Hermione's Decision
Author's Note: I do not, and will never, own Harry Potter. (I WISH!
I call Harry! hehehee) If you think that I do you need your head checked
out!
Hermione was sitting at her desk when suddenly she heard irregular tapping on her window, she looked up in puzzlement. What she saw was two owls, which were exact opposites of one another.
One was large, patient, strong, and had a dark brown color to him. The other was very small, hyperactive, and was a very pale brown color, indeed. Hermione recognized the large one as being Viktor's, and she smiled when she saw Pig. Hermione quickly went to open the window.
Pig, being the overly excited owl that he is, was bouncing everywhere. He dropped the letter at Hermione's feet and she bent down to pick it up. Opening the letter she recognized Ron's handwriting and read:
Dear Hermione,
How's your summer been? Here, life is as always, Fred and George are trying
to get Weasley Wizard Wheezes going again. And like normal Mum found out,
you'd think they'd learn.
Hermione laughed, the twins had plenty of ambition, and plenty of courage to try to start that up again, right under Mrs. Weasley's nose. Definitely Gryffindors, she thought.
So,
keeping with this new tradition... do you want to spend the rest of the
summer with us? I'm going to ask Harry to stay too. That is once Pig gets
back with your response.
Love,
Ron
Hermione smiled again, of course she wanted to go to Ron's. As she sat down to write a response a loud hoot came from behind her. Hermione turned to see Viktor's owl look highly offended that she hadn't read the letter that he was carrying.
"Well I suppose I should relieve you of your burden."
She took the letter from the owl, she was still unsure of it's name, Viktor never mentioned it. Hermione opened the letter and after reading it her heart fell.
Dearest Hermione,
I
hope that I find you well and that your summer has been enjoyable. Seeing
how there is no Quidditch practice this month, I would be honored if you
would come stay with us. My Mother is already looking forward to seeing
you again. She too fell in love with you at first sight. I will see you
soon.
Love,
Viktor
Hermione didn't know what to do. Ron was her best friend, and Viktor was, well, he was the 18 year old international Quidditch star that liked her. But the question was did she like him in the same way? Sure, she thought, he was a great Quidditch player, the only one she thought that was better was Harry, but maybe she was biased about that, she'd known Harry so much longer. And of course she had been scared when Viktor got hit in the head by a bludger in the World Cup two months ago, but who wasn't.
But Ron, was Ron. There wasn't much more that she could say about her best friend. Besides that she knew that she'd do anything for him, and he'd do anything for her. Only this could be a bad thing, Hermione chuckled to herself, her and Ron had gotten into many pointless arguments last year. And not that Hermione would admit it, but she enjoyed fighting with Ron, someone that actually kept her on her toes, and her mind off of the Triwizard Tournament that both Harry and Viktor were competing in.
But what in the world was Hermione
going to do? See her bestfriends? Or her boyfriend?