Disclaimer: I do not own anything. If I did, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and
Draco Malfoy would be chained in my room wearing nothing but leather pants.
But I don't and that's life. Please don't sue.
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The next day Hermione awoke from a particularly enjoyable dream involving a very cute Egyptian native to the sound of scratching at her window. She got out of be and walked cautiously to her window and peered out. There right outside was a very annoyed looking Hedwig with a letter tied to her leg. She quietly opened her window because her parents had never really gotten used to the idea of late night owl posts. Frankly, Hermione thought, that her mum was scared of owls but she never really let that bother her because she usually got the offending owl out of sight before her mum came to see what the noise was. After Hermione finally got the window open, a greatly relived Hedwig flew into the room and landed on her bed, to Crookshanks great annoyance. "Hello Hedwig," Hermione said "did you bring me a letter from Harry?" Hedwig hooted gently in response and stuck out her leg to have the letter untied. "Here you go Hedwig," said Hermione, giving her an owl treat. She had learned long ago to always keep some on hand. "You can go back now. I'll write Harry back tomorrow." With that Hedwig took off out the window and soared away into the sky. Hermione sat down on the bed to read the letter. She broke the seal and read:
Dear Hermione, I hope this letter gets to you okay. Its not that I don't trust Hedwig but she's been a little miffed at me lately for some reason or another. SO how are you? Any plans for the summer? If so, I hope they're good. I've been invited to go to the Ron's sometime this summer and was wondering if you were going to go because you know that they're going to invite you to come. I asked Sirius if he would come me at the Burrow but he said he couldn't because he was going to be 'abroad' whatever that means. I think it probably has something to do with Voldemort. Well, I have go now because I think that the Dursleys are waking up and don't want to let them catch me writing a letter to one of my 'weird friends' or they'd probably lock me up in the cupboard under the stairs for the rest of the summer. Say hi to Crookshanks for me.
Your Friend, Harry
P.S.: Sorry about sending this so early but Dudley's snores woke me up.
Hermione frowned at the prospect of spending her summer with the Weasley's at the Burrow. It wasn't that she didn't like the Weasley's or Ron for that matter but she thought of her last experience with Ron at the Burrow and frowned. It had been last summer and Ron was extremely nervous about her being there. He had just gotten over the fact that she had gone to Bulgaria the previous year and it didn't help that Viktor sent her a letter and an early birthday present. When he found out it was Viktor who sent her a pair of lacy thong underwear as a joke he nearly had an aneurysm. She didn't think she'd seen a person turn that many shades of red. After she finally calmed him downed to tell him that it was an inside joke and showed him the real gift (which was a pair of earrings shaped like dragons), he said that he knew that and quickly changed the subject to Quidditch. And that was how she spent the summer. Every time Ron saw her he turned red and told her she looked pretty or some other compliment but they normally came out as something like 'heymioneyoulookpretty' or 'nicedressmione'. Needless to say she was not really anxious to repeat the experience and if she got to go on this expedition she would not need to make up an excuse. 'God', she thought 'please let me get to go on this expedition.' She glanced up at the alarm clock next to her bed and nearly had a heart attack when she saw that it read 7:30. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, "I've only got an hour before we have to leave!" She jumped off the bed and ran into her shower. She came out 20 minutes later and went to her closet and began to throw out her clothes onto her bed and a very annoyed Crookshanks. After a 10-minute debate over whether to wear all black or to wear a blue sweater when her mother yelled up to her that it was time for breakfast. She chose the black and dashed down the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast.
Hermione waited outside of the British Museum for her parents to pick her up. She had called them on her cell phone, which she insisted that her parents get her for 'emergencies'. (I'm gonna skip the whole interview process. Just know that it was boring and she got in.) She was about ready to dial a random number and it hit her. Harry. She quickly tried to recall his number and then dialed it quickly and hoped that it was Harry who picked up and not his aunt or uncle or worse, his cousin. The phone rang and rang and rang and on the fourth ring a rude voice on the said "What?!" "Um hi. Is Harry there?" "Why do you want to talk to a dork like that? Don't you want to talk to a real man?" Hermione inwardly groaned when she realized that she was talking to Dudley. "Umm Harry will do for now thank you." She replied. "Fine I'll get the geek." She heard an indistinct roar on the other line and then muffled voices shouting and finally "Hello?" "Harry! Finally!" "Hermione?! Is that you?" "Yeah! How are you?" "Umm.. I'm good. You?" "I'm great except being verbally molested by your cousin I'm fine. But I've got the greatest news." "Dudley WHAT!!!!???" "Never mind that Harry. Don't you want to hear my good news?" "Sure." "I'm going to Egypt! Isn't that great! I'm going to go help excavate one of the oldest tombs ever found! Isn't that absolutely fascinating?!" "Yeah Mione that's great. But are you going to be able to come to the Weasley's?" "Oh Harry I won't be able to but I'll call you. Ohh! I've gotta go my parents are here. Call ya later. Bye!" And she hung up and ran towards her parent's car. "Mum, Dad, I got in!"
~~~~~~~~~~4 days later~~~~~~~~
Hermione sat back in her airplane seat and relaxed. She had a month and a half of no parents, no school no teachers, no schoolwork(she had already completed her homework in the first week off. What did you expect from Hermione?), and no Harry and Ron. As much as she loved them both, she needed her own life. With Harry always in danger and Ron scaring away any member of the male species who came within a 10 foot radius of her, she really wanted to be able to just talk to someone without being given the third degree. Freedom she thought as she laid back in her seat. Only 4 hours 32 minutes and 14 seconds to go...
~~~~~~~~~~After the flight~~~~~~~~~
She arrived through customs and looked around for the person who would take her to the hotel where she would spend the night and then on to the dig site in the morning. She easily spotted the site manager by his dusty boots and the sign he held that said 'H. Granger' on it. "Hello," Hermione said sticking out her hand. "I'm Herminoe Granger." "Hello Hermione, I'm Michael Manning, the dig site manager but you can call me Mike. Now if you've got all your stuff we can go now. He helped her with her bags and let her out into the hot Egyptian afternoon and to a waiting Jeep. "From here we'll go to the hotel in Cairo and then to the dig site tomorrow morning. That okay with you?" Mike asked. "Sure that's great just as long as the food there is better than airplane food." Said Hermione. "Yeah I know airplane food isn't even food as I understand the definition of it"(ok that lines borrowed from 'Hannibal' which I don't own) joked Mike in his cute southern accent.
About 25 minutes later Herminoe found herself in a hotel restaurant wolfing down a sandwich and listening to Mike talk about digs he had been on. Though she had to admit he was cute, Hermione thought he was a bit full of himself. After 10 more minutes of listening to Mike talk about how great he was, Hermione excused herself saying she needed some fresh air. Mike looked slightly disappointed that he didn't have anyone to talk about how great he was with but just told Hermione to not go far and come back soon and then proceeded to strike up a conversation with a brunette at the bar.
And that where Herminone found herself sitting at the current time looking at the sunset. 'Well', she thought 'I'd better be getting back before Mike gets worried.' With that she hopped off the rock and proceeded back to the nice hotel on the outskirts of town. She began to walk distractedly through the lobby when she collided with someone solid. "Sorry" she said bending down to pick up a file the person she had collided with and found herself face to face with the one person she never thought she'd see here. Sirius. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^*************^^^^^^^^^^^^^
A/N: Ohh evil cliffy but another chapter up. Yea me. Thank you to all those who reviewed and I'll promise to have another chapter up soon. And then you'll find out why Sirius is in Egypt.
-The Great Lily Lupin
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The next day Hermione awoke from a particularly enjoyable dream involving a very cute Egyptian native to the sound of scratching at her window. She got out of be and walked cautiously to her window and peered out. There right outside was a very annoyed looking Hedwig with a letter tied to her leg. She quietly opened her window because her parents had never really gotten used to the idea of late night owl posts. Frankly, Hermione thought, that her mum was scared of owls but she never really let that bother her because she usually got the offending owl out of sight before her mum came to see what the noise was. After Hermione finally got the window open, a greatly relived Hedwig flew into the room and landed on her bed, to Crookshanks great annoyance. "Hello Hedwig," Hermione said "did you bring me a letter from Harry?" Hedwig hooted gently in response and stuck out her leg to have the letter untied. "Here you go Hedwig," said Hermione, giving her an owl treat. She had learned long ago to always keep some on hand. "You can go back now. I'll write Harry back tomorrow." With that Hedwig took off out the window and soared away into the sky. Hermione sat down on the bed to read the letter. She broke the seal and read:
Dear Hermione, I hope this letter gets to you okay. Its not that I don't trust Hedwig but she's been a little miffed at me lately for some reason or another. SO how are you? Any plans for the summer? If so, I hope they're good. I've been invited to go to the Ron's sometime this summer and was wondering if you were going to go because you know that they're going to invite you to come. I asked Sirius if he would come me at the Burrow but he said he couldn't because he was going to be 'abroad' whatever that means. I think it probably has something to do with Voldemort. Well, I have go now because I think that the Dursleys are waking up and don't want to let them catch me writing a letter to one of my 'weird friends' or they'd probably lock me up in the cupboard under the stairs for the rest of the summer. Say hi to Crookshanks for me.
Your Friend, Harry
P.S.: Sorry about sending this so early but Dudley's snores woke me up.
Hermione frowned at the prospect of spending her summer with the Weasley's at the Burrow. It wasn't that she didn't like the Weasley's or Ron for that matter but she thought of her last experience with Ron at the Burrow and frowned. It had been last summer and Ron was extremely nervous about her being there. He had just gotten over the fact that she had gone to Bulgaria the previous year and it didn't help that Viktor sent her a letter and an early birthday present. When he found out it was Viktor who sent her a pair of lacy thong underwear as a joke he nearly had an aneurysm. She didn't think she'd seen a person turn that many shades of red. After she finally calmed him downed to tell him that it was an inside joke and showed him the real gift (which was a pair of earrings shaped like dragons), he said that he knew that and quickly changed the subject to Quidditch. And that was how she spent the summer. Every time Ron saw her he turned red and told her she looked pretty or some other compliment but they normally came out as something like 'heymioneyoulookpretty' or 'nicedressmione'. Needless to say she was not really anxious to repeat the experience and if she got to go on this expedition she would not need to make up an excuse. 'God', she thought 'please let me get to go on this expedition.' She glanced up at the alarm clock next to her bed and nearly had a heart attack when she saw that it read 7:30. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, "I've only got an hour before we have to leave!" She jumped off the bed and ran into her shower. She came out 20 minutes later and went to her closet and began to throw out her clothes onto her bed and a very annoyed Crookshanks. After a 10-minute debate over whether to wear all black or to wear a blue sweater when her mother yelled up to her that it was time for breakfast. She chose the black and dashed down the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast.
Hermione waited outside of the British Museum for her parents to pick her up. She had called them on her cell phone, which she insisted that her parents get her for 'emergencies'. (I'm gonna skip the whole interview process. Just know that it was boring and she got in.) She was about ready to dial a random number and it hit her. Harry. She quickly tried to recall his number and then dialed it quickly and hoped that it was Harry who picked up and not his aunt or uncle or worse, his cousin. The phone rang and rang and rang and on the fourth ring a rude voice on the said "What?!" "Um hi. Is Harry there?" "Why do you want to talk to a dork like that? Don't you want to talk to a real man?" Hermione inwardly groaned when she realized that she was talking to Dudley. "Umm Harry will do for now thank you." She replied. "Fine I'll get the geek." She heard an indistinct roar on the other line and then muffled voices shouting and finally "Hello?" "Harry! Finally!" "Hermione?! Is that you?" "Yeah! How are you?" "Umm.. I'm good. You?" "I'm great except being verbally molested by your cousin I'm fine. But I've got the greatest news." "Dudley WHAT!!!!???" "Never mind that Harry. Don't you want to hear my good news?" "Sure." "I'm going to Egypt! Isn't that great! I'm going to go help excavate one of the oldest tombs ever found! Isn't that absolutely fascinating?!" "Yeah Mione that's great. But are you going to be able to come to the Weasley's?" "Oh Harry I won't be able to but I'll call you. Ohh! I've gotta go my parents are here. Call ya later. Bye!" And she hung up and ran towards her parent's car. "Mum, Dad, I got in!"
~~~~~~~~~~4 days later~~~~~~~~
Hermione sat back in her airplane seat and relaxed. She had a month and a half of no parents, no school no teachers, no schoolwork(she had already completed her homework in the first week off. What did you expect from Hermione?), and no Harry and Ron. As much as she loved them both, she needed her own life. With Harry always in danger and Ron scaring away any member of the male species who came within a 10 foot radius of her, she really wanted to be able to just talk to someone without being given the third degree. Freedom she thought as she laid back in her seat. Only 4 hours 32 minutes and 14 seconds to go...
~~~~~~~~~~After the flight~~~~~~~~~
She arrived through customs and looked around for the person who would take her to the hotel where she would spend the night and then on to the dig site in the morning. She easily spotted the site manager by his dusty boots and the sign he held that said 'H. Granger' on it. "Hello," Hermione said sticking out her hand. "I'm Herminoe Granger." "Hello Hermione, I'm Michael Manning, the dig site manager but you can call me Mike. Now if you've got all your stuff we can go now. He helped her with her bags and let her out into the hot Egyptian afternoon and to a waiting Jeep. "From here we'll go to the hotel in Cairo and then to the dig site tomorrow morning. That okay with you?" Mike asked. "Sure that's great just as long as the food there is better than airplane food." Said Hermione. "Yeah I know airplane food isn't even food as I understand the definition of it"(ok that lines borrowed from 'Hannibal' which I don't own) joked Mike in his cute southern accent.
About 25 minutes later Herminoe found herself in a hotel restaurant wolfing down a sandwich and listening to Mike talk about digs he had been on. Though she had to admit he was cute, Hermione thought he was a bit full of himself. After 10 more minutes of listening to Mike talk about how great he was, Hermione excused herself saying she needed some fresh air. Mike looked slightly disappointed that he didn't have anyone to talk about how great he was with but just told Hermione to not go far and come back soon and then proceeded to strike up a conversation with a brunette at the bar.
And that where Herminone found herself sitting at the current time looking at the sunset. 'Well', she thought 'I'd better be getting back before Mike gets worried.' With that she hopped off the rock and proceeded back to the nice hotel on the outskirts of town. She began to walk distractedly through the lobby when she collided with someone solid. "Sorry" she said bending down to pick up a file the person she had collided with and found herself face to face with the one person she never thought she'd see here. Sirius. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^*************^^^^^^^^^^^^^
A/N: Ohh evil cliffy but another chapter up. Yea me. Thank you to all those who reviewed and I'll promise to have another chapter up soon. And then you'll find out why Sirius is in Egypt.
-The Great Lily Lupin