A/N: Thank you for your reviews, and I am pleased to see that I actually
didn't get that much hate mail. I am flattered. I have neglected putting
this chapter online because I have been working like mad on my other Trory.
I just recently got around to doing this chapter over again since the
original completely sucked. So yeah. R/R as always!
*~*~*~*~*~*
Rory and Hermione settled on the couch in the living room of Hermione's apartment. Hermione kept fidgeting.
"What you want to tell me that couldn't be told before we got here?"
It then struck her. *If I just tell Rory, she will laugh at me. *
Before any words were uttered, a small-owl pecked on Hermione's window. Rory was surprised, because it was very unnatural for an owl to be up that early and to be pecking on that particular window.
"Herm, is it just me or is that owl trying to get in."
Hermione did not answer, she simply got up and opened the window, letting the owl tumble into the room.
"Hello pig."
Rory was completely surprised, and didn't know what to think.
"Did you just call that owl 'pig'?"
"That's his name."
Hermione relieved the bird of the letter attached to his leg and retrieved a bowl of water for the bird.
"Care to explain Herm?"
"Rory."
"Why in the world would an OWL peck on YOUR window to DELIVER a LETTER?"
"Ummm."
"Herm!"
"Do you promise to believe me if I told you?"
"I expect an explanation, because none of this is making any sense right now."
Hermione looked at Rory and looked down at her feet. "Iamawitch."
"What? Can you say that a little slower and clearer? I don't talk mumble."
Hermione looked around the room.
"Herm, I am you cousin and one of your closes friends. Whatever the explanation, I will try to believe you. I mean, as long as it is believable ok?"
Hermione was still silent, and Rory kept babbling.
"It's not like you are going to tell me that you are the Easter bunny or the tooth-fairy or any thing right?"
Hermione twitched.
"Herm?"
Silence.
"HERMIONE GRANGER!"
"Rory."
"Yes?"
"The reason why a owl is in this room right now, delivering a letter is because."
Hermione paused. Rory was waiting patiently.
"Rory, I am a witch."
Rory thought she heard wrong. "What?"
"I'm a witch."
That was when Rory fainted.
Hermione freaked out and pulled out her wand. She whispered a small spell and Rory's eyes fluttered open.
"What happened?"
"You fainted."
"The last thing I remember was dreaming about you telling me this crazy thing, telling me that you were a witch."
Then Rory noticed Pig and freaked out. "OH MY GOD, IT WASN'T A DREAM?"
"Rory, please calm down."
"How can I possibly calm down if my own cousin just told me that she was a witch?!"
"Please understand Rory."
Rory massaged her temples. "I need coffee."
"Accio mug"
A mug flew across the room into Hermione's hand. "Coffeenio"
Coffee poured out of her wand and into the mug. She handed it to Rory.
Rory couldn't believe it. She took the mug and drank in the coffee. It was the best coffee she had ever tasted in her life. "My God, I wish I knew how to do that!"
Hermione laughed as the atmosphere slightly lifted. After a few hours, and about 100 cups of coffee, Rory got adjusted to the fact that Hermione was a witch. They talked and talked as Rory questioned about the magical world.
"So I am a muggle?"
"Yep."
"Wow, this is just too cool. So does that mean Draco is also a wizard."
"Unfortunately."
Hermione had already explained the hatred that floated between her and Draco, as well as what type of family he came from and such.
"So Tristan knows?"
"Yep."
"I wonder how he kept it to himself."
"He has to. Just like you. Rory, promise me you won't tell anyone, not even Lorelai. This has to be between us."
Rory saw the gravity of the matter and nodded her head. "You can trust me."
Then both the girls stomach's growls simultaneously. They both laughed.
"Herm, I just HAVE to take you to meet Lorelai and Luke and everyone! We can eat there."
*~*~*~*~*~*
Rory and Hermione settled on the couch in the living room of Hermione's apartment. Hermione kept fidgeting.
"What you want to tell me that couldn't be told before we got here?"
It then struck her. *If I just tell Rory, she will laugh at me. *
Before any words were uttered, a small-owl pecked on Hermione's window. Rory was surprised, because it was very unnatural for an owl to be up that early and to be pecking on that particular window.
"Herm, is it just me or is that owl trying to get in."
Hermione did not answer, she simply got up and opened the window, letting the owl tumble into the room.
"Hello pig."
Rory was completely surprised, and didn't know what to think.
"Did you just call that owl 'pig'?"
"That's his name."
Hermione relieved the bird of the letter attached to his leg and retrieved a bowl of water for the bird.
"Care to explain Herm?"
"Rory."
"Why in the world would an OWL peck on YOUR window to DELIVER a LETTER?"
"Ummm."
"Herm!"
"Do you promise to believe me if I told you?"
"I expect an explanation, because none of this is making any sense right now."
Hermione looked at Rory and looked down at her feet. "Iamawitch."
"What? Can you say that a little slower and clearer? I don't talk mumble."
Hermione looked around the room.
"Herm, I am you cousin and one of your closes friends. Whatever the explanation, I will try to believe you. I mean, as long as it is believable ok?"
Hermione was still silent, and Rory kept babbling.
"It's not like you are going to tell me that you are the Easter bunny or the tooth-fairy or any thing right?"
Hermione twitched.
"Herm?"
Silence.
"HERMIONE GRANGER!"
"Rory."
"Yes?"
"The reason why a owl is in this room right now, delivering a letter is because."
Hermione paused. Rory was waiting patiently.
"Rory, I am a witch."
Rory thought she heard wrong. "What?"
"I'm a witch."
That was when Rory fainted.
Hermione freaked out and pulled out her wand. She whispered a small spell and Rory's eyes fluttered open.
"What happened?"
"You fainted."
"The last thing I remember was dreaming about you telling me this crazy thing, telling me that you were a witch."
Then Rory noticed Pig and freaked out. "OH MY GOD, IT WASN'T A DREAM?"
"Rory, please calm down."
"How can I possibly calm down if my own cousin just told me that she was a witch?!"
"Please understand Rory."
Rory massaged her temples. "I need coffee."
"Accio mug"
A mug flew across the room into Hermione's hand. "Coffeenio"
Coffee poured out of her wand and into the mug. She handed it to Rory.
Rory couldn't believe it. She took the mug and drank in the coffee. It was the best coffee she had ever tasted in her life. "My God, I wish I knew how to do that!"
Hermione laughed as the atmosphere slightly lifted. After a few hours, and about 100 cups of coffee, Rory got adjusted to the fact that Hermione was a witch. They talked and talked as Rory questioned about the magical world.
"So I am a muggle?"
"Yep."
"Wow, this is just too cool. So does that mean Draco is also a wizard."
"Unfortunately."
Hermione had already explained the hatred that floated between her and Draco, as well as what type of family he came from and such.
"So Tristan knows?"
"Yep."
"I wonder how he kept it to himself."
"He has to. Just like you. Rory, promise me you won't tell anyone, not even Lorelai. This has to be between us."
Rory saw the gravity of the matter and nodded her head. "You can trust me."
Then both the girls stomach's growls simultaneously. They both laughed.
"Herm, I just HAVE to take you to meet Lorelai and Luke and everyone! We can eat there."