"Oh Hermione, thank God!! I'm dying here with just Fred, George, and Ginny! Please talk to her so she'll shut up!" Hermione remembered that in Ron's letter he said that Ginny wanted to talk to her about something. She wondered what it was but was too happy to think about it now in case it was bad news. She liked her good mood and wanted it to stay that way.
"It's nice to see you too Ron. How's Pigwidgeon doing?" Pigwidgeon was Ron's annoying little pigmy owl, he called him Pig for short. She saw him quickly swoop in through the window he had been hovering at when he heard his name. He flew straight at Hermione and nearly got swallowed up by her immense amount of curly hair.
"As annoying and bothersome as ever! Every time I try to send a letter with him he flips out and bites my fingers…hard!" Ron showed Hermione his bitten and scratched hands, they weren't nearly as bad as her mother's were though, probably because Ron's owl was such a tiny little thing.
"Really now? The same thing has been happening to my mum whenever an owl comes for me. Rather strange coincidence, isn't it?"
"That is strange. I don't know, maybe they're just being weird is all, it's probably nothing." But Ron didn't sound too sure when he said that. Strange things were always going on when you're a wizard.
Just then another pop sounded and Mrs. Weasley stepped out of the fireplace, she had been exchanging recipes with Mrs. Granger. Hermione had always wished her mother knew how to make Treacle Tart.
"Ah, Hermione. It's so nice that you're finally here. Now, Ronald, go and take Hermione's things to Ginny's room." Ron grudgingly picked up Hermione's heavy suitcase and dragged it about half way before he couldn't take it any more.
"Honestly Hermione! What have you got in here, rocks?"
"No…books, you should work out more Ronald. Honestly though, sometimes you're so stupid!" Hermione pulled out her wand and gave it a quick swish, "Wingardium Leviosa!" The suitcase flew into the air where it would float until Hermione put her wand down. "Forgot you are a wizard, did you Ron?" Hermione giggled at her own wit.
Ron smiled, "Yeah, er, it happens I guess." They threw the suitcase down by the spare bed and walked out into the hall where they nearly bumped into a fast-walking Fred and George.
"Jeeze, Ronnie, watch where you're going! You didn't happen to levitate Hermione's things into the room, did you?" said Fred accusingly.
"Well of course, why wouldn't I?" Hermione had no idea why they thought it wrong to magically transport her suitcase or why they were walking when they had just last summer been obsessed with apparating everywhere they went.
"We weren't speaking to you Hermione but thank you for answering our question anyway." said George jokingly.
"Why are you three acting so anti-magic today?" Hermione was very interested in what was going on.
"Hermione, I really don't think it's any of your business why we're acting any way that we are." Ron was a little afraid of how she would react to being denied information.
"Oh, well then, fine. Whatever you say. It's not like I have vast knowledge and could help you with your problem. Just don't tell me anything."
"Who says we have a problem? We don't have a problem, do we guys?" Fred, George, and Ron smirked because they were, for once, telling the truth. "Whatever, I'm going to talk to Ginny, at least she trusts me." Hermione strolled off feeling having won a small battle even though she still didn't know what they were up to.
"See you later Hermione!" Ron called after her, "I think Ginny's in the garden, watch out for the gnomes though!" Ron and the twins laughed.
Hermione made her way to the garden, still very curious about the boys' anti-magic attitudes but didn't want think about it too much. She'd spent the better part of her Summer thinking and reading, her time at the Weasley's was meant for chatting and having fun. Which is exactly what she intended to do. She found Ginny, where Ron said she'd be, looking rather unhappy. Hermione prepared herself for a bit of bad news.
"Hello Ginny, how has your Summer been going?"
"Hermione!!!! You're FINALLY here! I've been waiting for you to come over for almost two weeks!" Ginny Weasley had also grown quite a bit over the summer and was almost as tall as Hermione. She jumped up and gave Hermione a long awaited hug. "I have a problem Hermione, I really need someone to talk to."
"Why didn't you just write to me Ginny?"
"Oh my, didn't Ron tell you?" she had a confused look on her face and rolled up her sleeve cautiously so her scratched arm was exposed.
"What? Has Pigwidgeon been attacking you too?"
"Yes! Only about 5 times worse than he scratches Ronald! It's really starting to hurt, I have to wear long sleeves to keep the dust and things out of them and it's been so hot out lately."
"They've been biting my mum too, it's rather strange."
"Yes, but…there's also another reason why I have to wear long sleeves…"
A Note From Me:
Ha ha ha! You have to wait until next chapter to find out her problem! Sigh, well I'm enjoying writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it. I'm open to criticism and I really want some reviews. Ttyl!