Chapter 4
SPEW
Fred and George vanished to the shop the next morning. I woke up at 11:00 the next morning from being so tired and sleepy. Harry had come back already; George and I saw Dumbledore bring him back to the Burrow. Harry spotted us but thankfully got the message to not say anything. We weren't supposed to be sneaking out at night. Especially these days, with Voldemort who could turn up around every corner.
I came downstairs that morning feeling incredibly bored. Everyone was quiet. Amelia had gone for a check up. Harry and Ron were plating wizard's chess. Ginny was reading. Mr. Weasley was at work. Mrs. Weasley was lying down on the deck reading with Ginny. The only person who I didn't see was Hermione. I wondered where she was so I headed upstairs to her room.
She was in there, alright, but not doing what I had expected her to be doing. I thought she'd be doing summer homework. But no. She was sitting there, knitting. Okay, this may have sounded normal to anyone. Knitting was something everyone did. It was more like, what she was knitting that startled me. All over the bed there were pieces of wool…shaped like hats? Abnormal hats, I must say. They had two holes for ears and wild patterns which I would never wear. What was she doing?
"What are you doing?" I asked her. She looked up.
"Oh, hi Karina. I didn't notice you there,"
"Yeah. What are you doing?' I asked, looking at the strange hats.
"Oh, I'm making hats," she said brightly.
"For what?"
"S.P.E.W,"
"What?"
"Elfish Welfare' she replied, "My society to help improve the lives of house elves,"
"Okay," I said, trying not to crack up. Okay, I get her point and all, but honestly, making hats for elves that didn't even want to be free…it was just unbelievable.
"Would you care to join," I looked at her as if she was crazy.
"I'll pass," I said slowly, "nice choice in colors,"
"Oh yeah.Red is my favorite. Don't you think it looks the nicest with Grey? I do,"
"Very nice," I said, hating the color assortment, "I'll leave you to your knitting," I walked out of the room and for the first time in my life, I thought that boy, Hermione could be creepy when she wanted to.