before we even tell her what it does. "
Harry shook his head grinning "Probably, but did she say when she'll be back?"
"Nope" Ron said putting the goblet back in its box "Hey, you don't suppose that cup thing could be something of His do you?" he asked watching the box carefully as if it might turn into He-who-must-not-be-named any second.
"I dunno" Harry said thoughtfully "that emblem could have been anything. Any way lets get this stuff cleaned up then get something to eat for tonight" he laughed seeing Ron's head jerk up and his feet being to move towards the kitchen when he heard the word 'eat'. When Harry reached the kitchen he was greeted with a loud 'crack' as Hermione appeared right in front of them with piles of luggage, more than enough for two people for one night.
"Hi" she said rather breathlessly, "Harry, I came as quickly as I could, um, you see… Ginny kind of, well she basically said that she is coming here for the night as well, I couldn't stop her… " She broke off looking over at the fire place, "she will be Flooing over any minute now, look I know this is sudden but you two really need to sort out your problems, its not helpful for any of us."
"I could say the same to you guys," Harry muttered before leaving the room.
"What was that about?" asked Hermione confused
"hmmf" said Ron with his mouth full, going bright red.
"And in English that is?" she said teasingly
He swallowed "I don't know" he muttered turning back to his food, annoyed at Harry.
"Yes you do," she said coming around the table to sit opposite him "if you didn't know, you wouldn't have gone bright red" she stated
He rolled his eyes, "How is it you can always read me like a book?"
She grinned, "I've known you for too long, actually I've known your family for too long, you all do that same blush"
The blush crept up again on his face; he shook his head, stood up and walked over to the sink.
"Did you actually hear what Harry said?" he asked with his back to her
"I heard, just didn't quite understand"
"Oh" he said turning back around and sitting down in front of her. He grinned, "You're smart, right?" he asked, she nodded "you can solve problems and stuff by making educated guesses right?" again she nodded "Soooo, what do you reckon he meant?"
Hermione stared at him for a while then said slowly, "He basically said we need to sort out our problems."
Ron smiled broadly "Some how I don't think that's ever going to happen"
She laughed, "Maybe he just meant to be civil about it, and not let the fights drag on for months"
"Yeah, that last one was bad" he snorted, "I only had to nearly DIE for it to end"
"RON!" Hermione yelled angrily jumping to her feet, "That's not funny, How do you think I would have felt if you had died?" How could he take that month so lightly, how did he think she'd feel if he died and she never said anything, or at least told him how much of a prat he was for snogging Lavender. He was silent as she said this, of course she'd be upset if he died, they were friends after all.
"I'm sorry 'Mione" Ron said heavily putting his head in his hands "I know it would be awful if any of us died, let alone in the middle of an argument"
"No Ron," She whispered, "I don't think you understand" she took a deep breath, it was now or never "That was our worst argument, worse even than the time you were convinced Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers" he half smiled at the memory unsure of where she was headed with this "I bet you don't even know why it started"
"You got that right" he said dryly, "Care to enlighten me?"
She rolled her eyes at what she thought was his obvious inability to see what was right in front of his face. Then she had an idea. "Ron," she started slowly "you not as thick as you appear to be some times. You know that right?"
"Um, yeah sure whatever you reckon"
"You are, so, you should be able figure out, or at least get some idea of why I hated you and Lavender when you were together"
He blinked, he had been right all along, she had been jealous.
AN hehe… sorry I can't help my self… and I apologise for the severe influx of FLUFF…anyhoo please REVIEW… I really like that little purple button… it's my friend and so are people who REVIEW
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