"We're so happy to have you here for a month and a half, Hermione!" Ginny squealed, hugging Hermione tightly.

Hermione dropped her bag with all her stuff in it and started to sound like she was hyperventilating. Ginny squeezing her so tightly had almost sucked the life out of her. She tried hard to breath.

"Ron's been talking about it for the past week you know! He's really excited." Ginny said very quickly. She let go of Hermione and smiled at her.

Hermione sighed feeling tired whilst trying to force herself to look happy. Her parents had gone to stay in America for some time because of some television show and had left her alone in England. She was secretly upset by this as she wanted to spend some time with them during the summer holidays. "Great!" Hermione muttered, trying not to sound sarcastic. She then lifted up her face to look at Ginny. "Have you seen Ron?"

Ginny thought for a while then told her no. "He's probably in his room, nervous"

Hermione noticed the way Ginny had said 'nervous', but decided to ignore it. She was probably just excited she was here.

When the two got to his room they found that he wasn't there, instead all they found was an unusually clean Ronald Billius Weasley room.

"He's.. Not.. Here?" Hermione said slowly.

Ginny shrugged. "Maybe he's in the kitchen" she muttered.

The two then decided to look for him and went around the house to look for him.

"Any sign of him, Hermione?" Ginny asked, impatiently, as she walked out of the twins room.

Hermione shook her head. "No sign of him."

"He must be out then", Ginny muttered, sighing. She wondered if she should tell Hermione that Ron loved her. She wanted to see how Hermione would react, but she decided against it since she wanted her brother to tell Hermione that he did.

The two girls then went to their room and both lay down prone on their beds. Hermione took out a book and started to read. She couldn't believe she was going into her 6th year, it only seemed like yesterday she came to Hogwarts for the first time. She had a sudden feeling of nostalgia. After a while Ginny stood up and told Hermione she was going to use the bathroom. Hermione smiled as she heard the door shut. She had wanted to be alone for some time, and she was glad her chance had finally come. She had been reading happily for an hour or so until the door suddenly slammed open. In came a red faced sweaty Ron.

"Why didn't you tell me you came?" Ron muttered angrily, slightly glaring at Hermione.

Hermione put her book down, surprised. "What?" she asked, still looking surprised. Did she do something wrong?

The silence of the room, suddenly loud made Ron's voice sound louder than it actually was.

"I said why didn't you tell me you came?" Ron angrily repeated. He looked like he wanted to murder someone.

Hermione looked at Ron with sudden hate. "For your information Ron, I happened to have looked around for you, but you weren't anywhere" she said, irked.

"So you decided to read a book instead of continuing to look for me?" Ron spat out, slightly hurt. He then looked at her uncomfortably. "Bookworm" he mumbled.

Hermione looked at Ron, once again shocked. "What did you just call me?" she asked, her eyes widening.

"Do I have to repeat everything to you now?" Ron asked fuming. He then smirked like Draco Malfoy before adding the word "Beaver"

Hermione put her hand to her mouth. "What?! Ron, what's wrong with you?" Hermione asked, starting to get very infuriated. She decided to stand up now.

"Beaver, Beaver, Beaver" Ron started chanting stupidly. He started doing some kind of dance to accompany the chanting.

"What did I do to piss you off?" Hermione asked, glaring at Ron with fierce brown eyes.

It seemed to Ron that Hermione's eyes were burning like fire. He had suddenly gone silent, feeling guilty. He looked at her nervously.

Hermione sighed enjoying the moment of silence. Now all I've got to do is wait for him to apologize...
Suddenly, Hermione heard words slip out of Ron's mouth. A word, she never thought she'd hear. "You filthy little mudblood"

That last word did it for Hermione, she grabbed her wand and shouted numerous spells at Ron.

Before you could count to three, Ron found himself upside down, stunned, with fire enclosing around him. He looked at Hermione, ghostly pale.

She continued to fire more spells with effortless grace.

Spiders of all sizes started to fly out at Ron. The scary small ones started to bite him. He screamed in terror and yelled, begging Hermione to stop.
The fire had now reached his quidditch robes and started burning through it. "Merlin! Hermione! Damn it! Stop! Hey! Stop! Granger! Stop!" He screamed.

Hermione sighed giving one last glare at Ron before lifting her things and walked out of the room. Tears started to drop slowly, one by one.

A surprised Ginny looked at Hermione as soon as she walked out of the room. Ginny was still wet from her shower.

"Hermione! What happened? Why are you crying?" She asked worriedly as she dried her hair frantically with her wand. "I heard some shouting? Is Ron back?"

Hermione ignored her and walked towards the chimney to travel away by floo.

"Hey Hermione!" Ginny said loudly, wondering what had happened.

Hermione had to get away from here, away from Ron. She couldn't believe her bestfriend had called her a mudblood, a freaking mudblood. It was worse than him calling her a bookworm. Nothing compared to the word mudblood. Even if it came out of Draco's mouth, coming from Ron just hurt.
That stupid piece of dung she thought furiously. Can't believe I've been doing his homework all this time.
A sudden thought came to her. Hermione muttered a few words too quite for Ginny to hear as Ginny started to run up to her.

"Hey wait!" she yelled.

In a matter of nanoseconds, Hermione was gone.