S c r e a m f o r M e .
Author's Note: Here is a ten chapter story about the summer after year four when Harry, Ron, and Hermione spend their summer in America. In America, they are stalked and realize that someone is trying to murder them. This is a short chapter, but the next will be up tomorrow, I hope.
Chapter 6: And the rain pours.
As Harry read over the packet, Hermione quickly came in through the door. She said, "Hi, I need your help. I need to pick between two jobs, one at a newspaper, or, this other job." Her face tensed up. "Its one at a magical university working at the library. It's my dream job, but after that dream..."
"Hermione, it was just a dream. You shouldn't always believe your dreams, so take the job." Harry assured her, and her face went back to normal and she smiled.
"I guess your right, I'll write them now, how was your day?" Hermione asked.
"Great, I got a job as an assistant for Mr. Dumfree, head of the New York branch of the American Ministry." He responded.
"That's great, how did you get the job?" She asked.
"Dumbledore owled him and told him that I was here, so he owled me and asked me to meet him at his office." He said.
Just then, Ron stumbled through the door. "Hello mates!" He said. He seems to sound more and more like his brothers.
"Hello." Hermione said not looking up from her paper.
"I got the job after the interview, and I start tomorrow." He said happily.
"Well, I better start reading. I got this job at the ministry." Harry told Ron, and he thought he heard Ron mutter "Percy" under his breath. He went to the desk and opened the folder, and read.
Hermione opened the door and walked out, after saying, "I am going to go for a walk, I'll see you later." She walked down the stairs and opened the door to the world. She was thinking about her life, and how she had never experienced love. Not the type of love she had for Harry and Ron, she had never been in love. She needed some air, and she walked down to the park and went down to the water where she sat down. The air was warm and the sky was cloudy. Just how she liked it. It reminded her of herself, waiting for something, something to happen.
As she sat by the pond, people walked by her, and she kept on looking at the trees, and the sky that moved along. She sang quietly to herself and thought about her parents. She felt a drip, then a few more, and then it pored. As she was starting to get wet, and boy who was walking along the path ran over to her, and took his jacket off. He slipped it over her shoulder and said, "Here, the weather here is unpredictable."
"Thank you," she said, and then asked, "what's your name?" They were walking along the sidewalk and he opened the door to a coffee shop.
"Cyprus, Cyprus Blue." He said. Hermione thought his name was magical, and then he asked, "And what is your name?"
"Hermione Granger." She answered. The smell of coffee went through the room.
"Would you like a drink?" He asked.
"Sure, a latte sounds great." She said. They got their drinks, and they talked for over an hour. It turned out that he was a wizard, and he was from California, but his parents moved here when he was seven. When she was around him, she felt something different, something that she was missing before...
Author's Note: I know it was really short, but I felt this was a great place to stop. In the next chapter, Hermione will go on a date, we will learn more about the murderer, and some more horror will come. Once again, in the next chapter, I will let you suggest something. This chapter's "Suggestion Box" topic is... a murderers name. Just put it in your review, along with any questions and other suggestions. I would like to thank all of you who have reviewed so far, so please bare with me as I write the list of names;
Ferret w/ a fez, Emily, Circe, Orcapotter, Tes-Sama, Velocity Rising, HGW, Noname, and Kakia.
Well, that was short, so I hope you all will go and review now. The next chapter will be up most likely tomorrow, or on Thursday.