Summer Lovin'
By: Padfoots Girl
Hermione walked to the window. She daintily placed a hand on the latch. She turned it and pushed the window open. The owl on her shoulder hopped off and on the widow sill. Athena, her owl, looked up to her, as if waiting for her approval. The owl received it and took off toward the sun rise, letter clamped firmly in its talons. Hermione watched her messenger take off into the painter's pallet. The sky was a mixture of pink, orange, yellow, light blue, and faint purple hues.
Hermione walked back to her bed, she sat on the edge of her mattress and glanced at her clock which flashed 5:50 in annoyingly bright neon colors. She sighed and reached under her pillow for her journal. She ran her hand over the cover, which was a black and white picture of the Eiffel Tower in France and a yellow tulip lay across the picture. She loved this cover, this journal as a matter of fact! Harry had given it to her for the fifteenth birthday last year, and she had written in it religiously ever since. She thumbed through it until she found a blank page.
Dear Journal
Insomnia Bites! I've cleaned my room (as silently as I could, but I think I woke mum up, she is a light sleeper!), finished my last essay (which was potions), organized all my pictures and letters; by date!, and I've sent a letter to Harry inviting him to stay for the summer. He can't go to the Weasley's this summer they're going to Romania to visit Charlie. I hope the Dursleys let Harry come! Well, anyways, I'm going to try and sleep.
Love from
Hermione the Sleep Deprived
{At number 4 Privet Dr.}
Around 6:30 in the morning Harry was awoken by the sound of scratching on his window. He groped in the darkness for his glasses and when he found them he jammed them on his face and stumbled out of bed. He staggered to the window and opened it for the owl. The bird flew in and landed on the foot of his bed. When he finally realized whose bird it was his heart gave a leap. This was Athena, Hermione's owl, Hedwig's daughter.
She and one of the school owls had gotten together. When Harry had gone to send a letter to Sirius Hermione had noticed that she was sitting on a nest that was containing four eggs. When the baby owlets had hatched he gave one to Hermione, (who up to their fifth year was still lacking an owl) and the last three to the Weasley's (since Errol's deliveries were considered faulty).
When the fact of the owl completely registered in his mind he jumped for the letter. Athena, nearly fell off the bed post because of Harry's behavior and hooted at him indignantly because of this. He tore the letter open at read the words hungrily.
Dear Harry,
How's your summer going? Wait never mind I think I know the answer to that question.
'To true' Harry thought to himself before he read the rest of her letter.
Well I've finished my last essay tonight..I hate insomnia!! So.to cut to the chase. I was wondering if you would like to stay at my house for the whole summer that is until school starts. That is unless we decided to kick you out. Just kidding I would never do that to anyone, especially you.
Harry's heart leapt at this comment. He had liked Hermione since fourth year and he hadn't told anyone, even Ron who thought that he still liked Cho. He had always hoped that she felt the same way but as of.ever, she hadn't shown any signs of interest. That is except at the end of fourth year when she kissed him. Then from that day on when ever she saw him she did that, and to Ron as well so he erased it from his mind. But not completely. He read on.
And guess what!! We picked up a dog! You have to meet it, he's so sweet. And he knows some tricks! Well I'm gonna try and sleep. Owl me back with Athena if you can or can't go. But if you can't go I'll find a way, I think.
Love from
Hermione
Harry smiled wryly; the Dursleys would never let him go. But he would find a way; he would ask them at breakfast. Harry took Athena to Hedwig's cage who welcomed her graciously in to her dwelling.
{At Breakfast Later That Morning}
When Harry stumbled into breakfast that morning everyone else was already up. Dudley was shoveling bacon into his face. 'As if he needs any more food' Harry thought bitterly to himself. Harry went to put a piece of bacon on to his plate but his porky cousin snatched the last six pieces, leaving crumbs and measly strips. So Harry put a slice of toast and some eggs onto his plate instead. During the morning conversation Harry was exempt, as usual. A few minutes later there was a moment of silence so Harry saw this as an opportunity to ask if he could go to Hermione's house for the summer.
"Er...Uncle Vernon?"
"What is it boy?" His uncle barked.
"I was invited to go to my friend Hermione's house for the summer, and I was wondering if I could go there..you wouldn't have to drive me anywhere and her parents are m-normal and everything. So could I go..you wouldn't have to deal with me for the rest of the summer?" He asked hopefully.
"NO..you can't go..you think I would let another of your freaky friends in here again. Well if you do you are surely mistaken!" Vernon snapped.
"But-" Harry started.
"I wouldn't have to deal with you this summer anyway."
"What do you mean?"
"I've sent a letter to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys, and they've agreed to take you. " His uncle said as if it was something one would say in a civilized conversation.
"W-w-what?!" Harry blubbered. "What do you mean 'they've agreed to take you'?"
"I mean what I said and one of their representatives said they would come by on Wednesday to pick you up."
"That's two days from now." Dudley piped up, thinking Harry didn't know when they were taking him away because there was a quite confused expression on Harry's face.
"I know when Wednesday is, you git!" Harry hissed under his breath so his Aunt and Uncle couldn't hear him.
"Go pack up your possessions." Petunia said primly, not looking him directly in the face. Harry pushed the chair back and rushed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room.
When in his room he slammed the door. He walked to his desk and whipped out a piece of paper and began to write to Hermione.
Dear Hermione,
My uncle said that I can't go to your house for the summer. That's only because he sent a letter to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. And just because I'm a wizard and mostly because they hate me and they want to get rid of me. Well I've got to pack up my stuff; people are coming to take me to St. Brutus's on Wednesday.
See you in school (Hopefully)
Harry
When Harry was done writing his letter his walked over to Athena and let her out of the cage. She hopped onto his shoulder and nipped his ear affectionately. He offered her the letter and she took off out the window. Harry sighed, and then started packing.
{At Hermione's House}
When Athena tapped on the window, Hermione was finally asleep. Athena started screeching and tapping harder. Hermione wiped sleep from her eyes and started for the window. Athena soared in and dropped the letter on her desk. Hermione opened the letter with the greatest hope, but her hope vanished when she read the letter. She sighed at placed it in her box of pictures and letters. She got up and walked back to her bed, and then it hit her. Go to St. Brutus's say she's the person to get Harry, get the letter about Harry, go to the Dersleys, and get Harry. There was one flaw about her plan, in was impossible!
Hello all! Did you like it? Well if you did or didn't please review!!! I'll give you a cookie! And if I know you personally I'll give you a hug!! Hehehehe!
Hermione walked to the window. She daintily placed a hand on the latch. She turned it and pushed the window open. The owl on her shoulder hopped off and on the widow sill. Athena, her owl, looked up to her, as if waiting for her approval. The owl received it and took off toward the sun rise, letter clamped firmly in its talons. Hermione watched her messenger take off into the painter's pallet. The sky was a mixture of pink, orange, yellow, light blue, and faint purple hues.
Hermione walked back to her bed, she sat on the edge of her mattress and glanced at her clock which flashed 5:50 in annoyingly bright neon colors. She sighed and reached under her pillow for her journal. She ran her hand over the cover, which was a black and white picture of the Eiffel Tower in France and a yellow tulip lay across the picture. She loved this cover, this journal as a matter of fact! Harry had given it to her for the fifteenth birthday last year, and she had written in it religiously ever since. She thumbed through it until she found a blank page.
Dear Journal
Insomnia Bites! I've cleaned my room (as silently as I could, but I think I woke mum up, she is a light sleeper!), finished my last essay (which was potions), organized all my pictures and letters; by date!, and I've sent a letter to Harry inviting him to stay for the summer. He can't go to the Weasley's this summer they're going to Romania to visit Charlie. I hope the Dursleys let Harry come! Well, anyways, I'm going to try and sleep.
Love from
Hermione the Sleep Deprived
{At number 4 Privet Dr.}
Around 6:30 in the morning Harry was awoken by the sound of scratching on his window. He groped in the darkness for his glasses and when he found them he jammed them on his face and stumbled out of bed. He staggered to the window and opened it for the owl. The bird flew in and landed on the foot of his bed. When he finally realized whose bird it was his heart gave a leap. This was Athena, Hermione's owl, Hedwig's daughter.
She and one of the school owls had gotten together. When Harry had gone to send a letter to Sirius Hermione had noticed that she was sitting on a nest that was containing four eggs. When the baby owlets had hatched he gave one to Hermione, (who up to their fifth year was still lacking an owl) and the last three to the Weasley's (since Errol's deliveries were considered faulty).
When the fact of the owl completely registered in his mind he jumped for the letter. Athena, nearly fell off the bed post because of Harry's behavior and hooted at him indignantly because of this. He tore the letter open at read the words hungrily.
Dear Harry,
How's your summer going? Wait never mind I think I know the answer to that question.
'To true' Harry thought to himself before he read the rest of her letter.
Well I've finished my last essay tonight..I hate insomnia!! So.to cut to the chase. I was wondering if you would like to stay at my house for the whole summer that is until school starts. That is unless we decided to kick you out. Just kidding I would never do that to anyone, especially you.
Harry's heart leapt at this comment. He had liked Hermione since fourth year and he hadn't told anyone, even Ron who thought that he still liked Cho. He had always hoped that she felt the same way but as of.ever, she hadn't shown any signs of interest. That is except at the end of fourth year when she kissed him. Then from that day on when ever she saw him she did that, and to Ron as well so he erased it from his mind. But not completely. He read on.
And guess what!! We picked up a dog! You have to meet it, he's so sweet. And he knows some tricks! Well I'm gonna try and sleep. Owl me back with Athena if you can or can't go. But if you can't go I'll find a way, I think.
Love from
Hermione
Harry smiled wryly; the Dursleys would never let him go. But he would find a way; he would ask them at breakfast. Harry took Athena to Hedwig's cage who welcomed her graciously in to her dwelling.
{At Breakfast Later That Morning}
When Harry stumbled into breakfast that morning everyone else was already up. Dudley was shoveling bacon into his face. 'As if he needs any more food' Harry thought bitterly to himself. Harry went to put a piece of bacon on to his plate but his porky cousin snatched the last six pieces, leaving crumbs and measly strips. So Harry put a slice of toast and some eggs onto his plate instead. During the morning conversation Harry was exempt, as usual. A few minutes later there was a moment of silence so Harry saw this as an opportunity to ask if he could go to Hermione's house for the summer.
"Er...Uncle Vernon?"
"What is it boy?" His uncle barked.
"I was invited to go to my friend Hermione's house for the summer, and I was wondering if I could go there..you wouldn't have to drive me anywhere and her parents are m-normal and everything. So could I go..you wouldn't have to deal with me for the rest of the summer?" He asked hopefully.
"NO..you can't go..you think I would let another of your freaky friends in here again. Well if you do you are surely mistaken!" Vernon snapped.
"But-" Harry started.
"I wouldn't have to deal with you this summer anyway."
"What do you mean?"
"I've sent a letter to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys, and they've agreed to take you. " His uncle said as if it was something one would say in a civilized conversation.
"W-w-what?!" Harry blubbered. "What do you mean 'they've agreed to take you'?"
"I mean what I said and one of their representatives said they would come by on Wednesday to pick you up."
"That's two days from now." Dudley piped up, thinking Harry didn't know when they were taking him away because there was a quite confused expression on Harry's face.
"I know when Wednesday is, you git!" Harry hissed under his breath so his Aunt and Uncle couldn't hear him.
"Go pack up your possessions." Petunia said primly, not looking him directly in the face. Harry pushed the chair back and rushed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room.
When in his room he slammed the door. He walked to his desk and whipped out a piece of paper and began to write to Hermione.
Dear Hermione,
My uncle said that I can't go to your house for the summer. That's only because he sent a letter to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. And just because I'm a wizard and mostly because they hate me and they want to get rid of me. Well I've got to pack up my stuff; people are coming to take me to St. Brutus's on Wednesday.
See you in school (Hopefully)
Harry
When Harry was done writing his letter his walked over to Athena and let her out of the cage. She hopped onto his shoulder and nipped his ear affectionately. He offered her the letter and she took off out the window. Harry sighed, and then started packing.
{At Hermione's House}
When Athena tapped on the window, Hermione was finally asleep. Athena started screeching and tapping harder. Hermione wiped sleep from her eyes and started for the window. Athena soared in and dropped the letter on her desk. Hermione opened the letter with the greatest hope, but her hope vanished when she read the letter. She sighed at placed it in her box of pictures and letters. She got up and walked back to her bed, and then it hit her. Go to St. Brutus's say she's the person to get Harry, get the letter about Harry, go to the Dersleys, and get Harry. There was one flaw about her plan, in was impossible!
Hello all! Did you like it? Well if you did or didn't please review!!! I'll give you a cookie! And if I know you personally I'll give you a hug!! Hehehehe!
