Chapter four: A holiday visitor

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Me breaking into the Gryffindor tower: OK! ALL YA IN DA BAG! THIS IS A FEDRAL COPYRIGHT!

Hermione: What?

Me: YA HEARD ME! IN DA BAG BOOKIE! DON'T POINT THAT WAND AT ME RONALD WEALSY! GET INDA BAG! YEAH YOU TOO HARRY! I GOT RAVEN CLAW, HUFFLE PUFF AND SLYERIN IN DER, YER DA LAST BUNCH! GET IN!

J. K. flies in

J. K.: STUPFY!

Me: Damn it

The snow was falling when Hermione woke up the next morning. She found two letters at the end of the bed. She crawled down to the end of the bed and opened the first letter from her mum and dad.

Dear Hermie,

Daniel's coming up to Hogwarts and satying in the boys dorm. I don't want anything happening that your not ready for HERMIONE! May I remind you you both have raging hormones and if I get a letter I come up there and take you both back, and then next move is up to your dad….

Ha ha, scared you. I know you won't do anything bad. Owl us as soon as you can honey.

Mum.

Hermione blushed at the letter and couldn't believe what her mother had said in the letter. Of course she wouldn't do anything with Daniel, 1. She hadn't even kissed him yet.

2. She just had her heart ripped out; she didn't even think she could do anything let alone kiss him.

Hermione decided not to open the next letter at the bottom of her bed. Lavender couldn't stop screaming her girly scream until Ron started kissing her to shut her up at breakfast.

"So Herm, who's coming to visit you?" Ron said eating his potatoes.

"Daniel." She said blushing pushing her fork into her pancakes.

Harry looked at Hermione mouth open. "Daniel? Daniel who?"

"It's just this guy I met at camp Martin this summer."

"What the (H-E- double hockey sticks) is a camp?"

"My god Ron, you don't know what a camp is?"

"No."

"Okay, you pack all your stuff and you go to this place for eight weeks and sleep in a cabin with all these other girls. And you do-"

"You all sleep in one bed? That's sick." said Ron.

"No Ron, you go and do activities and-"

Harry was spaced out. He thought that Hermione liked him, because quite frankly, he thought she was damn hot. While Hermione rambled on about Camp Whatever it was called, he kept thinking about her from the first year.

"I thought Hermione liked me, maybe I should start going out with Cho…."

After breakfast Hermione gave up on trying to tell Ron about camp, he seemed to think that Camp Martin was where weird people sleep in the same beds in small cabin and shoot each other in archery. And he had no idea why they had ride horses when they had cars.

"Why do you sleep in the same bed? That sounds damn sick."

"Shut the (h-e-2ble hokey stix) up!" said Hermione.

"Did Hermione Granger just swear?" said laughing

"Shut up Ronald." She said walking to muggle studies.

"Damn, what's her problem?" said Ginny walking up to Ron.

"Just being' a biocth." said Ron running up to Harry.

"Yo, Harry!" said Ron running up to Harry. "Yer being all quiet."

"Shut up Ron." Said Harry not looking at him.

Ron backed away from him.

"Jeez." he said going back talk to Seamus.

NOW BACKTO HERMIE's POV

"Hermione!" yelled the professor. Hermione snapped back to reality.

"Where you paying attention?" asked the professor putting her hands on her hips.

"Yes professor."

"Then please tell us what muggles use to talk to each other from long distances."

"The telephone." said Hermione.

"Um…right. Okay, let's continue. She went back to the drawing of a kid on the phone and then on the right two kids in different houses three feet away with an owl flying to one of them.

Hermione looked out the window to the sky and thought about Daniel. He was so hot…but she actually liked Harry. She didn't want to love Harry. She frowned and buried her head in her hands. "Love so sucks." She said.

The next few days Hermione and Harry avoided each other. Every time Harry walked into the Common room. Hermione got teary eyed and ran up to the girls dormitories. Every time Hermione sat down at their spot on the table, Harry would just stare at his peas and wouldn't eat.

Five days before the school let out for the holidays A kid came through the boys dorm door. He had blonde hair and freckles He was wearing jeans and a shirt that say "LONGHORNS ROCK HARD" that a kid from Texas scoffed at and stuck his thumb up and said "Gig em'" the boy frowned and went over to his bed and threw down his back pack.

"Who are you?" asked Dean looking at the boy at ease.

"My names Daniel." He had an Australian accent. Ron sneered at him and looked at Harry. "Harry, he's one -"

"I heard that you Mud Blood." He sneered back.

"I'm not a Mud Blood, my family's a pure."

'yeah, keep telling yerself that."

Hermione barged into boys dorms and saw Daniel.

"Daniel!" she ran up and hugged.

Daniel hugged him and put his hand in her pocket. He pulled out the love letter she got.

"Oh, you got my letter?" he opened it up.

"You wrote this?" She said grabbing it from his hands.

"Yes," he said

"Oh, Daniel…" she embraced him throwing her arms around his neck.

Harry pulled Ron into the corner.

"That's wrong." Said Harry

"Yeah, but Hermione likes him."

"No." said Harry. "I wrote that love letter."

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