AN: Hey guys!
I've found a bit of time - not enough for anything serious, like a whole chapter - to write.
I can put off my homework a bit since I'm on strike tomorrow.
So, without further ado, an extra drabble added onto my joke story.
(PS: Thank you so much for all your reviews, this extra was inspired by iNiGmA's review.)
Emma Granger looked at the letter.
"Oh my goodness!" she said. If she let off some curses under her breath, well, that was neither here nor there, was it?
"I told you that I moved it with my mind mum!" Hermione said. It had been 6 years, but she had written the odd experience and its aftermath down so that she could treasure it. In fact, she still did it, practising each and every day.
"..I'm sorry, what?"
Hermione paused. After the letter and the knowledge that she'd finally be able to prove it to her mother, she hadn't expected this.
"When I was 5, I told you that I moved something with my mind!"
"I don't remember that sweetie, sorry."
Hermione walked out of the room.
It just wasn't fair. She finally had proof..and her mum didn't remember it!
To be fair, she didn't remember herself...but still!
Again, thank you! Now, I have a bath bomb to get to.
(Lush is AMAZING!)