Okay, you're going to question something a little later in the story. Yes, she is growing boobs in this year, I got boobs when I was nine and had a double d since I was twelve. It's possible! Here's summer part two.

The letter came by owl as it did last year, this time though, no correspondent was sent. I was in complete awe at some of the titles on the list. Here's the list:

Second-Year students will require:

The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2

By Miranda Goshawk

Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart

Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart

Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart

What the hell? These sound like children's books not school books! This is insane… more insane than flying Ford Angela's saving Harry from his window.

Yea, I was written to by both Harry and Ron about that. Harry thought it was terribly exciting and explained to me that a house-elf by the name of Dobby had been intercepting his letters. He then went on to explain his horrid summer wit the Dursleys.

My reply letter accepted his apology and explained my own horrid summer because of the 'older orphan' and that I wished school lasted longer so I would not be pestered by the others.

GENIUS KID

Dear Waka,

That sounds horrible! Maybe we could meet up in Diagon Alley and you can stay with the Weasleys until start of term?

The new school books sound… weird.

Harry

GENIUS KID

Dear Harry,

It would please me very much to stay with the Weasleys until start of term, but the 'headmaster' of Whammy's would not permit that. All he seems to be interested in is a new ring of deaths in Japan.

I think the new school books don't sound like books for school at all. They sound like a children's book series.

I think we should still meet up in Diagon Alley though, I am going tomorrow.

Hope to see you then!

Waka

GENIUS KID

Well, I found the Weasleys, but not Harry. Apparently they were using 'floo powder' and Harry pronounced his location wrong and now can't be found. Mrs. Weasley suggested that we all go to Flourish and Blotts to get our books and wait for Harry.

I had thought that Mrs. Wealsley seemed a little too eager to go to the book store, now I know why. That Gilderoy Lockhart fellow was there and the store was packed.

I was looking at some books when I was rudely shoved into the shelves.

"WATCH IT!" I snapped at the person who bumped me, turning around only to have us shoved back into the shelves by the crowd. "What the hell is wrong with these people?"

"Tell me about it", the boy who was shoved up against me murmured, shaking his blonde head before looking up at me.

"Malfoy!" I exclaimed, as he was shoved into me even more.

"Vampire?" He asked, finally realizing who it was.

He tried to push away from me only to be shoved back, his face colliding with my barely maturing breast. I shrieked and shoved him away.

"Pervert!" I screeched as everyone around us noticed the commotion.

"What do you mean?! That's disgusting! Filthy mudblood!" Draco snarled, pushing past the small ring.

I scoffed at him when a man asked for silence. I leaned over the railing to see the blonde man talk.

"Ladies and gentleman", he started, flashing a large bright smile. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me ro make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time.

When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, he only wanted to buy my autobiography – which I shall be happy to present him now, free of charge-", he paused for applause. "He had no idea that he would shortly be getting, much more than my book, Magical Me. He and his schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have the great pleasure of announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The crowd went wild and I rolled my eyes before walking to the staircase. I stopped behind Draco who was blocking the path as His dad placed some books into Ginny's cauldron.

The Malfoy men sneered at us before stalking away.

"What's their problem?" I asked as I reached the bottom step.

"I honestly don't know…" Harry replied before turning to me. "Let's go find Mrs. Weasley."

GENIUS KID

"Hermione, do you know where Ron and or Harry are? I can't find them", I said as I slid into the almost empty compartment and took a seat.

"I don't know where they are either. I just hope they aren't getting into trouble like last year", she snobbishly replied.

I groaned and suffered through the rest of the train ride with Ms. Know-it-all-Granger. All she does is talk and talk and talk and talk and talk. It's so aggravating because all she is talking about is Lockhart.

She thinks he is absolutely 'dreamy'. I think he's a dolt.

"And his smile, that oh so beautiful smile", Hermione continued to fantasize about the teacher.

"His oh so fake books", I sighed snootily, putting down Year with a Yeti. "These books all have different writing styles, it's insane."

"You're just upset that you can't be as adventurous as Gilderoy", Hermione cooed again.

"Oh yes, so jealous", I replied, sarcasm dripping from every letter.

"I knew it", she replied, sighing dreamily.

I decided to ignore her for the rest of the train ride and looked forward to seeing Harry and Ron when we got to the carriages. But they weren't at the carriages, and they weren't at the feast.

I was worried so I stayed down in the common room to wait for them, but ended up falling asleep.