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9th November, 1991
Dear Mum and Dad,
Yesterday was the first Quidditch match of the year. Honestly, the way the school carries on the day of a match, you'd think the future of the wizarding world depended on the outcome. I mean, it's quite an interesting game to watch, but it is only a game, after all. Clearly, though, the boys don't see it that way. Actually, Ron almost suffered heart failure when I mentioned it. I honestly hadn't thought a person could go quite so red in the face without suffering medical repercussions.
Harry is the Seeker for the Gryffindor team (you know, the player whose job it is to catch the tiny golden snitch). He played very well, though he did --nearly fall off his broom and break his neck-- give us a bit of a scare when his broom began --trying to buck him off-- behaving rather oddly. Don't worry, though, everything turned out all right in the end. Harry managed to get it back under control --after I set fire to Professor Snape's robes to force him to break eye contact-- and there was no harm done. I'm sure --Professor Snape was trying to kill him-- it was just an accident.
Despite the trouble with the broomstick, though, Harry did catch the snitch first, so the Gryffindors were all terribly pleased to have won the match. Actually, most of the rest of the school was pleased, as well. Slytherin is rather an unpopular house, you know.
We also learned something interesting from Hagrid after the match. You remember the --vicious-- three-headed dog I mentioned last month? Turns out, it belongs to Hagrid. He's named it fluffy, of all things. Isn't that --the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard-- funny? We --found out that someone called Nicolas Flamel is involved in whatever Fluffy's guarding-- all had a nice chat.
I miss you both!
All my love,
Hermione
10th December, 1991
Dear Mum and Dad,
The castle is so beautiful this time of year. I wish you could see it. It does get terribly drafty in the classrooms, though, especially in the dungeons.
I can hardly believe that we're nearly finished with our first term at Hogwarts. It seems like only yesterday that I was worrying about being sorted. And yet, sometimes I can hardly remember what it was like not knowing about magic. We've been kept very busy these last few weeks, trying to fit in as much new material as possible before term ends.
I'm looking forward to the Christmas holidays, and to coming home for a visit. I expect I'll have much more to tell you when I get there.
All my love,
Hermione
21st December, 1991
Dear Mum and Dad,
Only two days left until the end of term! I'm very pleased with the way my classes have gone so far, and I'm so looking forward to coming home for a bit. The Christmas decorations here are simply amazing! I've never seen anything so beautiful. There are twelve enormous trees in the great hall, and everything is highly decorated - holly and mistletoe, glowing candles and sparkling icicles everywhere! Simply breathtaking!
Ron and Harry are both staying here for Christmas. I'd be disappointed not to be going home, but Harry doesn't seem to mind. Actually, I don't think he and his relatives get along very well. He --keeps mentioning something about a cupboard-- doesn't talk about them very much. Ron's parents are going to Romania to visit his older brother, Charlie. I do wish I could meet Ron's family. It would be so fascinating to meet more adult wizards and witches, and learn about the different careers in the magical world.
I'll see you both soon!
All my love,
Hermione
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