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A/N: I'm going to follow the books as close as possible.
Hermione sat on the edge of her bed. Questions filled her mind. She hadn't seen or heard from Harry or Ron in a long time. She was anxious for summer to be over but she didn't want school to start. She would be in her sixth year.
"I wonder if I still have friends. They could at least write me to tell me hi or something. I'm so worried. It's all their fault," Hermione whispered to herself. A glistening tear rolled down her cheek. Followed by another. Soon the several tears grew to so many. Quickly she reached for her pillow and sobbed quietly into it.
"Hermione, dinner,"called Mrs.Granger.
Hermione put down her pillow. She was so busy crying that she didn't even notice the smell of dinner. She stood up and slowly walked to the dining room. Her parents were already seated at the table. Hermione sat down next to her mom.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" asked her mom. Her voice quavering a little bit.
"Nothing, Mom. I'm fine."
"Are you sure, Honey?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Well then if every things ok I guess we should start eating."
During dinner there were none of the normal conversations going on. Hermione sat quietly and picked at her food. Just as she was about to get up from the table an owl flew right in front of her and dropped a letter on her plate.
"Mom, it's a letter from Harry," Hermione exclaimed.
A/N: I'm going to follow the books as close as possible.
Hermione sat on the edge of her bed. Questions filled her mind. She hadn't seen or heard from Harry or Ron in a long time. She was anxious for summer to be over but she didn't want school to start. She would be in her sixth year.
"I wonder if I still have friends. They could at least write me to tell me hi or something. I'm so worried. It's all their fault," Hermione whispered to herself. A glistening tear rolled down her cheek. Followed by another. Soon the several tears grew to so many. Quickly she reached for her pillow and sobbed quietly into it.
"Hermione, dinner,"called Mrs.Granger.
Hermione put down her pillow. She was so busy crying that she didn't even notice the smell of dinner. She stood up and slowly walked to the dining room. Her parents were already seated at the table. Hermione sat down next to her mom.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" asked her mom. Her voice quavering a little bit.
"Nothing, Mom. I'm fine."
"Are you sure, Honey?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Well then if every things ok I guess we should start eating."
During dinner there were none of the normal conversations going on. Hermione sat quietly and picked at her food. Just as she was about to get up from the table an owl flew right in front of her and dropped a letter on her plate.
"Mom, it's a letter from Harry," Hermione exclaimed.