Chapter 2 Appointment
The hours went slowly forward, Ron tried to do some homework, but almost every little thing made him just sit there and think. He was so restless. He wanted to go out and practise some quidditch or something, but he was waiting for Hermione's reply, and what if it came when he was out. Ne he should think of another thing to do instead.
So, after a dinner as long as a nightmare he heard Pig' landing in the window. He fetched him and took it of Pig's leg. He tore the envelope open and managed to tear of a big bit of the paper. He laid it together with the rest of the letter and read through the letter: ~~~ Hello Ron.
I'm fine. I don't have too much to do either. Sure I will come over to you! But I can't come before the day after tomorrow. I've promised mom and dad to have picknick with them tomorrow. Cant wait to see you again. And yes, I have tried to send some owls to Harry. He replies to me in the same way.. Try to speak with Ginny, she's your sister. So it shouldn't be so hard, or? See you then.
Hermione ~~~
Ron read through the letter a couple of times. She really wanted to come, or she at least wrote that she wanted. The day after tomorrow, it's such a long time! But of course, it's much better then than later. The thoughts of Hermione coming to the Burrow gave him butterflies inside his body.
When he went down the stairs after having fought through a good piece of his homework (He thought what Hermione had said if he hadn't done his homework when she came.) he was in a very good mood. Ginny sat down in the kitchen and wrote on a perchament. When Ron moved against her, she rolled her perchament hasty together and tried to hide it under the table. 'What was that?' Asked Ron in something he hoped was in an innoicent tone.'Nothing.' Gulla replied quickly. 'Nothing? You must have written something, I saw you myself.' He said. Ron figured out that this occation wasn't exactly going to help him finding out what Ginny did. 'Can I borrow Pig'?' She asked. At last, he thought, now she had to tell him. 'What for?' 'I'm sending a letter to Fred and George' she said quick, too quick. She had planned that line. 'I don't belive you, but you can borrow him.'
Then he went up to do some more homework. It felt like the pile of homework was never going to be smaller. The pile was much smaller after two hours, and it was now possible that he could be finished before Hermione was going to come.
The next day was the-big-homework-day for Ron. Straight after brekfast, up on his room to attack the pile of homework waiting for him. After dinner was only the potions homework left, and stranger enough, Snape had not been so evil with homework. It was to write 1metre about the polyksir, that was pretty easy for hime, since he, Harry and Hermione had illigeally brewed and used it at their second year.
After the dunner, when Ron was on his way up the stairs, to do the last of his homework, he heard something that made him stop and listen: His mother said 'Ginny, there's an owl to you, from Harry'. And yes he saw around the corner that Ginny recieved Pig', and to his leg it was fastened something that looked like one and a half meter of perchament. Then I at least do know who she has sent all the owls to.
The homework went very well, he actually managed to write 30 cm longer than he had to., something that was unnatural to him. After he were done, he lay down on the bed. He was so extremely sick of homework, but the whole stack were finished to. It had just grown dark outside. He got a good idea, fetch Ginny and go out for some quiddich practice? Maybe the time could speed up a bit too.
And so he did. Ginny joined gladly. It was so good to fly again, after all his working at the desk earlier, It felt like all his stress and concerns got blown off him. And for the first time for a week he didn't think og Hermione. Ginny seemed to like the freedom of flying again.
After two hours of quiddich practice, it had gotten so dark that they couldn't continue. They went inside, tired but happy. Both went and took a shower, and then they did something thet hadn't done for a long time, they played a game of wizardschess. It felt good, all the tensions between them had dissappeared. Ron found it smartest not to destroy the good mood with asking Ginny why she sent letters to Harry.
The last thought in Ron's mind before he felt to sleep was 'She comes tomorrow!' ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------- Thanks to everyone that have read this.. Maybe I'll write all chapter in English before I continue with the norwegian ones? What do you think?
The hours went slowly forward, Ron tried to do some homework, but almost every little thing made him just sit there and think. He was so restless. He wanted to go out and practise some quidditch or something, but he was waiting for Hermione's reply, and what if it came when he was out. Ne he should think of another thing to do instead.
So, after a dinner as long as a nightmare he heard Pig' landing in the window. He fetched him and took it of Pig's leg. He tore the envelope open and managed to tear of a big bit of the paper. He laid it together with the rest of the letter and read through the letter: ~~~ Hello Ron.
I'm fine. I don't have too much to do either. Sure I will come over to you! But I can't come before the day after tomorrow. I've promised mom and dad to have picknick with them tomorrow. Cant wait to see you again. And yes, I have tried to send some owls to Harry. He replies to me in the same way.. Try to speak with Ginny, she's your sister. So it shouldn't be so hard, or? See you then.
Hermione ~~~
Ron read through the letter a couple of times. She really wanted to come, or she at least wrote that she wanted. The day after tomorrow, it's such a long time! But of course, it's much better then than later. The thoughts of Hermione coming to the Burrow gave him butterflies inside his body.
When he went down the stairs after having fought through a good piece of his homework (He thought what Hermione had said if he hadn't done his homework when she came.) he was in a very good mood. Ginny sat down in the kitchen and wrote on a perchament. When Ron moved against her, she rolled her perchament hasty together and tried to hide it under the table. 'What was that?' Asked Ron in something he hoped was in an innoicent tone.'Nothing.' Gulla replied quickly. 'Nothing? You must have written something, I saw you myself.' He said. Ron figured out that this occation wasn't exactly going to help him finding out what Ginny did. 'Can I borrow Pig'?' She asked. At last, he thought, now she had to tell him. 'What for?' 'I'm sending a letter to Fred and George' she said quick, too quick. She had planned that line. 'I don't belive you, but you can borrow him.'
Then he went up to do some more homework. It felt like the pile of homework was never going to be smaller. The pile was much smaller after two hours, and it was now possible that he could be finished before Hermione was going to come.
The next day was the-big-homework-day for Ron. Straight after brekfast, up on his room to attack the pile of homework waiting for him. After dinner was only the potions homework left, and stranger enough, Snape had not been so evil with homework. It was to write 1metre about the polyksir, that was pretty easy for hime, since he, Harry and Hermione had illigeally brewed and used it at their second year.
After the dunner, when Ron was on his way up the stairs, to do the last of his homework, he heard something that made him stop and listen: His mother said 'Ginny, there's an owl to you, from Harry'. And yes he saw around the corner that Ginny recieved Pig', and to his leg it was fastened something that looked like one and a half meter of perchament. Then I at least do know who she has sent all the owls to.
The homework went very well, he actually managed to write 30 cm longer than he had to., something that was unnatural to him. After he were done, he lay down on the bed. He was so extremely sick of homework, but the whole stack were finished to. It had just grown dark outside. He got a good idea, fetch Ginny and go out for some quiddich practice? Maybe the time could speed up a bit too.
And so he did. Ginny joined gladly. It was so good to fly again, after all his working at the desk earlier, It felt like all his stress and concerns got blown off him. And for the first time for a week he didn't think og Hermione. Ginny seemed to like the freedom of flying again.
After two hours of quiddich practice, it had gotten so dark that they couldn't continue. They went inside, tired but happy. Both went and took a shower, and then they did something thet hadn't done for a long time, they played a game of wizardschess. It felt good, all the tensions between them had dissappeared. Ron found it smartest not to destroy the good mood with asking Ginny why she sent letters to Harry.
The last thought in Ron's mind before he felt to sleep was 'She comes tomorrow!' ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------- Thanks to everyone that have read this.. Maybe I'll write all chapter in English before I continue with the norwegian ones? What do you think?