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The days went on, and they all seemed the same. It was Sunday, and Hermione

woke up, and got dressed. Every time she woke up, something was out of place,

or odly placed on her bed. Hermione would ask her mother eash time about

this, and she would get the same answer, "Oh, don't worry about it, Mione'"

Hermione went down stairs, and saw her mom making breakfast. Her mother

had over-dosed on perfume, and her hair was in a neat bun on the top of her head.

She was wearing a nice dress, with a tan jacket.

"Mum" Hermione asked. "Is it Sunday already?"

"Yes, Hermione," her mother said laughing. Her mom brushed the hair out

of Hermione's eyes. Hermione's hair was always frizzy when she didn't straighten it.

"Sit down here, Hermione, and eat your breakfast-I have to go"

"Mum, good luck on your job" Hermione said, eating her oatmeal.

"Oh, and Harry called"

"Harry?!?" she shouted, leaping up from the table, and taking the phone.

"oh" her mother teased "and you say you don't have a crush on him" Her mom

giggled.

"Mmmumm! Hermione moaned.

"Listen to me" her mother said seriously.

"I will be back in two days. Dad should get home on Tuesday, or Wednesday,

depending on traffic." You know.." Hermione interupted. "The Weasleys have a

fireplace that-"her mom cut her off. If you need me, call me on my cell. I love you"

Her mother kissed her on the cheek, and left, beeping the horn of her car

as she drove past.

Hermione went upstairs, and straightened her hair. Than she called Harry.

"Hello?" Harry answered.

"Harry! I'm so glad to hear from you, I missed you so much"

"How are you Hermione?"

"Good-but you wouldn't know how much I miss magic, and Hogwarts, and-"

"Believe me, Hermione, I know"

"So how are you and Ron doing?"

"uhh..thats..over"

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah..are you still with Ginny?"

"No"

"Well..I can't wait to see you"

"Yeah, I miss you. Well, Hermione-I got to go..Bye"

"Bye Harry, call me soon"

"Okay"

Hermione hung up the phone. She looked in the mirror. She DID look good.

She wondered if Harry would think so when she went back to Hogwarts. She

looked for her book about the supernatural. It was on her bed, ripped into

so many peices that someone must of spent a long time trying to ruin it.

It almost looked as if it had been singed. There was a knock a the door.

Hermione went down and opened it, only to see Ron, looking nervous.

"Look Hermione" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I don't know what I'm doing to make you mad, but-"

"come here, let me show you something" Ron looked excited.

When they got there his smile faded. "Thats what you wanted to show me?"

Hermione gave him a look, and handed him the parts of the book.

"Hermione" Ron said making a joke"Next time you get mad at me-don't take

it out on a book!"

"Oh, ha ha ha! I didn't do this! Don't you see, there IS a ghost in my house.

I'll show you-spend the night" Ron's face got red and he smiled.

Hermione smacked him in the back of the head.

"JUST to prove to you that I'm right" she smiled.