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Hermione awoke to a shudder, chill air breathing down her back. She yawned, sitting up and stretching, before glancing around the room. Everyone else was asleep, either snoring soundly or tossing inside their blankets. She quickly got dressed in her robes, brushing her hair hastily, and headed downstairs. The common rooms were quiet, filled with the fresh smell of sweets, seeming how they had barely just arrived at Hogwarts and were still busy celebrating their return. She snuggled into the couch, propping up a book against her legs and putting a paper over it. Looking at the paper made her heart leap with joy. A secret pen pal sounded brilliant! It was like someone to confide in without regretting herself afterwards. She inked her quill and began to write.
"Dear Secret Pen Pal,
It's a pleasure to meet you. I would tell you more about myself, but since I am going to be confiding in you my deepest secrets and confessions, I guess its best not to get a little too carried away. I will tell you that I'm very glad that I get to find out what you're like and what you do for fun. Anyhoo, I'll write a lot more next time I meet you. I'll be excited to see what you're like.
Yours Truly,
Kittentail"
She stared back at her letter with interest. It seemed to all fit, for a beginning to things. She smiled in high hopes, folding up the letter gracefully and heading off beyond the portrait to take it to the Owlery. A picture of all the possible people she could be writing to flooded her mind. What if she got Neville? That would be awkward. She could just imagine, as she entered the tower, what sort of things he would probably write.
"Dear Kittentail," She thought, thinking up a response Neville would most likely say. "My granny says pen pals are useless, but I think their great! I love collecting weird plants. What a hobby! Maybe if we ever meet we could go looking for strange plants. It's great fun. Granny says it's useless, but I think it's absolutely WONDERFUL!"
She giggled, shaking her head to get the memory of Neville's dumb expression out of her mind. What if it was Colin Creevey? She winced with pain, thinking of his response.
"Dear, Kittentail. WOW! You seem great! Say, are you by any chance friends and/or related to Harry Potter? Taking pictures of him is my favorite thing to do! I absolutely love it. The way his scar hurts when dangers around, it's so.... so bold!"
She covered her mouth to stop fits of giggles flowing out of it. That would be dreadful. She entered the Owlery, looking around to see if anyone was around. The only sound was the shudder and random hooting of owls. She crossed the straw-floor and over to the school owls.
"Hello there," She said, smiling, and stroking the owls wing. "You know what to do with this, I suppose." She said, handing the owl her parchment. It gave her a slight nip and took off out of the window.
As she watched it go, she couldn't help but wonder if she had made a good impression. But she quickly shrugged it off, knowing her response would come in good time.
As she walked back to the common room, she began thinking up more possibilities to people who could be her secret pen pal. Being deep in thought, she didn't once look up to notice Cho was coming her way. Cho seemed a bit to rushed to notice, though. Suddenly the two of them crashed into each other, falling backwards and wincing with pain.
"What the..." Hermione began, sitting up and looking at whoever just collided with her. "Oh! Hello, Cho!"
A pretty, asian girl with long raven hair stared back at her. Her hand was to her head.
"Oh!" Hermione said, getting herself up and hoisting Cho up, as well. "I'm so sorry! I didn't see you. I was lost in thought..."
"That's fine…" Cho said with a half smile. "It just hurts a bit."
"I'm so sorry," Hermione began again. "I really wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."
"No problem," Cho said, rubbing her head.
They both stared at each other in silence for a moment.
"Well, I should be getting back to the common room," Hermione said after a few seconds. "I'll see you around."
"Likewise," Cho said with a smile, both of them heading in different directions.
Hermione couldn't help wondering what Cho would be up to this early, but she didn't quite care, to tell the truth. She walked back into the Common Room, as Harry and Ron just appeared at the stairs.
"Hermione," Ron said, yawning loudly. "What are you doing up so early?"
"Delivering a letter," She said, heading back up to the girls dormitory to feed Crookshanks.
Hermione awoke to a shudder, chill air breathing down her back. She yawned, sitting up and stretching, before glancing around the room. Everyone else was asleep, either snoring soundly or tossing inside their blankets. She quickly got dressed in her robes, brushing her hair hastily, and headed downstairs. The common rooms were quiet, filled with the fresh smell of sweets, seeming how they had barely just arrived at Hogwarts and were still busy celebrating their return. She snuggled into the couch, propping up a book against her legs and putting a paper over it. Looking at the paper made her heart leap with joy. A secret pen pal sounded brilliant! It was like someone to confide in without regretting herself afterwards. She inked her quill and began to write.
"Dear Secret Pen Pal,
It's a pleasure to meet you. I would tell you more about myself, but since I am going to be confiding in you my deepest secrets and confessions, I guess its best not to get a little too carried away. I will tell you that I'm very glad that I get to find out what you're like and what you do for fun. Anyhoo, I'll write a lot more next time I meet you. I'll be excited to see what you're like.
Yours Truly,
Kittentail"
She stared back at her letter with interest. It seemed to all fit, for a beginning to things. She smiled in high hopes, folding up the letter gracefully and heading off beyond the portrait to take it to the Owlery. A picture of all the possible people she could be writing to flooded her mind. What if she got Neville? That would be awkward. She could just imagine, as she entered the tower, what sort of things he would probably write.
"Dear Kittentail," She thought, thinking up a response Neville would most likely say. "My granny says pen pals are useless, but I think their great! I love collecting weird plants. What a hobby! Maybe if we ever meet we could go looking for strange plants. It's great fun. Granny says it's useless, but I think it's absolutely WONDERFUL!"
She giggled, shaking her head to get the memory of Neville's dumb expression out of her mind. What if it was Colin Creevey? She winced with pain, thinking of his response.
"Dear, Kittentail. WOW! You seem great! Say, are you by any chance friends and/or related to Harry Potter? Taking pictures of him is my favorite thing to do! I absolutely love it. The way his scar hurts when dangers around, it's so.... so bold!"
She covered her mouth to stop fits of giggles flowing out of it. That would be dreadful. She entered the Owlery, looking around to see if anyone was around. The only sound was the shudder and random hooting of owls. She crossed the straw-floor and over to the school owls.
"Hello there," She said, smiling, and stroking the owls wing. "You know what to do with this, I suppose." She said, handing the owl her parchment. It gave her a slight nip and took off out of the window.
As she watched it go, she couldn't help but wonder if she had made a good impression. But she quickly shrugged it off, knowing her response would come in good time.
As she walked back to the common room, she began thinking up more possibilities to people who could be her secret pen pal. Being deep in thought, she didn't once look up to notice Cho was coming her way. Cho seemed a bit to rushed to notice, though. Suddenly the two of them crashed into each other, falling backwards and wincing with pain.
"What the..." Hermione began, sitting up and looking at whoever just collided with her. "Oh! Hello, Cho!"
A pretty, asian girl with long raven hair stared back at her. Her hand was to her head.
"Oh!" Hermione said, getting herself up and hoisting Cho up, as well. "I'm so sorry! I didn't see you. I was lost in thought..."
"That's fine…" Cho said with a half smile. "It just hurts a bit."
"I'm so sorry," Hermione began again. "I really wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."
"No problem," Cho said, rubbing her head.
They both stared at each other in silence for a moment.
"Well, I should be getting back to the common room," Hermione said after a few seconds. "I'll see you around."
"Likewise," Cho said with a smile, both of them heading in different directions.
Hermione couldn't help wondering what Cho would be up to this early, but she didn't quite care, to tell the truth. She walked back into the Common Room, as Harry and Ron just appeared at the stairs.
"Hermione," Ron said, yawning loudly. "What are you doing up so early?"
"Delivering a letter," She said, heading back up to the girls dormitory to feed Crookshanks.