Hermione got up in the morning to find all her clothes thrown on the floor.
All of her red clothes were in a pile, and all of her black robes were
in a pile. The rest were scattered all over her room. 'What the-Mum?'
she called. Her mom came in. 'Yes?' she said looking at the clothes with
a sense of fear.
'Mum, said Hermione, "Are you doing laundry.?'
'Uh, yes, I am..uh, better get to it.' Her mom was an awful liar.
Hermione shrugged, and got dressed.
She went down stairs, and heard her mother taking to her father.
Hermione stood queitly, and listened, making sure they wouldn't see her.
'We don't know whats going to happen' her mom said, anger in her vioce.
'Ughh..Usually Hermione is at Hogwarts, so we know shes not in danger'
'We can't tell her', her Dad replied " It will scare her-maybe this will
go away before it gets any worse'
'Maybe' her mother said. Her vioce was shaky.
Hermione walked in, pretending to be clueless of what they just said.
'Good Morning' she said. Her Father nodded.
'Here you go, 'Mione' her mother said, putting a pancake on her plate.
Hermione ate her breakfast, then went upstairs for some reading.
She opened the book 'Supernatural Forces' and immediatly, knew it would help.
All day she spent her time reading. Each page made Hermione wonder more,
and more, if something WAS in her house. If that something was in her house
she knew she would have to get all the information she could on it, and
quick. The day passed on, and the book seemed so long, but Hermione didn't mind.
She heard a knock on the door. Her dad came in in his suit. He kissed her on
the cheek.
"I have a very important business assignment in Lennington" he said.
'I'll be gone for a week. You will stay with your mother until I get back'
"She is going to apply for a job-finally' her father chuckled. "And
she will be gone for two days, shes leaving Sunday" "Okay?'
"Uh-huh' Hermione said, to busy reading to completly understand what he
was saying. "I'll be fine" Hermione's phone rang, and her father walked
out of the room. Hermione put down her book, and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hermione?" it was Ron.
"oh, hello..what did you call for?"
"Mione'I just wanted to say I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to.."
"Ron, I know, but..It was really my fault, you didn't do anything"
"So, you want to hang out tonight?"
"Ah...well,..fine,..okay"
"I'll be at your door at nine"
"Yeah. okay"
"Bye"
Hermione hung up the phone. She opened the book again. Her day went on,
and Hermione thought about what-or who-the ghost could be. She spent so much time
thinking that she didn't even get dressed for her date. The doorbell
rang. "Hermione..its Ron" her mom called from downstairs. She threw on
a blue skirt, and a matching blue jacket. Hermione dashed down the stairs. "I'll
be back at twelve" she said to her mom. Her mother pushed the hair out
of her daughter's eyes. "Have fun" he said as Hermione headed at the door with
Ron.
They walked to the park. It was beautiful, and the sun was setting,
making the park look like it was made of gold. They sat on one of the
benches. "Whats the matter, Hermione" Ron said, looking into her eyes.
His hair fell in red whisps, halfway covering his light eyes. They stared
at each other for a while, lost in thoughts. He kissed her. "Do you believe
in..." she stopped. "What?" he asked. "No, its stupid" "You can tell me"
"Fine..Do you..Do you..believe in ghosts?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "You know there
are ghosts" he laughed. "Don't you remember Nearly Headless Nick?" Oh, yes
I do" she looked him in the eye. "Ghosts that can hurt you" Ron looked away,
still looking like she was crazy. "Do you remember Peves?,he played awful tricks"
Hermione closed her eyes. "Ughhh" she sighed. "I mean..ghosts in the..in the muggle world"
She continued. "Ghosts in my house?" Ron stood up. "Hermione, are you bloody
mad? There are no ghosts in your house-God! are you crazy!" Ron was cracking up.
"No, Ron, I'm not. I should of never even told you!..see you later"
"Hermione!..C'mon! Hermione!" Ron called for her as she walked further
down the road.
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All of her red clothes were in a pile, and all of her black robes were
in a pile. The rest were scattered all over her room. 'What the-Mum?'
she called. Her mom came in. 'Yes?' she said looking at the clothes with
a sense of fear.
'Mum, said Hermione, "Are you doing laundry.?'
'Uh, yes, I am..uh, better get to it.' Her mom was an awful liar.
Hermione shrugged, and got dressed.
She went down stairs, and heard her mother taking to her father.
Hermione stood queitly, and listened, making sure they wouldn't see her.
'We don't know whats going to happen' her mom said, anger in her vioce.
'Ughh..Usually Hermione is at Hogwarts, so we know shes not in danger'
'We can't tell her', her Dad replied " It will scare her-maybe this will
go away before it gets any worse'
'Maybe' her mother said. Her vioce was shaky.
Hermione walked in, pretending to be clueless of what they just said.
'Good Morning' she said. Her Father nodded.
'Here you go, 'Mione' her mother said, putting a pancake on her plate.
Hermione ate her breakfast, then went upstairs for some reading.
She opened the book 'Supernatural Forces' and immediatly, knew it would help.
All day she spent her time reading. Each page made Hermione wonder more,
and more, if something WAS in her house. If that something was in her house
she knew she would have to get all the information she could on it, and
quick. The day passed on, and the book seemed so long, but Hermione didn't mind.
She heard a knock on the door. Her dad came in in his suit. He kissed her on
the cheek.
"I have a very important business assignment in Lennington" he said.
'I'll be gone for a week. You will stay with your mother until I get back'
"She is going to apply for a job-finally' her father chuckled. "And
she will be gone for two days, shes leaving Sunday" "Okay?'
"Uh-huh' Hermione said, to busy reading to completly understand what he
was saying. "I'll be fine" Hermione's phone rang, and her father walked
out of the room. Hermione put down her book, and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hermione?" it was Ron.
"oh, hello..what did you call for?"
"Mione'I just wanted to say I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to.."
"Ron, I know, but..It was really my fault, you didn't do anything"
"So, you want to hang out tonight?"
"Ah...well,..fine,..okay"
"I'll be at your door at nine"
"Yeah. okay"
"Bye"
Hermione hung up the phone. She opened the book again. Her day went on,
and Hermione thought about what-or who-the ghost could be. She spent so much time
thinking that she didn't even get dressed for her date. The doorbell
rang. "Hermione..its Ron" her mom called from downstairs. She threw on
a blue skirt, and a matching blue jacket. Hermione dashed down the stairs. "I'll
be back at twelve" she said to her mom. Her mother pushed the hair out
of her daughter's eyes. "Have fun" he said as Hermione headed at the door with
Ron.
They walked to the park. It was beautiful, and the sun was setting,
making the park look like it was made of gold. They sat on one of the
benches. "Whats the matter, Hermione" Ron said, looking into her eyes.
His hair fell in red whisps, halfway covering his light eyes. They stared
at each other for a while, lost in thoughts. He kissed her. "Do you believe
in..." she stopped. "What?" he asked. "No, its stupid" "You can tell me"
"Fine..Do you..Do you..believe in ghosts?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "You know there
are ghosts" he laughed. "Don't you remember Nearly Headless Nick?" Oh, yes
I do" she looked him in the eye. "Ghosts that can hurt you" Ron looked away,
still looking like she was crazy. "Do you remember Peves?,he played awful tricks"
Hermione closed her eyes. "Ughhh" she sighed. "I mean..ghosts in the..in the muggle world"
She continued. "Ghosts in my house?" Ron stood up. "Hermione, are you bloody
mad? There are no ghosts in your house-God! are you crazy!" Ron was cracking up.
"No, Ron, I'm not. I should of never even told you!..see you later"
"Hermione!..C'mon! Hermione!" Ron called for her as she walked further
down the road.
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