Harry was really bored. It was only the first week of the summer
holidays and already he thought he wouldn't make it back to Hogwarts. He'd
been hoping for an owl from his friends, but none of them wrote to him, not
even Sirius. He was just about to take out his Broom Servicing Kit to
polish his Firebolt when a brown owl flew in from the window and dropped an
envelope on Harry's lap. Harry jumped up and immediately ripped open the
envelope. Finally, he thought. A letter from somebody. Wonder who it is?
Harry immediately got his answer when he unfolded the letter, and this was what it said:
Dear Harry,
Hi! I guess from the neat handwriting you can tell it's from me, Hermione. You're right if you did guess me! Anyway, I know you're really bored right now, and I have just been wondering, do you think you would want to come and stay at my house for the rest of the holidays? I know it's a bit early, but I know you're really bored right now, so I don't think you'll mind, will you? I already asked Mom and Dad for permission, and they said you can come here as for long as you want! So? How about it? Maybe you should ask your aunt and uncle, but I don't think they'll mind, since they hate you so much. Anyway, if they agree to let you stay, my house is on Hummine Street. It's the big white house with a big garden in front. You won't miss it. Please send a reply to me immediately. You can use my owl (if it isn't already gone. It's really used to flying around outside, so it hates being in a house).
Love from,
Hermione
Harry chuckled. He knew what Hermione meant. Right away, the owl started flying towards the window, but not until Harry caught him and immediately scribbled an answer on a piece of parchment:
Hermione,
I didn't ask the Dursleys yet, but don't worry, I'm sure I can convince them. Especially since I'm going to threaten to kill them with Sirius. Just kidding! I'll come to your house tomorrow okay? I hope that's not too early because I have to stay at least until after today at the Dursleys. I see what you mean about your owl. Maybe you shouldn't let her out too much now.
Harry
He folded the parchment and tucked it between the owl's legs and then let go. The owl flew off and was soon out of sight. Harry smiled. Now that he didn't have to stay at the Dursleys for so long, he didn't want to polish his broomstick anymore. Instead, he took out his remaining Divination homework and started working on it, following the chart from his Divination book. After a while, Harry was getting really tired with the homework, so he found a way to make it more fun. Harry started making up terrible things happening to him in the future and was soon finished.
"Supper!" Aunt Petunia called.
Harry came downstairs and rushed through his supper. He ignored Uncle Vernon complaining about him acting like a pig, and went upstairs to his room again. Since he was done his homework, now Harry had nothing to do. After a long time lying on his bed, Harry fell asleep.
The next morning, Harry woke up, feeling excited. He had never been to Hermione's house before, and also he didn't ask Uncle Vernon yet. When Harry went down to eat breakfast, he said, to Uncle Vernon, "My friend, Hermione is inviting me to stay at her house for the rest of the holidays, so you wouldn't have to put up with me and…"
"You want to ask me for permission to stay there," finished Uncle Vernon.
"Exactly," said Harry. "But can you drive me there too? Because I don't know where Hummine Street is."
"All right," Uncle Vernon snapped. "Don't think I'm doing you a favour, boy. I just want you out of this house for the rest of the holidays so I won't have to put up with you."
"Say it whichever way you want," said Harry happily. He ran upstairs to his room and hurriedly stuffed all his things in his trunk. When he was finished, he carried his trunk downstairs and waited for Uncle Vernon.
"Okay, boy, you better make sure you're really going to stay there for the whole summer," snarled Uncle Vernon, as he began to get in the car. "Because I won't let you in the house until next summer."
After almost half an hour, Harry arrived at Hummine street and dragged his trunk along the street, looking for a white house with a large garden. Then he saw it. At the end of the street was a white house with plenty of flowers in the front yard. He hurried to it and knocked on the door.
A pretty girl with long chestnut hair opened it. She was wearing a white T-shirt with blue shorts. On her feet were white sandals. She smiled at Harry.
"You're here finally," she said. "Thought you're never going to come. Come in!"
Harry gasped. "Hermione!" he said.
Okay, I didn't know how to end it, so I just ended it that way. Do you like it? Please review! If I get up to at least 10 reviews, I'll continue writing the next chapter!
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Harry immediately got his answer when he unfolded the letter, and this was what it said:
Dear Harry,
Hi! I guess from the neat handwriting you can tell it's from me, Hermione. You're right if you did guess me! Anyway, I know you're really bored right now, and I have just been wondering, do you think you would want to come and stay at my house for the rest of the holidays? I know it's a bit early, but I know you're really bored right now, so I don't think you'll mind, will you? I already asked Mom and Dad for permission, and they said you can come here as for long as you want! So? How about it? Maybe you should ask your aunt and uncle, but I don't think they'll mind, since they hate you so much. Anyway, if they agree to let you stay, my house is on Hummine Street. It's the big white house with a big garden in front. You won't miss it. Please send a reply to me immediately. You can use my owl (if it isn't already gone. It's really used to flying around outside, so it hates being in a house).
Love from,
Hermione
Harry chuckled. He knew what Hermione meant. Right away, the owl started flying towards the window, but not until Harry caught him and immediately scribbled an answer on a piece of parchment:
Hermione,
I didn't ask the Dursleys yet, but don't worry, I'm sure I can convince them. Especially since I'm going to threaten to kill them with Sirius. Just kidding! I'll come to your house tomorrow okay? I hope that's not too early because I have to stay at least until after today at the Dursleys. I see what you mean about your owl. Maybe you shouldn't let her out too much now.
Harry
He folded the parchment and tucked it between the owl's legs and then let go. The owl flew off and was soon out of sight. Harry smiled. Now that he didn't have to stay at the Dursleys for so long, he didn't want to polish his broomstick anymore. Instead, he took out his remaining Divination homework and started working on it, following the chart from his Divination book. After a while, Harry was getting really tired with the homework, so he found a way to make it more fun. Harry started making up terrible things happening to him in the future and was soon finished.
"Supper!" Aunt Petunia called.
Harry came downstairs and rushed through his supper. He ignored Uncle Vernon complaining about him acting like a pig, and went upstairs to his room again. Since he was done his homework, now Harry had nothing to do. After a long time lying on his bed, Harry fell asleep.
The next morning, Harry woke up, feeling excited. He had never been to Hermione's house before, and also he didn't ask Uncle Vernon yet. When Harry went down to eat breakfast, he said, to Uncle Vernon, "My friend, Hermione is inviting me to stay at her house for the rest of the holidays, so you wouldn't have to put up with me and…"
"You want to ask me for permission to stay there," finished Uncle Vernon.
"Exactly," said Harry. "But can you drive me there too? Because I don't know where Hummine Street is."
"All right," Uncle Vernon snapped. "Don't think I'm doing you a favour, boy. I just want you out of this house for the rest of the holidays so I won't have to put up with you."
"Say it whichever way you want," said Harry happily. He ran upstairs to his room and hurriedly stuffed all his things in his trunk. When he was finished, he carried his trunk downstairs and waited for Uncle Vernon.
"Okay, boy, you better make sure you're really going to stay there for the whole summer," snarled Uncle Vernon, as he began to get in the car. "Because I won't let you in the house until next summer."
After almost half an hour, Harry arrived at Hummine street and dragged his trunk along the street, looking for a white house with a large garden. Then he saw it. At the end of the street was a white house with plenty of flowers in the front yard. He hurried to it and knocked on the door.
A pretty girl with long chestnut hair opened it. She was wearing a white T-shirt with blue shorts. On her feet were white sandals. She smiled at Harry.
"You're here finally," she said. "Thought you're never going to come. Come in!"
Harry gasped. "Hermione!" he said.
Okay, I didn't know how to end it, so I just ended it that way. Do you like it? Please review! If I get up to at least 10 reviews, I'll continue writing the next chapter!
I hope this is good, because this is my first fanfiction for Harry Potter! Review and continue reading!
