Disclaimers: all the HP gang (Hermione, Ron,
Harry, Hedwig and Hogwarts) belongs to the great writer J.K Rowling. Morgan Smithson
belongs to me. As does Lee Smithson and Joanne Granger.
Author's
notes: Right. Hello my friends/readers.
I'm back. Well, this is a result of many minutes of hard thinking. I hope you
like it. Oh yes, Battle For the Past shall
continue soon. So watch out for Chapter 3. So, with that said, sit back, read, review
and enjoy-Morgan.
Musings of the Mind
By Morgan McTalon
Smithson house- last day of School. –Told by Morgan Smithson.
Something has
changed about her. My cousin that is. My cousin, Hermione Granger. When we were little, we were the best of
friends. Yeah, I know that kind of corny, but what the hell? We were damn close!
We were best friends. Then every thing changed. For some reason my uncle and
aunt decided to send her to a boarding school. Why? I asked them. Why did you
take my best friend away? All they did every time I asked was to shrug, and say
she received a letter. Why did SHE and only SHE receive it? And not me? They would always simile strangely and say
it was because of her academic excellence. I could believe that, kind of.
But the summer after her
first year, she was so different I hardly knew her, she was, just wrong
some how. She acted weirdly; she acted
if she suddenly had to think about a lot of things, all at once. She never did
that before! What she would do is have a look that was half thoughtful and half,
almost, hyper. It was a weird mix. But then, when she came back, it was more
hyper, then the 2d summer, it was more thoughtful, and the 3rd it was
way more thoughtful, with almost fear mixed in. over the next two years the
fear started to grow in her eyes. You could see it, you could almost taste it.
Each summer she would come to visit. I always looked forward to that. I would
always wait on the steps of our house, waiting for her to come. Since I got out
before she did. She would always walk up, or when we were younger,
run, and we would always hug and start talking about what book we were reading,
and make fun of the kids at our respected schools, and only in the context of
what funny things they did! But after she went to boarding school, once again
that changed. She didn't talk about any kids. Wait…… maybe she did, didn't she?
Ah yes, she did. She talked about two boys…. Um, what were there names? Ah,
yes, Harry something and Ron Something. But all she did was mention them once
or twice, nothing more. In fact, she did mention that Ron kid more then once
over the years, always fighting they were, I think. But then she developed a
kind of crush on him. I think, because the 5th summer, that's all
she could talk about. Nothing else, it board me to death. And then when I asked
whether he was her boy friend she blew up at me! Angry at me for most of the
week. Then she apologized. And all was well. But still I never really forgave
this Ron Character for our first fight.
This was all too
weird. Her moods, her personalities, her so-called "friends" at that school…… I
was tired of it. I resolved to do something about it. But I was kind of at a
dis-advantage, since for the first time the Grangers would not be coming to our
house, but we would be going to theirs. Well, this was a complication, but I
think I'll be able to get though it.
*******
Hogwarts- Last day of summer term.-told by Hermione Granger.
"Harry! Ron! Come on! We'll
miss the train!" I called.
"Alright! Keep your hair on! We're coming!" called Harry. I grinned,
Harry was just as worried as I was, and he just wasn't showing it. This will be
an interesting summer. For the first time
Harry and Ron would be coming, to my house. I grinned a bit as I tried to imagine
how Ron would deal with all the muggle appliances………..
"There. We're here. We can go Herm.
Herm? Earth to Hermione? Are you there? Hello…." Harry said waving his hand in
front of my face. "Are you okay?" he asked.
I blink. Where did he come from? Wasn't
he just at the top of the stairs? I shrug.
No matter.
"Yeah, I'm here all right. Are you
ready to go yet?"
"Of course. Now we have to wait for
Ron."
I groan. Inwardly of course. Ron was
probably taking his posters down. And If I miss the train……….
"I'm here. Lets go!" that belonged
to a rather tall red head rang out. And the rest of the red head came into view.
No matter how many times I see him, I always gasp about how tall he got over
the summer. He's now 6'9 feet. Damn. And I'm only 5'3. He would have to bend down
a damn long way to kiss me….. No! Stop thinking that! You got over him in 4th
year! Don't go after him again.
"Fine." I say, not daring to voice
what I just thought.
Ron grinned and bounded down the
steps of the boys dorm, trunk held in front of him.
"Right then, off we go!" and so we
did. We walked rather quickly to the gates, and got the last horseless carriage
and we pile into it.
"So, when do we come over again
Herm?" Ron asks.
" In a week Ronniekins." I reply. And
I'm rewarded by a cringe. I know he hates that nickname, and I hate mine, or at
least from his lips.
"So, what do you have planned for
us Herm?" Harry asks.
"Well, you do need to be shown the
muggle world Ron, and I thought I could do that by showing you movies and such…
" I start, but I can see Ron's eyes start to glaze over. That's one of the
reasons why I stopped liking him. He for some reason became popular, and even though
he is my friend, he started to not listening to me anymore on school matters;
he also sits with the poplars. I still sit with Harry, and he's still friends
with Ron…… so I had to invite him.
"And maybe give you a better experience
with Muggles Harry." I finished. Harry grinned.
"Yes, if we go to the movies, I can
finally get milk duds!" He and I laugh. Ron stars out the window.
The rest
of the horseless carriage ride passed away in silence. No one talked. Then when
we got to the station Ron Nodded to both of us and left. I sigh and pick up my trunk and leave the
carriage. Harry follows. We walk rather
quickly and board the train just as the conductor yells "Last Boarding call!" we
walk through the corridor, looking for an empty space. There are none. We stand in the corridor dumbly until a very
familiar voice rings out.
" 'Ello, Hermione, Harry! We got a
space over here!" We turn, and there
stand Neville, or, there his head stands, the rest of him in a compartment. We nod and head over. Neville
sticks his head out again. " 'Ello! Come in! Come in. only me 'n Ginny!" Harry
raises his eyebrows at the last. Her and Neville? I shrug and walk in.
"Hi Hermione! Hi Harry!" Ginny Says.
Sounding excited. No, hyper. She sounds hyper. Weird……..
"Have a seat." Neville says. Sitting
next to Ginny. The other bench is free.
So I put my trunk up on the rack and sit down to the window and settle in for a
long ride.
Two games of
Exploding Snap and 10 Chocolate Frogs later we pull into Kings Cross. Harry gets up and stretches.
"Well, that went quickly." He says
as he reaches for his trunk.
"Yeah." Ginny and I say at the say
time. We grin at each other.
"Here, Let me help you Hermione…"
Neville Starts and before I can protest he reaches up and grabs my trunk and pulls it down. Wow. What a display
of chilverey!
"Thanks Neville…" I start
"No Problem." He says. He gets up and
gets his own trunk. Smiling, at me. "See you next year!" he says.
"Bye Neville!" I call.
"Bye Neville" Harry says. He smiles
to himself.
I pull my trunk out of the
compartment, Harry and Ginny Follow. We
walk through the train and get off. At the
platform stands Ron, with Ms. Wealsey….
"Bye Ginny!" Harry says
"Bye Harry, Bye Hermione!" She replies,
still hyper.
"Bye Ginny, Bye Ron, we'll pick you
up in a week. Hello Ms. Wealsey!" Ms. Wesley beams at me.
"Hello Hermione Dear, thank you so
much for inviting Ron for the summer." She
says, almost simpering.
"No problem. I'll see you two in a
week." I say. Smile one more time and walk towards the barrier. I take it a sort of half-run. And there on
the other side are my parents.
"Hermione!" Dad calls. I smile.
"Hi Dad, hi Mum." I say when I
reach them. They beam at me.
"How was your year?" Mum asks me
"Fine. I can't wait to go home!" I
say, thinking of the pies mother would make. But then, something changed in
their expressions.
"Um, Hermione, Love, we have um, a
bit of a complication…" Dad starts.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Well, um you see…." Dad continues.
"What your father is trying to say.
Hermione, is that um well…" Mum starts.
"What we're trying to say is that,
Cousin Morgan and her family are coming to stay with us"
My face lights up for a moment, I
really like her! But then I started to
get confused.
"But Harry and Ron are coming…" I
say
"Yes, that's the problem." Mum
says.
I wince. This is going to an interesting
summer.
********
Well, that was interesting. Wasn't it? Do you think that I should
continue to have Hermione In the first person? Or move it to the second person.
I'm sorry if that was a little…. Weird. That's what you get when you have an Idea
at 1:00 am, and just have to write it down.
Anyway, comments well. So if you
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Or send it to me by my E-mail. Falco98@attglobal.net . What Ever. Just send. Okay?
BYE!!!!!!!!!!!- Morgan.
