AN: Happy Sunday everyone! The cabin was very relaxing (I read three books). I'm hoping to update tomorrow but since I'm babysitting my niece I'm not really sure if I'll be able to post anything. It really depends on how well she does and if she actually takes a nap. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's and anything you don't is mine.

Hermione POV

Daddy, mum and I drove straight to France from Kings Cross Station. I already had my trunk and most of my books anyway so there was no point driving home so I could pack more things.

We ended up staying for a month. It was amazing, like always, but it was also weird. The weirdness came from the fact that no one was trying to come after me or my friends. Or at least I didn't think anyone was going after them. The other thing that was weird was that I would see a witch or wizard every once in awhile. It was easy to spot them since they always wore cloaks but it was crazy weird, the fact that I had never noticed them before was astounding.

I also worked on homework in France. There was a wonderful little cafe where I would drink coffee and read through my books and worked on the essays that would be due the first week of school. When daddy and mum realized that I had my magic things out they were scared at first but I showed them the books. Before I had left school I had changed all of my school book covers to Muggle covers so that I could work on my homework anywhere.

Ron and I had been writing letters but I hadn't heard a word from Harry. It was starting to make me nervous, especially since Ron was talking about going to Harry's with Fred and George in an enchanted car. It sounded like one of the stupidest ideas I had ever heard, but I knew I wouldn't be able to stop him.

More than anything I wanted to talk to Harry. To ask him about what our kiss meant, if it had even meant anything to him. But I was way too scared to admit my feelings to him. I liked him but I was terrified that he didn't like me. I was not going to say anything unless I was sure I knew how he felt.

I received one last letter from Ron before daddy, mum and I left for home. Harry, apparently, had gotten a letter from the Ministry about using a Hover Charm. I was shocked. Harry knew as well as I did that we couldn't use magic. Ron expected foul play and was leaving with the twins tonight to check on him. I wrote him as fast as I could and sent the letter back with Errol. The last thing anyone needed was for Harry to get in even more trouble for flying an enchanted car.

The car ride home was faster than normal since I passed out about a half hour into the ride. I hadn't slept well the night before, I had had nightmares about flying keys of death. They pecked at me till my skin came off in chunks. It was horrible. When I woke up I was shocked to see that we weren't that far from home. Probably five minutes at most.

I smiled the moment I spotted my home. It was beautiful and perfect. The house was white and the rope hammock swayed in the breeze. It was perfect. It was home.

The first thing I did when I got in the house was a shower. It was warm and perfect and helped me unwind. I could hear mum and Daddy banging around but I ignored the sounds.

Everything seemed strange as I unpacked my things in my room. For some reason, my room didn't feel quite like my room. Yes, it had the bed I had slept in since I was six. Yes, it had the posters from my favorite Broadway shows and music groups on the walls. But it was pink, a color I used to love but not so much anymore. I was more partial to red at the moment.

I was putting my last book up in one of my many bookshelves when my mum yelled. "Hermione, you have a letter!"

"Coming!" I yelled, before making my way out of my room. Mum was methodically cleaning the kitchen while daddy was nowhere in sight. He must have gone to check on the family practice and make sure everything was running smooth there.

Errol was wheezing on the table, a letter in his beak. The poor owl looked like he would pass out at any moment. In fact he fell back with a little thud and shut his eyes. My eyes widened and I quickly checked to make sure he was okay but he had only fallen asleep.

I quickly pulled the letter off of Errol and flipped it open. Harry had gotten to Ron's just fine but Mrs. Weasley had been furious when she found out. They agreed to going to Diagon Alley in a week and were excited about it. Harry had even put his own letter in the envelope, he said it was to save a trip for Errol. But I was confused, why didn't he just send Hedwig? I frowned but quickly read the letter.

Harry explained about a house elf named Dobby who had made his letters stop. The little elf had also done everything he could to keep Harry out of Hogwarts, including magic in front of Muggles. My eyes seemed to grow bigger and bigger as I read the letter. When I finished I was in shock, it seemed that we would have another interesting year at Hogwarts... and to think the school year hadn't even started yet.

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