Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, just the plot and a few characters.

Last time:

With that I start to walk out of the room to head up to my bedroom to try to figure out what to tell them in the letter to get them to meet me at Diagon Alley. Before I even reach the stair case Derick, Larsin and Draco are at my side, walking up with me. I'm glad they aren't leaving me alone in any part of this; I don't think I could do any of this on my own.

This time:

We all get to my room and everyone finds a seat. I go to my desk and take out a piece of parchment to write on. I dip the quill in the ink and pose my hand over the paper. I don't even know how to begin this.

Dear Harry and Ron,

I was wondering if you could meet me at Diagon Alley this afternoon. I have something really important to tell you. And you need to hear it from me in person, and not in a letter or by any chance someone else. Please let me know if you will be able to make it.

Hermione Granger

Short, simple, and hopefully they will be able to be there this afternoon. I don't know what I would do if I can't tell them today. I don't want to be worrying for days on end to be able to tell them. I need to get this off my chest before the secret gets out.

"Larsin, Derick? Do either of you have an owl I could borrow to send the letter?"

Larsin nods his head. "Let me go get him." As he walked out of the room.

A few minutes later he comes back in with a gorgeous black owl with the brightest blue eyes.

He brings the owl over to me and I pet the top of his head. "His name is Obsidian."

"He's beautiful."

I give my letter to Obsidian. "Please take this to Harry and Ron at the Burrow. And please wait for a reply. I need to know what they decide."

Obsidian nods his head, it's amazing what owls can comprehend and understand. I go over and open one of my windows and he flies right out, taking my letter with him.

I sigh as I rest on my couch. "And now we wait. The rest is up to them."

All three boys nod.

To pass the time the four of us sit around and tell stories from our childhoods. All of them have such happy stories, I wish I had that. I don't have a lot of happy memories from when I was a child. They all gave me looks of pity when they asked me what my happiest memory from when I was little was and I told them that I didn't have one because my childhood wasn't all that great. After a while I ended up leaning onto Draco, my feet propped up on the other end of the couch, across Derick's lap. I just feel so comfortable with these guys.

After a while we hear a tapping coming from the window. Larsin walked over to open it. Obsidian was back and he had a letter with him. They actually sent a reply.

I slowly open the letter.

Hermione,

Ron and I can meet you around 3. We will be at the Leaky Cauldron before we head to the twins shop.

Harry

Heh, it was even shorter than my letter. At least they agreed to meet with me today.

"They said I can meet with them at the Leaky Cauldron at 3. Then they are going to the twins shop." I stand up and stretch. "Let's go tell Daddy."

They all nod and follow me out of the room to go find my father.

The adults are in the same place as when we left them hours ago. All that is different is they have a platter of snackish foods in front of them, half of it gone already. I sit back down by my father. "I'm meeting Harry and Ron at three, at the Leaky Cauldron. If you still want to go with me I would want to leave soon that way I can go to the bookstore to get something to read before school starts up. I would get my school books but we haven't gotten the list yet, though we should get them soon considering we go back in just over two weeks."

All three of the adults stand up, my father pulling me with him. "Go get your coat or whatever you need so we can get going. We will meet you in the parlor; we will apparate instead of taking the floo. Much less mess."

I nod my head and walk back up to my room to grab my cloak. I put on a general black cloak, but not the dull black like everyone else wears, it's more of a shimmery black, with a platinum clasp in the shape of a raven with its wings spread wide.

I meet back up with everyone else downstairs. All of them having put a cloak on as well, in a range of colors. my father in his typical black, Larsin in a deep red, Derick in an emerald green, Narcissa and Lucius both in black, but Narcissa's more like mine. Draco had on a deep royal blue that made his eyes pop out even more than they already did.

I grab onto my father's arm so he could apparate. While I could do it myself I don't like it that much. I don't really like magical travel methods. I'm terrified of heights, hate the nauseous feeling from apparating and port keys, and despise the mess of the floo. If muggles got one thing right it was how to travel, cars are the way to go.

Sorry this chapter is so much shorter than the previous ones. I am actually rewriting an old story of mine so it is taking a while to change and correct it. It's also difficult to decide where to cut it off for a chapter. The breaks aren't always the same length apart. I am trying my best to keep the chapters longer, but sometimes I just have to work with the story. Please review to let me know how I am doing and what you think I should add onto or change. Your ideas are always welcome.

~Sakura Lily 16