Who: Harry, Ron, Hermione What: What to do when you're homeless When: early morning, 1 November 1997 Where: somewhere in the woods of northern Scotland Status: incomplete
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Hermione stirred at the closure of the tent flap, her eyelids fluttering, and she let out a sort of grunt of displeasure at being bothered before it registered that Harry wasn't there.
She was up like a shot.
"Harry?!" she called, purposefully, tugging on her shoes as she staggered sleepily outside. "Ron, Harry's gone! Harry, whe--"
Then she saw where he was going, and flushed. "Oh. I'll. Be back inside."
Harry let out a startled yelp and was instantly thankful that his back was to the tent, that he was some distance away, and that he didn't have to look Hermione in the face.
"Er..." But Hermione had already disappeared back inside the tent before he had to offer any sort of... well, explanation.
Harry quickly finished up his business and ducked back into the tent.
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She was up like a shot.
"Harry?!" she called, purposefully, tugging on her shoes as she staggered sleepily outside. "Ron, Harry's gone! Harry, whe--"
Then she saw where he was going, and flushed. "Oh. I'll. Be back inside."
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"Er..." But Hermione had already disappeared back inside the tent before he had to offer any sort of... well, explanation.
Harry quickly finished up his business and ducked back into the tent.
"Well, uh... good morning then."
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"I'm SO SORRY!" she exclaimed. "I-- I thought something must have happened to you! I woke up, and you weren't here, and--"
She slumped back onto her bunk. "Good morning."
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"Wha' happen?" His voice was thick with sleep. "Where'd you go, mate?"
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