Chapter One
On Monday morning, Hermione woke up an hour earlier than she usually did. It was 5:00 in the morning and outside her bedroom window, birds were chirping and the sun had just risen. It was a warm March morning. For the first of March, it was beautiful. The little bit of snow that on the ground was glistening. Hermione was thrilled, she hated the winter. Winter was so cold, so white, and so lifeless. The beginning of spring made Hermione smile.
In Kent, Washington, USA, the winters were short and mild, but still cold for Hermione. She moved to Kent after graduating from Hogwarts. She was in Kent for extra schooling. She wanted to achieve extra credit to become the Auror she wanted to become. Ron and Harry also wanted to be Aurors. But they did not join Hermione, mainly because they thought it was pointless. All they had to do now was to wait until August to get their jobs. Luckily, the Ministry of Magic interested in offering the trio the same job. That way they would be able to work together and defend together as well.
Yet, Hermione came to Kent regardless, and on that morning, she was to apparate back to London, to Diagon Alley. She was excited to see her two best friends for the first time in two years. She definitely changed. Living on her own made her more independent, not that she wasn't already. She didn't have her two best friends by her side to stand up for her, so she was always watching her own back. She also improved her image standard. Instead of messy, frizzy, uncontrollable curls, her curls were smooth and sleek now. If she wanted a change, she straightened her hair, which was just below her shoulders in length.
By 6:30, she was packed and ready to go. She had another 30 minutes to wait. Hermione had trouble waiting until 7:00. She paced back and forth, she repacked her trunk, and she double checked her appearance in the mirror.
"Why am I so nervous?" Hermione asked herself. "I've known them for nearly ten years. Since we were eleven! We've been through everything together; we tell each other almost everything. We trust each other with our lives," Hermione sighed. "I'm nervous because I've changed physically, and they have most likely as well. I just hope nothing will change, those two . two . prats are my best friends. She checked her watch, it was 6:59. It was time to go to the Three Broomsticks.
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Harry woke up Monday morning with butterflies in his stomach. Today he was going to greet one of his best friends, Hermione, at the Three Broomsticks with Ron, his other best friend. Together the three were inseparable, their friendship was put on hold when Hermione went to the USA. Yes, they wrote and talked on the telephone, but it wasn't the same without Hermione. Harry and Ron felt it as well. Without Hermione to tell them what they were doing wrong, it wasn't the same.
But in the course of an hour, the three would be reunited. Harry couldn't wait. It was six o'clock and he walked down the hall to Ron's room in the flat they shared. He knocked on the door, prepared to fight with Ron to get up. But to Harry's surprise Ron answered to his knocks.
"Come in!" Ron called.
Harry nearly had a heart attack when he went into Ron's room Ron was sitting on his bed pulling on socks. Obviously Ron had showered, brushed his teeth and dressed when Harry was still sleeping.
"Morning Harry, are you okay?" asked Ron.
"Ron, are you, well, are you awake?" asked Harry. "I mean, you're never awake before ten, even then it's an early morning for you."
"Harry today is a big day. I hardly slept because of Hermione's arrival. We haven't seen her in like two years! I don't know about you, but it's tearing me up inside without her here. She's a part of us you know?"
"Yah, I know Ron. I've missed her too," admitted Harry, though he was blushing for being so open about his feelings. Surprisingly though, Ron wasn't red in the face with embarrassment like Harry was. Harry wondered, but he did not ask.
"Ron, I'm going for a shower," Harry said as he turned and headed for the bathroom.
"Have a good one mate."
Both men had eaten, showered and dressed by 6:45. They decided to go to the meeting place, the Three Broomsticks early, to get a table and a coffee and maybe a juice. They arrived at the Three Broomsticks on Diagon Alley to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and tea. Harry ordered a large coffee and Ron just drank pumpkin juice. It was just before 7:00 and Hermione walked through the door. Harry put down his glass and had to take a second look at her. Ron, however, set down his glass and ran towards Hermione. He picked her up, giving her a big, strong hug.
"Welcome back, Hermione!" Ron cried, still holding her in his arms.
"Thank you, Ron! Hi Harry. would you. help," pleaded Hermione.
"Ron, you ought to let her go, you're going to squish her like a spider!" said Harry.
"Ahhh! Where's the spider?" screamed Ron.
"There's no spider, stupid. I said if you don't let her go, you're going to squish her like a spider!" laughed Harry.
"Oh yeah," said Ron. "Sorry Hermione."
They all sat down to drink their coffee, and catch up for the lost time over the two years. Harry excused himself to the loo, and left Ron and Hermione all by themselves.
Ron leaned in to Hermione, brushed her hair away from her ear and whispered into it, "I've missed you Hermione."
On Monday morning, Hermione woke up an hour earlier than she usually did. It was 5:00 in the morning and outside her bedroom window, birds were chirping and the sun had just risen. It was a warm March morning. For the first of March, it was beautiful. The little bit of snow that on the ground was glistening. Hermione was thrilled, she hated the winter. Winter was so cold, so white, and so lifeless. The beginning of spring made Hermione smile.
In Kent, Washington, USA, the winters were short and mild, but still cold for Hermione. She moved to Kent after graduating from Hogwarts. She was in Kent for extra schooling. She wanted to achieve extra credit to become the Auror she wanted to become. Ron and Harry also wanted to be Aurors. But they did not join Hermione, mainly because they thought it was pointless. All they had to do now was to wait until August to get their jobs. Luckily, the Ministry of Magic interested in offering the trio the same job. That way they would be able to work together and defend together as well.
Yet, Hermione came to Kent regardless, and on that morning, she was to apparate back to London, to Diagon Alley. She was excited to see her two best friends for the first time in two years. She definitely changed. Living on her own made her more independent, not that she wasn't already. She didn't have her two best friends by her side to stand up for her, so she was always watching her own back. She also improved her image standard. Instead of messy, frizzy, uncontrollable curls, her curls were smooth and sleek now. If she wanted a change, she straightened her hair, which was just below her shoulders in length.
By 6:30, she was packed and ready to go. She had another 30 minutes to wait. Hermione had trouble waiting until 7:00. She paced back and forth, she repacked her trunk, and she double checked her appearance in the mirror.
"Why am I so nervous?" Hermione asked herself. "I've known them for nearly ten years. Since we were eleven! We've been through everything together; we tell each other almost everything. We trust each other with our lives," Hermione sighed. "I'm nervous because I've changed physically, and they have most likely as well. I just hope nothing will change, those two . two . prats are my best friends. She checked her watch, it was 6:59. It was time to go to the Three Broomsticks.
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Harry woke up Monday morning with butterflies in his stomach. Today he was going to greet one of his best friends, Hermione, at the Three Broomsticks with Ron, his other best friend. Together the three were inseparable, their friendship was put on hold when Hermione went to the USA. Yes, they wrote and talked on the telephone, but it wasn't the same without Hermione. Harry and Ron felt it as well. Without Hermione to tell them what they were doing wrong, it wasn't the same.
But in the course of an hour, the three would be reunited. Harry couldn't wait. It was six o'clock and he walked down the hall to Ron's room in the flat they shared. He knocked on the door, prepared to fight with Ron to get up. But to Harry's surprise Ron answered to his knocks.
"Come in!" Ron called.
Harry nearly had a heart attack when he went into Ron's room Ron was sitting on his bed pulling on socks. Obviously Ron had showered, brushed his teeth and dressed when Harry was still sleeping.
"Morning Harry, are you okay?" asked Ron.
"Ron, are you, well, are you awake?" asked Harry. "I mean, you're never awake before ten, even then it's an early morning for you."
"Harry today is a big day. I hardly slept because of Hermione's arrival. We haven't seen her in like two years! I don't know about you, but it's tearing me up inside without her here. She's a part of us you know?"
"Yah, I know Ron. I've missed her too," admitted Harry, though he was blushing for being so open about his feelings. Surprisingly though, Ron wasn't red in the face with embarrassment like Harry was. Harry wondered, but he did not ask.
"Ron, I'm going for a shower," Harry said as he turned and headed for the bathroom.
"Have a good one mate."
Both men had eaten, showered and dressed by 6:45. They decided to go to the meeting place, the Three Broomsticks early, to get a table and a coffee and maybe a juice. They arrived at the Three Broomsticks on Diagon Alley to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and tea. Harry ordered a large coffee and Ron just drank pumpkin juice. It was just before 7:00 and Hermione walked through the door. Harry put down his glass and had to take a second look at her. Ron, however, set down his glass and ran towards Hermione. He picked her up, giving her a big, strong hug.
"Welcome back, Hermione!" Ron cried, still holding her in his arms.
"Thank you, Ron! Hi Harry. would you. help," pleaded Hermione.
"Ron, you ought to let her go, you're going to squish her like a spider!" said Harry.
"Ahhh! Where's the spider?" screamed Ron.
"There's no spider, stupid. I said if you don't let her go, you're going to squish her like a spider!" laughed Harry.
"Oh yeah," said Ron. "Sorry Hermione."
They all sat down to drink their coffee, and catch up for the lost time over the two years. Harry excused himself to the loo, and left Ron and Hermione all by themselves.
Ron leaned in to Hermione, brushed her hair away from her ear and whispered into it, "I've missed you Hermione."