Chapter Eight: Dear Dear
It was a few weeks later. Hermione was in the common room reading the letter that her mother had sent her. She clearly missed her.
Dear Miss Hermione A. Granger,
How is your life at Hogwarts going? I really want to see you again and can not wait until the summer or another time that we can see each other and talk to each other. I miss you so much. Laura Lynn-Marshall told me to say hello to you and said that she really misses you. She still thinks you are going to a very select "Prep" school in Scotland. Laura moved from her home next door to America and is living with her Mother, their father left them, and they are living in New York. Laura told me that she is applying for early graduation and is trying to get into one of the fallowing schools for art, literature, creative writing, and law…
1. Yale
2. Harvard
3. Pratt
4. Penn.
5. Oxford
6. G.W.
7. Franklin & Marshals
She has many safety schools also but they were not listed... She told me to also send you her love. She said for me to tell you that she must know the fallowing and so must I… You must tell me Hermione…
How is:
1. The view. I remember how you described the sparkling lake in the first year at the school and I really want to know if you would please take a picture for me?
2. How are your friends, are you fitting in, do you have any friends that are girls?
3. If you are having any fun at school this year?
4. And how are the blokes (BOYS in British slang)
Remember and always remember that I love you and you are my only daughter and I wish you the best.
XOXO-Love Mum
Mrs. Ariana Granger
Hermione read the letter from her mother smiles creeping and lighting her face with the warmth of happiness. Hermione folded up the letter and put it in her pocket she was sitting in the common room by the fire her ink and quill along with a long sheet of parchment lay in front of her. She began to write scores of letters one to give to her best friend from her first prep school that was also a primary school.
Dear Laura,
How is your new Home in America? I remember a bit of New York from when I was a little girl but not too much. All I remember really is the immense amount of stores and the size of the buildings. I remember how the vast skyscrapers would tower over you and I only being around seven or eight was afraid of them. I must ask… How is the shopping?
But also I must answer your questions:
The view. I remember how you described the sparkling lake in the first year at the school and I really want to know if you would please take a picture for me? How are your friends, are you fitting in, do you have any friends that are girls? If you are having any fun at school this year? And how are the blokes (BOYS in British slang)First of all the view is magnificent the mountains are so grand in size that you feel like you have a shield of a magical block around you. They are awfully like the Mountains from the New York State that I went to called the Adirondacks. With a large lake almost the size of a small ocean, well only in length it is really quit small. The smell at night is of crisp, clear, and clean mountain air. Fresh air that is.
My friends are great. Harry is very brave he is the star Gryffindor foot ball player. Not the American kind. He is what some people in class call dreamy he has green eyes black messy (permanently messy) hair and a scar on his fore head the shape of a lightning belt. He also lives with aunt, uncle, and cousin and they are like nightmares honestly. He told Ron (other friend) and me that they used to force him to sleep in the cupboard under the stairs before he came here. He is an only child that was mistreated…Ron on the other hand is really funny, and a total laugh. His family doesn't have too much money, but they are very friendly and kind to everyone. They all, and I mean all have red hair ice blue eyes and freckles. They don't have that much money and are poor, but what they lack in money they make up for in family ties, and kindness. Their home is HUGE! Well, tall…and their family is even bigger…There is Charlie, Billy, Percy, Fred & George (twins), Ron, and than Ginny. And not to mention Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. And so you know some of the blokes are fine but I know one I would never touch! Draco Malfoy…he is such a two-faced prat!
I do have friends that are girls. We aren't the closest but we can stand each other. No one has replaced you or ever will. Lavender is a really nice girl in my dorm as well as Parvati.
He makes fun of me, well more like taunts and calls names that are as hurtful as racial discrimination because I am welsh! Well because I am partially welsh he calls me a "Mud Blood" Every day and the teacher, his house leader and science teacher doesn't stop him from bloodying up me and my friends. Well, to tell the truth I really like Ron Weasley who is my friend. Is that a problem or something?
To your third question, of course I am having fun. Luckily my Grandmother lives near by so I visit her on the week ends. Also, I am in some groups that appose the way of the school and how the government is trying to change the school around. And so far we have succeeded. And I am in charge of an S.A.W.W.P., Saving Animals World Wide Programs. Well at least this division.
And lastly the blokes are fine. I mean I think I may have a small thing for my friend Ron, but the others are gun, not too many "hot" as Americans would call it, blokes here. They are all okay. A lot of girls have a thing for Harry in the school, and well, let's just say I'm not one of them. He's my friend. And I don't like him or anything. But there is a guy who is really a complete dolt. His name is Neville Long-bottom. I feel sorry for him though, he is the dumbest person in the whole school! This is no good at all!
Well, keep in contact and I wish that I could come and visit you, or have you over for the summer break. I miss you loads and we should talk sometime!
Hermione
Granger
P.S.
Friends Forever!
Hermione put down her quill and connected the letter with a letter to her mother to her owl. She asked her mother to send the letter air mail to Laura, because Owl Post would be a bit strange for any muggle person.
Later that night while Hermione sat by the fire an owl landed on her she felt a letter hit her gently on the forehead and with an oomph looked up to see a small owl disappear around a corner. She opened the letter and looked at the contents. She smiled to see it was, yet again pink and the scrawl were so untidy it was almost like reading one of Ron's Essays. A nightmare.
Dearest Lovely Hermione
I shall miss your voice and smile. I shall miss you always. I can not wait to tell you and show you who I really am. I am the one who loves you; I am the one who cares for you. I am the one close to you, yet you do not notice them yet. I love you so, and I always will. Keep your eyes open my love and you shall see what you mean to me.
Here is a poem I have written for you:
A blush of shame creeps
Creeps into my cheeks
As I gander and I gaze
At the lips so rosy
At the girl so fine
At the one I love
And want to keep
I need you so much
And so I weep
Weep and hope and hope some more
That this love stays
The way I need it to be
I love you so much.
Here is a drawing of you that I myself drew. I do hope you like it. I think it's a good replica of you and your lovely looks of your second year, I in fact drew it then when I first started liking you. I do hope that I am not scaring you.
P.S.
I shall love you Always!
Yours truly your admirer!
Hermione blushed as she read the letter three times over. She pulled out a felt heart that looked home made. It was very interesting and strangely ugly. Hermione hugged her knees before going up the stairs and to her room. Now she felt like she needed to find out who it was. Despite the fact, that she didn't know who it was, she felt that she would be safe with them. And that they really loved her, they had sent her letters and expensive gifts all year long.
She placed the letter in the box of gifts and put the heart on top. A smile on her face as she went down the stairs and sat down next to Ron and edited an essay of his for Snape. She laughed at some parts because he had said gloom stones instead of moon stones. It was a total laugh.
"Ron thanks for being a great friend" Hermione smiled up at him and saw him blush. She knew he was her best guy friend. And Hermione was happy for him being there for her, and she felt herself wanting to be there for him more and more. She felt that she was starting to like him as more than just a friend. "Ron…." She trailed off and opened her mouth before closing it again. She had almost said right there and then "Ron I love you" but before she could she stopped herself and just smiled at him.