Second Chance - Chapter 3
A/N: Well - I got the 8 reviews that I asked for - thanks - so here's the next part of the story - I still have no idea as to where this story should go...any ideas?
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Hermione opened her bedroom door, stepped inside and turned on her bedside lamp. She turned to her desk and started shifting around heavy books to look for some spare parchment and a quill. As she moved her Arithmancy textbook, she made a mental note to finish her last piece of homework (A/N: her character is still the same). Finally after a long search, Hermione found her stack of spare parchment. She grabbed the nearest quill and bottle of ink; and plopped down on her bed. However, she had barely written a word when a loud hooting noise distracted her. Three owls, ranging from a snowy white to a miniscule brown to a handsome tawny were fighting above her head, each wanting to be the first in line to deliver it's letter. Hermione recognised the first two as Harry and Ron's respectively - she guessed that the last one belonged to Hogwarts.
Hermione relieved all three owls' of their burdens (at the same time so none of them would think that she was unfair) and let Hedwig, the snowy and Pig, the tiny brown one sit on her bed while she read all the letters. The Hogwarts owl, after making sure that he had delivered its letter to the right person, soared back out the window. Hermione stared at the numerous pieces of parchment. The big blotted paper belonged to Harry, the untidy scrawl Hagrid's, the professional thick envelope with green handwriting was stamped with the Hogwarts seal and last but not the least a large cream envelope - bearing Ron's hurried writing.
Hastily, Hermione tore open Harry's letter - it was a short note written hurriedly.
Dear Mione,
Hope your holidays are going good. Mine have been perfect - when you compare them to the previous ones. Its great living with Sirius - finally I can do what I want and have a real family (even though its only two of us). I went to pick up my stuff from the Dursley's yesterday. Dudley probably lost 5kg's through sweating head to toe (great for his "diet") wondering whether Sirius was going to kill him.
Anyway, I'm going to Ron's tomorrow - he invited you and me ( have you gotten your letter yet?) over till September 1st. See you there
Harry
Hermione smiled. Harry was finally happy with his godfather - it was what her and Ron had wanted ever since they realised that Sirius was completely innocent. Next she opened Ron's envelope - a piece of paper, a photo and a smaller envelope fell out onto her lap. She straighted out the paper and read the familiar, messy handwriting.
Dear Herm,
I haven't heard from you throughout the summer and I was pretty worried (even though I know the reason). If you haven't torn this into miniscule pieces already and are still reading...keep it up because I want to confess. How about we just forget what happened and keep on going on like before? I'm sorry..to say the least, I was acting like a prick (there I said it!). Why don't you come over for the rest of the holidays? Harry's arriving today - I meant to ask you sooner but - you know
Reply via Pig
Ron
Hermione put the letter down and stared at nothing in particular. Sure, it was better that they had put the incident behind them but...
"Let's just forget what happened ok?" The phrase revolved around Hermione's head, leading her to think about...
Hermione shook her head and picked up the photo. It showed Draco Malfoy - running around in circles (literally); squashed between people, with a look of pure terror on his pale, pointed face. Hermione supposed Ron had taken it just before they had left the Slytherin common room. Smiling, she flipped the photo over. Ron had written;
Herm, I've made about 200 copies of this already and I plan to make more. By the time the first week of school is over, every single student in the school will own a copy.
Wanna help Harry and me hand them out Ms. Prefect?
Ron
Laughing heartily, Hermione picked up the last of Pig's parcels. An envelope, on which she noticed Ginny's neat handwriting met her eyes. Confused, she opened it up slowly. Out came a letter written in small cursive handwriting. Hermione smoothed it out and read;
Dear Hermione,
Hey! How are your holidays going? I'll get straight to the point because you are probobly really confused. Has Ron invited you over yet? If he hasn't them come over on my invitation because we need you here pronto.
Here's the thing: you know after Ron did what he did on the last day of school? (don't ask how I know - let's just say Ron trusts his little sister a lot. I know his every secret and I mean EVERY secret.)
Even though he's going to make up excuses for it, I just want you to know that what he did was not an accident. He meant it ok? Believe it or not, Ron has liked yu since 3rd year and when you slapped Draco Malfoy, it just got beyond that. That's why he acted like such a jerk when Victor Krum asked you to the Yull Ball. Anyway, my point is that I'm getting really sick of "Hermione this and Hermione that" (no offence). I know I shouldn't go around blabbing Ron's secrets to you but I reckon you've got the right to know.
Miss you heaps
Ginny
Hermione put down the letter with a strange expression on her face, oblivious of the fact that Pig and Hedwig were staring daggers at Buckbeak - jealous of her comfy cage.
"So Ron likes me..." she whispered to no one in particular,"just like, I like...him"
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A/N: I made Ginny sound a bit mean..Im sorry i didnt mean to..i like Ginny.
Any guesses what's next? Ok..5 reviews to post up the next part..arent I slow?
I would appreciate it if you helped me move the story along.
c ya
