Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me along with the characters. Only the plot is mine.
Hermione had eagerly been waiting the entire day for another letter or present from her secret admirer though she seriously doubted he could top the one that he had given her yesterday. However, the entire day had passed without incident and Hermione was sorely disappointed, so when she saw the pieces of parchment on her bed as she started to climb into bed that night she quickly snatched them up. In her hands was what looked to be a crude handmade book, the title, 8 Ways to Have Fun. Hermione just smiled and opened it.
8 Ways to Have Fun
Laugh whenever possible. You do this more now than you ever did in the past, but I still love to hear your laugh. It lights up all the dark corners in my heart.
Smile, because it chases away the shadows that your laugh can't quite reach.
Okay now that we have the serious ones out of the way, what do you want to do? I know you love to read, but my goal is to bring you out of your hiding place My Love. I know! Go shopping! (I know you're thinking, "Did he just tell me to go shopping?") Yes I did Love. Now hear me out. Don't go shopping for you. Go shopping for your friends and family. You know you love to. (See your smiling now; indeed Hermione was smiling.)
Sit for hours NOT THINKING about anything, or at least daydream! I know you Love. You would think if you could. Your goal for the next week is to sit and take some time to relax as you don't think about anything. You'll thank me for it later.
Take the time and treat yourself to a bubble bath at least once a month. I couldn't do this for you earlier, so you can do it for me now that you have plenty of time. Don't worry, Harry and Ron can take care of themselves for one night.
Splurge and buy yourself something nice. I don't mean a book Hermione. Hermione couldn't help but laugh. She had been thinking exactly that. Buy yourself something you've wanted for a long time, but felt that it would be too childish. You know what I'm talking about. Hermione gasped. How could he know about the teddy bear she had been eyeing since her third year?
Buy yourself some chocolate and don't share! Once again, I must say I know you. You never indulge yourself. Take this time to get something sweet and eat it to your heart's content.
Now that you have done all that I have asked for you may read a book. Enjoy!
That weekend Hermione would be found in Hogsmeade buying herself the teddy bear that caught her eye so long ago along with a generous supply of chocolate. Then, she would take the time to buy gifts for her friends and family, no matter how simple the gift. Upon returning to Hogwarts she would dole out the gifts amid laughter and smiles. When that was done she would retreat into a corner and sit for hours on end with a peaceful smile of her face. It would not be until after she had spent another hour in a candlelit room, bubble filled bathtub would she return downstairs wrapped up in her favorite sweatshirt that she had long ago stolen from Harry and pajama bottoms to read the book that had been promised her. However, it would be to everyone's great astonishment when she put the book down only after half an hour to pull Ron and Harry into her corner to spend the rest of the night talking.