Notes: Curse you! I mean I heart my beta reader.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter will be my slave!.wait.dangit.J.K Rowlings owns them. There goes my Christmas!
Rating: PG.just to be sure
Hermione stepped out of the car and saw the familiar house with the white picket fence. She sighed and went to the back of the car to retrieve her trunk. Crookshanks lazily followed behind her. Lugging the trunk up the stairs Hermione collapsed onto the bed. Starring up at the pale white ceiling Hermione became lost in a daydream. Soon her mother was calling her down for dinner.
" Have you finished unpacking yet?" her father asked as she sat down at the old oak dinner table in the kitchen.
" Almost. After dinner I'm going to get started on my homework. I should be finished with it in a couple of days."
" Glad to hear it." Her father announced proudly. She smiled at him weakly as her mother sat the plate down in front of her. " Madeline this is delicious. Is it a new recipe?"
" Yes, dear I borrowed it from a friend. Do you have any plans for the summer Hermione? Will you be visiting any friends?" Madeline asked her daughter. She was always hoping Hermione would find something else to do besides homework, but her husband always seemed to be very pleased with Hermione. That was the way things had worked since Hermione had moved in at the age of seven. They had lost a daughter and she had lost her parents. The orphanage had called it a perfect match. As far as Madeline could tell it was.
" No, mother. Not really. I'm just planning to study or read."
" Well, alright dear. If you insist." The rest of the conversation was between Rodger and Madeline while Hermione silently picked at her dinner.
" May I be excused?" she asked almost a half an hour later.
" Yes dear. Don't forget to put your plate in the dishwasher." Madeline answered before continuing with her conversation. Hermione complied with the response and then headed upstairs back to her bedroom. A white and brown owl sat on her bay window waiting patiently for someone to retrieve the letter tied to her foot.
" Hey girl, what's your name?" Hermione asked in a soft voice as she untied the letter. The owl hooted a reply and Hermione smiled. " Well, Violet would you like a treat?" The owl hooted again and Hermione laughed. " Alright then. I'll just be a second." Hermione sat down at her desk, turned on her lamp, and unfolded the parchment.
Dear Hermione, I know over the years we haven't really gotten to know each other even though we are in the same house. I also know that Pavarti and I have acted very childish towards you especially this past year while you were with Victor. I haven written you to apologize and ask for you forgiveness. Hopefully we may become friends and life at Hogwarts will be a little easier. You may be wondering why I have even taken into consideration asking you to become a friend. This year after Cedric died I felt horrible because I had never taken the time to get to know him and we saw each other every day. It got me thinking that if the same thing were to happen to you would I feel just as guilty? And the answer was yes. I realized I had been biased because you were different from me. I had never talked to or associated with anyone who took school as seriously as you. Then you befriended Harry and Ron and I always heard all about your adventures together at the end of the school year and I realized you couldn't be that much different from me. The only difference I see is that we have our priorities in a different order. I now know that that's okay and again I would like to ask you for forgiveness. Pavarti also agrees with me. We hope you will be able to join us and Ginny this weekend for a "Girl's Weekend". Sincerely,
Lavender Brown
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes as she read the heart filled letter. She quickly wrote her response and tied the letter to Violet's leg. After the owl was out of sight Hermione started on her homework so she would have it all done. She stayed up late into the night finishing both her Potions and Charms essays. It was two thirty a.m. before she sleepily crawled into bed. Snuggling under her soft down comforter she quickly fell asleep.
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When she finally woke up around noon Violet was sitting on her desk once again waiting patiently. " Hello, Violet. Back so soon?" Hermione giggled as the owl hooted. She climbed out of bed and stretched. She untied the note attached to Violet's leg and began to read it.
Dear Hermione, I'm so happy to hear that you'll be coming to stay with Lavender, Pavarti and I. It'll give us a chance to get to know each other better. I'm already here if you couldn't tell yet and Lavender has an absolutely fabulous house. See you Friday afternoon. Ginny
Hermione smiled to herself as she got dressed. She threw on a pair of faded blue jean shorts and her BBMak t-shirt. Hermione practically skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab herself some breakfast and Violet a treat. Violet fluttered out the window after receiving her treat. After finishing her breakfast Hermione decided she would finish her homework today so she would be free to go off for the weekend.
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The week couldn't have passed fast enough for Hermione. The four girls corresponded via Violet and on Friday morning she arrived with a note plus a small pouch of floo powder. On the kitchen table from her mother telling her to have fun and be safe. At exactly 11:30 a.m. Hermione was on her way to Lavender's house.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter will be my slave!.wait.dangit.J.K Rowlings owns them. There goes my Christmas!
Rating: PG.just to be sure
Hermione stepped out of the car and saw the familiar house with the white picket fence. She sighed and went to the back of the car to retrieve her trunk. Crookshanks lazily followed behind her. Lugging the trunk up the stairs Hermione collapsed onto the bed. Starring up at the pale white ceiling Hermione became lost in a daydream. Soon her mother was calling her down for dinner.
" Have you finished unpacking yet?" her father asked as she sat down at the old oak dinner table in the kitchen.
" Almost. After dinner I'm going to get started on my homework. I should be finished with it in a couple of days."
" Glad to hear it." Her father announced proudly. She smiled at him weakly as her mother sat the plate down in front of her. " Madeline this is delicious. Is it a new recipe?"
" Yes, dear I borrowed it from a friend. Do you have any plans for the summer Hermione? Will you be visiting any friends?" Madeline asked her daughter. She was always hoping Hermione would find something else to do besides homework, but her husband always seemed to be very pleased with Hermione. That was the way things had worked since Hermione had moved in at the age of seven. They had lost a daughter and she had lost her parents. The orphanage had called it a perfect match. As far as Madeline could tell it was.
" No, mother. Not really. I'm just planning to study or read."
" Well, alright dear. If you insist." The rest of the conversation was between Rodger and Madeline while Hermione silently picked at her dinner.
" May I be excused?" she asked almost a half an hour later.
" Yes dear. Don't forget to put your plate in the dishwasher." Madeline answered before continuing with her conversation. Hermione complied with the response and then headed upstairs back to her bedroom. A white and brown owl sat on her bay window waiting patiently for someone to retrieve the letter tied to her foot.
" Hey girl, what's your name?" Hermione asked in a soft voice as she untied the letter. The owl hooted a reply and Hermione smiled. " Well, Violet would you like a treat?" The owl hooted again and Hermione laughed. " Alright then. I'll just be a second." Hermione sat down at her desk, turned on her lamp, and unfolded the parchment.
Dear Hermione, I know over the years we haven't really gotten to know each other even though we are in the same house. I also know that Pavarti and I have acted very childish towards you especially this past year while you were with Victor. I haven written you to apologize and ask for you forgiveness. Hopefully we may become friends and life at Hogwarts will be a little easier. You may be wondering why I have even taken into consideration asking you to become a friend. This year after Cedric died I felt horrible because I had never taken the time to get to know him and we saw each other every day. It got me thinking that if the same thing were to happen to you would I feel just as guilty? And the answer was yes. I realized I had been biased because you were different from me. I had never talked to or associated with anyone who took school as seriously as you. Then you befriended Harry and Ron and I always heard all about your adventures together at the end of the school year and I realized you couldn't be that much different from me. The only difference I see is that we have our priorities in a different order. I now know that that's okay and again I would like to ask you for forgiveness. Pavarti also agrees with me. We hope you will be able to join us and Ginny this weekend for a "Girl's Weekend". Sincerely,
Lavender Brown
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes as she read the heart filled letter. She quickly wrote her response and tied the letter to Violet's leg. After the owl was out of sight Hermione started on her homework so she would have it all done. She stayed up late into the night finishing both her Potions and Charms essays. It was two thirty a.m. before she sleepily crawled into bed. Snuggling under her soft down comforter she quickly fell asleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When she finally woke up around noon Violet was sitting on her desk once again waiting patiently. " Hello, Violet. Back so soon?" Hermione giggled as the owl hooted. She climbed out of bed and stretched. She untied the note attached to Violet's leg and began to read it.
Dear Hermione, I'm so happy to hear that you'll be coming to stay with Lavender, Pavarti and I. It'll give us a chance to get to know each other better. I'm already here if you couldn't tell yet and Lavender has an absolutely fabulous house. See you Friday afternoon. Ginny
Hermione smiled to herself as she got dressed. She threw on a pair of faded blue jean shorts and her BBMak t-shirt. Hermione practically skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen to grab herself some breakfast and Violet a treat. Violet fluttered out the window after receiving her treat. After finishing her breakfast Hermione decided she would finish her homework today so she would be free to go off for the weekend.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The week couldn't have passed fast enough for Hermione. The four girls corresponded via Violet and on Friday morning she arrived with a note plus a small pouch of floo powder. On the kitchen table from her mother telling her to have fun and be safe. At exactly 11:30 a.m. Hermione was on her way to Lavender's house.