Chapter 5:
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She received a letter about a week later. Now this one made her nervous.
Dear Angel,
I have watched and admired you from afar for too long. I now know that I am in love with you. Please, I beg of you, meet me in Honeyduke's cellar at precisely 5:00 on your next Hogsmeade trip, which I think is January 16th, coming up soon.. I apologize for all the times I've been an ass to you and Harry and Ron. I was such a bloody git. It's been quite a bit of time sense I've seen you, and I would love to again. I miss you.
What if Ron was right, and it just was an old granny or something? What if Dean was right, and someone was trying to hurt her? What if Ginny was right, and it was Voldemort's brother? What was going to happen? Would it really be safe to meet him?
Hermione POV
I wouldn't be able to tell anyone if I decided to go. I would just say that I had to pick something up from a friend…or something along that line. If they knew, they'd surely mess it up…..but in the letter, it said I've seen him before. That means it could be…oh my god, what if it was?
The group decided, well more like Hermione decided for them, that they should do all of their homework in the common room before they went to Hogsmeade. They could be there for quite an ounce of time, and there was a quidditch match tomorrow, Gryffindor versus Slytherin, and no one likes to do their homework on Sundays. So there they were, gathered around the fire, doing their putrid homework.
Gin sat in one of the big leather arm chairs, as she pounced on her last assignment, reading Chapter 34 of her Against the Future: Divination Year 6. How it bored her, page after page.
Hermione was lying on the floor, editing her Potions essay. She was nearly done with it. They had to write 3 feet of parchment on the Starry Glaze…and this had to be the easiest essay for her yet. She had finished all of the rest of her homework easily, because her notes for the classes she had taken today were probably her best all year…the mystery letter writer had sent her quite a lovely quill…it was black, with god embellishments here and there. Not to forget the silver swirls that made up the gripper. It was truly a work of art, now that she thought about it, as she packed away all of her completed homework.
"I'm all set, completely done with everything. I'll just put this away, and I'll be right back." She said as she took her bag, and went up the girls dormitories stairs.
Ron and Harry were nearly done, for Ancient Runes all they had to do was write up a foot long summary of the lecture Professor Binns had given in class today on the Pyramids. Hermione had helped them with their Potions earlier, and the rest of their homework was for once actually done.
"Mate, how far are you on your summary?" Ron asked, as he wrote his last sentence.
"Just editing now." Harry said, deep into reading his over.
Ron finished the last sentence, made sure that he had done the summary in paragraphs, and announced to the world that he was actually done with his homework on a Friday, for once.
Hermione came back down the stairs.
"I fancy a quick walk, I'll be back in a moment." She said, and walked down the tower stairs, and headed for the owlery. She had a note in her hand.
As she sent the owl off, she smiled to herself.
I'll see you there, we should be coming momentarily. Meet me in the ally behind Honeyduke's instead, around 7.
As they headed up towards Hogsmeade, Hermione was unusually quiet. Ron and Harry noticed this, and wondered what on earth was up with her.
"So…what's up with you Hermione?" Ron asked, as they walked towards the little village.
Hermione was fingering the sweater she had on, a nice one, light blue and black, her mother had sent it with a note saying it was from a famous muggle place, Henri Blendel, in New York City.
"Not much, just thinking." She answered.
"I don't fancy that place." Ginny said, pointing to a little shop on the corner.
"Gin, how on bloody earth could you say that? That's the Quidditch Inventory!" Harry said.
"Yes I know, I went in there once, looking at brooms, and a man behind the counter said if I didn't get out of there fast, he'd personally show me. Really nasty, and all I was doing was looking at the new Midnight Flourish." Ginny answered, standing her defense.
"I need to take a walk, alone if you don't mind." Hermione said, looking at her watch, it was 6:30.
"Sure."
"Fine."
"Okay."
She walked towards the store next to Honeyduke's, Anna Maria's Jewelery. She went in the shop, hoping to be able to burn some time. She looked behind her, and saw Ginny, Ron and Harry heading toward the Quidditch Inventory. Harry was probably going to talk with that man behind the counter. She smiled to herself, as she noticed an amber and gold necklace on display.
"Why don't you try it on?" the saleswoman asked, she came around from the display with the necklace, and put it around Hermione's neck. Hermione looked into the mirror the woman handed her.
"It's gorgeous." Hermione breathed.
"It looks wonderful on you." The saleswoman said. Hermione looked at her nametag. Anna Maria was engraved onto the little piece of tile.
"Do you own the shop?" Hermione asked, taking the necklace off, looking at the price tag. It wasn't too high, she should splurge on it. It was so pretty, and Anna Maria was right. It did look wonderful on her. Plus the amber was shaped in a small teardrop. It was a one of a kind necklace.
"Yes I do. Handed down in our family from generation to generation." Anna Maria smiled proudly.
"That's nice. I think I'll take this one." Hermione said as she approached the register.
A moment later, after Hermione had paid for the necklace, and was wearing out of the shop, she looked at her watch. It was 7. She was nervous as ever, as she approached the ally.
When she came around the corner, she gasped.
"Fred?"