Fun fun fun day. I got my first 2 ½ hours for NJHS done! Ask me and I will tell, but for now…read this chappie and leave reviews…: D

Chapter 2-

Hermione sat by her bedroom window, feeling slightly guilty. Was she doing the right thing by using Ginny's name? Was she giving Harry false hopes?

Of course she wasn't…she wasn't planning to sit and write an autobiography to Harry pretending to be Ginny, it was just one letter…so she didn't get the image of Harry sitting alone and waiting.

She hadn't told Ginny, and as far as she knew, she didn't intend to. One small secret wouldn't hurt anyone…

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Just hours after she sent the letter, she received another one back.

Her owl flew into the living room, where she was eating dinner with her parents. Excusing herself quickly, she rushed up the stairs, ignorant to the confused looks her parents were sending her.

Once she had reached her room, she locked the door with a spell, and flopped on her bed and excitedly tore open the parchment.

There it was. Harry's handwriting, bright and shiny. She could tell it was written recently for most of the ink smudged when she rubbed her fingers against it.

She lifted the parchment to her nose to smell it. It didn't smell much like anything, but still, it had a lingering scent that made Hermione feel as if Harry was nearby.

Quickly, she flattened it out and began to read.

Dear Ginny,

Finally! I thought you had forgotten about me! I've been waiting for weeks to hear your letter!

There were some lines below that that were crossed out, but under that it read:

I reached yesterday. I'm renting a flat, but I won't tell you…just incase if what you said about the newspaper turns out to be true. Crazy reporters…I'm glad I got away from the ruckus.

Anyways, tell me how life is. How's Hermione? Did she get any job applications yet…and since when have you been so worried about getting a job? I thought you were going to take back and relax.

Nothing much has happened since I've gotten here, except…

I met a lady…her name's Virginia Melthstorpe. She recognized me! I couldn't believe it, I was sitting in the train station, looking for places to rent a flat and she randomly called my name out. Of course, I tried to avoid her, but she kept persisting. It turns out, she was a friend of my mum's before she left for Hogwarts! I'm staying with her…

Okay, I have to go…Hermione's owl has been nipping me for ages so I had to write this quickly. Tell Hermione that I fed her some of Hedwig's food because I was unsure what else to feed.

Alright, tell Hermione and Mr. Weasley that I miss them…and tell the Granger's too. Write back soon!

Harry

Hermione read over it twice in her head.

Rushing over towards her desk she pulled out a piece of parchment. She reached for a quill, but stopped midway.

Should she do it? Again?

Once more can't hurt, she thought, grabbing the quill and dipping it in ink.

Dear Harry,

How could I forget you? We've only been friends for years-

Hermione paused. That sounded too much like her…she needed to sound like Ginny, while still being…herself.

That's confusing, Hermione concluded as she pulled out another piece of parchment.

Dear Harry,

Are you sure you can trust this Virginia person? Not to spoil your spirit or anything, but she may be a supporter of You-Know-You. It's not safe for you to stay with anyone you don't absolutely positively know.

Anyways, Hermione says its fine that you fed her owl that…apparently it's the same thing she feeds!

Nothing much has changed, and of course my job matters! I haven't gotten anymore applications…everyone's saying that I've become more and more addicted to sitting up in my room waiting…apparently I'm a Percy in the making…which makes me feel wonderful of course.

On to other news, you'll never believe this…ever! S.P.E.W is taking a huge liftoff! Someone heard of it and thought it was a great charity process, so now S.P.E.W is becoming official! Isn't it wonderful…I forgot to write about it in my first letter.

Anyways…write back soon. I have to go…G-Hermione is calling me down…I'll talk to you later.

Lots of love,

Ginny

There, Hermione thought with satisfaction. It looked good, she noted, except for the minor mistake in which she had started to write Ginny's name…but everything else was perfect.

Smiling, she rolled it up and decided to send it in the morning. Her owl, which was napping in its cage, looked tired enough.

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Dear Ginny,

Virginia is my mum's friend and I know it. I saw pictures and she knows Hermione's parents! Yesterday she asked me about my best friends…I told her about you, and then Hermione and she just took off! We even called the Grangers yesterday and talked to Mrs. Granger…apparently they've been childhood friends, just like her and my mum! Be sure to tell Hermione about Virginia and her relationship with her mum. I trust Virginia, she won't betray me.

Is it just me…or are you turning more and more into Hermione by the letter? First the job thing, and now S.P.E.W? Not that it's bad or anything…I've always like that quality in Hermione.

So, don't spare any details from me. Tell me everything about life back in London. Even though I'm on the other side of the Earth, I want to feel like I'm right there next to you.

And-I have a surprise for you, but I'm sending it in the next letter because Hermione's owl looks too tired to carry much more.

Alright, I have to go-I've met a new friend in this town. His name's Nicholas, or 'Nick', as he likes to go by. He's absolutely crazy, just like you!

There was a line underneath it which was crossed out, but Hermione could still read it clearly.

He reminds me a lot of Ron.

She quickly finished the second letter, and hid it under her bed, next to the first letter.

This time she didn't even bother to hesitate about writing back. She knew she would do it, no matter what.

She dipped her quill in ink and began to write…

Dear Harry,

Oh! Do send it…Hermione's owl can bear it, I know she can!

Anyways, I didn't mean to sound rude or anything about Virginia, if you trust her, then I trust her. And if she's Hermione's mom's friend…then I guess it's alright.

Well Nick sounds interesting; I hope to meet him someday. I can't write for much today…I have to go to a S.P.E.W meeting.

Lots of Love,

Ginny

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Dear Ginny,

Alright, here it is! The long-awaited present…sorry it took a week to mail, I've been sort of busy lately. Open the package!

Hermione took off the small brown box that was carefully attached to the letter. Handling the package carefully as to not tear anything, she unfolded the brown paper. Removing that, and then the packaging around it, she sucked in her breath at the object inside the bag.

They were the most gorgeous, golden bangles she had ever seen in her life. She lifted the two of them up gingerly and slipped them on her right wrist. They fit like a dream, and hid under the long sleeves of her robes, so no one would ask unwanted questions.

She smiled at them, jiggled her wrist a bit, and then picked up the letter to continue reading.

Virginia found them. They were my mum's. Apparently they are passed down to the woman of the family. I thought of you just as I saw them. I hope you like them.

Hermione smiled as she finished off the letter. She chinkled the bangles again and then set down the letter.

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Before Hermione knew it, writing to Harry became a habit. She would always receive his letters, and write back-pretending to be Ginny. After a while, she forgot that what she was doing was wrong…all she knew was that she liked it. She felt closer to Harry this way then when they were back at Hogwarts.

Then the letter came…that changed everything.