the_debt_of_time

Once out of their sight, Ron snatched Hermione's hand, practically dragged her up
the many flights of stairs to his room, and slammed the door shut.
"Silencing Charm," Hermione scolded him before he opened his mouth.
"Muffliato!" Ron threw it up quickly and turned to face Hermione. "What was that
about? You knew that the Order was getting together tomorrow?"
"Yes. I was with Tonks and Remus today," she revealed calmly.
"What's it about? Something wrong with Harry? Has the plan changed?" he
demanded in obvious panic.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Sit down before you pass out. No, the plan has not
changed as far as I'm aware. Just... something new." She shrugged her shoulders lightly
and knelt on the floor where she removed the mediwitch kit from her bag. "Remind me to
refill this tomorrow. I need to make sure our potions are stocked and ready before we go."
"Why's it empty?"
She sighed. "You'll find out soon enough."
The worried edge of his voice grew more pronounced as he asked, "Hermione,
what's going on?"
She turned to face him. "Calm down. I'm fine. It's just, well, tomorrow at the
meeting there are going to be a few people who are very happy with me, and some others
who are probably going to be very angry."
"What did you do with Tonks? I thought you were putting together a wedding
present for Fleur?"
"I lied."
"You lied? Why would you lie to me?"
"Because if anyone knew what I was planning on doing, no one would have let me
out of the house. Before you ask me again, no, I'm not telling you. You'll just have to wait.
I hope, however, that no matter what happens tomorrow, you'll be by my side." She looked
up at him with pleading eyes. "On my side."
"Of course," Ron assured her, "but I don't like the secrets."
"I know you don't. I'm sorry."
"Am I going to be one of the people who's happy with you, Hermione?"
"I hope so. But really, in the end, it was all for Harry. He'll be happy, and that's what
matters."