A/N: Hey everybody! This is a really short chapter, but it was just at the place to stop. I also didn't feel like going through and adding on because I just took exams and I am worn out! The third chapter is a lot longer though.
Harry and Ron were sitting outside when Pig got back. The owl managed to circle around their heads several times before Ron caught him. Harry watched as Ron tried to look calm while opening the letter.
"What does it say?"
"She said she could, and asked if she should come over the day after next."
"You're really not a good actor, you know?"
"What?"
"I can tell that you're glad Hermione's coming."
"Well of course I am, Harry! She's our friend you know."
"O.K. Ron."
The boys stared at each other for a while before racing up to the house. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen making lunch when they found her. They were about to ask her about when Hermione should come over when Fred and George came barging in with rumbling stomachs. Sometime in between bites of chicken sandwiches Ron managed to ask about Hermione coming over. Immediately Fred and George started batting their eyelashes at each other and making sappy comments in high voices.
"Be quiet you two! Don't make fun of your brother."
"Sorry Mum." said Fred and George simultaneously.
"Besides, I don't think Ron's love life is of an concern to you."
"Mum! I don't have a love life!" Fred, George, and Harry started to laugh. "You know what I meant! Hermione and I are just friends." Ron blushed profusely.
"I'm sorry dear. Anyways, you can pick her up by floo the day after next. I'll get your Father to put her fireplace on the network for then."
"All right. Thanks Mum."
The next day Hermione was once again awoken by Pig tapping on her window. She jumped out of bed, read the letter, and began to pack…even though it was only 7 o'clock.
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