Let's see…how long has it been? How many months? 3-ish? Oh well. Happy Spring Break!
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Hermione fell out of her own fireplace, into her small living room. She straitened and looked around. Everything was just as she had left it except the note to Alaska, which was gone. She sighed and started for the phone to call her friend.
One ring…two… "Hello?" Came Alaska's calm voice.
"Alaska." Hermione started. "I'm back."
"I'll be right over!" Alaska said quickly before hanging up.
Hermione was not at all surprised, Alaska was never one to talk over the phone. She liked to see how her news would impact an individual.
Quickly and absentmindedly Hermione started to pack, using broken down boxes from her last move. She had barely labeled a heavily water-stained box "Books", when the doorbell rang. She stood and walked tiredly to the door, which, when opened revealed Alaska standing in the doorway, a smirk clearly gracing her face.
"Come on in." Hermione said. "What are you grinning about?" She asked turning to her friend when Alaska had plopped nonchalantly on the couch.
"You'll never guess who popped by when I was here yesterday." Her eyes glittered as if she was assigned the greatest story.
Hermione's forehead wrinkled in thought. "Er…no. Not Dr…David." She caught herself.
Alaska nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. I approve of him." She answered matter-of-factly.
"You approve of him, eh? What are you, my older sister?" Hermione asked playfully. "What did he say?"
"That he needed to apologize to you for a misunderstanding. You have to talk to him!" Alaska said, her eyes widening. "I will never forgive you if you don't. You might miss the chance of a lifetime."
"It's not like I'll ever see him again." Hermione said sharply. Alaska looked at her curiously. "I have to move Alaska." Alaska's eyes widened when the shock wore off. "That's why I wanted to talk to you."
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Ron stared at Harry in disbelief. "Malfoy lives near Hermione?" Harry nodded silently. Ron cursed under his breath. "I knew something was wrong when that ferret disappeared. And she went back." Again Harry nodded. "He's up to something."
"Well, duh, Ron," Harry said. "I wouldn't put anything past that twisted little man."
"I'm going after her," Ron said standing. He walked toward Harry's fireplace.
"You'll need this." Harry said, throwing a package of floo powder at him.
"Right." Ron grabbed it.
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"Thanks for helping me pack Alaska." Hermione muttered.
"Anytime." Alaska responded cheerfully. "And hopefully you'll be more into English guys than Americans." She shrugged. "I mean, David was the first guy that you ever had anything with, and he's English! But you must keep up with me. There will be hell to pay if you don't." She said looking at Hermione, one eyebrow raised.
Hermione chuckled and wrestled the wrinkled tape onto the water stained box. Alaska got up to get more books off the shelf, stumbling back a moment later with an armful of thick volumes.
"Have you even read all these?" She said flipping through the one on top. "What are they even about? And why on earth do you have so many? I've never seen you do any reading."
"Oh, I do that in my spare time. And yes, I have read all those." Hermione muttered rolling her eyes. "It's not that many." She stated somewhat defensively.
Alaska placed a good amount of books into a open box and turned back to the pile. Then an echoing silence spread over the room. Hermione looked up startled and saw Alaska staring at a book. It was a book she knew well, she had read it several times at school, but she had forgotten to remove it from her mostly muggle-friendly house. She grabbed Hogwarts: A History and shoved it into the box.
"You…you're a witch." Alaska said slowly.
"Are you?" She fired back angrily. She shouldn't have been angry. She knew Alaska had done nothing wrong. But she couldn't help herself. A flame was spreading through her, ebbing at her patience. She felt heat enter her face, knew her face was turning red.
"No…I'm not. My sister is though." Alaska's eyes flashed dangerously. "I was…envious. Always envious. I wanted to be one, but I clearly wasn't good enough."
"Oh…" Hermione was thoroughly embarrassed. "I'm…I'm so sorry."
She shrugged, trying to roll it off. "Who are you really?" She asked somewhat suddenly.
The brunette paused. "I'm Hermione Granger."
Alaska's eyes widened even more. "You're Harry Potter's friend!" She said somewhat triumphantly. "I know of you! You're the most brilliant witch that has possibly ever graduated from Hogwarts!"
"That she is!" A new voice sounded from the fireplace behind her. Alaska blinked confused, and even more so by Hermione's resounding groan.
At the mantle stood a tall redhead. "And you are?"
"Alaska!" The aforementioned sprang up to greet the man.
"Ron," He responded simply.
"And I feel out of place," another voice sounded from the front door.
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813 words without preface or thank you's.
GASP!- I wonder who could be at the door! It's so unpredictable! …Or it could be if I wanted it to be. Just watch it be somebody like…Neville Longbottom or Rita Skeeter! I'm just evil like that. But I should just do the normal, easy way out…I think I'll do that. Unless my beta reader pesters me to do otherwise. P.S. My beta reader was on vacation when I finished this so you just get the un-changed version. BWAHA!
Gopher2806 – BWHAHA! HE DOESN'T! -snicker- Anywho now you get to find out how I stall for another chapter cuz you guys are telling me suspense kills. And on all the tv shows murderers are the most famous. I'M A MURDERER!
Noelanikea – NO! I WILL NEVER PUT YOU IN MY FANCY THANK YOU NOTES! BWHAHA…wait…
Katina Wellson- Update soon? Pah! Lol. Sorry bout the late update. I'm really bad about that. I should never make a webcomic…Those webcomic fans are ruthless…I know, I'm one of them
DrStrangeLove007 – Yeah…um…I don't…write much anymore. But I'll try to update. I really will…-cough-
HikariAmeUpdates it…now- Wrong now I'm afraid…
StRaWbErRiEs iN tHe DaRk – Do you know how hard your name is to type? Well anyway. I'm glad you liketh it. I am rather fond of it. –strokes precious…I mean story- And I'm glad you used the word bloody. BLOODY!
Xx-Snowflake-xX - Did I keep going like that? I don't know how to keep up good stories. I tend to…push back the deadline…a lot.
BlackHatInsanity – YAY STALKERS! I had one last year. Followed me in the halls…it was creepy. And YAY JEALOUS PISSY ACTION…or rather inaction.
And finally:
Maiden of BH – WOO HOO! CRITICISM! GO YOU! And not to nag or anything but…you need to post the sheep bladder thing. I'm VERY curious.
Um…cookies…glomps…Did I do pie yet? Here's pie. Have pie. –gives pie-
