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Chapter Two
(*~Regular POV~*)
Mrs. Weasley bustled into the kitchen and exclaimed, "Hermione , darling, its good to see you! George, help Hermione take her things to Ginny's room." George, being the gentleman he was, carried all of Hermione's things upstairs. "Hey Hermione, you want to the old treehouse since Ron and Dad went to go get Harry some clothes." "OK."
(*~Hermione's POV~*)
I pondered for a moment whether or not I should go gallivanting off with a very cute boy, HELL YEAH!!! So I said "OK." "But what about dinner?" I asked. George said, "We'll just take some sandwiches with us. If it's OK with you?" "That's fine." I replied. "Well I'll ask Mum to make um'" he said. "MUM!" "WHAT?!?! George?" "Could you make us some sandwiches? I'm gonna show Hermione the old tree house. K" "OK, George be done in a minute. 'What kind?" replied Mrs.Weasly. "Oh, Mum I don't care!" George whined. "Fine, what kind would you like Hermione?" said Mrs.Weasly. "Oh, um what ever George is havin." I said. After we got the sandwiches George took me outside and told me to follow him. I did and we went through a huge field and, I guessed in the middle of the field, was a really old, tall tree. At the top was a rustic looking tree house. George said, " Well, Here's the place!" I said, " Well, uh it's neat looking." "I know it's amazing isn't it." He said. We climbed up the ladder and walked in. The floor creaked under our weight. Then all of the sudden the door snapped shut with a loud BANG!
We know you don't like cliffies, but we just had to do it.
Chapter Two
(*~Regular POV~*)
Mrs. Weasley bustled into the kitchen and exclaimed, "Hermione , darling, its good to see you! George, help Hermione take her things to Ginny's room." George, being the gentleman he was, carried all of Hermione's things upstairs. "Hey Hermione, you want to the old treehouse since Ron and Dad went to go get Harry some clothes." "OK."
(*~Hermione's POV~*)
I pondered for a moment whether or not I should go gallivanting off with a very cute boy, HELL YEAH!!! So I said "OK." "But what about dinner?" I asked. George said, "We'll just take some sandwiches with us. If it's OK with you?" "That's fine." I replied. "Well I'll ask Mum to make um'" he said. "MUM!" "WHAT?!?! George?" "Could you make us some sandwiches? I'm gonna show Hermione the old tree house. K" "OK, George be done in a minute. 'What kind?" replied Mrs.Weasly. "Oh, Mum I don't care!" George whined. "Fine, what kind would you like Hermione?" said Mrs.Weasly. "Oh, um what ever George is havin." I said. After we got the sandwiches George took me outside and told me to follow him. I did and we went through a huge field and, I guessed in the middle of the field, was a really old, tall tree. At the top was a rustic looking tree house. George said, " Well, Here's the place!" I said, " Well, uh it's neat looking." "I know it's amazing isn't it." He said. We climbed up the ladder and walked in. The floor creaked under our weight. Then all of the sudden the door snapped shut with a loud BANG!
We know you don't like cliffies, but we just had to do it.