Chapter Twenty: Letters
Friday September 5th
Hermione woke that morning to an owl scratching at her window, moaning, she stood up and opened it, letting in the barn owl that hung around her home.
Taking the letter and summoning water for it, she went and sat down on her bed.
She opened the muggle envelope by tearing it to get at the letter.
Unfolding the piece of paper, she scanned the signature and saw the Ray was writing her this time.
'Dear Mione,
Wow, I do hope this gets to you, I'm not all that trusting of letting an owl send you things, but your mum and dad said it was safe.
Things are great out here, but you realize that you have ten days to get your but out here right? You promised your seventeenth birthday to us, remember?
Oh yeah! Guess what? No, you wont believe this, but the Malfoy's moved back in! Isn't that wonderful? Mrs. Malfoy has Dora and me over everyday after school and we ask her questions, about wizarding stuff. She knows that we know. Mr. Malfoy helps us with essays and other homework, its wonderful! I thought that they had moved away for good, but Mr. Malfoy told us that he finally got his priorities straight, so they moved back.
Oh Draco would be happy to hear that wouldn't he?
Oh well, owl me back, though I'm not quite sure how my mum would handle having an owl fly into her kitchen, how about you just owl it to your place, I'll pick it up there.
Ray'
Mione shook her head as she looked over all the flaws in logic Ray had made, openly naming people who ought not be named, and giving away vital information. What if she had opened this at the table? Then again, Ray did always have the best of luck.
Grabbing a piece of parchment she started to write back.
'Ray,
Never ever mention names and information so casually to me in your letters any more. You may not realize it but if I hadn't gotten your letter, when and how I did, a lot of people would be suffering for your carelessness.
Onto happier talk, I was thinking about my birthday, why don't you and Dora come out here, to hogworts I mean. I've been telling people that you and Dora go to a witching academy in America, so it would be safe. I know you both probably know enough about our world to not be strangely shocked by what you see.
How to get you out here, would be the problem, the castle is magicked so that no muggle can come near it. But I'm sure my friends and I could find away, we'll owl my home and tell you and Dora, once we figure out how, k?
Have a fun time until I see you!
Hermione'
And she gave the letter to the owl, telling it to take it to her parents. The owl nodded, as if understanding, and flew off.
Shaking her head, she got ready for the day.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco woke up in a similar fashion to Hermione, A white owl was scratching at the window to the seventh year slythrin boy's dorm. How they managed a window beat him but he forgot all things when her noticed Hedwig outside of the window.
'Shit.' He cursed. 'If any of the others see this, they'll start talking.' He opened the window and took the letter, the banished Hedwig saying that if a response were necessary, he would get it there, by other means.
Opening the letter, he noticed that it was from Potter.
'Malfoy,
I was just looking over the letter your sent in response to mine, over the summer. I just have a few questions.
First, on how well of speaking terms are you with Mione?
Second, Did anything odd happen to Mione over the summer?
Third, what in hell has happened to you? You used to be, well, a lot more sinister.
Fourth, Do you understand why Mione is not telling Ron and me things as of late?
I would highly appreciate if you could answer some of these, Malfoy. Take heed, I wouldn't ask you of all people, if I really couldn't find out any other way.
I also suggest a cease-fire between us, we can still insult each other in the halls, I know you have an image to maintain, however, I would not really like to ask you a civil question and get cursed in the process.
Oh well,
Harry.'
Draco then realized how much Potter was guessing at, and how much on target he was. Mione had to know. But so did Potter. The last thing they needed was Potter playing detective and figuring things out, then telling the entire population.
Though he hated to admit it, his old Pureblood ways kicking in, Potter was one damn good sleuth. Though just thinking that, and realizing it, showed how much he had changed.
Grabbing ink and Parchment Draco started his response.
'Potter,
It's really sweat how you care so much about that mudblood, it's touched me, so I think I'll comply with that cease-fire thing.
As for the questions, here are my answers,
My speaking terms? She's a Mudblood, need I say more? I do talk with her time to time, in a civilized manner, but that's for Tom's Sake not mine.
Anything odd? Tell me Potter, how would you react if I moved in next to you?
And me? Well, I'm the same loveable slythrin I always have been, just more mature, so anything I do isn't childish any more, possibly that's why you aren't noticing eh Potter?
As for this one, I have no idea, but tell me, or more think of this to yourself, either way. Have you done anything as of late, to make Granger fear for trust in you, or are you just being so thick minded that she might not see reason to talk with you? Granger may be Mudblood, but she's smart, possibly she just doesn't believe she could trust you.
And no Potter, I know nothing more, so don't bother me any more all right?
Draco Malfoy'
Reading it over, Draco made sure that it sounded as egoist and one minded as possible. Smiling he congratulated himself on a great fib.
Getting dressed in his robes, Draco went right up to the owlry to send the letter out, Draco hadn't marked the cover, except with a green slash, he prayed that potter had enough sense not to open it at the table.
*~*~*~*~*~
That night Draco and Hanna Walked into the head tower together, believing that the safety was needed.
Hermione was just finishing her Arithmacy homework when they walked in, she jumped up and gave Draco the letter from Ray. "You wont believe this!" she stated, and he took the letter, like he had just won it.
Once he was done reading, he shook his head, and didn't stop. "I don't believe it!" Setting the parchment down he flopped into his chair, still in disbelief. "My father, Death eater extraordinaire, just woke up one morning, changed his priorities, and moved back in next to muggles, my FATHER!"
"Really?" Hanna looked hopeful and Tom walked out of the shower.
"I heard father, so I presume we have a letter from Lucius?"
"No, Ray." Hermione amended. "She owled me asking when I'm coming out for my Birthday, and Told me that Draco's family moved back in."
"I see." He shrugged said a spell and was instantly in his robes. "Well, who knows, maybe he liked living there when he was nuts." And sat in his seat.
"I'm lost." Hanna raised her hands in defeat plopping in a chair as well.
The other three started to laugh, but when they saw her fuming they started to explain.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry Shut the curtains to his four-poster bed and spelled them for silence. He then grabbed a stuffed letter out of his pocket.
He knew that it was from Malfoy, No other person who ever owled him never wrote a name on the letter.
Opening it up, he read it, and then realized how dumb he was for asking Malfoy, of all people. Sure he had been decent that summer, but why did he expect a civilized response. Well, he got one that was more the 'fuck off potter' , but it still did him little good.
Harry fell back onto his pillows and thought.
Mione had changed.
Malfoy, was acting strange
Mione was avoiding him and Ron.
Mione was holding secrets from him.
Mione had a book to of which was locked with magic, that she didn't want him or Ron to see.
Mione was acting more civilized towards everyone but him and Ron.
Mione had gained herself an air of mystery.
And none of it made sense!
Frustrated, he did what he normally did when he couldn't think; he pulled out a piece of really old parchment and laid his wand on top whispering 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.'
Looking on the marauders map he glanced all over for Mione's Dot. Spotting it, he saw that she was with three other people.
Draco Malfoy from Slytherin
Tom from Ravenclaw
And Hanna Abott from Hufflepuff
'One from each house.' He mused. "Tell me a truth and I'll spin you a riddle." Slowly the map focused onto the room and little word bubbles protruded from each of the little dots.
' No really! I knocked him out, he went nuts and we moved in!' said the bubble from Malfoy.
'It was really funny, his parents invited Dora and Ray's families as well as mine over for dinner!' said Mione 'and they're muggles!'
All of them laughed. Harry shook his head. Tapping the paper, he muttered, "mischief managed."
What was wrong with him? He of all people should have more trust in her. Mentally cursing himself, he made a promise never ever to do that. He would never again risk the faith Mione had in him, no matter how little it was.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
AN:
First I have some things I need to answer for some of you.
Yes Slone you may use my prank ideas, just give me credit ok?
Then, rarachie, you may use my foursome idea in a story yes, however, don't make the story horrible ok? No insult to your works, but just in case, I want to be able to read it. I have read a few stories that have borrowed ideas, and they are not so good. So I just ask this of you, and of course, you give me credit, where credit is deserved, thanks.
Next, I would like to point out that yes I do know that five cards makes a flush, just work with me ok?
OK with that done Please everyone forgive me for having this up so late! Its finals, I'm sure you all understand the constant studying to get good grades at the last minute, perhaps making sure you don't flunk? Well yeah, I had no free time so forgive me!
I do hope that you all are enjoying this, the next chappie you'll love! I promise (since I have had it planned for god knows how long)
Remember to review!
(151 reviews can you believe it?)
Relena~
Friday September 5th
Hermione woke that morning to an owl scratching at her window, moaning, she stood up and opened it, letting in the barn owl that hung around her home.
Taking the letter and summoning water for it, she went and sat down on her bed.
She opened the muggle envelope by tearing it to get at the letter.
Unfolding the piece of paper, she scanned the signature and saw the Ray was writing her this time.
'Dear Mione,
Wow, I do hope this gets to you, I'm not all that trusting of letting an owl send you things, but your mum and dad said it was safe.
Things are great out here, but you realize that you have ten days to get your but out here right? You promised your seventeenth birthday to us, remember?
Oh yeah! Guess what? No, you wont believe this, but the Malfoy's moved back in! Isn't that wonderful? Mrs. Malfoy has Dora and me over everyday after school and we ask her questions, about wizarding stuff. She knows that we know. Mr. Malfoy helps us with essays and other homework, its wonderful! I thought that they had moved away for good, but Mr. Malfoy told us that he finally got his priorities straight, so they moved back.
Oh Draco would be happy to hear that wouldn't he?
Oh well, owl me back, though I'm not quite sure how my mum would handle having an owl fly into her kitchen, how about you just owl it to your place, I'll pick it up there.
Ray'
Mione shook her head as she looked over all the flaws in logic Ray had made, openly naming people who ought not be named, and giving away vital information. What if she had opened this at the table? Then again, Ray did always have the best of luck.
Grabbing a piece of parchment she started to write back.
'Ray,
Never ever mention names and information so casually to me in your letters any more. You may not realize it but if I hadn't gotten your letter, when and how I did, a lot of people would be suffering for your carelessness.
Onto happier talk, I was thinking about my birthday, why don't you and Dora come out here, to hogworts I mean. I've been telling people that you and Dora go to a witching academy in America, so it would be safe. I know you both probably know enough about our world to not be strangely shocked by what you see.
How to get you out here, would be the problem, the castle is magicked so that no muggle can come near it. But I'm sure my friends and I could find away, we'll owl my home and tell you and Dora, once we figure out how, k?
Have a fun time until I see you!
Hermione'
And she gave the letter to the owl, telling it to take it to her parents. The owl nodded, as if understanding, and flew off.
Shaking her head, she got ready for the day.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco woke up in a similar fashion to Hermione, A white owl was scratching at the window to the seventh year slythrin boy's dorm. How they managed a window beat him but he forgot all things when her noticed Hedwig outside of the window.
'Shit.' He cursed. 'If any of the others see this, they'll start talking.' He opened the window and took the letter, the banished Hedwig saying that if a response were necessary, he would get it there, by other means.
Opening the letter, he noticed that it was from Potter.
'Malfoy,
I was just looking over the letter your sent in response to mine, over the summer. I just have a few questions.
First, on how well of speaking terms are you with Mione?
Second, Did anything odd happen to Mione over the summer?
Third, what in hell has happened to you? You used to be, well, a lot more sinister.
Fourth, Do you understand why Mione is not telling Ron and me things as of late?
I would highly appreciate if you could answer some of these, Malfoy. Take heed, I wouldn't ask you of all people, if I really couldn't find out any other way.
I also suggest a cease-fire between us, we can still insult each other in the halls, I know you have an image to maintain, however, I would not really like to ask you a civil question and get cursed in the process.
Oh well,
Harry.'
Draco then realized how much Potter was guessing at, and how much on target he was. Mione had to know. But so did Potter. The last thing they needed was Potter playing detective and figuring things out, then telling the entire population.
Though he hated to admit it, his old Pureblood ways kicking in, Potter was one damn good sleuth. Though just thinking that, and realizing it, showed how much he had changed.
Grabbing ink and Parchment Draco started his response.
'Potter,
It's really sweat how you care so much about that mudblood, it's touched me, so I think I'll comply with that cease-fire thing.
As for the questions, here are my answers,
My speaking terms? She's a Mudblood, need I say more? I do talk with her time to time, in a civilized manner, but that's for Tom's Sake not mine.
Anything odd? Tell me Potter, how would you react if I moved in next to you?
And me? Well, I'm the same loveable slythrin I always have been, just more mature, so anything I do isn't childish any more, possibly that's why you aren't noticing eh Potter?
As for this one, I have no idea, but tell me, or more think of this to yourself, either way. Have you done anything as of late, to make Granger fear for trust in you, or are you just being so thick minded that she might not see reason to talk with you? Granger may be Mudblood, but she's smart, possibly she just doesn't believe she could trust you.
And no Potter, I know nothing more, so don't bother me any more all right?
Draco Malfoy'
Reading it over, Draco made sure that it sounded as egoist and one minded as possible. Smiling he congratulated himself on a great fib.
Getting dressed in his robes, Draco went right up to the owlry to send the letter out, Draco hadn't marked the cover, except with a green slash, he prayed that potter had enough sense not to open it at the table.
*~*~*~*~*~
That night Draco and Hanna Walked into the head tower together, believing that the safety was needed.
Hermione was just finishing her Arithmacy homework when they walked in, she jumped up and gave Draco the letter from Ray. "You wont believe this!" she stated, and he took the letter, like he had just won it.
Once he was done reading, he shook his head, and didn't stop. "I don't believe it!" Setting the parchment down he flopped into his chair, still in disbelief. "My father, Death eater extraordinaire, just woke up one morning, changed his priorities, and moved back in next to muggles, my FATHER!"
"Really?" Hanna looked hopeful and Tom walked out of the shower.
"I heard father, so I presume we have a letter from Lucius?"
"No, Ray." Hermione amended. "She owled me asking when I'm coming out for my Birthday, and Told me that Draco's family moved back in."
"I see." He shrugged said a spell and was instantly in his robes. "Well, who knows, maybe he liked living there when he was nuts." And sat in his seat.
"I'm lost." Hanna raised her hands in defeat plopping in a chair as well.
The other three started to laugh, but when they saw her fuming they started to explain.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry Shut the curtains to his four-poster bed and spelled them for silence. He then grabbed a stuffed letter out of his pocket.
He knew that it was from Malfoy, No other person who ever owled him never wrote a name on the letter.
Opening it up, he read it, and then realized how dumb he was for asking Malfoy, of all people. Sure he had been decent that summer, but why did he expect a civilized response. Well, he got one that was more the 'fuck off potter' , but it still did him little good.
Harry fell back onto his pillows and thought.
Mione had changed.
Malfoy, was acting strange
Mione was avoiding him and Ron.
Mione was holding secrets from him.
Mione had a book to of which was locked with magic, that she didn't want him or Ron to see.
Mione was acting more civilized towards everyone but him and Ron.
Mione had gained herself an air of mystery.
And none of it made sense!
Frustrated, he did what he normally did when he couldn't think; he pulled out a piece of really old parchment and laid his wand on top whispering 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.'
Looking on the marauders map he glanced all over for Mione's Dot. Spotting it, he saw that she was with three other people.
Draco Malfoy from Slytherin
Tom from Ravenclaw
And Hanna Abott from Hufflepuff
'One from each house.' He mused. "Tell me a truth and I'll spin you a riddle." Slowly the map focused onto the room and little word bubbles protruded from each of the little dots.
' No really! I knocked him out, he went nuts and we moved in!' said the bubble from Malfoy.
'It was really funny, his parents invited Dora and Ray's families as well as mine over for dinner!' said Mione 'and they're muggles!'
All of them laughed. Harry shook his head. Tapping the paper, he muttered, "mischief managed."
What was wrong with him? He of all people should have more trust in her. Mentally cursing himself, he made a promise never ever to do that. He would never again risk the faith Mione had in him, no matter how little it was.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
AN:
First I have some things I need to answer for some of you.
Yes Slone you may use my prank ideas, just give me credit ok?
Then, rarachie, you may use my foursome idea in a story yes, however, don't make the story horrible ok? No insult to your works, but just in case, I want to be able to read it. I have read a few stories that have borrowed ideas, and they are not so good. So I just ask this of you, and of course, you give me credit, where credit is deserved, thanks.
Next, I would like to point out that yes I do know that five cards makes a flush, just work with me ok?
OK with that done Please everyone forgive me for having this up so late! Its finals, I'm sure you all understand the constant studying to get good grades at the last minute, perhaps making sure you don't flunk? Well yeah, I had no free time so forgive me!
I do hope that you all are enjoying this, the next chappie you'll love! I promise (since I have had it planned for god knows how long)
Remember to review!
(151 reviews can you believe it?)
Relena~