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Author's note: I'm really, really, really sorry updating took so long. Promise it won't happen again!
Chapter 2
"What the-?" Harry asked, staring at the books in the book shop.
"Since when do Muggles know our story?" Hermione asked. "Let's go in!"
"They'll be able to tell it's us!" Ron complained.
"Maybe they'll think we're some kind of actors" Hermione said. "Come in. Maybe we'll be able to tell what's going on"
They entered, noticing the awfully large amount of people inside. All of them seemed to be looking for exactly 'Harry Potter' books.
"I can't believe mommy wouldn't let me here at midnight!" a little girl complained to another. "And she knows I'd have been safe. But she said it was late! And I missed the midnight party, oh!"
"This is weird" Hermione said. "Let's check the books. Maybe we'll see something interesting. Look! 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone'. This must be our first year. But how did it end up here?!"
She picked up the book and started reading random parts.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley... number four Privet Drive... owls...Dumbledore. This is more than weird, Harry. This author seems to know everything. Look, even our first meeting! Wow!"
The two looked over her shoulder.
"By gum!" Ron said and picked up 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban'. "Look! She knows Sirius is... was innocent!"
"And she knows he died..." Harry said, taking a peek inside 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'. "Hermione, what do you make of it?"
"It's incredible. She knows lines word by word. I don't get it" she replied. "Maybe we could find her address and ask her what's going on"
The three looked around for someone who might know where the author lived. Finally, Hermione went to a man.
"Excuse me, do you know where Joanne K. Rowling lives?" she asked politely.
"Why... Hermione! What a good imitation!" the man said. "Hmmm. I have no idea where she usually lives, but she's in London now. But don't ask me where. Say, could I please take a picture with you? You look remarkably much like how I pictured Hermione."
"Oh, sure. And maybe you'd like a picture with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, too" Hermione said with a smile. "Come here guys!"
The two boys went to her and the man took out a camera and asked somebody to take a picture. Then, he went back between them and they all smiled for the picture.
"Thank you!" the man said. "My children will be so pleased. Say... How old are you?"
"We're 17. And we're allowed to do magic outside the school" the girl said with a grin and a wink. The man laughed.
"You're great! Keep it up!" the man said. "Best trio I've seen!"
He left and the three waved. Actually, Hermione waved. The two just followed her lead.
"Act like actors" she mumbled. "That's what the Muggles think we are"
"Ha, ha! Good one" a jolly woman said behind her. "I've no doubt the real Hermione would say this!"
"Yes, we like to really be our characters" Hermione said with a smile and acted completely natural. "Come on, you two. We need to find out where Joanne Rowling lives"
She dragged them out of the library and on the street.
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"Are you sure this is it?" Harry asked.
"Yes" the old doorman said. "She's up in room 309. I do hope she'll like you, you're the best trio I ever saw"
"Thank you, sir" Ronald said. "Come on, Hermione, Harry"
They went up the stairs. It had taken them all day to find J.K.'s apartment. Apparently, she was in a hotel, enjoying the view from her window. Ah, yes, she would probably clear things up for them. After all, she had written their lives, had she not?!
/*-/*-/*-
To: Chikin Wang: Thanks, sorry this was so late!
Babyjayy: Thanks!
quantumFruitPunch: Thanks and I promise this won't take so long again!
Harryp/charmedfreak: Thanks!
Siriusforeva: thanks and sorry to keep you waiting!
Author's note: I'm really, really, really sorry updating took so long. Promise it won't happen again!
Chapter 2
"What the-?" Harry asked, staring at the books in the book shop.
"Since when do Muggles know our story?" Hermione asked. "Let's go in!"
"They'll be able to tell it's us!" Ron complained.
"Maybe they'll think we're some kind of actors" Hermione said. "Come in. Maybe we'll be able to tell what's going on"
They entered, noticing the awfully large amount of people inside. All of them seemed to be looking for exactly 'Harry Potter' books.
"I can't believe mommy wouldn't let me here at midnight!" a little girl complained to another. "And she knows I'd have been safe. But she said it was late! And I missed the midnight party, oh!"
"This is weird" Hermione said. "Let's check the books. Maybe we'll see something interesting. Look! 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone'. This must be our first year. But how did it end up here?!"
She picked up the book and started reading random parts.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley... number four Privet Drive... owls...Dumbledore. This is more than weird, Harry. This author seems to know everything. Look, even our first meeting! Wow!"
The two looked over her shoulder.
"By gum!" Ron said and picked up 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban'. "Look! She knows Sirius is... was innocent!"
"And she knows he died..." Harry said, taking a peek inside 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'. "Hermione, what do you make of it?"
"It's incredible. She knows lines word by word. I don't get it" she replied. "Maybe we could find her address and ask her what's going on"
The three looked around for someone who might know where the author lived. Finally, Hermione went to a man.
"Excuse me, do you know where Joanne K. Rowling lives?" she asked politely.
"Why... Hermione! What a good imitation!" the man said. "Hmmm. I have no idea where she usually lives, but she's in London now. But don't ask me where. Say, could I please take a picture with you? You look remarkably much like how I pictured Hermione."
"Oh, sure. And maybe you'd like a picture with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, too" Hermione said with a smile. "Come here guys!"
The two boys went to her and the man took out a camera and asked somebody to take a picture. Then, he went back between them and they all smiled for the picture.
"Thank you!" the man said. "My children will be so pleased. Say... How old are you?"
"We're 17. And we're allowed to do magic outside the school" the girl said with a grin and a wink. The man laughed.
"You're great! Keep it up!" the man said. "Best trio I've seen!"
He left and the three waved. Actually, Hermione waved. The two just followed her lead.
"Act like actors" she mumbled. "That's what the Muggles think we are"
"Ha, ha! Good one" a jolly woman said behind her. "I've no doubt the real Hermione would say this!"
"Yes, we like to really be our characters" Hermione said with a smile and acted completely natural. "Come on, you two. We need to find out where Joanne Rowling lives"
She dragged them out of the library and on the street.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
"Are you sure this is it?" Harry asked.
"Yes" the old doorman said. "She's up in room 309. I do hope she'll like you, you're the best trio I ever saw"
"Thank you, sir" Ronald said. "Come on, Hermione, Harry"
They went up the stairs. It had taken them all day to find J.K.'s apartment. Apparently, she was in a hotel, enjoying the view from her window. Ah, yes, she would probably clear things up for them. After all, she had written their lives, had she not?!
/*-/*-/*-
To: Chikin Wang: Thanks, sorry this was so late!
Babyjayy: Thanks!
quantumFruitPunch: Thanks and I promise this won't take so long again!
Harryp/charmedfreak: Thanks!
Siriusforeva: thanks and sorry to keep you waiting!