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Hermione Sat on her bed reading "Hogwarts a History". It wasn't very strange to see her by herself at this time seeing as how there was only one day left until Hermione would go back to Hogwarts and see her friends Ron and Harry. The room was fairly quiet, (well as quiet as it could be seeing as how she lived near a muggle town and all the muggles there seem to have loud speakers attached to their throats.) but animated. All over Hermione's walls sat hundreds of posters of different witches and wizards, the biggest being that of Head Master Dumbledore. Dumbledore is the headmaster at Hogwarts, and has been said to be the best. Hermione always admired Dumbledore ever since she first met him on her first year at Hogwarts. It was quite a pity that the only time she ever really spoke to Dumbledor was when she and her friends got into trouble. Hermione was typically a good student and followed the rules to a fault, but her encounter with Harry Potter quickly ended that. "Hermione, did you finish packing? We are leaving for the Hogwarts express at 9 am, you won't have anytime to finish packing in the morning". Her mother said in a way irritated. "I finished a long time ago mums, I just have to get my robes in order." "Well hurry up dear, I'd hate to see you miss the train. By the way, have you sent Harry's presents?" Said Mrs. Granger. "I would hate to see that poor child receive nothing from his best friend the day of his birthday". "Mother, I sent Harry his present a long time ago, besides Hedwig wouldn't have stood for it if I didn't send Harry his gift. He came to my window 5 weeks ago and wouldn't leave until I gave him a parcel for Harry." Said Hermione. "It almost makes me sad seeing how loyal Hedwig is, you wouldn't see Malfoy's owl take to him that kindly. I suppose evil has a way of just repelling all that is good." "Now Hermione, everyone has good in them somewhere. Just because Malfoy prefers to disguise his goodness, does not mean He doesn't have it in him". Said Mrs. Granger in a matter of fact. "Well mums if that's true, Draco has one good disguise. I heard Malfoy made his own mother cry even before he came out of the womb", Said Hermione. "Now Hermione, said. Mrs. Granger with an angry tone, you of all people I would suspect to know that one should not base his life on rumors, and rumors alone" "But." "Finish packing Hermione," said Mrs. Granger cutting her off. "We have to get up early tomorrow in order to catch the train" Hermione's mother stormed out of the room leaving Hermione ton her thought. "How could I have been so stupid?" Hermione Wispered, as she fell back into bed even more critical of herself then she had been as few minutes ago. Just then a bang came from her bedroom window, it was Hedwig, and he was carrying a letter. Hemione rushed to the window and opened it to let Hedwig in. She untied the string holding up the letter and read the label. It was from the improper use of Magic comity.
Hermione Sat on her bed reading "Hogwarts a History". It wasn't very strange to see her by herself at this time seeing as how there was only one day left until Hermione would go back to Hogwarts and see her friends Ron and Harry. The room was fairly quiet, (well as quiet as it could be seeing as how she lived near a muggle town and all the muggles there seem to have loud speakers attached to their throats.) but animated. All over Hermione's walls sat hundreds of posters of different witches and wizards, the biggest being that of Head Master Dumbledore. Dumbledore is the headmaster at Hogwarts, and has been said to be the best. Hermione always admired Dumbledore ever since she first met him on her first year at Hogwarts. It was quite a pity that the only time she ever really spoke to Dumbledor was when she and her friends got into trouble. Hermione was typically a good student and followed the rules to a fault, but her encounter with Harry Potter quickly ended that. "Hermione, did you finish packing? We are leaving for the Hogwarts express at 9 am, you won't have anytime to finish packing in the morning". Her mother said in a way irritated. "I finished a long time ago mums, I just have to get my robes in order." "Well hurry up dear, I'd hate to see you miss the train. By the way, have you sent Harry's presents?" Said Mrs. Granger. "I would hate to see that poor child receive nothing from his best friend the day of his birthday". "Mother, I sent Harry his present a long time ago, besides Hedwig wouldn't have stood for it if I didn't send Harry his gift. He came to my window 5 weeks ago and wouldn't leave until I gave him a parcel for Harry." Said Hermione. "It almost makes me sad seeing how loyal Hedwig is, you wouldn't see Malfoy's owl take to him that kindly. I suppose evil has a way of just repelling all that is good." "Now Hermione, everyone has good in them somewhere. Just because Malfoy prefers to disguise his goodness, does not mean He doesn't have it in him". Said Mrs. Granger in a matter of fact. "Well mums if that's true, Draco has one good disguise. I heard Malfoy made his own mother cry even before he came out of the womb", Said Hermione. "Now Hermione, said. Mrs. Granger with an angry tone, you of all people I would suspect to know that one should not base his life on rumors, and rumors alone" "But." "Finish packing Hermione," said Mrs. Granger cutting her off. "We have to get up early tomorrow in order to catch the train" Hermione's mother stormed out of the room leaving Hermione ton her thought. "How could I have been so stupid?" Hermione Wispered, as she fell back into bed even more critical of herself then she had been as few minutes ago. Just then a bang came from her bedroom window, it was Hedwig, and he was carrying a letter. Hemione rushed to the window and opened it to let Hedwig in. She untied the string holding up the letter and read the label. It was from the improper use of Magic comity.