Somewhere in America

Chapter 7

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HOGWARTS, SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Hermione sat on her bed, looking threw a photo album she'd gotten the summer before the Weasley's left for America. She was flipping though, looking at all of the pictures, until she came to one. The one that was her favorite. It was one that Harry snapped of herself leaning her head on Ron's shoulder, his arm draped around her, while they sat on the porch swing when Harry, Ron, and herself went to Godric's Hollow. It was from the back, but there was no doubt it was them. She smiled down at it, a familiar wrinkling of the eyes, a wet stream down her face, and she quickly whipped the tear away, as not to ruin her favorite picture. She turned the page and saw one of the three of them, all waving up at her; it was taken in first year. She smiled fondly and continued on. But right when she was about halfway though the turn there was a pecking sound at the window. She looked up, startled by the noise. She quickly recognized a familiar little brown owl. She dove for the window, wanting to get the letter hanging from its leg as soon as possible. She smiled broadly as the little owl pecked at her hand. She put out some water and bread for it. She stroked the owl fondly, she'd become familiar with over the summer as it had came about every two to three days. It had been about a week since Ron had left, and she was beginning to wonder what was going on.

She quickly opened the letter that was addressed to her.

Dear Hermione,

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to write you, I miss you dearly. I know Ginny does too. We're getting on alright here, but it's kind of shaky. Gin's already got herself a new boyfriend, and says I'm just 'jealous', that I can't get myself a girlfriend. The truth is, I don't want a new girlfriend, I want YOU! I miss you tons! I've met a few nice people though.

On the train ride over here (by the way, the train FLEW us here) I met three people who go to my new school. There was a boy named Danny, or something like that… maybe it was Timmy… I don't know, but he's now Ginny's boyfriend. And there were these two girls. They're both ok, but no you. One has a boyfriend named Trevor, get this, his nickname's 'Toad', I know, freaky! And her name's Dorenda. And then the other girl's name is Emilia, she's nice, but really moody. I know what you're thinking now, but no, I HAVE reasons to say that! She started crying for no apparent reason about two or three times already. Then she randomly glares at me, and, oh, get this, she broke my leg. I mean, it was an accident and all, but she still broke it!

If you want to know more about them, then feel free to ask. Now, I have a favor to ask you. Emilia, the one who broke my leg, said her ex-boyfriend (he moved a while back) went to school with Vicky! So if you could write him and ask him if he knows a guy named Andrew (Drew), then you'd be doing a great favor for Emilia, and me.

By the way, how is Vicky doing anyway? You don't talk about him too much, and you haven't told me you've gotten a letter from him in a while. Is everything ok with that? (I know, it may seem like this is not me, but hey, ever since we started going out I felt like I could trust you more… not that I didn't trust you!) And how's Harry and the rest of the guys?

Oh, I guess it's time for dinner, I'll talk to you later.

Loving you always,

Ron

P.S. I forgot to tell you! I'm in Kansas. You know, the Wizard of Oz state. And here they don't even use owls! Poor pig doesn't have his own little perch in a house just for owls anymore! He has to stay in a cage, in my room, and can't get in or out unless I'm there. Instead they use the birds they find, and then let them go once they get back. Apparently the Headmistress here can hypnotize animals. But then again, I get the feeling that a lot of people here can do that… Ok, now I really do have to go.

Hermione was so relieved to have gotten a letter from Ron she was crying. Just then there was a knock on the door. As you might have guessed, she'd made head girl, and she had her own room. She went to answer it and found Lavender standing there. Hermione just looked at her, her eyes beginning to take the look of a glare.

"Hi, Mione…" she said.

"Lavender."

"Have you seen Draco?"

Draco had, if you hadn't figured it out, made head boy. Yes, he had come back, he had no reason to leave in the first place. He had the opportunity to kill Dumbledor, but didn't. So he was back.

"No, I'll tell him you stopped by if I see him," Hermione replied in a monotone voice.

"Ok, thanks…" Lavender said awkwardly.

"Yup"

With that Lavender left. Hermione still hadn't forgiven her for fifth year. I mean, sure it wasn't her fault that she was attracted to Ron, but Hermione had confided in Praviti and Lavender her feelings for Ron at the very beginning of the year. There was no doubt that there was still a tension between them.

Hermione sat down, preparing to write a letter back to Ron, when the ferret came in.

"Any messages?" he asked in his arrogant way.

"I am not your secretary, Malfoy," Hermione spat.

"Sure, but seriously, did anyone come by for me?" he asked, flopping down into a chair.

"Yup" Hermione said, not giving away anymore than needed.

"And are you going to tell me who it was?" he asked.

"Depends," she continued, pulling out parchment and a quill.

"On what?" he asked, beginning to get angry.

"If you ask," she said, smirking to herself, knowing she was getting on his nerves.

"Fine, Granger, did anyone come by for me?" he asked in a huff.

"Well I'm not going to answer if you say it like that!" she declared, knowing it was just getting Malfoy more upset.

"Fine, Granger, would you please tell me if anyone came by for Me." he asked her, still annoyed.

"Yes, Lavender stopped by for you," she said, pleased that she got him to bend for her will.

"Ok," he said, getting up and heading for the door.

"Don't you have something you want to say to me?" she asked, turning to face him for the first time.

"Um… no…" he said, leaving the room.

She rolled her eyes; this was pretty much their routine. At least once a day a girl would stop by for Malfoy, and he knew it. So once he got back from wherever he would be he would ask Hermione for the name of the girl. She usually went on with how rude he is, and that she expects respect. But today she was too excited about the letter to give him the lecture.

She turned back to her letter, and began to write.

Dear Ron,

I'm so glad to hear from you! Tell Gin I say hi, and I expect a letter from her. I'm sorry that she's been nagging about you about you nagging at her about her antics on dating. I miss you tons too!

The girl that broke your leg, did she at least say sorry? She better have, otherwise she's going to be getting a rather rude letter from me! The whole 'Trevor' thing is kind of weird, I'll tell Neville for you if you'd like, not that I won't tell him anyway. But did you seriously FLY in a TRAIN?! That's a bit hard to believe for me. The other girl sounds nice, and I say hi to everyone over there. And what do they all look like? And do they have an accent? Well, of course they have an accent, that was a stupid question to ask.

Of course I'll ask Victor if he knows Andrew. And we're getting along quite fine. I just don't have a reason to talk about him now do I? Everyone over here is doing fine. I think Harry's got himself a new girl, and no, it's not Cho. I can tell he misses Ginny though.

Are you really in Kansas? I'd dread living there, with all the tornados and everything! Maybe I should research the state. Where do you live in the state? I know it's in the U.S. but what county do you lives in, in Kansas?

Well, I best get back to homework.

Tons of love,

Hermione

P.S. I made head girl! I'm so happy! The only down side is that I have to share a common room and toilet with Malfoy. Uh! I swear, he has more products then me! All I have is my shampoo, cream-rinse, my face cleansers, brush, tooth-brush, tooth-paste, blow-dryer, straightener, and the bare-minimum of makeup! And him: moose, gel, blow-dryer, shampoo, cream-rinse, about another three-thousand hair products, brush, comb, tooth-brush, tooth-paste, his face cleansers, hairspray! God, it just goes on and on! I'll talk to you later!

Just as she was sealing it, there was a knock at the door. She, as usual, went to answer it. There stood Harry in the hallway, "Hey, Mione."

"Hey, Harry, come on in!" she said, stepping aside.

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