Why Me?
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, I only own the story line, and even that I'm not proud of.~sniffles~
************************************* Harry and Ron spent the rest of the summer quite happily, and they didn't dwell on the absence of Hermione. They did "boy" things all summer, and although they were no longer the 12-year old children they once were, they still acted like it.
On the day before they were due to arrive at Hogwarts, the burrow was in the usual state of confusion it always was on the eve of "going back to the mill," as Charlie once so poetically put it(a/n-very cheesy I know but keep on reading). Everyone had tripped on the stairs at least twice, and since Mrs. Weasely was in bed with the flu, everyone was starving. They had refused to eat the food Ron had tried to cook and, in a huff, he stomped up the stairs and tripped over Hedwig's, and now he was lying in bed with a sprained ankle, and an injured ego. Harry, the good friend that he was, packed the rest of Rons stuff and was completely prepared at about 10:00 at night, which was when he plopped down on his make-shift bed and was asleep in less than 5 minutes.
After about a half-hour of deep sleep, Harry was woken up by the sound of an owl pecking at the window, he reached for his glasses and while putting them on, opened the window and broke the seal on the letter.
It was from Hermione and read:
Dear Harry,
I have decided that being a witch was not for me. I have decided to become a muggle and forget all the magic I have ever learned. I'm sure you are surprised and you will try to persuade me to reconsider, but it will not work. DO NOT try to come and force me to change my mind
Give my regards to Ron.
Love forever, Hermione
Harry was too tired to actually read the letter though and he let the letter float down to the ground, while he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
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Hermione was at the moment, sleeping also. She had not consciously written that letter, and had no idea that it had been sent.
The past few days had been torture and she did not want to think about it. That was why she had spent A LOT of time sleeping. Her mother had been rude to her, and called her names. She had been locked in her room, much like Harry had been in the past.
Her mother had basically threatened her and now she couldn't go to school, Hermione had no idea what had happened to her free-spirited parent. Hermione didn't waste time thinking about why all this had happened, she just wanted to escape, and she had a plan, all she had to do was get help from the outside and then she would be safe at Hogwarts. Away from her now lunatic mother who, as Hermione reckoned, was being controlled by you-know- who.
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scary?I highly doubt you think so...please please review, its boring so far- but I promise it will get better(only if you review it will take only a few seconds to make my day!!!!!!!! Please????????
Please review-I'm begging...which is pretty pitiful...~sniffle~
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, I only own the story line, and even that I'm not proud of.~sniffles~
************************************* Harry and Ron spent the rest of the summer quite happily, and they didn't dwell on the absence of Hermione. They did "boy" things all summer, and although they were no longer the 12-year old children they once were, they still acted like it.
On the day before they were due to arrive at Hogwarts, the burrow was in the usual state of confusion it always was on the eve of "going back to the mill," as Charlie once so poetically put it(a/n-very cheesy I know but keep on reading). Everyone had tripped on the stairs at least twice, and since Mrs. Weasely was in bed with the flu, everyone was starving. They had refused to eat the food Ron had tried to cook and, in a huff, he stomped up the stairs and tripped over Hedwig's, and now he was lying in bed with a sprained ankle, and an injured ego. Harry, the good friend that he was, packed the rest of Rons stuff and was completely prepared at about 10:00 at night, which was when he plopped down on his make-shift bed and was asleep in less than 5 minutes.
After about a half-hour of deep sleep, Harry was woken up by the sound of an owl pecking at the window, he reached for his glasses and while putting them on, opened the window and broke the seal on the letter.
It was from Hermione and read:
Dear Harry,
I have decided that being a witch was not for me. I have decided to become a muggle and forget all the magic I have ever learned. I'm sure you are surprised and you will try to persuade me to reconsider, but it will not work. DO NOT try to come and force me to change my mind
Give my regards to Ron.
Love forever, Hermione
Harry was too tired to actually read the letter though and he let the letter float down to the ground, while he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
***********
Hermione was at the moment, sleeping also. She had not consciously written that letter, and had no idea that it had been sent.
The past few days had been torture and she did not want to think about it. That was why she had spent A LOT of time sleeping. Her mother had been rude to her, and called her names. She had been locked in her room, much like Harry had been in the past.
Her mother had basically threatened her and now she couldn't go to school, Hermione had no idea what had happened to her free-spirited parent. Hermione didn't waste time thinking about why all this had happened, she just wanted to escape, and she had a plan, all she had to do was get help from the outside and then she would be safe at Hogwarts. Away from her now lunatic mother who, as Hermione reckoned, was being controlled by you-know- who.
**************************************************************** mwo,wawaha,mwhoahahaha,
scary?I highly doubt you think so...please please review, its boring so far- but I promise it will get better(only if you review it will take only a few seconds to make my day!!!!!!!! Please????????
Please review-I'm begging...which is pretty pitiful...~sniffle~