Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters JK came up with. But I do own Helen…Ron's love. Lol

Chapter 3:

Back downstairs in the kitchen Ron was writing a response to Hermits letter and thinking what to write… Of course the date and time would be on for them to pick her up but he wasn't sure how to respond to the chaps bit? But he decided to start anyway:

"Dear Hermit,
We'll pick you up at 5.00, tomorrow. Is that OK? Owl me back telling me. I just thought the sooner the better you know…since Fred and George might ask me anyday to help and I'd love you to be here when they do! By the way I think my dad's been invited to some Ministry of Magic ball (I'm such as liar he thought…I just wanna see Hermione…naked) near the end of the summer and I really really need to know how to dance…I know you're a good dancer and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind giving me some 'private lessons' in my room maybe when you get here? Well neway I'll shut up now and btw Harry arrived yesterday and I think there's summit the matter with him cos I keep finding him in Ginny's room and well he never seems to get out of bed when I talk to him…Weird I know but before you say nething I have asked him what's up? And he just says "Making up for lost time." Or summit stupid like that…Ain't got a clue...your better at the stuff.
Love Reasley (Ron's nickname)

P.S I'm sending this with Errol cos U should have seen the state Pig arrived back in…Looked like he'd stopped somewhere to poop while on the way back here."

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Hermione was lying on her bed watching 'Strictly come dancing', waiting for her parent to get back. When she heard a loud 'Bang' from the balcony doors, She jumped up with a start, her right foot landed straight into the bucket of popcorn. Scrambling to get her foot from the bucket she kicked the table, knocking her can of coke over onto her bar of chocolate, which dropped off the edge of the table and landed on the shag pile carpet…Scaring crookshanks making her run up the curtain which began to rip from the size of the cat, revelling a large, confused owl bobbing around the balcony dragging along a letter by it's leg.

Once Hermione had realised that it was Errol and the shock had worn off she headed for the balcony…"clunk…clunk…clunk" She stopped abruptly What could that be? she thought. She waited, listening for any sign of the noise and once convinced it had gone she started for the balcony again "clunk…clunk…clunk". She stopped bewildered waiting for the 2nd time to listen for the noise…nothing. A bit like a monkey looking for nits she scratched her head and began again for balcony.

"Clunk…Clunk…Clunk" She stopped again a little scared, a little frustrated as the noise had stopped again. Her final decision was to just run for the balcony therefore if giant pea jumped out and tried to eat her she could scream attracting attention and also getting to read the letter she presumed was off Ron. "Clunkclunkclunkclunkclunk" She had reached the balcony unharmed and bent down untying the letter from Errol's leg and started to read it.

When she heard the noise again "clunkclunkclunkclunk" Feeling that the noise was closer then before she looked down and saw Errol peaking the bucket still on her foot before flying to the balcony railings. She breathed a sigh of relief to have realised what the noise had been and flicked her foot causing the bucket to come flying off and hit Errol, he hooted as he fell…Hermione ran to the balcony edge looking over hoping he was aright…please please she thought…no what will Reasley say if I've killed his bird!(No not Helen!)"

She looked down but cud see no sign of Errol until she looked up and saw him hurtling straight at her! She tried to duck but was too late…She Errol had hit her right in her nose and she'd fell backwards onto her bum and hitting her head off the bucket giving her a nice bruise…And Errol…well he's…stuck in her hair.