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these disclaimer things every chapter?
Return to Hogwarts
"Hermione, wake up! It's time for breakfast!" Mrs. Granger called up the stairs to her daughter.
"Be right down, Mom!" Hermione called back as she tried to figure out how to fit her copy of "Hogwarts, A History" into her already packed trunk. She was going to Platform 9 ¾ that afternoon to meet Harry. From there they would catch the train to Hogwarts to meet Professor Dumbledore. "Let's see, if I take these books out and put them in my backpack, then I can probably make this fit…yes, that works!" She said triumphantly as she managed to fit the large book into her trunk.
"Hermi! Come down and eat breakfast! We're not leaving 'till you eat, and if you don't hurry we'll be late!" Mr. Granger yelled.
"Coming, Dad!" Hermione called, grabbing Crookshanks and running out of her room and down the stairs. She ran into the kitchen, almost colliding with her mom who was leaving the room.
"Whoa, Hermi, slow down!" her mom said, quickly dodging out of the way. "You could hurt someone running like that. Like me, for example."
"Sorry mom. I guess I'm in a bit of a hurry."
"A bit? I think it's a little more than a bit," her dad said as he put a plate of pancakes on the table.
"Ok, so I'm in a big hurry." Hermione smiled as she put Crookshanks down and sat in her chair at the table and poured syrup on her pancakes. "But, hey, can you blame me?"
"No, Hermi, I guess we can't," her mom said, smiling. "Eat your breakfast and then we'll be on our way."
One hour later, though to Hermione it seemed more like one hundred, she stood at station 9 ¾, looking around anxiously for Harry. "Oh…where is he? What if the Dursleys wouldn't bring him?" She muttered to herself. "And why am I so worried?"
"Hermi! Over here!" a familiar voice called.
"Harry!" Without really thinking about what she was doing, she ran over and wrapped her friend in a hug. "What took you so long? I was worried that the Dursleys wouldn't bring you."
Harry grinned and hugged her back. "Well, they didn't want to, but I managed to convince them." He smiled slyly. "I just told them that they would be getting rid of me for at least a year. They jumped at the chance."
"Interesting solution, but, you know, whatever works!" Hermione said, grinning at him. "So, let's go. The train's all set to leave, we were just waiting for you."
They sat in what had been their usual spot and talked about things like what they had done since they were last together and what being an Auror might be like. This time, the few hours seemed very short, and they reached Hogwarts in what only seemed like a few minutes.
Professor Dumbledore met them as they got off the train. They walked through the grounds together, and soon reached the school entrance.
"Welcome back, you two. You will be staying in Gryffindor tower, just like when you came to school here the password is 'Dragonfire'. Go on up, and come down to the Great Hall for dinner. I'll explain everything then," Dumbledore told them.
They quickly dragged their trunks up to the tower, greeted the Fat Lady portrait, told her the password, and walked into the tower.
"Wow. Nothing's changed," Hermione muttered to herself.
"Well, Hermi, welcome home. Or, at least, to a temporary home," Harry said with a smile.
*Ok, that took a while. I know. First I had mid-term exams, then I went to Florida for New Years, and then I had writers block. Sorry. But, anyways. Thanks for reading, please review. Suggestions are welcome, though I may not use them all. Thanks to all those who did review my last chapter. Bye for now!
Return to Hogwarts
"Hermione, wake up! It's time for breakfast!" Mrs. Granger called up the stairs to her daughter.
"Be right down, Mom!" Hermione called back as she tried to figure out how to fit her copy of "Hogwarts, A History" into her already packed trunk. She was going to Platform 9 ¾ that afternoon to meet Harry. From there they would catch the train to Hogwarts to meet Professor Dumbledore. "Let's see, if I take these books out and put them in my backpack, then I can probably make this fit…yes, that works!" She said triumphantly as she managed to fit the large book into her trunk.
"Hermi! Come down and eat breakfast! We're not leaving 'till you eat, and if you don't hurry we'll be late!" Mr. Granger yelled.
"Coming, Dad!" Hermione called, grabbing Crookshanks and running out of her room and down the stairs. She ran into the kitchen, almost colliding with her mom who was leaving the room.
"Whoa, Hermi, slow down!" her mom said, quickly dodging out of the way. "You could hurt someone running like that. Like me, for example."
"Sorry mom. I guess I'm in a bit of a hurry."
"A bit? I think it's a little more than a bit," her dad said as he put a plate of pancakes on the table.
"Ok, so I'm in a big hurry." Hermione smiled as she put Crookshanks down and sat in her chair at the table and poured syrup on her pancakes. "But, hey, can you blame me?"
"No, Hermi, I guess we can't," her mom said, smiling. "Eat your breakfast and then we'll be on our way."
One hour later, though to Hermione it seemed more like one hundred, she stood at station 9 ¾, looking around anxiously for Harry. "Oh…where is he? What if the Dursleys wouldn't bring him?" She muttered to herself. "And why am I so worried?"
"Hermi! Over here!" a familiar voice called.
"Harry!" Without really thinking about what she was doing, she ran over and wrapped her friend in a hug. "What took you so long? I was worried that the Dursleys wouldn't bring you."
Harry grinned and hugged her back. "Well, they didn't want to, but I managed to convince them." He smiled slyly. "I just told them that they would be getting rid of me for at least a year. They jumped at the chance."
"Interesting solution, but, you know, whatever works!" Hermione said, grinning at him. "So, let's go. The train's all set to leave, we were just waiting for you."
They sat in what had been their usual spot and talked about things like what they had done since they were last together and what being an Auror might be like. This time, the few hours seemed very short, and they reached Hogwarts in what only seemed like a few minutes.
Professor Dumbledore met them as they got off the train. They walked through the grounds together, and soon reached the school entrance.
"Welcome back, you two. You will be staying in Gryffindor tower, just like when you came to school here the password is 'Dragonfire'. Go on up, and come down to the Great Hall for dinner. I'll explain everything then," Dumbledore told them.
They quickly dragged their trunks up to the tower, greeted the Fat Lady portrait, told her the password, and walked into the tower.
"Wow. Nothing's changed," Hermione muttered to herself.
"Well, Hermi, welcome home. Or, at least, to a temporary home," Harry said with a smile.
*Ok, that took a while. I know. First I had mid-term exams, then I went to Florida for New Years, and then I had writers block. Sorry. But, anyways. Thanks for reading, please review. Suggestions are welcome, though I may not use them all. Thanks to all those who did review my last chapter. Bye for now!
