Chapter 11
" So, Leigha, you know what you're supposed to do, right?" Hermione said, packing a long-sleeved muggle gown into a suitcase. It was already half past 11 and she wasn't even packed yet. They were going to leave at 5 but the trunks and suitcases were to be transported there first. " Yes, Myknee, I'm supposed to try and stay up and wait for you to come back and then you'll take me to the small house on the other side of the lake, am I right?" she breathed out and asked. " Yes, you are," Hermione said, throwing a laundry bag into her suit-case.
" Oh, and remember to leave the window open and get your tea from the closet, I put it there and if you're cold, your sweater is on the bed. You can watch the telly all day, the mean old lady won't be coming today," Hermione told the petite girl. She was really worried about Leigha, leaving her all alone and all. " Okay, Myknee, I get it," the younger girl told the older one, trying her best to roll her eyes but to no avail. Hermione laughed at Leigha's silly attempt to copy her. She remembered that she used to do that when one of the guys at the pub was sarcastic or trying to hit on her.
" You can sleep if you want to, you don't have to try to stay awake. Just remember to leave the window open, I'll have a surprise for you," Hermione said, after re-thinking her plan. " Okay, Myknee," Leigha said, smiling brightly, taking her colouring book and her colour pencils out. Hermione reached for her highest drawer in her closet and pulled out a small night gown which was Leigha's. " What are you doing with my nightie, Myknee?" Leigha asked, looking up from her colouring book. " Oh, we're going to be staying there for a night, so I'm packing some of your clothes," Hermione told Leigha the facts that she forgot to tell her.
Pulling out two other sets of Leigha's clothes, she packed it into her suitcase and she revised her plan again, while walking over to her door, making sure it was locked. She was going to get a broom from the broom shed, find a way to fit it into her suitcase and fly back for Leigha at night. Initally, she was planning on taking Leigha for a night ride but when the Malfoy's invitation came up, she decided this would be perfect. All she needed to do was find a way to fit the broom into her suitcase. She looked at her suitcase and then, pictured the size of a broom. ' Its never going to fit,' she thought to herself. She erased all those thoughts and focused first, on getting the broom. " I'll be back," she told the little girl, who just nodded, not bothering to look up from her colouring book.
Hermione climbed through her window, she had to find another way to get a broom up to her room. She hadn't climbed out of her room window before. The time she climbed out to get Leigha, it was from the guest room. Hermione roughly knew where the wooden shed was from the lake, afterall, she always went to the lake at night with Leigha. Slowly climbing down, with the help of a pipe which was connected to the roof, she managed to reach the ground.
Quietly, she tip-toed round the house to the Quidditch pitch. There, she saw Lleu coming from the lounge. She quickly took a step back and hid behind a bush. Then, she saw another guy, carrying a broom. Both Lleu and the guy were dressed in Quidditch uniforms. Then, she saw two more people coming from the same direction the first two came from, followed by another two and then, another three, one of which wore a different Quidditch uniform. She couldn't make out their faces, although the one with the outstanding uniform looked oddly familiar. ' Holy crap, Lleu's whole team is here to train,' Hermione thought and smacked herself on the forehead. Thank goodness no one saw her.
She had to get a broom. She took a glance at the shed and glanced at the team and then glanced back at the shed. Something was different. There was a back door. She had never noticed it before. Hermione smiled. There was a way to get a broom now.
She tip-toed to the shed, careful not to let anyone see her. Hermione reached the shed and twisted the door knob but it wouldn't budge. She yanked it harder, it still wounldn't budge. One thought crossed her mind, she pulled out her trusty wand which she carried with her at all times. ' This is going to ruin my perfect record,' she thought to herself. This was for her Little Dragon. She couldn't possible leave her alone, no, never. Hermione had gotten used to the manor already but she wasn't sure if Leigha was. Since the last day of Hogwarts, she had never used her wand.
" Alohomora," she pointed her wand at the knob and the door immediately opened with a click. She sneaked in, careful not to make any noise. Choosing the broom which looked best in shape, she turned to leave. As she turned to leave, she heard the front door unlock. Someone was coming in!
She looked out the old window of the shed and suddenly, she saw two pairs of eyes staring right back at her. ' Shitty shit shit shit,' her mind was thinking, she was NOT going to be caught in the act. The two people turned to the person who was unlocking the door and Hermione could hardly hear them, what they said was something like," There's someone in the shed!". Hermione saw Lleu approaching the window and quickly bent down to hide herself in the many brooms that lay on the floor, the shelves didn't have enough space.
Hermione saw him leave the window and walk around to where he was before. He started to unlock the door again, at a quicker pace. This was her chance, Hermione bolted out the door as quietly as she could and ran into the bushes where she hid the last time she was there. No one saw her, fortunately, then she saw Lleu looking around the shed, through the window. He walked out the back door, Hermione was glad that it was one of those which closed on its own. He shrugged and turned back to his team mates.
Hermione let out a sigh of relief and turned back to climb back up to her room window. It was harder to climb up the pipe than it was climbing down, so she hopped onto the broom, which brought her to her room window. Once she reached her window, she climbed in and pulled the broom into her room.
Leigha looked up, shocked. " Myknee! You have one of those?!" she exclaimed in a whisper. She had seen those things many times at Hogwarts but she had never came up close and personal before. She squealed and jumped around, excited. Then, suddenly, while she was squealing, the television turned on, then off, and on again. " Leigha! Stop it this instant! Calm your self down! Remember the last time when you got too excited, you made your friend fly off his bike?" Hermione told the little girl in hushed tones. Leigha immediately stopped squealing. She remembered. Then, she started laughing. " It's not funny, he didn't get hurt, but the bicycle shop-owner got sued," Hermione reminded Leigha.
" Alright, I'll try," Leigha whispered, her eyes watering. " Come over here," Hermione told her, stretching her arms wide out for the little girl. " Myknee is sorry," Hermione whispered into the little girl's ear and she hugged her. Leigha just sniffed. To Hermione, it was a known fact that Leigha was magical. Another time, she had turned the next door neighbour into a goat, after telling Leigha she was nothing but a useless child, when she plucked flowers from his garden to give to him. Hermione knew she was far too young for the little girl to learn how to control her abilities.
Very soon, Leigha's sniffing had subsided and she became cheery again. This was what Hermione liked about children, they could just forget about the sad things and move on. So carefree. So innocent.
Hermione carried Leigha to the bed as exhaustion took over the little girl. She soon fell asleep.
Just as soon as Leigha fell asleep, there was a loud knock on the door, which startled Hermione. " 'Mione! Have you packed yet?" it was her twin's voice. " No I haven't!" was Hermione's reply, after recovering from shock. " Well, aren't you going to let me in?" came her sister's voice again. " Okay, hold on!" she shouted, so her sister would be able to hear her. Hermione quickly but gently shifted Leigha side ways and threw her blanket over her, so that she blended in with the pillows. Leigha was a deep sleeper, so Hermione didn't worry much. She turned around to check her room again, the broom was still laying in the middle of it. Picking it up, she chucked it into her walk in wardrobe.
Hermione unlocked her door and opened it, meeting her sister who was standing next to an enormous trunk. " What is that?" Hermione blurted out, pointing to the trunk. " My trunk, what else?" Nikki replied, good-naturedly. " It's huge! What did you put in there?!" Hermione blurted out again. " Clothes, make-up, things like that," was Nicola's reply. " Oh," was all Hermione could say. The trunk was unbelievably huge, for a one night stay. " But it's only going to be for a night," Hermione pointed out to her sister. " I know," Nikki laughed.
" Hey, that's an odd looking pillow you have there," Nicola pointed to her bed, where Hermione's Little Dragon laid. " Oh, I have a bad neck, so muggle doctors told me to get that pillow," Hermione answered, she was quick minded and a very good actress to boot. " Ah," Nikki replied. " Well, lunch'll be in 20, see you then," Hermione's twin informed her, before turning and summoning a house-elf to help her carry her trunk down.
Hermione locked her door once again and let out a breath. Close call, it was. Her 'pillow' was still sationary and Hermione walked over to it and pulled the blanket down so Leigha would be able to breathe fresh air.
She thought for a while and then decided to get a large trunk that would fit a broom. Then, she summoned a house-elf. " Classy, if you could come to my room for a while please?" Hermione called quite loudly to no one in particular. 'Pop!'. There was a sound and then, a happy looking house-elf appeared right in front of Hermione. " Yes, Miss?" the house-elf looked at Hermione. " Could you do me a favour and get me a trunk, a size smaller than Miss Nikki's please?" Hermione asked the house-elf politely. The house-elf nodded enthusiastically and disapperated out of the room only after saying, " Yes, Miss, I is getting the trunk for you right away".
Classy arrived with the trunk only a minute later. " Thank you very much, Classy," she told the house-elf. Classy nodded and disappeared. Hermione stared at the trunk. It was the perrfect size.
She literally poured out all the clothes that was in the suitcase into the trunk and to put a finishing touch to it, she placed the broom on top of it all. Perfect.
" So, Leigha, you know what you're supposed to do, right?" Hermione said, packing a long-sleeved muggle gown into a suitcase. It was already half past 11 and she wasn't even packed yet. They were going to leave at 5 but the trunks and suitcases were to be transported there first. " Yes, Myknee, I'm supposed to try and stay up and wait for you to come back and then you'll take me to the small house on the other side of the lake, am I right?" she breathed out and asked. " Yes, you are," Hermione said, throwing a laundry bag into her suit-case.
" Oh, and remember to leave the window open and get your tea from the closet, I put it there and if you're cold, your sweater is on the bed. You can watch the telly all day, the mean old lady won't be coming today," Hermione told the petite girl. She was really worried about Leigha, leaving her all alone and all. " Okay, Myknee, I get it," the younger girl told the older one, trying her best to roll her eyes but to no avail. Hermione laughed at Leigha's silly attempt to copy her. She remembered that she used to do that when one of the guys at the pub was sarcastic or trying to hit on her.
" You can sleep if you want to, you don't have to try to stay awake. Just remember to leave the window open, I'll have a surprise for you," Hermione said, after re-thinking her plan. " Okay, Myknee," Leigha said, smiling brightly, taking her colouring book and her colour pencils out. Hermione reached for her highest drawer in her closet and pulled out a small night gown which was Leigha's. " What are you doing with my nightie, Myknee?" Leigha asked, looking up from her colouring book. " Oh, we're going to be staying there for a night, so I'm packing some of your clothes," Hermione told Leigha the facts that she forgot to tell her.
Pulling out two other sets of Leigha's clothes, she packed it into her suitcase and she revised her plan again, while walking over to her door, making sure it was locked. She was going to get a broom from the broom shed, find a way to fit it into her suitcase and fly back for Leigha at night. Initally, she was planning on taking Leigha for a night ride but when the Malfoy's invitation came up, she decided this would be perfect. All she needed to do was find a way to fit the broom into her suitcase. She looked at her suitcase and then, pictured the size of a broom. ' Its never going to fit,' she thought to herself. She erased all those thoughts and focused first, on getting the broom. " I'll be back," she told the little girl, who just nodded, not bothering to look up from her colouring book.
Hermione climbed through her window, she had to find another way to get a broom up to her room. She hadn't climbed out of her room window before. The time she climbed out to get Leigha, it was from the guest room. Hermione roughly knew where the wooden shed was from the lake, afterall, she always went to the lake at night with Leigha. Slowly climbing down, with the help of a pipe which was connected to the roof, she managed to reach the ground.
Quietly, she tip-toed round the house to the Quidditch pitch. There, she saw Lleu coming from the lounge. She quickly took a step back and hid behind a bush. Then, she saw another guy, carrying a broom. Both Lleu and the guy were dressed in Quidditch uniforms. Then, she saw two more people coming from the same direction the first two came from, followed by another two and then, another three, one of which wore a different Quidditch uniform. She couldn't make out their faces, although the one with the outstanding uniform looked oddly familiar. ' Holy crap, Lleu's whole team is here to train,' Hermione thought and smacked herself on the forehead. Thank goodness no one saw her.
She had to get a broom. She took a glance at the shed and glanced at the team and then glanced back at the shed. Something was different. There was a back door. She had never noticed it before. Hermione smiled. There was a way to get a broom now.
She tip-toed to the shed, careful not to let anyone see her. Hermione reached the shed and twisted the door knob but it wouldn't budge. She yanked it harder, it still wounldn't budge. One thought crossed her mind, she pulled out her trusty wand which she carried with her at all times. ' This is going to ruin my perfect record,' she thought to herself. This was for her Little Dragon. She couldn't possible leave her alone, no, never. Hermione had gotten used to the manor already but she wasn't sure if Leigha was. Since the last day of Hogwarts, she had never used her wand.
" Alohomora," she pointed her wand at the knob and the door immediately opened with a click. She sneaked in, careful not to make any noise. Choosing the broom which looked best in shape, she turned to leave. As she turned to leave, she heard the front door unlock. Someone was coming in!
She looked out the old window of the shed and suddenly, she saw two pairs of eyes staring right back at her. ' Shitty shit shit shit,' her mind was thinking, she was NOT going to be caught in the act. The two people turned to the person who was unlocking the door and Hermione could hardly hear them, what they said was something like," There's someone in the shed!". Hermione saw Lleu approaching the window and quickly bent down to hide herself in the many brooms that lay on the floor, the shelves didn't have enough space.
Hermione saw him leave the window and walk around to where he was before. He started to unlock the door again, at a quicker pace. This was her chance, Hermione bolted out the door as quietly as she could and ran into the bushes where she hid the last time she was there. No one saw her, fortunately, then she saw Lleu looking around the shed, through the window. He walked out the back door, Hermione was glad that it was one of those which closed on its own. He shrugged and turned back to his team mates.
Hermione let out a sigh of relief and turned back to climb back up to her room window. It was harder to climb up the pipe than it was climbing down, so she hopped onto the broom, which brought her to her room window. Once she reached her window, she climbed in and pulled the broom into her room.
Leigha looked up, shocked. " Myknee! You have one of those?!" she exclaimed in a whisper. She had seen those things many times at Hogwarts but she had never came up close and personal before. She squealed and jumped around, excited. Then, suddenly, while she was squealing, the television turned on, then off, and on again. " Leigha! Stop it this instant! Calm your self down! Remember the last time when you got too excited, you made your friend fly off his bike?" Hermione told the little girl in hushed tones. Leigha immediately stopped squealing. She remembered. Then, she started laughing. " It's not funny, he didn't get hurt, but the bicycle shop-owner got sued," Hermione reminded Leigha.
" Alright, I'll try," Leigha whispered, her eyes watering. " Come over here," Hermione told her, stretching her arms wide out for the little girl. " Myknee is sorry," Hermione whispered into the little girl's ear and she hugged her. Leigha just sniffed. To Hermione, it was a known fact that Leigha was magical. Another time, she had turned the next door neighbour into a goat, after telling Leigha she was nothing but a useless child, when she plucked flowers from his garden to give to him. Hermione knew she was far too young for the little girl to learn how to control her abilities.
Very soon, Leigha's sniffing had subsided and she became cheery again. This was what Hermione liked about children, they could just forget about the sad things and move on. So carefree. So innocent.
Hermione carried Leigha to the bed as exhaustion took over the little girl. She soon fell asleep.
Just as soon as Leigha fell asleep, there was a loud knock on the door, which startled Hermione. " 'Mione! Have you packed yet?" it was her twin's voice. " No I haven't!" was Hermione's reply, after recovering from shock. " Well, aren't you going to let me in?" came her sister's voice again. " Okay, hold on!" she shouted, so her sister would be able to hear her. Hermione quickly but gently shifted Leigha side ways and threw her blanket over her, so that she blended in with the pillows. Leigha was a deep sleeper, so Hermione didn't worry much. She turned around to check her room again, the broom was still laying in the middle of it. Picking it up, she chucked it into her walk in wardrobe.
Hermione unlocked her door and opened it, meeting her sister who was standing next to an enormous trunk. " What is that?" Hermione blurted out, pointing to the trunk. " My trunk, what else?" Nikki replied, good-naturedly. " It's huge! What did you put in there?!" Hermione blurted out again. " Clothes, make-up, things like that," was Nicola's reply. " Oh," was all Hermione could say. The trunk was unbelievably huge, for a one night stay. " But it's only going to be for a night," Hermione pointed out to her sister. " I know," Nikki laughed.
" Hey, that's an odd looking pillow you have there," Nicola pointed to her bed, where Hermione's Little Dragon laid. " Oh, I have a bad neck, so muggle doctors told me to get that pillow," Hermione answered, she was quick minded and a very good actress to boot. " Ah," Nikki replied. " Well, lunch'll be in 20, see you then," Hermione's twin informed her, before turning and summoning a house-elf to help her carry her trunk down.
Hermione locked her door once again and let out a breath. Close call, it was. Her 'pillow' was still sationary and Hermione walked over to it and pulled the blanket down so Leigha would be able to breathe fresh air.
She thought for a while and then decided to get a large trunk that would fit a broom. Then, she summoned a house-elf. " Classy, if you could come to my room for a while please?" Hermione called quite loudly to no one in particular. 'Pop!'. There was a sound and then, a happy looking house-elf appeared right in front of Hermione. " Yes, Miss?" the house-elf looked at Hermione. " Could you do me a favour and get me a trunk, a size smaller than Miss Nikki's please?" Hermione asked the house-elf politely. The house-elf nodded enthusiastically and disapperated out of the room only after saying, " Yes, Miss, I is getting the trunk for you right away".
Classy arrived with the trunk only a minute later. " Thank you very much, Classy," she told the house-elf. Classy nodded and disappeared. Hermione stared at the trunk. It was the perrfect size.
She literally poured out all the clothes that was in the suitcase into the trunk and to put a finishing touch to it, she placed the broom on top of it all. Perfect.