Chapter 2
Hermione
Harry lay back on his bed, still stunned by his aunt's words, not to mention his O.W.L. results.13 O.W.L.S! And an Outstanding in Potions. A grin broke out on his face when he thought of the reaction that Professor Snape would have when he found that Harry would be in his N.E.W.T classes. Harry grinned when he saw his owl, Hedwig as she swooped in, a letter tied to her leg. He untied the parchment and began to read it.
Dear Harry,
I just got my O.W.L.S! 16! Mum and Dad were so proud! Listen, I got a letter from Dumbledore and he said you can come over here sometimes. Not the whole summer, but for a few hours every week. Call me on the telephone, my number is 555-7897, and we can make arrangements. See you soon.
Love from Hermione.
The next afternoon, Harry took the letter and walked downstairs to the kitchen where Aunt Petunia was starting supper. She smiled at him and handed him a soda from the refrigerator. Harry took a deep breath and held up the letter.
"Aunt Petunia, may I use the telephone?" His aunt smiled and pointed at the receiver. Harry picked it up and dialed Hermione's number. A deep male voice answered after the second ring.
"Hello, may I please speak to Hermione?"
"May I ask who's calling?"
"Yes, sir...I'm Harry...Harry Potter..."
"Ah, yes. Hermione's told me a good deal about you. Hold on one moment, and I'll get her."
A few moments passed when Harry heard the phone being picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hermione?"
"Harry? It is so good to hear your voice! How are you? How many O.W.L.S did you get? Can you come over?" Harry chuckled and shook his head.
"One question at a time, 'Mione. I'm fine, 13, and yes."
"13!13 O.W.L.S? Harry, that's amazing. I'm so proud of you!"
"So, when can you get here?"
"You'll be having supper with us, so I'll be there at 6 tonight."