Owling
Hermione
That afternoon found me sitting at my desk doing my summer homework. She had been given an awful lot of work because of N.E.W.T.s this year. I was nervous about my schoolwork as usual, but something else was on my mind. Or someone else for that matter. That someone is Ronald Bilius Weasley.
I sighed and closed my books. It was pointless to try and finish my work when I couldn't concentrate. Just the thought of him made my head spin. I snorted in frustration at thought of the person I had become. I was a love-sick puppy. I used to be a firm girl with ambition and goals. I would go for what I wanted. I changed a lot in the pass year. Now I felt too scared to go get what I wanted. There was always the possibility he would not feel the same way as me. I would be very depressed if he rejected me. I mean who wouldn't be depressed? He probably made every girl he walked by weak in the knees. What with his muscular and lean torso. I mentally slapped myself and sighed. I wasn't supposed to think about my best friend that way. With yet another sigh, I put my things up and slipped inside my bed. It was only 7 p.m. but I was exhausted.
Ron
I was playing Quidditch with my brothers and Ginny. Our team won quickly. I saw Ginny go to her room. No doubt to write to Harry. Ever since her and Harry had started dating last year, Ron could have sworn they were attached at the hip. And when they were together, they were always snogging each other senseless.
I am always jealous of their relationship. I always wanted a relationship with someone. In fact I already had that someone in mind. A bushy, brown haired girl to be exact. I wouldn't want to tell her that though. We have a special bond of friendship that has lasted for 7 years. Why would I want to ruin that?
I went up to my room and was really bored. I took out a quill, parchment, and some ink. I dipped my quill in the ink and began to write:
Dear Hermione,
How are you? Would you like to come to my house for the rest of the summer? If you can come apperate here around noon.
Love,
Ron
Ron also sent a letter to Harry. Then he dashed downstairs to tell his mum that he invited Harry and Hermione. His mum smirked when he said Hermione's name. He shrugged it off once she said it was okay and walked back to his room.
Hermione
I was drifting off to sleep when I heard a series of taps on my window. When I realized it was Ron's owl, Pigwidgeon, I leaped out of my bed. I padded towards the window and when I reached it, I lifted it up. I took the letter off of Pig's leg and read it fast. I went downstairs and found my parents in the living room watching television.
Hermione- Mum, Dad?
Mom- Yes Hunny?
Hermione- Can I go to Ron's for the rest of the summer?
Dad- Sure sweetheart.
Hermione- Thanks Dad!
I ran back up to my room and sent Pig back to Ron with a letter saying yes I would go to the Burrow. Then I went to sleep, sleeping with a goofy grin plastered all over my face.