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Hey…I really am trying to focus on Ask Evvy but got an amazing idea for a story. Hope you like it.

Chapter one

The first day of Hogwarts, at Platform 9 and 3/4

Written on a page of the notebook with blue cover

Hey Harry.

No, I'm not speaking. And yes, I can hear.

Wait. Write back instead of talking, okay?

This is weird. You know that right?

Yup.

So why aren't you talking?

Talking+metrouble

O come on, Hermione.

Seriously!

Rightttttttt…hey, there's Ron!

What's HE gonna say when he finds out that you're not talking?

I guess we'll see when he gets here.

Hey Ron.

Good to see you too.

Write to me. Don't talk.

Hermione, what the hell are you doing?

What a lovely way to talk to your best friend that you haven't seen all summer.

Seriously.

Supposedly, talking+hertrouble

Come on.

I know! Isn't it stupid?

For one thing, it is not stupid! And for another, we need to get on the train before it leaves.

Good point.

…

Written on the back of a chocolate-smeared napkin with the 'Hogwarts Express Food Cart' logo on the front

Ron, you seriously have to stop pigging out.

Why? I like it.

Ron, it's kinda gross.

Tell me that then.

Ron, you know she's not going to talk. She has a HUGE willpower.

Good point.

Hey you guys, why are you writing notes?

Hey Ginny.

Hermione won't talk.

Really?

Really really.

Holy shit!

Ginny, you shouldn't talk like that!

She's right, you know.

Whatever.

What are you doing here?

Apparently he wants you to come to the Heads car with him.

How do you know that?

I can speak bastard.

You got that right.

GINNY!

Ok, Malfoy, I'm coming.

Hey Mudblood, whadidya do, go lose your voice?

You're gonna lose your face if you keep talking like that.

Temper, temper, weasel.

Shut the hell up Malfoy.

Yeah, just go away and leave us alone.

You think I WANT to be here? I just don't want detention from Professor Sucked-1000-Lemons-Over-The-Summer.

Then leave!

I will! I don't have any friggin idea why I'm writing on a napkin to four losers.

Holy shit, weasel, you eat like a hippo!

Malfoy, leave them alone. Let's go.

No, I don't think I will.

Hey Potter, got a new girlfriend? The redhead? Kinda poor for your ability to living tastes, don't you think?

Malfoy…

Malfoy, I said, LEAVE IT!

And readhead, do you snog him every night? No wonder you live in such a pigsty if you have that piece of filth coming over every night-

GRANGER YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!

Written on the back of instructions for Head Girl

Malfoy, if you try to touch me in this compartment, I swear, I'm gonna kick your ass all the way to China.

Racist, aren't we?

You're lucky that McGonagall can't see this!

Bitch.

Shut up. Just because I slapped you for insulting Ginny back there doesn't mean that we can't try to be civil to each other.

And why the hell would I want to do that?

Because we're head boy and girl, and we'll be sharing a common room.

WTF?

Pay attention more, Malfoy. You might actually learn something.

McGonagall's looking at us.

That old bat? No way. She's too busy ranting about our inter-house unity or some shit like that.

Whatever. She's done now.

Thank god! She's gone.

Yeah.

Well,-wait, why am I still writing notes?

I don't know.

Well, anyway. Bye.

Bye.

Written in leather-bound book, still inside heads' compartment

Wow. I just had about a normal conversation with Malfoy, aka Ferret Face. That happens once every blue moon.

Too bad it can't last. I really don't want to fight him when we share a common room. I can't believe he's the other head…well, Dumbledore must have his reasons.

Probably stupid ones.

Well, I'm getting off the train and into the carriages. Bye.

…

Written on a page of the notebook with a blue cover with a slight smell of hay

Mione, you gotta stop this 'no speaking' thing.

Yeah. It's kinda wierding me out.

That makes two of us.

Three.

You guys, seriously. I mean it. I WILL keep this up.

Yeah right.

I know I'm right.

Hermione!

Face it Ron, the joke's on you.

Awwww…is Ronnie going to pout?

Shut up.

Hermione, you're laughing.

Laughing isn't talking.

But you're going to have to talk to cast spells.

Ha! We've got you on this one!

I'll just learn it silently. It's much harder, so I'll get a challenge.

Nothing's gonna change your mind, will it?

Nope.

Written on a white cloth napkin in the Great Hall

I wish they'd hurry up!

Me too! I'm starving.

Ron, you're always starving.

Good point. But I'm still hungry!

Can't you guys appreciate the sorting? This is very important.

Yeah, sure, whatever.

I'm ignoring that.

FOOD!

Hey you guys…I hope you like it. I thought it would be cool to have a new format of writing and stuff. Well, plz review! I would appreciate it!