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A Beautiful Tale - Chapter 02 | | Author: | MaL | | Genre: | General | | Rating: | G | | Score: | 3.22222   | | Story: | Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the plot and the made up characters. The rest I give complete credit to the amazing JKR.
A/N: I came up with this plot line before the 6th book came out. So, consider this to be what I think would happen in their 7th year without the happenings of the current 6th novel.
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‘My dear friend,
How are you doing? Are your aunt and uncle treating you well? I hope so.
Well, you will be surprised to know that I have new neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Crysear and they have a son, Day. He’s our age and also a wizard! It’s always been sort of lonely without magical families or what not around, especially since my own family is non-magical. I’m sure you can relate. Now, don’t get me wrong or anything, I love and look forward to yours and Ron’s letters. But, it’s just so nice to have someone there, ya know?
Harry, I really need to talk to you. But not like this, in a letter. I gave you my phone number after last term ended, remember? Call me from wherever you want as soon as you get this. Oh, and if you forgot it, just send a reply back as soon as possible. Please Harry, get back to me soon.
Hermione’
Hermione was more confused than she had ever been. She did like Day, really liked him, but what about that other boy? What about the one she has suspected feelings for since her third year? She needed to talk to Harry, immediately.
One day had passed since she had written and sent her letter to Harry. She had purposely stayed inside and away from Day. She could tell they were growing closer, faster.
RING, RING
“I got it, mum!” Hermione practically yelled to her mother when she was just barely 20 feet away.
“Hello?” Hermione answered eagerly.
“Yes, is your mother there sweetie?” A woman who sounded to be Mrs. Crysear replied.
“Oh, yea. Hold on a minute please.” Hermione covered the mouthpiece reluctantly to tell her mother she had a phone call.
It was after 10 o’clock and Hermione finally decided to go to bed. She had a phone in her room just in case.
Almost five minutes later…
RING, RING
Hermione just knew it would be him.
“Harry?”
“How did ya know it was me?” Harry replied playfully.
Hermione let out a great sigh of relief and laughed.
“Listen, Hermione. Sorry I didn’t call earlier. Uncle Vernon refused to let me use the phone.”
“Don’t worry about it. So, where are you calling from, then?”
“I’m on a pay phone, so we have to be quick. What’s up? I mean, are you doing okay?”
“Oh, yes. I’m fine. But here’s the thing…”
From here, Hermione explained how she felt about Day and the other boy at school. For her, it felt so good to get all of this out there, in the open to Harry. She knew she could trust him.
“Hermione,” Harry started, “this Day sounds great. But that’s all I can say about him, that he sounds great. Now, with the other one, you two look and sound great.”
“So, you think I should just stay friends with Day? Just tell him no, let’s just be friends?”
“No, I didn’t say that. Listen, my time is almost out and sooner or later, the evil couple will realize it’s too quiet.” Harry pauses to give a short laugh. “I’ll try and get to the train early so I can meet Day before you know who comes.”
“Well, I have to be on the train 20 minutes early to have a head of school briefing. Oh I didn’t tell you! I’m Head Girl!”
“Congrats! But I already figured that. Well, I’ll try and be there by 10:30. Try and meet me in front of the barrier.” BEEP
“Harry?”
“I have 20 seconds. So, can you do that?”
“Yea. I’ll see you soon!”
“Bye, ‘Mione, and good luck!”
“Bye, Harry!”
CLICK
The day came when Hermione had to face all. It was 10 o’clock on the morning of September first. Hermione was able to persuade her parents to just let herself escort Day. His parents had important business to attend to.
While Day and Hermione were in a taxi cab, going to Kings Cross, Day started the conversation.
“So, what’s Harry like? I mean, is he nice or is he like a prat?”
Hermione let out a little giggle and replied, “Oh, no. He’s extremely nice.”
The rest of the trip was spent talking about what they thought was going to happen this year. Day just happened to notice that Hermione didn’t seem to be all there, almost like she didn’t want to be going to school.
“Hermione,” Day asked, taking hold of her hand, “are you okay?”
Hermione loved the warmth of his hand, but she felt a little uncomfortable. “I’m fine.” She said as she tightened her grip to his and then let go completely. “Just nervous for the year, that’s all.” She half lied. “Oh, look. We’re here.”
It was 10:25 when they pulled up. They met Harry at the barrier a few minutes later. They all three went through into Platform 9 and 3/4 while no one appeared to be looking.
“Oh, how I missed you, Harry!” Hermione exclaimed while giving him a huge bear hug.
“I missed ya too, ‘Mione. And you must be Day.” Harry replied shaking Day’s hand.
“Yea. It’s nice to meet you.”
“You too. Well, should we get a compartment?”
“Yes. We’re early enough we should find a good one.” Hermione replied.
They found an empty compartment without trouble. Hermione and Harry left Day, Hermione to go to the Head department and Harry to wait for Ron, but actually to talk to Hermione.
“Well, what do you think?” Hermione asked expectedly.
“Hermione, he’s great. You’ve got a tough choice. I beg you to make your choice quickly. You can’t leave them hanging.”
“You mean you’re not going to tell me who I should choose?” Hermione almost looked hurt.
“No, I’m not. I am not your heart. I don’t know what or how you feel or what you want. What you need, though, is someone to make you happy. Who do you want to be with, Hermione? Who will make you happy?”
“Hey, guys! Guess what? I’m early this time! Can ya believe it?” |
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