A/N: This chapter has been beta read. Thanks, Super MKatR.

Chapter 3 –Halloween

Dear Ginny,

We had our first levitation class with professor Flitwick this morning. It was a disaster. It would have seemed that I needed to levitate an anvil instead a feather considering how mine wouldn't even move. Seriously! Not even the wind helped me!

Seamus Finnigan, my class partner, managed to accidently set his feather on fire, and Ron couldn't make a better outcome.

The truth is that the only one who managed a decent levitation spell was Hermione Granger (Yes, her again). But after class, it wasn't nice, because Ron got a bit spiteful and kept saying that she was a nightmare and that's why she didn't have any friends.

But she heard it.

I'm feeling bad for her, and a bit guilty too. I know it wasn't me who hurt her, but I didn't defend her and I also haven't been exactly nice to her.

Just now, I heard she's hiding in the girls bathroom and she's there crying for hours.

I reckon we'll apologise to her later.

Happy Halloween.

Harry

P.S. I've been talking to Hagrid and do you know what he told me? That my mum was great with wandless magic. I'll check in the library and see if I can find anything out about it. It would be cool to be able to do something my mum could also do.

Dear Harry,

Sit down, read and begin explaining yourself.

First, I got a letter from you saying how the idiot Ron and you (an idiot for association) broke poor Hermione Granger's heart in the middle of the Halloween. Then, this early morning, mum got a letter from Percy about a little adventure of yours with a mountain troll.

Right. What did I miss?

Percy said that Hermione Granger, rules and good behaviour queen, tried to face the troll all by herself and that you, good boys, tried to prevent her and turned out needing to face it all by yourselves. Ahem, seriously, did people actually believe in that poor talk?

I'm almost sure that it happened exactly the opposite, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and let you tell me your version.

My Halloween wasn't nearly as exciting as yours.

My dad took Luna and me trick or treating in a close muggle village. I wore a fairy costume. It's the same every year, but my mum always renovates it to look different. Well, I don't know what Luna's costume was, but it glowed with neon colours.

We had a great time, mainly dad. He just loves muggle's sweets. Before we arrived home, we were already without sweets.

I know this is nothing compared to a mountain troll, but it had its value.

I hope you have fixed things with Granger.

I'm anxious to know more about your adventure,

Ginny

P.S. Yes, I want to know about that the wandless magic. The only consciously thing I can do with my magic is opening the broom closet. But you once accidently Apparated, Harry! Of course, you have potential for that kind of magic.

Dearest Ginny,

I think I should feel insulted for being entitled "an idiot for association", but I'm not, because I agree with you.

Still, please, don't sentence me if Percy was faster with a quill and an owl than me. Fighting a troll is a little tiring, do you know?

Well, the tale is as follows. In the middle of our Halloween feast, professor Quirell entered in the Great Hall screaming that there was a troll in the dungeons. Everybody screamed, I even saw some girls climbing up the seats as if it would protect them from the troll. Professor Dumbledore ordered everyone to go to their common rooms.

Along the path to the tower, I remembered that Hermione was alone in the bathroom on the first floor, so I spoke with Ron and we ran to warn her. When we arrived at the first floor corridor, there was this hideous odour. That was when we saw the troll. He had his back to us, entering in another door. He was huge, like thirteen feet tall, stinky, his skin was filled with bumps and… Did I mention how smelly he was?

We followed our instincts and ran to lock the door. I was starting to breathe easier until I heard Hermione screaming. Yes, you are thinking correctly. We locked Hermione in the bathroom with the troll. Genius, isn't it?

I know! After that, the only thing we could do was enter and help her. But in the end, we had a lot of luck. Don't ask me how, but somehow I managed to mount the troll's back and jab my wand into his nose. No, it isn't a lie.

And guess what! Ron did the Levitation Charm for the first time. It was extremely opportune, because he levitated the troll's club and hit the troll in the head. It was really lucky, because I was on the verge of being smashed.

And that's all! We're still alive!

Professor McGonagall was a little bit testy when she found out, but when Hermione took the blame to protect us, we even won some points for Gryffindor.

Hermione was cool for doing that for us. Then we apologized and I reckon we're friends now.

Back to you. Fairy, huh?! You must have been the cutest fairy in all Ottery St. Catchpole. Maybe Luna's costume was a nargle? Who knows?

I never went trick or treat living with the Dursleys, but I think it must be cool.

I found a book about wandless magic in the library, I'll read a bit and then I'll tell you what I discover.

Kindly,

Harry

P.S. Now that I'm thinking about it. How did the troll enter in the castle at first place? Ron thinks it was a joke from Peeves, but I don't agree. It all seems a bit odd to me.

Harry was seated at an isolated table in the library, when somebody called his attention.

'Harry, what're you doing?' Hermione asked.

'Um?! Oh, nothing.' Harry answered, concealing the letter to Ginny between his books.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. 'Are you hiding something?'

'No.'

'Harry!'

Harry faced Hermione's intelligent glance and realized he could not fool her. 'It's just a letter, ok?'

'Oh.' Hermione squinted suspiciously at Harry. 'A letter to whom? I thought you didn't write to your uncle and aunt.'

'It isn't for them.' Harry answered, praying that she would change the topic.

'Then who?' She insisted. 'Look, I know you've been regularly writing to someone hidden from us. Or better, hidden from Ron!'

'Damn!' Harry thought. 'I'm not hiding anything from Ron.'

'Harry, you're an awful liar.' She sighed. 'Boys!'

'Look, it isn't a big deal, ok?! I just didn't say anything for Ron, because he might not understand.'

Hermione kept staring him and Harry sighed. 'It's for Ginny, Ron's sister. We've been exchanging letters for a while now. We're friends.'

'Why don't you tell him that?'

'Ah, I don't know… I think he would get upset, or jealous, whatever… I think he won't be happy about this. So we decided not to say anything for now.'

'We?'

'Yes. Ginny doesn't want anybody bothering her because of this.'

'Harry, I still think sooner or later you'll have trouble with Ron for hiding this from him.'

'Yes, Hermione, probably.' But don't say anything, please. I promise I will tell him when the time is right.'

Hermione rolled her eyes, because of the masculine stupidity. 'Ok. But don't say I didn't warn you.'

A/N: Hi! This was the third chapter.

This story is currently over forty chapters and title of the fourth is Wandless Magic.