When Hermione Meets The Internet.
Hermione looked ominously at the letter she held in her trembling hands. She stood up and leant against the palm tree. 'Why?' she asked herself, 'I didn't ask for this! I didn't ask to become a witch; I didn't want to meet the Weasleys, or Harry Potter, I didn't ask for this!' Hermione stomped out of the garden.
As she stormed up the stairs to her bedroom, then stopped on the second landing near Fred's bedroom. "Fred? " She edged over to his room, slowly and carefully she opened Fred's bedroom door. What she saw and heard would stay with her for life.
Fred was on the phone talking tearfully to someone. "I hate him! I wish he would die! He has ruined my life!" Fred cried down the phone, Hermione had to edge nearer, to try and figure out whom he was talking to. "But, there is something else, I haven't told Hermione, and I hope you haven't either." Fred's voice started to shake. "Ron, if Hermione finds out that-that Percy did that to George!" Fred broke down into tears. "I hate him Ron! I hate him so much! If I could meet him now, I'd kill him with my bare hands!" Fred sounded so menacing, Hermione had to leave, and find out what Fred meant. What did Percy do to George other then kill him?
"Oh no!" She gasped, dreading the worst. She ran down to the study.
In the study there was a selection of videos; old new, dusty and the frequently used. She found a video, of about nine years old. 'The Silence of the Lambs.' Starring Anthony Hopkins. Hermione slipped it into the VCR, and watched the cannibalistic horror film come together.
"Percy is a cannibal." Hermione left the room to be sick in the bathroom.
*
Every time Hermione looked at Fred, he looked terrible. His eyes where hollow and pale. She had to tell him what she thought, dreading the worst.
"Fred." Hermione grabbed his shoulder when they were leaving the dinner table. He looked own to her, his face fallen.
"Yeah, what?" Fred groaned.
"I know what Percy did." Hermione whispered, solemnly.
"I knew you would, you're way to brainy." Fred started to shake. "I- I don't know what to do! What sort of dignity is he gonna have?" Tears started to roll down Fred's ashen face.
"Oh Fred!" Hermione flung her arms around him, and hugged him tightly. "Don't worry!"
"I try not to."
Author's note,
It took me a whole month to write this, and it isn't even
that good!
Well I'll have a bit of time to write the finale for this during Easter break, but I have exams in May SATs! L But I'll try not to fail Maths, like last time….
Disclaimer: You know what stuff belongs to
the supernatural being who bares the name Joanne Kathleen Rowling. But the story is mine, and all the extras
belong to God.