Hi! I would like to say thanks to all my reviewers! I love it that you say all those things, I know it sounds stupid but, I just do! Well, I received an inquiry to make the chapters longer and I will try to make them longer. I hope you like this chapter as much as you say you liked the others and I promise to TRY to make them longer!
To rebel_fairie: I'm going to do that in this chapter, I was getting tired of it too. It's too mushy but, as I said in the last chappie, its all part of my master plan so, if you wait longer, you'll get a better story! Trust me! And, BTW, thanks! I really like it that you like my story! I love it when people review like that!
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Chapter 8: Off to Hogwarts!
HARRY'S POV
I was sitting in my bedroom, after doing the dishes, waiting for Hedwig to return with Dumbledore's response. Even though I knew she wasn't that fast and that Dumbledore was going to have to check with Snape, if it was a potion, or Madame Pomfrey or God knows whom, I wasn't going to sleep until I had read the letter. You can call me a liar.
I stayed up, until my eyes and tiredness let me, and fell asleep on top of my desk. When I opened my eyes the other morning, I realized I had overslept. It was 10:30 a.m. and the Dursley's must have been looking for me already, being as they just couldn't do their breakfast for themselves. I quickly got up from the desk, changed into clean clothes and made my way to my awaiting death downstairs.
As soon as I got down, I realized the reason as to why they hadn't woken me up to make their breakfast. They weren't there. How weird was that? The Dursley's had left, without bothering me or annoying me, for the first time in my 16 years of life! Well, the entire house for me! But, then I thought of going to visit Hermione at her house (She was being released today at 9 a.m.).
I went to the kitchen to look for something to satisfy my hunger. I opened the fridge to find it full of my favorite foods and drinks: Pumpkin juice, Cauldron Cakes, what looked like Mrs. Weasley's pies, and other stuff. I closed it, pinched myself and reopened it only to find that it was true. When I had gotten out what I thought would satisfy me, I closed the fridge and noticed a note on the door that, I think, hadn't been there before. It read:
Harry,
I heard what you had been going through for Ms. Granger and thought that you should have been exasperated of hospital food and your cooking. So, in the spirit of cheering you up, I thought of getting you a day off for yourself, without the Dursley's and with a kitchen full of your favorite Hogwart's food, so you didn't have to worry about anything. And, as to Ms. Granger recovery, we have talked Ms. Johnson into letting her come to Hogwarts for the remainder of the summer holidays, so that we could try to restore her memory. Don't worry, we will take extremely good care of her, we wouldn't want to lose one of our most prized students and a soon-to-be Head Girl. Enjoy the day while it lasts and we expect you at Platform 9¾ at 11:00 a.m. on August 31 for you to part in the Hogwarts Express. See at the start of term banquet.
Sincerely,
Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
(AN: For those of you that didn't know that was his whole name, re-read OotP, the Ministry hearing chapter!)
Wow! A whole day without the Dursley's bugging and I don't have to cook! The only thing worrying me is Hermione and how fast she will recover, only if she does. But, thinking of Hermione also reminded me of my summer homework that was probably in the cupboard, which was my room two years ago. So I ate and started on it, wondering what Hermione might be doing right now.
HERMIONE POV
I was sitting in a compartment in a train that was supposed to take me to my "school". Although I didn't know where it was or what was awaiting me, I couldn't help but feel a bit happy for leaving that lady's and that scar-faced boy's side. The lady, although she treated me kind and lovingly, was too clingy. She wouldn't leave my side, ever. And the boy was worse than her. He was always asking me if I was all right and if I had remembered anything. It was getting kind of annoying how he always tried to kiss me when he had to leave. I didn't like him but the lady, or as she made me call her: "my mom", absolutely LOVED him. Maybe in this school I could be treated differently and I could get friends who were NOT that boy or no one like him.
I felt the train coming to a stop and I heard a knock at the door and someone strict looking stepped in and addressed herself to me.
"Ms. Granger, we have arrived at Hogsmeade Station. Would you please come with me so we could make our way towards Hogwarts." Said the woman.
"Um, yeah, sure." I said, feeling slightly afraid of what was awaiting me.
I followed her down a muddy path, due to the rain, until she came to a stop in front of a stable. (AN: Let's just say that the threstrals were kept in a stable during the summer, although they live in the Forbidden Forest, just keep up with me!) She led me into some sort of carriage, which, I noticed, was being pulled by some creature. I went inside and sat in the comfy bench-like seat. I looked out through the window at the scenery. It was a forest like place, filled with trees whose shadows looked like giants guarding some sort of secret between them.
I felt the carriage stop 5 minutes after, though it felt like it was only seconds. I carefully stepped outside and followed a trail that looked like it had been stepped over many, many times. When I looked up, I noticed a big, no gigantic, castle that even though it looked old, it was in tiptop shape. I mindlessly kept walking until I saw the beginning of some stairs in front of my feet. I looked up and saw the biggest wooden doors I had ever seen, or so I thought, and holding them open, was an elderly looking man who had a long white beard, and eyes that had some sort of twinkle that seemingly never died. Next to him, was a man who looked older than him, although his hair hadn't gone as gray it was a greasy black, and he had a sneer in his face that made him look disgusting. Following up was the strict lady that led me into the carriage when I arrived, but how could she have gotten here before I did? And, lastly, was a boy. He looked about my age, but he was much more taller than me, he had grayish-blonde hair which was slicked back and his face looked warm and welcoming. I think I'm going to like him more than the boy back at the other place. The elderly looking man spoke:
"Welcome back, Ms. Granger."
AN: OK, I am sooo tired and although it might not be that long, I tried to put it as long as I could. If it had been longer, it would have been boring. I will update soon and please review and tell me what to put next. Ideas people! Ideas! I hope you liked it and, yet again, sorry if I put it too late, I was going to update yesterday but the power didn't let me and my eyes were killing me. Currently, here, it's 11:22 p.m. and I was just sewing for my cousin's first birthday invitation cards so, you know what that does to the eyes! Well, hope you liked it and please review! If you people reviewed more, I would be more motivated to write you know! And, critics don't harm me! Ideas don't either! Well, I might not update tommorrow cause I have a party at my house but on Saturday! 'Till the next one! Ciao, Alannah