~Authors note~
Hey all you guys, I just came up w/ this story when after I read Mz Kane's story. Therefore I dedicate this story to her! I hope you guys like it
≈ Alyssium☻
"I'm what?!" Hermione shouted in surprise, the shock had paralyzed her body completely.
"You're going to Ireland." Her mother stated this like she was discussing the weather. She took much joy in watching her daughter's soft brown eyes widen even further.
"Why?" Hermione could barely speak.
"Because your father and I have decided that you need a little freedom. You're 17 years, and its high time that you get out on your own." her mother continued the casual tone, laughing a bit when she saw, as she knew she would, the sparkle in her daughter's eyes.
"B-but when did you decide this?" Hermione stammered,
"I just got home from school yesterday!"
"Oh dear," her mother smiled a bit,
"We decided this when you were at school… Probably around Christmas time, yes that must have been it." her mother chuckled lightly, then continued,
"Don't look so surprised, we knew Ireland was your favorite country, and we knew you wanted to go there someday."
"Oh!" Hermione answered , her voice barley above a whisper. She slowly felt her lips turn upwards, then said,
"Thank you! it's a wonderful gift. I just wasn't expecting it!"
"Your welcome, now go upstairs and write to your friends, as I know you want to" her mother commanded, and a smile played on her lips as Hermione did just that.
Ron woke to Pig rattling in his cage.
"Damn bloody bird! I'm gonna kill him!" he mumbled as her turned around. He was startled to see another bird, obviously belonging to Hermione. Ron looked around and noticed that the small owl was impatiently resting in-between where Pig and Hedwig's cage rested. Ron leaned over and whispered,
"Harry, Harry!"
"Wha-oh! We got a letter!" Harry rolled over, noticing the extra bird on the window sill.
"Yeah, its from Hermione," Ron said, knowing it was obvious.
"Yeah, I can kinda tell," Harry mumbled as he grabbed the letters attached to the owl. He handed Ron his and looked at his own:
Dear Harry,
I hope your having a ball at Sirius and Sarah's. Tell them I love and miss them, but I won't be joining you guys at all this summer! I'm going to Ireland, alone! I'm so excited! I'm leaving tomorrow, so bye, and I'll see you on the train ride to Hogwarts.
~~~~Hermione~~~~
Harry finished and traded with Ron, as they always shared everything. It read:
My dearest Ron,
First I want to tell you that I miss you, I know it's only been one or two days sinse we have been parted, but it is soo hard for me, as I expect it is for you. But I have something even harder to tell you, I'm going to Ireland for the summer by myself. I want to send my love, and my goodbye's, for I won't see you until the train leaves for Hogwarts.
~~~With all my love, your girlfriend, Hermione~~~
Ron stared at her perfect handwriting with horror.
"The whole summer!" he groaned,
"That means we won't see each other until school starts! Some relationship!"
"Ron," Harry protested,
"You, most of all, should be happy for Hermione. She may be your girlfriend, and we all know that you two will miss each other, but this is a great experience for her!"
"I know!" Ron huffed,
"That's what makes it so hard!"
"Let's go get something to eat," Harry suggested realizing the pain in his stomach.
"Ok," Ron nodded in agreement, as they headed down the stairs, and into the tile-floored kitchen.
Sarah was sitting at the table, her husband rubbing her belly.
"It kicked!" Sirius cried, as Harry and Ron walked in.
"Your so obsessed!" Ron groaned as he grabbed a banana.
"You would be too, if your wife was going to have a baby in two months!' Sirius responded.
"Yeh, but I wouldn't be attached to my wife every minute of the day, waiting for it to kick!' Ron retorted.
"Guess what?" Harry changed the subject just as Sirius shot a glare at Ron.
"What?" Sarah, responded, as she sent Harry a thankful smile.
"Hermione is going to Ireland for the whole summer!" Ron explained, the disappointment in his voice was very obvious.
"I take it you're not thrilled, Ron?" Sarah asked.
"No, I'm not! A whole summer! Three months without her!" he cried.
"Your not going to die!" Harry laughed,
"The way you make it sound, it was as if she was going to war, or something!"
"I keep telling myself that, but I can't shake off this feeling that something is going to happen," Ron shrugged,
"I don't know, maybe it's just me…"
Hermione looked back at her bedroom with a sigh. This was the last time she would see it for three whole months. Excited as she was, she would rather have to spend three months in her own bedroom, than in a room with white- washed walls in the "Magic of Ireland" inn, that she would be staying in. She turned her head when her mother called,
"Hermione we've got to go. You don't want to the train." Hermione stood there for a minute more, then walked down the stairs to her waiting parents.
They soon were at the train station, having drove there, and were making their way to the train. Hermione was redingote good-bye she knew would come in a matter of minutes.
"Were gonna miss you," her father's proud voice started. She slowly hugged him, and her teary-eyed mother. And after saying her last good-bye's, almost in tears herself, she made her way to her seat, on the train. She sat it silence the entire way.