Hermione and her dad have an... Argument.
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It was September the 1st, at 10:50am. Hermione was with her parents at Platform 9 and ¾. Hermione was 12 and her parents missed her dearly.
"I'll be home for Christmas, trust me." Hermione was saying as Ron Weasley approached her.
"Hey, Hermione," He said. "Want to find a compartment?"
"Hi, Ron, you go ahead." Hermione replied. 'Hmm… Wonder where Harry is.'
"Ok, 'Mione."
"'Mione? You hate that name." Hermione's dad said.
"Umm… No I don't." Hermione replied.
"You do so."
"Do not."
"Do so."
"Do not. ARGH! Why am I having this conversation with my DAD?" Hermione asked.
"You started it."
"I did not."
"You did too."
"Not."
"Did."
"Not!"
"Hey, Hermione." Harry said suddenly.
"Oh, hi Harry." Hermione said. 'Hmm… Wonder when Harry will come.'
"Nice conversation you're having with your dad, I'm not interrupting, am I?" Harry asked.
'Holy SHIT! That IS Harry, and he heard the conversation I had with my dad…'
"Let's find a compartment… Or find Ron."
"Whatever."