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hermoniny ([info]hermoniny) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-31 21:19:00

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Entry tags:!status: incomplete, ^date: november 14 2003, character: hermione granger, character: ron weasley

WHO: Ron and Hermione
WHAT: Collecting Harry's things from his place
WHERE: Ron's flat followed by Harry's flat
WHEN: Nov 14, a little after 5pm
RATING: PG-13 in case of language



Hermione was fully healed finally, though still a bit stiff in the arm, but nothing she couldn't deal with. And she'd finally heard back from her parents and found out everything was fine on their end. She had replied suggesting they extend their stay in Australia until things settled down in England. She doubted they'd be thrilled about it, but she didn't care as long as they were safe. She'd send Ron off to stay with them if she thought she could get away with it, especially after his run in with that murderer, but she knew that would never happen. Still, even with that slight relief, she wasn't having a wonderful day. They needed to go to Harry's flat and get his things, and she knew that there was a very strong chance that when they got there she'd burst into tears anew, which for Ron's sake she did not want to do.

First thing was first though, getting Ron. Because she couldn't do this by herself, as much as she would like to be able to, because even though Harry had been her best friend, he and Ron had always shared a bond that she could never share with either of them. Not necessarily stronger, but different, and she'd always respected that, and still did. She had her own bond with both of them, so there was no problem, but she wondered if Ron was ready for this. They didn't really have a choice of course, because the landlord was threatening to throw things out on the curb before much longer. So it wasn't exactly something she was looking forward to, but it needed to be done.

She reached Ron's flat and knocked on the door. She waited for it to be answered, and smiled a sad little smile at him when he answered. "Hello," she said. "There's something we need to do if you have the time for it this afternoon." Better to just jump right into why she was really there than beat around the bush, it would just make it harder in the end, and she would feel like she was lying to him if she made him think she had come for some other reason.


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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-01 03:13 am UTC (link)
Ron sighed. He had been putting it off because it was easier to pretend that it was all said and done now and he wouldn't have to think about it anymore. But this was like the funeral all over again. Except this time he couldn't just skip out on it because who else was going to get Harry's things? He had no parents, he had no family left to speak of (at least not any that could collect his things seeing as they were mostly magical and his aunt and uncle wouldn't even consider it anyway), so that left it down to Ron and Hermione to collect his things.

Ron gave her a nod. "Yeah, alright. I suppose it's about time," he reached out and grabbed her hand. "Let me put some shoes on and we can go." He pulled her into the flat and gave her a kiss on the cheek before heading toward his bedroom to find some shoes. Once he'd slipped them on, he stuck his wand in his pocket and grabbed a coat. "You ready then?"

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-01 03:22 am UTC (link)
She gave him a little bit of a brighter smile when she was pulled into the flat and given a kiss on the cheek. She gave his hand a reasuring squeeze before he went off to get his shoes, and when he came back she nodded that she was ready.

After apparating to Harry's flat, Hermione hesitated. She'd been there so many times, she half expected Harry to open the door and invite them in. She did her best to choke back the threatening tears as they reached the door, and looked at Ron to see if he was ready. This was going to be harder than she thought. "I guess we should just go in and get this over with," she said quietly, still not making a move for the door.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-01 03:55 am UTC (link)
Ron stood with her, staring at the door. He grabbed her hand and held it and he was reminded of the time when Hagrid came back from the Forbidden Forest carrying a broken looking body in his arms that they claimed was his best mate and he was standing there with Hermione, frozen and unable to process just how this sort of thing could be possible. Except that it already was possible because Harry was dead now, wasn't he? There wasn't anything left on the other side of that door that could surprise him now. He'd already lost Harry, so what was he so afraid of?

He pulled Hermione to him into his arms, holding her tightly to him. He knew that regardless of how it might not make sense for either of them, it still hurt. They may just be things, but they were still Harry's things and that meant something no matter how insignificant a piece of parchment might be to someone else. "Hey it'll be alright. He would have wanted it to be us and not someone else. And we're both here so there's that." Which didn't really sound like that great of a reassurance but it meant everything actually. Ron pulled back and lifted her chin so that he could kiss her. Somehow this would help steady him.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-01 05:07 am UTC (link)
It was at least slightly comforting that he seemed just as reluctant to open the door as she was, like opening the door would make it all real, and right now there was still a chance they were dreaming. No matter that Hermione was usually the logical one who stuck with facts, right now she wanted to believe the impossible was in fact possible, screw logic. When Ron took her hand, she let out a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding and looked at him. This might be one of the hardest things she'd ever had to do, and that included finding horcruxes and killing Voldemort.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him, burrying her face into his shoulder for a moment, trying to muster the strength to walk through that door. He was right, Harry wouldn't want anyone but them going through his things. After all, they didn't have any secrets, right? What could they find in there that would change their opinion or him in any way? Hell, even if they found a dead body, Hermione would fight to the end that it was a justified kill, it was Harry after all. "You're right," she said. "I know it will be, it will just be hard first." One thing she loved about Ron is she felt like she could be completely honest with him and never be judged for her words. "I suppose I'm afraid that going in will make it all real." She kissed him back, feeling better just from that gesture. It helped immensly. After reluctantly pulling away, she looked him in the eyes. "So, I suppose we should go inside." She kept a hold on his hand as she reached out to unlock and open the door, and then they were standing in the open doorway, staring at the abandoned flat.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-01 05:50 am UTC (link)
Ron nodded, knowing that what she said was true as well. It was going to be difficult at first. Maybe the entire time they were packing up his things, but it was something that needed to be done for Harry. Ron would hate himself if he let Harry's things get thrown out because he was too sodding chicken to face them. He was supposed to be a Gryffindor, after all.

As for making it all real, he didn't know what to say to that, because he still sometimes forgot that Harry was gone. There were mornings he woke and thought about owling or going to Harry's flat only to remember that it remained empty like it was right now in front of them. So instead he just squeezed her hand and watched as she opened the door, cringing as it sounded like the loudest thing in the world to him, though it probably was an exaggeration on his part.

Ron stepped inside because he knew if he didn't neither of them ever would. He pulled the Deluminator from his pocket and clicked it, instantly creating light within the flat which he had collected from one of the spare bedrooms of Shell Cottage the last time he'd visited Bill. He wasn't sure why he remembered that, but it at least seemed fitting that Harry's flat be lit from another family member's home. "It feels so empty," Ron said, standing in the middle of the living room which once felt so warm and inviting to the two of them. Now he almost felt like he didn't belong there anymore. In fact, "It doesn't really feel like Harry's anymore," he said quietly, not really thinking about what he was saying.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-02 01:01 am UTC (link)
Hermione let him pull her inside, fairly certain that if he didn't, she wouldn't be able to work up the nerve to enter. Once inside though, she agreed. It felt empty and vacant now, not like it had felt when Harry had been here. It was so quiet, like the walls were listening, and waiting to see what would happen to them. She moved around a little, not going much further in, but looking at a few things that had been left on the coffee table. It looked like some notes and things, some of the last things he'd been working on before... before he was gone. She pushed them around a little bit, but they didn't hold any usefull information that she could see.

"I'm sure that if Harry stayed around, he'd stay close to those he cared about and abandon his flat." She said in response to his comment. She agreed with him, what ever had made the place feel like Harry's, even when he wasn't there, was gone now. "Where do you think we should start?" she asked, looking over at him with sad eyes. But the fact that the place felt absent him so much made it a little easier for her to bear. She wasn't constantly bombarded with everything Harry, and just had to deal with the actual objects.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-02 02:38 am UTC (link)
Ron probably needed to let go of Hermione's hand to actually start picking things up and packing them but he had yet to do so. There was just something unfortunate about the place that made him unable to do so, just like why he had not been able to touch anything quite yet. Even if it didn't feel like Harry anymore, that didn't change the fact that he knew these were Harry's things.

He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as he looked around the place. He'd rather start with the things that weren't really that personal. Books, papers, dishes, and the like. That would keep him from thinking too much and maybe even give him a chance to breathe. "I guess we can start in here and the kitchen. Get the books and papers and his kitchen things." He didn't really want to explain why he chose this way, but it seemed like a simple enough answer so maybe she'd agree to it. He finally let go of her hand and conjured up some boxes for them to pack things into.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-02 03:05 am UTC (link)
Hermione held onto him just as tightly, feeling safer and less destroyed in this place while in contact with him. But it was only a matter of time before they'd have to let go and actually get things moving, so they wouldn't have to stay too long. When he suggested the least personal things to start with, she agreed whole heartedly. Work their way up to the harder stuff. She let go of his hand and set her infamous beaded bag down on the coffee table for later use.

When the boxes appeared, Hermione got to work, deciding the best way to put off the pain of the job was to stay busy. She pulled books off shelves and laid them carefully into boxes, making a point to put ones she didn't have into a separate box, thinking she'd just add them into her personal library. She followed Ron into the kitchen area next and looked around, wondering what they were going to do with these things, since they held no real personal value. "Should we maybe donate some of these things? I'm sure there are people who can use them who would appreciate it, I know I don't need more glasses or plates."

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-02 04:14 am UTC (link)
Ron took knick knacks and other odds and ends from the shelves the shelves. He found a small working model of a Firebolt zipping over a shelf that he vaguely remembered Harry getting for Christmas one year. He helped Hermione remove books from the shelves, seeing the set entitled Practical Defensive Magic and Its Use Against the Dark Arts that Lupin and Sirius had given him in fifth year. They had used them incessantly during their DA meetings after that.

In the kitchen he eyed the dishes and kitchenware and nodded to Hermione. "Yeah, that would probably be best. Harry wouldn't mind." He remembered how he had been cross with Ernie for saying what Harry would and wouldn't want, but Ron knew he was right and it was fine to say so. He took out his wand and waved it; dishes began to descend from the cupboards and settle themselves into boxes carefully next to glasses and tupperware.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-02 04:37 am UTC (link)
Hermione noticed the same things he did, and how he looked at them as well. As far as the set of books went, she had her own of that set, and was planning on placing it in the box of duplicates, but it just seemed so precious, these particular boxes, so even though she had her own, she decided she'd rather have Harry's, and would gift hers to someone at some point. She ran her fingers lovingly over the spines, remembering pouring over them and deciding what the next lesson should be on. It seemed like a life time ago. She held back a small sob caught in her throat as she finally placed the books in the boxes.

Hermione nodded her agreement. Harry was the kind of person who liked to help others, and was always happy to help the needy. He would want the things that they couldn't use to go to people who could, rather than collect dust on some forgotten shelf somewhere. Once the kitchen and books were packed, Hermione gave him a look that clearly said she was not quite ready for the rest of the place, where they no doubt would find more personal things. Plus there was that compartment in his closet they'd have to go into eventually where Harry kept the things most important. "What next?" she asked, dreading his bedroom, but thinking it might be the next logical step.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-02 05:28 am UTC (link)
Ron didn't really like to consider what they had to face in Harry's bedroom, but there really wasn't anything else to left to do. The bulk of his items would be in there, especially the most personal of them all that they had to be certain did not get lost in transition. Ron heaved a sigh and put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and without actually answering her question, he directed her to the bedroom door that stood slightly ajar.

This time he pushed it open, and with a small squeeze of her shoulder he helped her step inside. Harry had always been fairly simple, so the room was just functional as a bedroom, garnering a bed, a night stand, a dresser for his clothes and his old school trunk which Ron knew he still kept in his room more out of habit than necessity because Ron still had his too. In the far corner the Firebolt was leaning up against the wall and once Ron saw it he couldn't bring himself to do anything but sit on the bed, dragging Hermione down with him because he had yet to let go of her. He kept opening his mouth but he could not find anything to say. There just wasn't a thing that was appropriate.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-06 02:24 am UTC (link)
Hermione let herself be dragged into the room without putting up a fight, as much as she wanted to. She'd run in the other direction if she could, but it wasn't an option. Not at this point, if she turned away now, she would never finish this task. She sat down on the bed next to Ron, taking in the small room and its lack of decoration or real importance. Just functionality, simplicity. Harry. It was very much Harry, and it hurt. The broom in the corner, the trunk at the end of the bed, it made Hermione think of their school days, how hard things had been, yet how much simpler they had been compared to now. Or perhaps it was just different, either way, it didn't make much sence, but there it was.

She realized then when she came out of her thoughts that Ron was not handling things as well as she had hoped. He was struggling for words, and Hermione felt her heart ache for his pain, along with her own, and she turned to him, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and pulled him to her, trying to comfort him by running her hand over the back of his head. She kissed his cheek as the tears threatened to escape, but could think of nothing to say to comfort him. She hoped just being there would help, though she knew it wouldn't fix a thing.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-07 04:06 am UTC (link)
Ron leaned into Hermione's hold, glad for the comfort because he could feel the unfortunate feelings rising in his stomach and threatening to spill out of him. If she wasn't there he doubted he could have ever done this on his own. There was just no bloody way, so if anything, he was glad to at least have that. After a moment that felt like a lifetime, Ron pulled back and looked at Hermione. "I suppose we should probably get his things out of the closet."

Ron and Hermione knew that Harry kept all of his special possessions - like his invisibility cloak, the Marauder's Map and even Sirius' mirror fragment - in hidden compartment in the back of his closet. It was something he had started in school, keeping things hidden in his trunk and once he got a flat he just didn't seem to be able to break the habit, though Ron couldn't really blame him. When you lived in close quarters like that for seven years it was weird to suddenly have so much space to yourself.

He stood and tugged back the doors to Harry's closet and was instantly bombarded with a familiar sight he didn't even really consider about seeing at Harry's place except of course he would because Ron's mum had been knitting Harry Weasley jumpers every Christmas since first year. And Ron could see them all lined up in a row in front of him: the emerald green one from first year, the scarlet one with a Gryffindor lion on it from third, a jumper with a picture of a dragon on it that Harry got because of the Triwizard Tournament in fourth year, and the one with a large golden snitch on it from sixth year. It was like Harry kept them all there in a place of honour and all Ron had ever done is complain about his because they were always maroon. Now the tears did escape his eyes because it was too much for him to handle all at once.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-11 11:08 pm UTC (link)
Hermione nodded, reulctant, but she wanted to finish the task once and for all so they could get out of the flat and back into the fresh, open air. The place was starting to feel so constricting and overwhelming. She just wanted to be back outside.

When Ron opened the closet doors, she saw the sweaters too, but she was less surprised than he was. Harry had always been fond of them, since no one had gone to the trouble to make him anything before he got to Hogwarts and met the Weasley family. It didn't make it hurt any less, but at least the shock wasn't there. She stepped forward and ran a hand along the sleeves of a few of them, remembering the stories that went along, the years they'd spent together, everything that had happened... it seemed like another life altogether. Perhaps it was in a way.

She took his hand and squeezed it, having nothing to say that would make him feel any better. She carefully took the hangers down and laid the sweaters out on the bed, one on top of the other. "Do you think your mum might like to have one or two of these?" She asked in a choked voice. Since Mrs. Weasley had made them, it might be something that would comfort her somewhat. Hermione wanted to hold onto one, she didn't care which, but she knew she wasn't going to just let them go to people who didn't understand. She looked back at the closet, a clear space open to the back where the hidden compartment was, but she wanted to let Ron take a moment before they delved into the things Harry held most dear, just in case there were surprises in there.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-11 11:44 pm UTC (link)
Ron held her hand like a lifeline, trying to dry his tears by sheer will alone. When she asked the question, he shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer right away. He watched her move the jumpers to the bed, wondering how much his mother would cry over them. "She might, though I don't know if she will be able to handle it, to be honest." Ron looked at hidden compartment for a moment, not moving to open it yet. He was still thinking about the jumpers and how others might react to them. If they would react like he did. "Gin might want one," he added, thinking of his sister.

They still needed to open the hidden compartment and get the rest of Harry's things out. He looked over at Hermione and nodded toward the wall. "Let's get Harry's things, yeah?" Ron stepped forward almost into the closet so that he run his finger along the hidden catch that would pop open the door to compartment. It snapped open and revealed an inlaid opening where Harry liked to hide all of his valuables - not gold, of course, but things that meant something to him personally.

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[info]pandoramods
2012-02-12 03:47 am UTC (link)
Inside the compartment was a variety of objects and pictures, from the snitch inherited from Dumbledore to an image of a stolen moment between Harry and Ginny.

Atop the rest, however, was a single scroll that at first glance looked like any other scroll, but when opened, featured a coded language that was like nothing else. The scroll was so embedded with magic that it practically pulsed with it.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-12 04:43 am UTC (link)
Hermione stepped up next to him to look into the compartment. The old snitch from their travels looking for Horcruxes zipped out, suddenly freed, and hovered in the air in front of her. She reached out and plucked it out of the air, and the wings folded in. She could still see the note scrawled in the gold "I open at the close". They had wondered so much at what it had meant. Wondered what could be inside. None of it mattered anymore. Still, Hermione remembered what a comfort it had been to Harry, how when it had been the two of them alone in teh woods he had always had it right by him, and it was strangely a comfort to her now, just knowing that.

She looked back in at the other things, things she had expected to see, and one thing she hadn't. "What is that?" she asked, pointing at a strange scroll positioned on top of the rest of his things. It was strange, not that she thought she should know that just by looking at a rolled up scroll. But there was something about it that felt strange on sight.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-12 06:17 am UTC (link)
Ron watched as Hermione plucked the snitch out of the air and remembered when Scrimgeour had first handed it to Harry, hope on his face that it would open right there on the spot. But Harry had caught his first snitch in his mouth, oddly enough, so it wouldn't open by holding it in his hand and the Minister had been sorely disappointed. But Ron expected them to recognise all the things in Harry's compartment, yet Hermione was asking him about something. Maybe they just needed to get it out into the light.

He stuck his hand in and grabbed the rolled scroll and pulled it out into view. Ron unfurled the scroll, already feeling an odd sort of magic coming from it as he held it between his fingers. There on the parchment they could see some strange language Ron didn't recognise. He looked up at Hermione. "What is it - ancient runes?" He was fairly certain it wasn't, but asked anyway just in case. He remembered the runes in Hermione's copy of Beedle the Bard and these looked nothing like that, nor anything else Ron had ever seen. "I don't remember Harry having this. Do you?" Ron tried to recall some point in which Harry had showed him this, but he would have remembered feeling this amount of magic. "It has a lot of magic on it, 'Mione. Do you think it's dangerous?"

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-12 09:04 pm UTC (link)
Hermione watched as he unfurled the parchment, and stared in amazement at the strange writing on it. The magic she had felt at first only intensified when it was open, but looking closely at it didn't help any. She had never seen anything like this before, and had no idea what it could possibly be, or why Harry had it in his possession. Especially without telling anyone else he had it. She carefully reached out to touch it and almost felt a pulse from the magic it held.

"I haven't the slightest idea what that is, but it definitely isn't Runes." Runes had been one of her favorite subjects at school, she was quite familiar with the topic, and this was alien to her. "It seems saturated in magic, I have no clue if it is dangerous. It doesn't feel dangerous, but it doesn't feel right either." Hermione was torn between taking it straight to the Ministry, or sharing it with the DA first, to see if any ideas could be made over this. Perhaps someone there would have known, maybe someone Harry had worked with, or who may have been with him when he found it. Perhaps he'd only come across it close to his death, and that was why they hadn't heard anything from him about it. But whatever it was, clearly it was important, or he wouldn't have placed it in that hiding place. "What do you think we should do with it? Ministry or DA?" Hermione was starting to lean more towards the DA herself.

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[info]pigwidgeoned
2012-02-12 09:29 pm UTC (link)
Ron considered her question whilst staring down at the parchment. Who knew what it could say and what was the magic it held? Where did Harry get it from and why did he keep it with his other things? It was important, that much they knew, but just how important was it and was it related to everything that was going on? How close to his death had Harry come across this? There were just so many questions and not enough answers, which to Ron meant that they needed to hang onto it a bit longer. "We can take it to both, but let's get the DA to look at it first as the Ministry is going to confiscate it the moment they see it and probably take it to the Department of Mysteries. But maybe you'll still have access to it since you're the one who found it? Have they assigned you to a particular study division yet?" If Hermione could get assigned to study this piece, it could work out perfectly for them.

Finally, Ron rolled the parchment back up and set it down on Harry's bed atop the Weasley jumpers Hermione had laid out. Despite the newfound object, they still needed to get the rest of Harry's prized possessions out of the compartment. He reached back in and his fingers found a cloth material which he pulled out and watched as the Cloak unfurled down, not nearly as long as it used to be - or at least that's how it seemed because they were so much taller now. Ron actually smiled as he remembered the morning that Harry first unwrapped the Invisibility Cloak and the mysterious message that had been written there and his and Ron's wonderment as they watched Harry's body disappear beneath him when he put it on. They went on to have many adventures with this cloak and it was possible it had saved their life a few times too. Ron shook his head, still smiling. "It's a bit small now, yeah?" He held it up toward Hermione. "Well, you're about the same size," he said with a smirk.

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