Disclaimer: Geez! Just one time I would like to write that I own Harry
Potter!
A/N I would like to write that I'm not thanking my reviewers but I don't
know who they are considering the fact that I wrote all 7 chapters in the
course of 3 days in which I do not have internet.
Chapter 7
Hermione was so excited when she stepped outside with the bow and arrow she had bought over the summer. Hermione knew nothing about bows and arrows (like Harry had known nothing about broomsticks) but she knew that these were an excellent brand. They were called the Aelfin set. The bow was made of oak and was smooth and just the right size for her. The arrows were sleek with peacock feathers at the ends. The tips were made of steel and the points were sharp as swords.
Ron walked along beside her carrying, surprisingly, a brand new set of a bow and arrows too. His were not as good as Hermione's but still an excellent brand called Warrior. His parents had won a lot of money at the Wiz Casino. They now lived in a mansion near a lake that they owned too. The bow was slightly longer then Hermione's and made of yew. Like Hermione's bow, it was smooth and shiny. The arrows were light and sturdy. It had eagle feathers at the ends and the tips were made of flint but still pointy sharp.
The teacher was named Professor Herreta and he was like a modern-day Robin Hood. He was shooting some arrows at the targets lined up along the grassy lawn. Every single one of the arrows hit the bulls-eye.
He turned around and saw Hermione staring at the targets and laughed, "No, the arrows are not enchanted. With a little practice, you'll be able to do that too. So, is this my class?" Only about 25 people were in the class. Since it was a class for years 6 and 7 Ginny was there too, along with Draco, Pansy, Lavender, Parvati, and a 6th year Hermione knew as Tony, in Slytherin.
So they got to work. They shot their arrows and Hermione discovered that, once again, she was best in the class followed closely by Draco, who had the same brand as Hermione except that his were silver.
Hermione was exhausted by the time she got back to the Heads quarters at lunch. She went into the lounge and flopped onto the forest-green couch. She pulled out a letter Drake had given her when he left.
Dear Mia, I'll really miss you but I regret to say that this will be the last letter I'll ever write to you. My father says he doesn't approve of muggles (whatever that means) and that he's being nice letting me write this letter. I just wanted to say goodbye. Yours forever, Drake
Hermione started crying. "I never want to see this letter again." Hermione thought. She shoved it in between the cushions of the couch and went in to the bathroom to re-apply the make up she had washed off while crying.
Hermione was so excited when she stepped outside with the bow and arrow she had bought over the summer. Hermione knew nothing about bows and arrows (like Harry had known nothing about broomsticks) but she knew that these were an excellent brand. They were called the Aelfin set. The bow was made of oak and was smooth and just the right size for her. The arrows were sleek with peacock feathers at the ends. The tips were made of steel and the points were sharp as swords.
Ron walked along beside her carrying, surprisingly, a brand new set of a bow and arrows too. His were not as good as Hermione's but still an excellent brand called Warrior. His parents had won a lot of money at the Wiz Casino. They now lived in a mansion near a lake that they owned too. The bow was slightly longer then Hermione's and made of yew. Like Hermione's bow, it was smooth and shiny. The arrows were light and sturdy. It had eagle feathers at the ends and the tips were made of flint but still pointy sharp.
The teacher was named Professor Herreta and he was like a modern-day Robin Hood. He was shooting some arrows at the targets lined up along the grassy lawn. Every single one of the arrows hit the bulls-eye.
He turned around and saw Hermione staring at the targets and laughed, "No, the arrows are not enchanted. With a little practice, you'll be able to do that too. So, is this my class?" Only about 25 people were in the class. Since it was a class for years 6 and 7 Ginny was there too, along with Draco, Pansy, Lavender, Parvati, and a 6th year Hermione knew as Tony, in Slytherin.
So they got to work. They shot their arrows and Hermione discovered that, once again, she was best in the class followed closely by Draco, who had the same brand as Hermione except that his were silver.
Hermione was exhausted by the time she got back to the Heads quarters at lunch. She went into the lounge and flopped onto the forest-green couch. She pulled out a letter Drake had given her when he left.
Dear Mia, I'll really miss you but I regret to say that this will be the last letter I'll ever write to you. My father says he doesn't approve of muggles (whatever that means) and that he's being nice letting me write this letter. I just wanted to say goodbye. Yours forever, Drake
Hermione started crying. "I never want to see this letter again." Hermione thought. She shoved it in between the cushions of the couch and went in to the bathroom to re-apply the make up she had washed off while crying.