Hermione sighed and picked up a particularly large book about the only wizard to ever get away with using counterfeit galleons, his secret was not discovered until after his death. She continued reading until her cheerful yet slightly alarmed looking mother walked in. She had scratches all along her arms and hands.
"Been fighting with the owls again, have we Mum?" Hermione smiled for the first time in a few days. She was suddenly put in a much better mood. Her mother had indeed been fighting with the owls, and that only meant one thing: a long awaited letter from a missed friend had just arrived.
"I just don't understand it. I've never done anything to a single one of those owls that deliver the letters but they always attack me the second I put my hand out to untie the letter. That is what I'm supposed to do, right? I mean I'm a dentist for God's sake. I know how to use my hands. It must have thought I was going to pull out it's feathers."
"Maybe," Hermione chuckled "they know that you're a dentist and found out how painful it is to have your teeth drilled by your hands. It was all self- defense really." Hermione found this rather funny and allowed herself to laugh out loud for the first time in a while. She was in a much better mood at the prospect of a letter.
"Ha ha." Hermione's mother gave her a disapproving stare but it quickly changed into her mother's exuberant smile and she laughed along. "Well then, I suppose you want your letter, and it better be damn good one for all the fuss I went through for it." She handed Hermione the letter and made her way back to the kitchen.
Hermione was a little disappointed to see that the letter was from Ron and not Harry, who she hadn't seen nor heard from in quite a long time due to his aunt and uncle who wanted to keep Harry as far away from magic as possible while he stayed with them, but ripped it open excitedly anyway. It read:
Dear Hermione,
Hope you've been having a good summer so far. Mine's been alright but it's been really hot out lately and all Fred and George want to do is play Quiditch, which would be great if it wasn't outside. Oh well. Have you heard from Harry at all? I heard from him once a few weeks ago but none since then. Mum and Dad say that if you're ready, we can come and get you in three days, that'd be Sunday I believe. So if that's good we'll see you Sunday at 2:00 P.M. Ginny is just crazy to talk to you about some bloody thing. I've no idea what, but every day this week she's asked me if I sent you this letter yet. She's mental that one but at least you can stop the madness. Send back a reply and we'll see you soon.
Sincerely, Ron
Well, it wasn't really long but it was well worth the effort. Hermione ran to the kitchen to tell her mother the good news.
"Letter was good, Mum. It was from Ronald, he says that his parents can come get me on Sunday to get ready for school."
"Oh! So soon? Yes, I guess you're right. I just miss you so much when you go off to school. Promise me that you'll send me at least two letters each month. They don't have to be long, just a little reassurance that you're safe and happy."
"I promise Mum, and I am happy." she smiled. She was happy because she knew she would soon be with her friends and back doing her magic.
later that week
Hermione took one last look at her suitcase to make sure she had everything neatly packed before she closed it. After scrutinizing it she decided it was good and shut it tightly. She grabbed her wand off her dresser and placed it in her pocket, that was the one thing she couldn't just leave in a suitcase. She grabbed her cat, Crookshanks, and headed for the front door to leave her things so they'd be ready when the Weasleys arrived. It was ten minutes to two.
She said goodbye to her nearly tearing mother and gathered her things in her arms at exactly two. She stared at the fireplace expectedly. Then a huge "pop" filled the room and Mrs. Weasley stood before them.
"Oh my, Hermione! How much you have grown and blossumed!" Hermione giggled because it was true. She grown about two inches in more places than one.
"Hello Mrs. Weasley, it's nice to see you too." Hermione gave Mrs. Weasley a warm embrace. "Well, Mum, I guess this is goodbye for now."
"Oh! I'll be waiting for my letters so you better send them!"
"I will." She hugged her mother and told her to tell her father goodbye and that she loved him. Mrs. Weasley said fairwell to Mrs. Granger and ushered Hermione into the fireplace. "The Burrow!"
A Note From Me So that's the end of chapter 2. I thought it was pretty good. Review me please!