Chapter 3: Tinker, Tenor, Doctor, Spy
Harry Potter awoke to the sound of thunder and rain. "Thank God," Harry said softly under his breath. Now he wouldn't have to do any chores outside. Then he looked at the clock by his bed and groaned 2:00. Why had he woken up in the middle of the night? He was having the best sleep he'd had since he had returned to the Dursly's after his fourth and worst year at Hogwarts. He looked at the calendar and saw that today was his fifteenth birthday. Then he heard it. Tap, tap, tap. What the hell is that? Harry thought. Then he looked out the window and saw Hedwig, his owl. He opened the window and let her in. Hedwig nipped Harry's ear hard in anger and went to her cage, squawking indignantly. "Nice to see you too," Harry said to her sarcastically. He went over to his snowy owl and took the letter off her leg. He was surprised to see that it was from Hogwarts. They normally send their own owl's, Harry thought as he opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. Dear Mr. Potter,
We know you have been wanting to visit the Weasly's over the summer, but I'm afraid that will not be possible. I would like for you instead to stay at the Granger's. They have already approved and you should be receiving an owl with the information any time now. We are also pleased to inform you that you are a perfect and Quidditch captain. Enclosed is a list of school supplies and your perfects badge. See you September 1st at Platform 9 3/4. Until then, good-bye, and good luck.
Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore
Harry wondered why he couldn't go to the Burrow but could go to the Granger's. "Oh well," he thought. At least he could leave the Dursly's, and he was a perfect and Quidditch captain. Plus, Hermione was his best friend as well. Just as Dumbledore said, an owl swept through the window he stupidly forgot to close. The owl landed gently on his bed and held out its leg. "Hello, Janeway," Harry said as he took the note from Hermione's owl, which was named after the captain of the U.S.S Voyager, her role model and hero. Harry smiled and opened the letter.
Harry,
Guess what? We just got a letter from Dumbledore and he said you could stay over here. Isn't that great? Anyway we'll be coming to get you Friday at 9:00 a.m. if your aunt and uncle say its okay. Then we can go to Diagon Alley for our supplies. Hope you've done you're homework. See you Friday.
Love, Hermione P.S. I'm a perfect! P.S.S. I have something to tell you.
Harry smiled. It was no surprise to him that Hermione was a perfect, but he did wonder what she had to tell him that she couldn't say in a letter. He thought she might tell him that she had a crush on Ron. That would make Ron very happy. He decided to send this letter, along with his own little note. He sat down at his desk to write to Ron, too awake now to even think of sleep.
Ron,
I'm owling you a letter Hermione sent me. I think she has a crush on you. (See the P.S.S. on her note.) I'll also forgive you for forgetting my birthday. Are you going to meet us at Diagon Alley? It would be good to see you.
Harry
"Hedwig take this to Ron, please," Harry said. The owl just turned her beak up at him." Fine, Janeway would you take this letter to Ron? Give it to him first, I don't want Hermione to be mad at me the whole time I'm there, and then..." Harry quickly wrote to Hermione telling her he was sure the Dursly's wouldn't mind if he stayed at her house, then turned back to the owl," give Hermione this." Janeway nodded and flew off. Harry sighed and went back to bed. The rain had stopped and he was sure he'd have a long day of chores and work ahead of him.
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Sure enough the second he got up he was run ragged. He weeded the garden, painted the shed, fixed lunch, washed the dishes, then he went back outside to work on the roof. When he was finally done he went upstairs to cool off and saw Pig, Ron's owl. "Hey Pig. Settle down. SETTLE DOWN! Good, now please give me the letter." Pig held out his leg, and Harry took the letter, giving Pig a treat to keep him quite. He then opened the letter.
Harry
I was going to give you a present, but now I don't think I will. If you want to know why, look at Hermione's letter, I sent it back to you. She said LOVE, Hermione. She never puts 'love' on my letters. I hate you!
Your Ex- Bestfriend,
Ron
Harry was dumb founded. Hermione did not love him, did she? She was Hermione Granger, his best friend. He sent Ron a letter telling him he was being dumb and Hermione didn't love, love him she just loved him as a friend. As soon as he'd sent Pig off, Harry laid down to get some sleep. Besides, tomorrow was Friday and he could get this all settled. He doubted whether Hermione would tell him anything about her having a crush on Ron, but he'd find a way to get it out of her. At least he hoped he would.
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The morning came much too slowly for Harry. His uncle had said he could go to the Granger's, so he got up, showered, dressed, then got all his stuff ready and walked downstairs. It was almost nine and he couldn't wait to leave. He looked out the window and saw the Granger's pulling into the driveway. Five minutes early. So that's who Hermione got it from, Harry thought. He grabbed his trunk and ran out the door yelling good-bye to the Dursly's. Mr. Granger moved to help Harry load his trunk into the car, and then they drove away. "Hi Harry," Hermione said. Harry smiled and then cut to the chase, saying," Hi Hermione. You said in your letter that you wanted to tell me something."
"Oh, yes," she said, sounding disappointed, but going on and telling him anyway." Dumbledore sent me this with my perfects badge." She pulled out a small triangle shaped device. "What is it?" Harry asked." I don't know. Dumbledore told me it was from a kid who's an exchange student this year. I wanted to try and 'activate' it with you here. Should we try it?" "Yeah, let's see what this is," Harry said. "Great, we'll do it when we get to my house." After a while they finally arrived at the Granger's house. Harry and Hermione ran up the stairs to Hermione's room and looked at the device. There were small buttons on it, so Harry tried one and then fell back to floor in surprise." Please state the nature of the medical emergency," said the tall, bald man who had suddenly appeared in front of them. The man turned and looked at them." Who are you?" he said." This isn't my sickbay." Hermione spoke first, "Professor Dumbledore sent you to me." "Who? Oh, yes. You must be Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. I am Doctor Zimmerman, the EMH from the U.S.S Voyager." "But I thought the EMH from Voyager didn't have a name," Harry said. "What, don't I have the right to choose a name, or does my being a hologram make me unworthy?" "No, of course not. We were just wondering why you chose Zimmerman as your name,"Hermione clarified. "It was the name of my programmer. Now I have orders to give you a full inspection. Please hand me the key." Once he said this Hermione gave him a puzzled look. "What key?" The Doctor looked irritated," The key that was in your envelope." "Oh, yeah," Hermione said as she got up. She walked over to her desk and pulled open a drawer. She dug around inside until she found it. "This thing?"She inquired. The Doc took the "key" and approached the wall. He inserted it into the wall and pushed a few of the buttons on it. The wall shimmered and then dissappeared."A holographic image!"Hermione exclaimed. Inside were a number of Starfleet regulation medical equipment and a few weapons. He laid out all the medical equipment on one of the tables. "I've been workin' on the railroad, all the live long day. I've been workin' on the railroad, just to pass the time away," the doctor sang. Then realizing what he was doing, he said," Sorry about that. Well, anyway, let's get this over with." The Doctor pulled out his tricorder and began scanning Harry. Harry couldn't help but fidget as the scanner ran across his body. "Is this going to hurt?" Hermione giggled and entwined her hand in his." I thought Harry Potter didn't get scared." Harry's mind was racing. She's holding my hand! And she giggled! She never does that! Maybe she does 'like' me! "Harry are you okay?" Hermione asked." Harry?" "Mr. Potter, please calm down. The your pluse rate is elevated." Harry, remembering that the Doctor was still scanning him, snapped out of his trance." Sorry, I was just...uh... thinking." Hermione hit him playfully on the shoulder and, trying to sound mean, but failing miserably, said," Don't scare me like that. I was worried about you." She smiled at him and he smiled back weakly. " Kids, lunch is ready!" shouted Hermione's mom. "Come on Harry, let's get some food. Doctor do you want anything?" "I can't eat remember?" the Doctor replied. "Oh, yeah, sorry. We'll be back in a few minutes." "Take your time," the Doctor said smiling.
The two teenagers left and the Doctor walked around whistling. As soon as he was sure they were out of earshot he tapped his combadge. "Doctor to Admiral Baker, your plan worked. And, boy, do I have some information for you on our dear Mr. Potter."
Harry Potter awoke to the sound of thunder and rain. "Thank God," Harry said softly under his breath. Now he wouldn't have to do any chores outside. Then he looked at the clock by his bed and groaned 2:00. Why had he woken up in the middle of the night? He was having the best sleep he'd had since he had returned to the Dursly's after his fourth and worst year at Hogwarts. He looked at the calendar and saw that today was his fifteenth birthday. Then he heard it. Tap, tap, tap. What the hell is that? Harry thought. Then he looked out the window and saw Hedwig, his owl. He opened the window and let her in. Hedwig nipped Harry's ear hard in anger and went to her cage, squawking indignantly. "Nice to see you too," Harry said to her sarcastically. He went over to his snowy owl and took the letter off her leg. He was surprised to see that it was from Hogwarts. They normally send their own owl's, Harry thought as he opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. Dear Mr. Potter,
We know you have been wanting to visit the Weasly's over the summer, but I'm afraid that will not be possible. I would like for you instead to stay at the Granger's. They have already approved and you should be receiving an owl with the information any time now. We are also pleased to inform you that you are a perfect and Quidditch captain. Enclosed is a list of school supplies and your perfects badge. See you September 1st at Platform 9 3/4. Until then, good-bye, and good luck.
Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore
Harry wondered why he couldn't go to the Burrow but could go to the Granger's. "Oh well," he thought. At least he could leave the Dursly's, and he was a perfect and Quidditch captain. Plus, Hermione was his best friend as well. Just as Dumbledore said, an owl swept through the window he stupidly forgot to close. The owl landed gently on his bed and held out its leg. "Hello, Janeway," Harry said as he took the note from Hermione's owl, which was named after the captain of the U.S.S Voyager, her role model and hero. Harry smiled and opened the letter.
Harry,
Guess what? We just got a letter from Dumbledore and he said you could stay over here. Isn't that great? Anyway we'll be coming to get you Friday at 9:00 a.m. if your aunt and uncle say its okay. Then we can go to Diagon Alley for our supplies. Hope you've done you're homework. See you Friday.
Love, Hermione P.S. I'm a perfect! P.S.S. I have something to tell you.
Harry smiled. It was no surprise to him that Hermione was a perfect, but he did wonder what she had to tell him that she couldn't say in a letter. He thought she might tell him that she had a crush on Ron. That would make Ron very happy. He decided to send this letter, along with his own little note. He sat down at his desk to write to Ron, too awake now to even think of sleep.
Ron,
I'm owling you a letter Hermione sent me. I think she has a crush on you. (See the P.S.S. on her note.) I'll also forgive you for forgetting my birthday. Are you going to meet us at Diagon Alley? It would be good to see you.
Harry
"Hedwig take this to Ron, please," Harry said. The owl just turned her beak up at him." Fine, Janeway would you take this letter to Ron? Give it to him first, I don't want Hermione to be mad at me the whole time I'm there, and then..." Harry quickly wrote to Hermione telling her he was sure the Dursly's wouldn't mind if he stayed at her house, then turned back to the owl," give Hermione this." Janeway nodded and flew off. Harry sighed and went back to bed. The rain had stopped and he was sure he'd have a long day of chores and work ahead of him.
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Sure enough the second he got up he was run ragged. He weeded the garden, painted the shed, fixed lunch, washed the dishes, then he went back outside to work on the roof. When he was finally done he went upstairs to cool off and saw Pig, Ron's owl. "Hey Pig. Settle down. SETTLE DOWN! Good, now please give me the letter." Pig held out his leg, and Harry took the letter, giving Pig a treat to keep him quite. He then opened the letter.
Harry
I was going to give you a present, but now I don't think I will. If you want to know why, look at Hermione's letter, I sent it back to you. She said LOVE, Hermione. She never puts 'love' on my letters. I hate you!
Your Ex- Bestfriend,
Ron
Harry was dumb founded. Hermione did not love him, did she? She was Hermione Granger, his best friend. He sent Ron a letter telling him he was being dumb and Hermione didn't love, love him she just loved him as a friend. As soon as he'd sent Pig off, Harry laid down to get some sleep. Besides, tomorrow was Friday and he could get this all settled. He doubted whether Hermione would tell him anything about her having a crush on Ron, but he'd find a way to get it out of her. At least he hoped he would.
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The morning came much too slowly for Harry. His uncle had said he could go to the Granger's, so he got up, showered, dressed, then got all his stuff ready and walked downstairs. It was almost nine and he couldn't wait to leave. He looked out the window and saw the Granger's pulling into the driveway. Five minutes early. So that's who Hermione got it from, Harry thought. He grabbed his trunk and ran out the door yelling good-bye to the Dursly's. Mr. Granger moved to help Harry load his trunk into the car, and then they drove away. "Hi Harry," Hermione said. Harry smiled and then cut to the chase, saying," Hi Hermione. You said in your letter that you wanted to tell me something."
"Oh, yes," she said, sounding disappointed, but going on and telling him anyway." Dumbledore sent me this with my perfects badge." She pulled out a small triangle shaped device. "What is it?" Harry asked." I don't know. Dumbledore told me it was from a kid who's an exchange student this year. I wanted to try and 'activate' it with you here. Should we try it?" "Yeah, let's see what this is," Harry said. "Great, we'll do it when we get to my house." After a while they finally arrived at the Granger's house. Harry and Hermione ran up the stairs to Hermione's room and looked at the device. There were small buttons on it, so Harry tried one and then fell back to floor in surprise." Please state the nature of the medical emergency," said the tall, bald man who had suddenly appeared in front of them. The man turned and looked at them." Who are you?" he said." This isn't my sickbay." Hermione spoke first, "Professor Dumbledore sent you to me." "Who? Oh, yes. You must be Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. I am Doctor Zimmerman, the EMH from the U.S.S Voyager." "But I thought the EMH from Voyager didn't have a name," Harry said. "What, don't I have the right to choose a name, or does my being a hologram make me unworthy?" "No, of course not. We were just wondering why you chose Zimmerman as your name,"Hermione clarified. "It was the name of my programmer. Now I have orders to give you a full inspection. Please hand me the key." Once he said this Hermione gave him a puzzled look. "What key?" The Doctor looked irritated," The key that was in your envelope." "Oh, yeah," Hermione said as she got up. She walked over to her desk and pulled open a drawer. She dug around inside until she found it. "This thing?"She inquired. The Doc took the "key" and approached the wall. He inserted it into the wall and pushed a few of the buttons on it. The wall shimmered and then dissappeared."A holographic image!"Hermione exclaimed. Inside were a number of Starfleet regulation medical equipment and a few weapons. He laid out all the medical equipment on one of the tables. "I've been workin' on the railroad, all the live long day. I've been workin' on the railroad, just to pass the time away," the doctor sang. Then realizing what he was doing, he said," Sorry about that. Well, anyway, let's get this over with." The Doctor pulled out his tricorder and began scanning Harry. Harry couldn't help but fidget as the scanner ran across his body. "Is this going to hurt?" Hermione giggled and entwined her hand in his." I thought Harry Potter didn't get scared." Harry's mind was racing. She's holding my hand! And she giggled! She never does that! Maybe she does 'like' me! "Harry are you okay?" Hermione asked." Harry?" "Mr. Potter, please calm down. The your pluse rate is elevated." Harry, remembering that the Doctor was still scanning him, snapped out of his trance." Sorry, I was just...uh... thinking." Hermione hit him playfully on the shoulder and, trying to sound mean, but failing miserably, said," Don't scare me like that. I was worried about you." She smiled at him and he smiled back weakly. " Kids, lunch is ready!" shouted Hermione's mom. "Come on Harry, let's get some food. Doctor do you want anything?" "I can't eat remember?" the Doctor replied. "Oh, yeah, sorry. We'll be back in a few minutes." "Take your time," the Doctor said smiling.
The two teenagers left and the Doctor walked around whistling. As soon as he was sure they were out of earshot he tapped his combadge. "Doctor to Admiral Baker, your plan worked. And, boy, do I have some information for you on our dear Mr. Potter."