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"Oh honey, don't you think this looks nice?" Hermione Granger stopped reading the book the book she was holding when she heard her mother call her. She went towards where her mother was standing. Her mother was holding a box. It looked like it was a hundred years old. It had interesting carvings, sort of ancient. She thought it would be nice to have something like to put in her room.
"It looks nice mom. Are you planning to buy it?" Mrs. Granger looked at the price tag. She bit her lip seeing it was quite expensive.
"I don't know. It's a bit expensive. Do you like it?" She asked her daughter. Hermione just nodded, she was now reading her book again.
"Okay. I'll take it then." Mrs. Granger went to the counter and paid for it. Hermione went back to their car and waited for her mother to arrive. When her mother arrived, Hermione stopped reading. She knew she'd have a headache again if she continued reading while they were on the road. She just closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Hey! Hey! Hey you!" A voice called. Hermione turned around to look at who it was. As she turned around, she saw a boy. He appeared to be the same age as her. Hermione's vision was blurry, therefore, she was unable to make out the boy's face.
"Why did you call me?" She asked.
"I need help. Can you help me?" The boy replied. When Hermione nodded and went near him, he held a little box in his hand.
"A soul is trapped inside this box. I need someone to help me release it. If it can't be released soon, the person who owns the soul might die." The boy explained. Hermione's eyes widened and she immediately got the box from the boy. Seeing that it had a lock, she said the spell to unlock it, but to no avail.
"Why won't it open?" She asked herself. She was getting annoyed by it already.
"It doesn't just open with a simple spell like that…" The boy said.
"What? Then how can I open it?" The boy just smiled at her and murmured something which she couldn't hear.
"You need to-"
"Hermione dear, wake up!" Mrs. Granger lightly patted Hermione's shoulders. Hermione almost jumped from her seat.
"Having a dream again?" She asked her daughter.
"Yeah…"
"Well, if you want to tell me what it is, you can. But first, we need to get these groceries to the kitchen. I'm afraid it's going to rain soon judging by the color of the sky." She said as she looked up the sky. It was covered with grayish clouds.
"I'll carry those for you mum. You go ahead." Hermione offered. Her mom nodded and proceeded to their house. Hermione got the two bags of groceries. She saw the box that her mom bought earlier. As she held the box, she felt a presence. The wind brushed her side, as if someone touched her shoulder. She quickly turned around to see who it was. Seeing that no one was there, she grabbed the box and went inside.
"Hey mum, I'll be in my room if you need me." She said as she placed the grocery bags on the counter.
"Okay honey. Take that little box with you, you can have it."
"Really? Thanks mum!" Hermione said. She kissed her mom's cheek as she raced towards her room upstairs.
She took her jacket off and lied on her bed.
"What a strange box… I wonder what's inside…" She was about to open it when her cellphone rang.
"Oh bugger."
She flipped her phone to see who it was. It was just a text message from Harry.
Hey 'Mione,
How are you? I'm here at Ron's. Can you come tomorrow? Mrs. Weasley asked if it's okay with you to spend the last day of summer here at the Burrow so we can all go together to Hogwarts after. Hit me back when you have your decision.
"That'd be nice… Now where was I? Oh, the box…" She held the box again and tried to open it. Much to her dismay, it didn't. "Does this need a key or something? I should ask mum later." She put the box aside and resumed on reading the book she was busy with earlier. Fifteen minutes later, Hermione's mother called from downstairs for dinner.
"Coming." She shouted. As she went downstairs, her father arrived from the clinic. When the three of them were all at the table, Hermione remembered about what Harry said.
"Hey dad, mum, can I ask you something?"
"Sure honey, what is it?" Hermione's dad replied.
"Can I go to Ron's tomorrow? Harry is there as well. Ron's mum asked if it's okay with you guys if I stay over at there house until school starts."
"Sure honey. When will you be leaving? Dad and I can give you a ride."
"I'm planning tomorrow… Oh, it's okay mum. I can manage. Harry will meet me tomorrow morning and we'll go together to Ron's."
"Okay then dear." Both parents chorused.
Mr. and Mrs. Granger trusted Hermione. They knew she would never do something outrageous. Since there was only two days left before school would start, it was a good thing Mrs. Weasley invited her to stay over at their house since Hermione's neighbors who were also her cousins weren't around.
After dinner, Hermione's parents stayed in their living room while she went back to her room. She looked at the little box again and remembered her dream. It looked exactly like the little box her mum bought. Every detail matched the box in her dream, and the fact that it didn't open. She was about to get her wand when she remembered that she can't use magic yet since she was outside Hogwarts. She just decided to wait after two days to try and open it when she arrives at school. She started reading again, and fell asleep after an hour.
Morning came and Hermione's mum woke her up. She took a bath and went downstairs to eat breakfast. While they were eating breakfast, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it." Hermione said. As she opened the door, it was Harry.
"It's you Harry! Come in!" She said. She was happy to see Harry again, and she couldn't wait to see Ron and the others as well. When Mr. Granger saw Harry as he finished eating his breakfast, he went to greet him and they shook hands, to which Mrs. Granger did after a short while.
"Have you eaten breakfast yet Harry?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"Yes Mrs. Granger." Harry politely replied.
"That's good. What time will you and Hermione be going? We can drive the both of you to the station if you like." Mr. Granger offered.
"Dad, I already told you last night that we can manage. Right, Harry?"
"Oh, yeah. The Weasley twins are also with me. They went to a convenient store to buy something, so we can go back with them. They have a car with them too." Harry added.
"Oh. That's good to hear. Well, we need to leave the both of you since we both need to go to work now. Don't forget to call us when you're there dear." Mr. Granger said. Harry and Hermione just smiled as the two adults stood up and went upstairs.
"Are we safe with George and Fred driving?" Hermione asked, obviously sounding worried, but she kept her voice low, afraid that her parents might hear.
"Of course, silly! They both have licenses so don't worry. If only I had a car, I would have had a license myself now, but that would have to wait until graduation."
"Oh… Okay. Can you wait here and watch the telly for a while? I'll just get my things upstairs."
"Sure."
She left Harry in the living room and went back to her room. She got her luggage, sure that Harry would help her carry some. She almost scurried her way downstairs because her luggage were pretty heavy. All in all, she had three of them.
"Hey Harry, mind helping me a bit?" Harry quickly turned his attention to Hermione and turned the television off. He helped her carry the luggage and placed them near the door.
"I'm all set now. Can you wait here again Harry? I'll just say goodbye to my parents. Be back in a minute." Harry just nodded as Hermione went upstairs again. She knocked on her parents' door.
"We're going mum, dad. I'll see you soon again. Bye." She kissed her mum and dad's cheeks and hugged them as went back downstairs.
"So, are we set to go?" Harry asked.
"Yup. Let's go."
Together they went out with Hermione's luggage. The Weasley twins weird outside with their father's car. As soon as they were inside the car, Fred, the one who was driving, pushed the invisibility button and they began to speed off.
"I'll definitely open this box and know what's inside." Hermione said to herself. She just admired the view from above, looking below at London.
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