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The next morning I woke up with a big orange and white lump sitting on me.

"Aaahh!" I yelled jumping off my bed, "Get off!"

Hedwig and Crookshanks looked at me sorrowfully from my bed.

"Sorry Hedwig, you scared me," I apologized, " Do you have a letter for me?"

Hedwig stuck out her right leg toward me and I gently removed the letter.

"Thanks Hedwig! Now, go on, Harry will be waiting for you," I said giving her a little push toward my window.

I unrolled the letter and it said:

Hi Hermione,

Me and the Weasleys are going to Diagon

Alley around noon. If you haven't gotten your

stuff meet us there. If you can't make it send

a note with Hedwig.

Your Pal,

Harry

"Typical Harry to make a grammatical error, I guess I should write out a letter for Hedwig to

take then, "I said to myself glancing around the room for Hedwig.

"Wonderful, just wonderful," I thought when I realized that Hedwig had left a little while ago, "Now what am I going to do?"

"Hermione!" Elizabeth yelled, banging on my door, "We're going to Diagon Alley! Come on!"

I glanced at the clock and it read 9:17.

"Well, that gives me enough time to get my stuff and leave before they show up," I thought.

"Come on Hermioneeee!" Elizabeth urged pulling me out the door.

"I need to get dressed Elizabeth!" I said exasperatedly, closing the door in her face.

Since I had grown, and none of my robes fit anymore I had to wear some of my regular clothes.

I picked out a silky white blouse and, my favorite skirt, a black mini.

I was had just finished putting them on when I heard a loud honk.

"I'm coming," I said as I quickly grabbed my wand, dashed outside, and leaped into the car.

"Finally!" my annoying sister exclaimed as my mom started up our car.

We were sitting in the car for over an hour because of a traffic jam, and during the whole time my sister was singing annoying songs that drove me crazy.

"We're here!" Mom announced getting out of the car in front of the Leaky Cauldron and walking towards the brick wall.

"Mommy? Can I get an owl?" my sister pleaded.

"Yes, of course you can, darling," my mom replied kindly.

"What are you doing Hermione?" Elizabeth asked surprised as I opened the wall to Diagon Alley.

My sister went crazy when she stepped inside, literally! She was spinning in circles trying to take in everything.

"Come on!" I urged walking towards Flourish and Blotts to buy some of our stuff and Elizabeth grudgingly followed me.

I took forever to find my books because I needed a lot of extra ones to study for the N.E.W.T.S.

"Hey mom, can I get this? It's only 10 sickles, " I asked pointing to a bottle filled with rainbow ink that would drive Snape crazy.

"Ohh! It looks really pretty, can I have it too, mommy?"

"Lizzy, you already bought some purple ink. You don't really need any more, but Hermione doesn't have any ink yet" my mom recalled.

Eventually both of us got our stuff (I got the rainbow ink!), paid for it, and left.

As we stepped out of Flourish and Blotts I saw a patch of flaming red hair with a spot of ink black hair.

"Oh no! The Weasleys and Harry are here!" I screamed in my head.

"Mom, why don't you get the owl Elizabeth wanted? Over there!" I insisted, pushing them towards Eeylops Owl Emporium.

The very second the entered the store the Weasleys spotted me and ran over.

"Hey Hermione!" Ron greeted happily.

"Did you have a good summer?" Harry asked.

"Have you gotten your stuff yet?" I asked avoiding Harry's question.

"Nope, why?" they asked together.

"Come on," I whispered sternly, "I have to tell you something. Now!"

"Where as you three going?" Mrs. Weasley asked with her motherly voice.

"We're all thirsty so we're going to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink," I said, surprised at how the lie came out of my mouth.

"We are?" Ron asked quietly.

"Yes, we are," I replied as we passed through the Diagon Alley brick wall.

When we got inside Leaky Cauldron I bought three butterbeers and we sat down on a small table in a secluded corner of the pub.

"So what did you want to tell us?" Harry asked as he sipped his butterbeer.

"You have to promise you wont get mad when I tell you, ok?" I begged.

"No way, Hermione, I'll decide if I will get mad or not after I hear what you have to say!" Ron fumed, tightening his grip on his butterbeer.

"I guess I can't tell you, then," I said firmly.

"Ok, Ron and I promise, right Ron?" Harry prompted.

"Yeah, ok," Ron grumbled angrily.

"Well, it's kinda hard to explain, but . . . . ." "Hermione! Do you want to see my owl?" Elizabeth exclaimed as she thrust two golden-brown owls in my face.

"There twins, one for you and one for me!" she shouted excitedly.

"Who's she?!" Ron asked surprised.

"She's my . . . ." "I'm her sister!" my sister yelped.

"What!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!" Ron screeched.

Harry just stared at me, taken aback by Elizabeth's strong statement.

Everyone in Leaky Cauldron turned around to look at Ron.

"Ron, you promised," I reminded gently.

"Elizabeth, go find mum and tell her we should leave soon. I'll join you in a minute." I implored.

"Yes sissy," Elizabeth agreed unhappily, as she handed me my little owl and walked away.

"How could you do this to us?" Harry asked hoarsely, regaining his voice I supposed.

"The topic of my family never came up," I whispered miserably.

"You lied to us, your best friends!" Ron accused.

"Yes, I lied, but now I told you the truth and I am also apologizing for not telling you before!" I retorted.

"Why don't we talk about this later?" Harry said aware of all the people staring at us.

"Okay," I agreed.

"No wa . . . . . . "Ron started to say as Harry covered his mouth and we dashed out of the pub.

"Yeesh Ron! You should learn when to keep your mouth shut!" I snapped.

"Well you should learn to do the exact opposite!" Ron retorted furiously.

"You two! Stop acting like two year olds!" Harry implored.

"Well, I have to go," I said when I spotted my mum and sister, and with that I sprinted away.

"Come on mum, let's go!" I insisted, throwing my parcels into the trunk and getting into the car.

"Ok hon, but why the rush?" Mom asked as she seated herself.

"Oh, no reason," I lied easily, for the second time today.

As we drove away my mind kept coming back to the conversation I had with Harry and Ron.

Were they even going to speak to me after this?

The small baby owl in my lap seemed to me like the only friend I had other than Crookshanks.

"Will it ever be any different?" I thought sadly, "I guess I just have to wait and see."

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In your reviews could you please give me ideas for names for Hermione's owl? I have one idea, but it isn't that great.

Anonymuz- I wanted to split it into two chapters so I could be more descriptive.

McKay1- Constructive criticism is not the same as saying something bad because constructive criticism tells you why someone thinks it is bad. I kind of wanted to show the strong emotions in the last chapter.

fuzzlebub85- I'm soo glad you like it Lizzy!

thepunkprincess-I'm glad you liked it. Constructive criticism is when you tell someone that you don't like something in his or her story for a particular reason.