Hermione's Pen-Pal I
Chapter 1
It was a hot day in the end of July, and a skinny black-haired teenage boy was lying on his back in a small, dark bedroom. His fat cousin, bony aunt, and porky uncle were downstairs, and he had no desire to join them. He wished it was September, so he could see his friends, Ron and Hermione, and go back to school. He also wished that a certain man, convicted of murder was still alive. Why? Because this boy was none other than Harry Potter.
Harry was a wizard, and was one of the most well-known of them all. He had survived an attack by the worst wizard of them all-Voldemort- when he was only a baby. In September, it would be Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but he had other things on his mind.
Why did Sirius have to die? Thought Harry. I miss him. I need someone I can tell everything to, someone who will listen and understand like Sirius did. Harry's God-father had been a father-like figure to Harry. He stood up, and walked over to the window. He had gotten very tall over the summer, and his hair was the same as ever. Harry leaned on the window sill, looking out at the moon. He opened the window with ease, for his muscles had become strong due to playing Seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Harry took a deep breath of balmy summer air, and it calmed him. He stared into the night wishing- for what, he did not know. All he knew was that somewhere, there was a person who could understand him like Sirius did.
That same night, a short , blonde witch in Paris looked out her own window. She was lonely, and wanted someone to talk to. As if answering her thoughts, her mother walked into the room.
"Rachel," she said, " You have a letter from Hermione."
The girl turned around to receive the letter. Her mother handed it to her, and she immediately opened it with care, so as not to rip it's contents.
Dear Rachel,
I am so excited about your coming to Hogwarts! I am sure you will love it. I want you to meet my friends, and I am sure you want to too. This owl knows where they live- Harry and Ron, I mean- so write them a letter if you wish. I haven't told them about you yet, so make sure to introduce yourself! I am positive that they will just be so glad to meet you, so don't keep them waiting! I would write a longer letter, but I still haven't finished reading my textbooks for this year yet. I am sure you are done though. I envy you, you smarty-pants! Write me!
With love,
Hermione
Ps: Harry needs some cheering up, his god-father recently died, so be nice!
Rachel looked up smiling. Hermione and she had been pen-pals for years! She couldn't wait to get to Hogwarts! And she thought that of course she would write the three British friends a set of letters. She picked up her quill, and began to write.