To: Hermione Granger,--- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
From: Harry Potter--- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
Subject: Quidditch Match
Hello my dearest,
I was just sitting here in my office twiddling my thumbs. (Yes I do know what twiddling means. I looked it up in a muggle dictionary as a matter of fact! And it definitely doesn't mean what Ron told me it meant…dirty mind he's got…)
Anyhoo, back to the twiddling of my thumbs…
I decided to log onto this crazy computer that you installed. I've only used e-mail that one time I forgot…I mean I REMEMBERED to make you dinner. Since then, I've been so busy, I completely forgot I even had it.
So why not put it to good use. I know you'll be thrilled when that man comes over the speaker thingie and proclaims that you have mail.
(Don't deny it Mione…you love it.)
SOOOO back to the point…I was on the computer and all of a sudden my e-mail account had about ten thousand messages in it. Most of them are from thirteen year old girls as a matter of fact…
BUT after going through every piece of mail I had, I had wasted a good amount of time, which made me very happy, but I still had one more piece left. So I clicked on it, and this huge picture of a Quidditch pitch came soaring out onto my screen and started playing music and it was all rather exciting!
It told me that I had won a trip to the Quidditch World Cup…which as you know I REALLY wanted to go to…and they told me that I got two tickets for FREE!
-Harry
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To: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
From: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
Subject: please…
PLEASE Harry…let me open your mail from now on.
That Quidditch e-mail sounds like spam.
I bet you just released a virus into the entire Ministry of Magic.
GREAT.
I'm coming down to your office right now.
DON'T MOVE.
-Hermione
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To: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
From: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
Subject: What the…?!
What in the bloody hell is spam?
Hermione…I think you've gone a bit mad…I knew that being the Minister of Magic would scar you for life…but did you listen? No of course not…
Oh crap.
I hear your heels clicking down the hall…you're coming to GET ME!
Harry
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To: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
From: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
Subject: YOU are in my office.
You're in my office right now.
Freaking out about something as usual I guess. I still have no bloody clue about what you're ranting and raving about, considering all I know about spam, is that it's some nasty meat that muggles eat.
Actually…is it even MEAT?
Anyway…now you're pacing.
I think it's quite humorous how you're getting impatient with me, because you keep saying something about how I'm just going to open more viruses.
I thought viruses were like germs.
COMPUTER'S can't get human germs Mione. Duh even I know that.
Now you're yelling at me to get off the bloody computer.
Damn.
I guess I better.
(Hopefully you're telling me to get off so that you can celebrate with me about winning free tickets!)
Now it's time for me to go kiss you to shut you up.
-Harry
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To: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
From: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
Subject: Do I even need to say…DAFT?!
Thank you for those wonderful e-mails Harry. I'm so glad I wasted my time reading something that happened when I was in the SAME room as you!
(Although that kiss you gave me did take my mind off things for a second…but don't think you can solve everything with your perfect lips!)
And hopefully Fowler explained to you what 'spam' and 'viruses' are. Because you are so daft that even I cannot get it through your head!
Honestly.
And no, we are not going to go to the Quidditch World Cup. It was a fake.
Oh…there is absolutely no chance that I will give up some of my money to buy tickets. Sorry. Nope. None. I refuse.
-Hermione
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To: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
From: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
Subject: Tear.
I'm crying silent tears in my office.
Fowler just explained what spam was. I told him I thought it was some sort of mystery meat at least four times, and by the fifth or sixth, he looked ready to smack me across the face.
Anyway…I didn't really understand what he was talking about. I mean…isn't it strange for a wizard to know so much about muggle contraptions? A bit boring I think…
All I know is that we didn't get free tickets.
And that makes me sad…
-Harry
(PLEASE Hermione…just a few galleons to spare…I'll pay you back I promise…I'll even take you to that new restaurant with the muggle waiters…)
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To: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
From: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
Subject: Giggle.
I'm laughing quite hard at the moment. Let me get a moment to compose myself…all I can see though is you sitting in your office crying…quite a sight let me tell you…
As tempting as that restaurant is, and as delightfully handsome those muggle waiters are, I'm sorry. No money. I REFUSE.
That is…unless you buy Ron, me, AND Luna a ticket.
You thought your girlfriend didn't like Quidditch did you?
Well I don't.
But if it would make you happy…I'll go. As long as I have another girl to whine and moan about sports with.
Go ahead and TAKE MY MONEY! LEAVE ME POOR! WHATEVER MAKES MY HARRY HAPPY.
Ugh I CANNOT believe I just typed that.
Well…I'm serious. Go ahead and buy the tickets.
Are you coming over tonight? I sincerely hope so. I rented this new muggle movie…it looks to be quite good…
I love you.
-Hermione
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To: Hermione Granger --- Minister of Magic, Ministry of Magic
From: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
Subject: Wow.
What a change!
My darling Hermione wants to see a Quidditch match! I never thought I would see the day…
And I won't even make you pay.
You know I have enough money. I was just being an annoying dolt.
So don't worry about the money, I'll check with Ron and Luna, and then I'll buy the tickets.
Can't wait for the movie…you'll probably get done before me because you don't waste time like I do…so come on down to my office when you're done…
I love you too.
-Harry
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To: Ronald Weasley --- Sports Writer, The Quibbler
From: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
Subject: Quidditch World Cup
Hey Mate!
Interested in two tickets to the Quidditch World Cup? One for you and one for Luna?
My treat.
-Harry
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To: Harry Potter --- Top Auror, Ministry of Magic
From: Ronald Weasley --- Sports Writer, The Quibbler
Subject: NO NEED!
Harry mate!
There is no need for you to buy tickets!
I just opened this e-snail and a huge picture popped up playing music…I'm getting FREE TICKETS!
-Ron
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yeah nobody reads this, but I did get one review, and I figure…one person enjoying this is better than nobody. And it takes less than an hour to write a chapter. So why not.