mione,
i'm very excited to see you again at the weasley's soon! i'm so sorry i didn't respond to your last letter; my family travelled to america for a few days. i'll tell you all about it when we see each other.
i miss you,
(Y/N)
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(Y/N),
I'm excited to see you, too! I'm also excited for The Quidditch World Cup! It always has many interesting events, so that should be very interesting. I'm intrigued to hear about your trip to America.
Miss you too,
Hermione
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(Y/N),
Have you told her yet?
-Theo
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(Y/N) stiffens as she reads Theo's letter. She didn't exactly know what really happened that night, so she never told Theo about... what happened. When responding to Theo's letters, she just writes, "Have you made a move on him yet?."
She quickly puts the letter in a box, similar to the one she uses for Hermione's letters. The box is a little shabbier than Hermione's. Theo had decided over the summer that (Y/N) should have a separate Occlumency box for him. He thought he was important enough for that.
(Y/N) was too tired of his rubbish to argue with him.
Her owl had shown up the next day carrying a wooden box, painted green. There was no letter, but the patterns and words painted on the top of it indicated who it was from. THEO was scrawled on the top in bright, silver paint.
(Y/N) places the box under her bed and moves to her desk. She grabs the red box, carrying Hermione's letters, and takes out the one on top. It was the most recent one. Reading the words, "Miss you too," always gives (Y/N) comfort.
After reading the letter a few times, she places it back into the box and puts the box next to the green box under her bed. She gets up, stretching, and goes towards the window, where she keeps her copy of the Daily Prophet.
AUGUST 14th, 1994 is displayed on the very top, in bold, black letters. (Y/N) picks it up and skims it, making sure that she had her dates correct.
"(Y/N)! It's almost time for you to go to the Weasleys!" (Y/N)'s mum's voice comes from outside her bedroom.
(Y/N) puts the newspaper back down and walks over to the door. She opens it and gives her mother a smile. "I'm almost ready." Her mom gives a quick nod and walks down the hallway.
(Y/N) closes her door. She hurriedly reaches over her desk to grab a small quilted bag. She puts the strap of the bag over her head and latches it onto her shoulder. The bag immediately attaches to her hip, only lifting up when she picks it up. She picks up the bag slightly to shove her wand into it.
She chuckles to herself and mutters, "Thanks for teaching me this charm, Professor Flitwick."
Undetectable Extension Charms weren't on the third year curriculum, but when (Y/N) found out about them, she had practically begged Professor Flitwick to teach her how to do it. Flitwick was fine with it, since she was already ahead of her class on most other spells. She had picked up the spell right away, allowing her to use the charm on most of her bags.
She looks over the room one last time to make sure that she didn't forget anything. Content with the result, she leaves her room and closes the door behind her swiftly.
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dear granger // h. granger
FanfictionA misunderstanding between two girls in love drives a wedge in between their relationship. It's only when it's too late when they realize that they should have cherished every single moment they had with each other. They thought they did that with...