Disclaimer: Please R/R!!!
Summer had begun, and so far, life for Hermione had been slow and boring. She missed her adventuress friends, Ron and Harry and their magical school of Hogwarts. As soon as school had ended she was ready for it to start again.
Walking downstairs for breakfast, Hermione heard her mother talking on the phone. Thinking that it was probably a patient of her mothers, she helped herself to a piece of toast and the glass of orange juice that was waiting for her.
'Hmm." Hermione thought. 'What should I do today? Should I read and then sit around doing nothing or sit around doing nothing and then read?' Feeling that this was going to be a very slow day, she chewed a little slower and listened to her mother's telephone conversation.
"Oh Sue," Mrs. Granger said sympathetically into the phone. "I'm really sorry. Do you need anything? Money?"
There was a pause.
Hermione wondered who her mother was talking to. It obviously wasn't a patient because her mom had offered to give money. It had to be a friend or family member. Her mother continued talking.
"Well, what if Hermione and I came and stayed with you for awhile? A week or two?"
Another pause.
Hermione was becoming even more curious at hearing her name mentioned.
"No," her mother continued to the phone. "Your know what? We're going to come. Yes, and don't worry about a thing, everything will be ok. what about Sunday? Ok, I'll get flight information. Yes, uh-huh. Ok, Sue. I'll talk to you later. Yep, love you too. Ok, bye." She hung up the phone.
"What was that about?" Hermione asked right away.
Mrs. Granger sat down at the table and began buttering a slice of toast.
"Well, Aunt Sue lost her job and is having some difficulties, so. I told her that we would come and stay with her."
Sue Harris was Hermione's favorite aunt. She lived in Chicago, Illinois in the U.S. Hermione had visited her a few times in America but her aunt usually came to see them. She felt really bad that her Aunt Sue lost her job. After all, she did have two kids to support because her husband had died a few years back.
"So, Hermione, would you like to go? It would only be for a week or so. Two tops." "Sure Mum! I'd love to go. Sunday, is it that we're leaving?
"Yes."
"Great! Alright, I'm going to go start packing." With that she stuffed the rest of the toast into her mouth and raced upstairs.
She reached her closet and started pulling out clothes and throwing them on her bed. As she threw a sweater, it knocked a picture off her nightstand. She went over and bent down to pick it up. A smile suddenly lit up her face. The picture she was holding was a picture that Colin Creevey took of Harry, Ron and Hermione on the quidditch field. Oh, she missed them. All of a sudden, an idea hit her.
"Mum!" she yelled down the stairs.
"Yes?" her mother yelled back.
"Can I invite Harry and Ron to come along with us? I mean, Brandon and Becky are our ages. We would all get along and I'm sure Harry is bored out of his mind. Please?"
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Oh. alright. I guess Brandon would like to hang around with other boys. Sure, why not? Go ahead and write them and say that we will pick them up on Sunday at 9:00 in the morning. Actually. see if they would like to sleepover here on Saturday night. It would be easier to get to the airport."
"Oh thank you Mum!"
Hermione skipped all the way back to her room. As she was getting out two pieces of parchment, a tapping sound came from the window. Hedwig was at her window. Smiling, Hermione let her in. Hedwig fluttered over to her arm.
"You're such a smart owl, Hedwig. How did you know that I would need you?"
Hermione put Hedwig down on her bed and wrote the letters to Ron and Harry. Finishing quite quickly, she tied them to Hedwig's leg and kissed her goodbye as she fluttered out of the window.
Hermione exhaled and laid down on her bed. She turned and looked at the picture of her and her friends and she smiled. Her summer was beginning to turn out better than she had thought.
Summer had begun, and so far, life for Hermione had been slow and boring. She missed her adventuress friends, Ron and Harry and their magical school of Hogwarts. As soon as school had ended she was ready for it to start again.
Walking downstairs for breakfast, Hermione heard her mother talking on the phone. Thinking that it was probably a patient of her mothers, she helped herself to a piece of toast and the glass of orange juice that was waiting for her.
'Hmm." Hermione thought. 'What should I do today? Should I read and then sit around doing nothing or sit around doing nothing and then read?' Feeling that this was going to be a very slow day, she chewed a little slower and listened to her mother's telephone conversation.
"Oh Sue," Mrs. Granger said sympathetically into the phone. "I'm really sorry. Do you need anything? Money?"
There was a pause.
Hermione wondered who her mother was talking to. It obviously wasn't a patient because her mom had offered to give money. It had to be a friend or family member. Her mother continued talking.
"Well, what if Hermione and I came and stayed with you for awhile? A week or two?"
Another pause.
Hermione was becoming even more curious at hearing her name mentioned.
"No," her mother continued to the phone. "Your know what? We're going to come. Yes, and don't worry about a thing, everything will be ok. what about Sunday? Ok, I'll get flight information. Yes, uh-huh. Ok, Sue. I'll talk to you later. Yep, love you too. Ok, bye." She hung up the phone.
"What was that about?" Hermione asked right away.
Mrs. Granger sat down at the table and began buttering a slice of toast.
"Well, Aunt Sue lost her job and is having some difficulties, so. I told her that we would come and stay with her."
Sue Harris was Hermione's favorite aunt. She lived in Chicago, Illinois in the U.S. Hermione had visited her a few times in America but her aunt usually came to see them. She felt really bad that her Aunt Sue lost her job. After all, she did have two kids to support because her husband had died a few years back.
"So, Hermione, would you like to go? It would only be for a week or so. Two tops." "Sure Mum! I'd love to go. Sunday, is it that we're leaving?
"Yes."
"Great! Alright, I'm going to go start packing." With that she stuffed the rest of the toast into her mouth and raced upstairs.
She reached her closet and started pulling out clothes and throwing them on her bed. As she threw a sweater, it knocked a picture off her nightstand. She went over and bent down to pick it up. A smile suddenly lit up her face. The picture she was holding was a picture that Colin Creevey took of Harry, Ron and Hermione on the quidditch field. Oh, she missed them. All of a sudden, an idea hit her.
"Mum!" she yelled down the stairs.
"Yes?" her mother yelled back.
"Can I invite Harry and Ron to come along with us? I mean, Brandon and Becky are our ages. We would all get along and I'm sure Harry is bored out of his mind. Please?"
There was silence for a few seconds.
"Oh. alright. I guess Brandon would like to hang around with other boys. Sure, why not? Go ahead and write them and say that we will pick them up on Sunday at 9:00 in the morning. Actually. see if they would like to sleepover here on Saturday night. It would be easier to get to the airport."
"Oh thank you Mum!"
Hermione skipped all the way back to her room. As she was getting out two pieces of parchment, a tapping sound came from the window. Hedwig was at her window. Smiling, Hermione let her in. Hedwig fluttered over to her arm.
"You're such a smart owl, Hedwig. How did you know that I would need you?"
Hermione put Hedwig down on her bed and wrote the letters to Ron and Harry. Finishing quite quickly, she tied them to Hedwig's leg and kissed her goodbye as she fluttered out of the window.
Hermione exhaled and laid down on her bed. She turned and looked at the picture of her and her friends and she smiled. Her summer was beginning to turn out better than she had thought.