Disclaimer: JK Rowling is God, I am just somone leaching off her work to fuel my own creative urges. She owns all of these characters.
A conversation between Ron and Hermione. It's 4:30 in the afternoon:
Ron: Hey. Nice classroom *Ron looks around inspecting his surroundings*
Hermione: Hey! Ron! *She is very suprised, and they hug briefly* You shouldn't have Apparated here- somone might have seen you.
R: I KNOW you've living as a muggle now- I'm not stupid, I was careful. Of course why you chose AMERICA- and why you wanted to be a muggle school teacher I'll never understand...
H: *Hermione sighs* Why are you here- to insult my profession? I get enough of that from my parents. They want me to come home again. And frankly I-
R: *Ron puts his hand up to quiet her* Just SHH for a minute ok? Have you read the Daily Prophet recently?
H: Now where would I get the Dai-
R: You-Know-Who's been captured Hermione.
H: Oh God! *She bursts into hysterical tears- Ron looks uncomfortable* Ohmygosh I'msorelieved where'sharry
I'msureheknows though. *She blubbers all over Ron, who hands her a tissue*
R: Hermione-
H: I'm so glad they got that evil- *Snizzle*
R: Hermi-
H: ...wretched *Sniffle*
R: Ok just listen for a sec-
H: putrid...diabolical..*Snarfle*
R: Woman get a hold on your self!!!
H: THAT SON OF A (CENSORED) KILLED HAGRID! *A fellow teacher walks by the classroom, glances through the window in the door in shock, and hurries away.*
R: No he didn't... *Ron furrows his brow in confusion*...Hagrid isn't dead... he's in St. Veronica's Nursing Home for Magical Beings....
H: Oh. *Hermione cocks her head to the side* Who died then?
R: Would you like a list of names?
H: Oh...no, sorry...What were you saying?
R: *He eyes to her to make sure there wont be anymore interruptions* I was going to SAY....that You-Know-WHO says he's Harry's real father.
H: *She looks at Ron, letting it sink in. She then bursts out laughing.* Well isn't that ironic! *Snorts and falls into a another fit of uncontrollable laughing*
R: *Ron shakes his head angrily* It's not funny! Harry is very upset!
H: *She is shaking with laughter* Y-yes it is-s. A-all this t...TIME, he's thought the loony was trying to kill him... *Her words started to drift off at the end, as laughing took over.* He was probably just trying to give him a-a-a-A HUG!!!!! *Hermione shrieks with laughter at the thought*
R: This is unbelievable Hermione! You don't know what this...confession-whatever you want to call it, has done to people in our world? If perfect Lily Potter could have a child with the slimiest bastard on the planet...Well let's just say everyone is a lot less trusting of their spouses...
H: *Hermione slowly regains control* How is Angelina? *She smiles brightly and begins to draw on the chalk board absently*
R: Probably furious at me for coming to see you. She's a bit caught up in the hype too...
H: Ohh...*Nods in understanding. She is drawing a giant squid* and, why are you here exactly?
R: *He takes a deep breath* Harry is missing. No one can find him.
H: Oh. Well. As long as You-Know-Who is in Azkaban what's the danger? He's probably just out clearing his mind. *With this Hermione makes weird gestures around her head with her hands, as if to furthur her arguement*
R: Well first off, Harry has no wand. Parvati- *Herminone wrinkles her nose in distaste and Ron gives her a LOOK* Parvati said it's still on his bedside table. He's unarmedm and out in a world full of people who HATE - that's not even a strong enough word - his father. He's distraught, and no one knows what he might do.
H: Well honestly Ron,-
R: *Ron interrupts her* He's was hiding up in his attic for days. He wouldn't eat and he wouldn't let his wife in to talk to him. She asked me to try and when I got there, he was nowhere to be found...and there were heaps upon heaps of unraveled yarn. I don't which Parvati is more upset about, her missing husband or the disheveled attic he left her to clean.
H: Did somone report to the Ministry that he's missing?
R: Naturally. But they said where ever he went, he used an untrace-able spell.
H: Why are you telling me this? What can I do?
R: You can help me look for him.
H: *She shakes her head in disbelief* Nah... I can't just PICK up, and leave my JOB to go find some old SCHOOL friend who I haven't spoken to and who hasn't spoken to ME, in 10 years...
R: Why not? He's our FRIEND.
H: Because, *She tries not to pout* he ran off with Parvati instead of me. I STILL think she bewitched him...
R: Oh Hermione *He looks sympathetic*...I'll get you a cookie if you help me. Please? I know you're worried about him too.
H: ...
R: *Ron grins widely like a jack-o-lantern, trying be persuasive*
H: *She speaks slowly* What...KIND of cookie?
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An owl from Angelina to Parvati:
Parvati,
I'm feeling terrible about your ordeal - Ron told me about the attic - such a pity! Right now he's off visiting the one who lives like a muggle - Harriet? Oh well, I never liked her. I'm guessing with Harry gone missing, we won't be having our annual Tri-Family Picnic. Well I suppose Dierdre Longbottom is relived, it WAS her turn to host it.
It's quite handy being related to the Minister of Magic. Percy keeps us updated on all the happenings with You-Know-Who. We might even be allowed to see the Kissing! It's all very exciting...although not for you I suppose. Keep me posted about Harry, and if there's anything at all I can do, just owl. Oh but next Friday I won't be home. Alicia Spinnet and I are going to a bachelorette party for Ginny. And the following week, I'm on holiday in France for a month...but anytime BEFORE that, really feel free to ask for anything.
Yours truly,
Angelina
A conversation between Ron and Hermione. It's 4:30 in the afternoon:
Ron: Hey. Nice classroom *Ron looks around inspecting his surroundings*
Hermione: Hey! Ron! *She is very suprised, and they hug briefly* You shouldn't have Apparated here- somone might have seen you.
R: I KNOW you've living as a muggle now- I'm not stupid, I was careful. Of course why you chose AMERICA- and why you wanted to be a muggle school teacher I'll never understand...
H: *Hermione sighs* Why are you here- to insult my profession? I get enough of that from my parents. They want me to come home again. And frankly I-
R: *Ron puts his hand up to quiet her* Just SHH for a minute ok? Have you read the Daily Prophet recently?
H: Now where would I get the Dai-
R: You-Know-Who's been captured Hermione.
H: Oh God! *She bursts into hysterical tears- Ron looks uncomfortable* Ohmygosh I'msorelieved where'sharry
I'msureheknows though. *She blubbers all over Ron, who hands her a tissue*
R: Hermione-
H: I'm so glad they got that evil- *Snizzle*
R: Hermi-
H: ...wretched *Sniffle*
R: Ok just listen for a sec-
H: putrid...diabolical..*Snarfle*
R: Woman get a hold on your self!!!
H: THAT SON OF A (CENSORED) KILLED HAGRID! *A fellow teacher walks by the classroom, glances through the window in the door in shock, and hurries away.*
R: No he didn't... *Ron furrows his brow in confusion*...Hagrid isn't dead... he's in St. Veronica's Nursing Home for Magical Beings....
H: Oh. *Hermione cocks her head to the side* Who died then?
R: Would you like a list of names?
H: Oh...no, sorry...What were you saying?
R: *He eyes to her to make sure there wont be anymore interruptions* I was going to SAY....that You-Know-WHO says he's Harry's real father.
H: *She looks at Ron, letting it sink in. She then bursts out laughing.* Well isn't that ironic! *Snorts and falls into a another fit of uncontrollable laughing*
R: *Ron shakes his head angrily* It's not funny! Harry is very upset!
H: *She is shaking with laughter* Y-yes it is-s. A-all this t...TIME, he's thought the loony was trying to kill him... *Her words started to drift off at the end, as laughing took over.* He was probably just trying to give him a-a-a-A HUG!!!!! *Hermione shrieks with laughter at the thought*
R: This is unbelievable Hermione! You don't know what this...confession-whatever you want to call it, has done to people in our world? If perfect Lily Potter could have a child with the slimiest bastard on the planet...Well let's just say everyone is a lot less trusting of their spouses...
H: *Hermione slowly regains control* How is Angelina? *She smiles brightly and begins to draw on the chalk board absently*
R: Probably furious at me for coming to see you. She's a bit caught up in the hype too...
H: Ohh...*Nods in understanding. She is drawing a giant squid* and, why are you here exactly?
R: *He takes a deep breath* Harry is missing. No one can find him.
H: Oh. Well. As long as You-Know-Who is in Azkaban what's the danger? He's probably just out clearing his mind. *With this Hermione makes weird gestures around her head with her hands, as if to furthur her arguement*
R: Well first off, Harry has no wand. Parvati- *Herminone wrinkles her nose in distaste and Ron gives her a LOOK* Parvati said it's still on his bedside table. He's unarmedm and out in a world full of people who HATE - that's not even a strong enough word - his father. He's distraught, and no one knows what he might do.
H: Well honestly Ron,-
R: *Ron interrupts her* He's was hiding up in his attic for days. He wouldn't eat and he wouldn't let his wife in to talk to him. She asked me to try and when I got there, he was nowhere to be found...and there were heaps upon heaps of unraveled yarn. I don't which Parvati is more upset about, her missing husband or the disheveled attic he left her to clean.
H: Did somone report to the Ministry that he's missing?
R: Naturally. But they said where ever he went, he used an untrace-able spell.
H: Why are you telling me this? What can I do?
R: You can help me look for him.
H: *She shakes her head in disbelief* Nah... I can't just PICK up, and leave my JOB to go find some old SCHOOL friend who I haven't spoken to and who hasn't spoken to ME, in 10 years...
R: Why not? He's our FRIEND.
H: Because, *She tries not to pout* he ran off with Parvati instead of me. I STILL think she bewitched him...
R: Oh Hermione *He looks sympathetic*...I'll get you a cookie if you help me. Please? I know you're worried about him too.
H: ...
R: *Ron grins widely like a jack-o-lantern, trying be persuasive*
H: *She speaks slowly* What...KIND of cookie?
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An owl from Angelina to Parvati:
Parvati,
I'm feeling terrible about your ordeal - Ron told me about the attic - such a pity! Right now he's off visiting the one who lives like a muggle - Harriet? Oh well, I never liked her. I'm guessing with Harry gone missing, we won't be having our annual Tri-Family Picnic. Well I suppose Dierdre Longbottom is relived, it WAS her turn to host it.
It's quite handy being related to the Minister of Magic. Percy keeps us updated on all the happenings with You-Know-Who. We might even be allowed to see the Kissing! It's all very exciting...although not for you I suppose. Keep me posted about Harry, and if there's anything at all I can do, just owl. Oh but next Friday I won't be home. Alicia Spinnet and I are going to a bachelorette party for Ginny. And the following week, I'm on holiday in France for a month...but anytime BEFORE that, really feel free to ask for anything.
Yours truly,
Angelina