These letters will jump through the timeline kinda like how I jumped through the years in 'You Will Thank Me Someday.' They will be in order, but you won't see every letter they send each other. Just random excerpts from their correspondence.

Pen-Pals

Chapter 3: End of Year 3

Harry,

I can't believe how fast the year has flown by. I'm all packed up and ready to go. I wish desperately that the library would let me check books out for the summer. Though I suppose it's for the best, I doubt daddy would be ok with me bringing 3 extra trunks to school just for books. (Though there has to be an easier way. I'm looking into it) I'm also dreading the wand lock registration line. (1) It's absurdly unfair, unsafe, and also classist! I know for a fact a couple of my dorm mates parents take the wand locks off once they are home. It feels as if the practice specifically targets muggle-borns and some half-bloods. I have written a strongly worded letter to the Head Mistress and MACUSA's Education Department, you can be sure.

On the bright side, I managed to slip a little surprise into Tiffany Taylors bags. I experimented with the itching hex you sent me, but ended up going with a Finite Talisman I have been working on. I managed to attach it to a charm in her favorite bracelet. I set it to work specifically on the makeup and hair charms I know she uses religiously. It will make every beauty charm she puts on fade after 15 minutes. That's what she gets for making fun of my teeth.

Don't worry I made one for you too. It's a bookmark, but you can transfigure it into whatever form you like, and it should still work. Fair warning: If your mom is a fan of beauty charms, I would be careful and not bring it into the same room as her. This one isn't personalized, so it should work on anyone within 5 feet of you. I think… I'm pretty sure I got most of the kinks out of it.

Are you all packed up yet? By the way do they use wand locks at Hogwarts? Also, please apologize to your friend Ron for me. I never imagined any one would open your mail, let alone eat chocolates that were meant for you, or appeared to be meant for you. Has your school nurse been able to change his voice back to normal yet? Though I do feel bad, I am glad he didn't read the letter as it was meant for your eyes only. And really, who opens other people's mail? Let that be a lesson to him for being so nosy!

Harry couldn't help but laugh at her not so sorry apology.

On that note I should probably warn you I jinxed this letter.

Harry froze, his blood turned to ice in his veins.

No one but you will be able to read any letters I send directly to you anymore, in fact, all they should see is pages full of gibberish. And if they try and break the charm, they will get a nasty surprise.

Relaxing from the mini heart attack he just about had, Harry couldn't help but smile at his clever friend.

Dear lord and lady of sky and sun, I must sound like such a petty harpy in this letter! I have talked of nothing else but jinx and hexes. Let's move on to a nicer subject, lest you think I am some sort of 'drama lama' as my American peers say.

I received news from my father. This summer we will be holidaying Up North again. This time in Northern Michigan, a place called Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes. You would think after our last dealings with bears, he would have had enough. He assured me this time we would be staying in a resort off Lake Michigan though, so no cabin, and no raccoons. (One would hope)

Also, I just finished my new Warding Stones as well! I would like to think I improved on my old design. I enclosed a pair for you as well as instructions. They are keyed to you and only you. Thank you by the way, for sending me a clipping of your hair. I know that was a lot to ask for, and scary to send to a stranger across the world. But it helped me attune the runes to you. Also, any future spells I craft and send to you, I can make sure they don't affect you! Isn't that neat? Magic is just so nifty.

Harry read through the letter, eating up every word. She was just so feisty! And seven hells was she clever. Too clever by half really. Grabbing the small leather pouch they had started using to send each other gifts and tokens back and forth, Harry opened it up carefully before spilling out the contents onto the desk he was sitting at. The book mark was wrapped in pretty little blue tissue paper. Unwrapping it he found a thin wooden bookmark, it was painted blue with his house signet pressed in gold on it. A small gold tassel was also attached at the top. Opening his book bag he put it carefully between the pages of his planner. A nifty little charm to have, though he had no idea what he would use it for yet.

Next he turned to the stones. They were in all different shapes, though mostly small and flat like the type used to skip stones over water. They were smooth to the touch each with a specific rune etched carefully onto the hard surface. River stones she had told him later in the letter, that she had collected from a creek by her school. These could be useful, he already thought of several things they could be used for.

Harry had never had any interest in taking Ancient Runes. But the things Hermione was able to do was just amazing. Weaving charms into her rune work and such, things Harry never thought possible. It was starting to look dead useful. He may just start looking into it for next year. Though he would jump into the Black Lake before ever taking Arithmancy. No matter how Hermione ranted and raved about it.

Putting the stones back into the pouch, he nearly dropped them all as the door to the empty classroom he was in jerked open.

"What in the blazes are you doing lurking about in here?"

Harry sighed in relief as Ron walked through the door. The Marauders map in his hand, cluing Harry in to how he found him. He was just glad it wasnt Snape. The Dungeon Bat had caught him a few times, hiding around the castle, reading Hermione's letters. Last thing he needed was another letter from his mother asking what he was getting up to. How his mother was such good friends with Snape, Harry doubted he would ever figure out. Thankfully his father shared the same dislike Harry had for the dour Defense Professor.

"Ugh! Is that another letter?"

Ron's voice changed mid sentence and Harry couldn't help but smirk. Hermione had sent him a batch of chocolates the two had been working on together for a prank of his. It had been meant for the Weasley twins, but Ron had intercepted Harry's package, and helped himself to its contents. Which had in turn, raised his voice to a girlishly high octave. The school nurse had not been able to figure out how to undo it in fact, and Ron had been told to let the magic work itself out of his system. It had taken almost 3 weeks! And to this day, whenever Hermione came up in conversation, his voice cracked.

"Yup, another letter. And she sent me some more goodies, wanna see?"

Harry laughed outright as Ron turned bright red and shook his head in an emphatic 'Hell No.'

"School is just about over, you don't need to write her anymore you know. Not gonna get any extra credit."

Ron groaned as Harry packed everything away and hitched his bag over his shoulder to follow his mate out the room. Ron just didn't get it. Having never even written his own Pen-Pal back even though the entire thing had been his idea. It wasn't about the extra credit. She just got him. Hermione just understood.

Please review! Let me know what you guys think. I'm trying not to be too mean to Ron, but just don't like him. Which I know is unfair, he has redeeming qualities. Somewhere… deep down inside I'm sure.

1. In the States, instead of having a 'trace' on your wand, I had Ilvermorny put 'wand locks' on Underage wands instead. An enchantment that makes them unusable until students come back to school and have the 'lock' removed. Of course some pure-blood parents know the counter-charm…