𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 | √

⎡iv; 37⎦

UPDATE AS OF DECEMBER 21, 2020: hello, out of all the books I wrote for this fanfic book 4 is by far the worst bc it is FILLED entirely with the most 2014-tumblr-esque vibes to it and it was legit 2016. that being said I was 13 go easy on me pls this is just your warning that you might die of second-hand embarrassment.

during this winter break, I've been editing this book so it will be fixed soon promise 😭

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A ring went through the Rosewood Mansion.

"NOBODY GET THE DOOR!!!" I screamed running down the steps scaring multiple house elves. I ran to the door and yanked it open. There stood my brown haired Gryffindor friend. "MIONE!" I yelled crushing her in a hug. Her parents eyed me curiously.

"Hi Hazel! Wow, you grew!" It was true, I had grown 2 inches.

"I'm so sorry," I said turning to Hermione's parents. "Nice to see you, Mr. and Mrs. Granger. "

"You too Hazel." Mrs. Granger replied. She turned to Hermione. "Now Hermione, stay safe and do what Mr. Rosewood and The Weasleys tell you to do."

"I will Mum," Hermione replied hugging her parents. They walked down the pathway and I pulled Hermione in.

"Hey Hazel, who's your friend?" James asked leaning in the doorway checking Hermione out.

"NO! SHE IS SINGLE AND NOT READY TO MINGLE!" I exclaimed nearly bursting my lungs out while turning on my heel to face him.

"Alright, alright. I'll leave you two to your gossiping about boys." He said backing up. Once he closed the door, I started imitating him at Hermione. "Hey. You're hot. Wanna shag in the broom closet?" I asked her. Both of us started to giggle.

"I heard that!" James yelled through the door. We started to laugh harder.

"Okay... okay..." I said between gasps of breath. "Let's.. go to my... room." Hermione nodded and we walked up to my room. I closed the door and locked it with my magic. "You thirsty?" I asked. She nodded her head."BINKEY!!" I yelled. Binkey appeared in front of me.

"Yes Ms. Rosewood?" Binkey asked.

"Could you get Miss. Granger some water please?" I asked politely. She nodded and apparated back downstairs.

"House elves?!" Hermione exclaimed sitting on the bed.

"Er- yeah," I said joining her on the bed.

"So you have elves doing all the work for you?" She asked astonished.

"Oh, of course not. Just sometimes." I replied truthfully. Binkey came back in with a tray of water. "Thanks, Binkey." I said taking the water from the tray and handing it to Hermione.

"Binkey can do anything for Ms. Rosewood," Binkey said with a low bow before leaving out the door. When I turned back to Hermione she looked astounded.

"That is not right. We cannot have elves doing work for wizards!"

"Hermione that's what they do: serve. Plus, some of these elves are born from a generation of elves that have served for the Rosewood family since the beginning and they are more than willing to serve us."

"But that's not right." she said. "They are living creatures! They're slaves!"

"Well I don't treat them like slaves. You should see other families. They treat them like shit."

"Well we have to do something about it!" Hermione said standing up. She went over to my desk and picked up a spare piece of parchment. "Can I use this?" She asked. I nodded. She walked back over to me and sat down with a quill in hand. "Let's create something for saving the elves. How about.... Society..." She wrote it down on the parchment. " for the... promotion.... of elfish... welfare." She showed me the parchment.

"Sooo spew?" I asked.

"No, it will be S.P.E.W.! When we get to Hogwarts people can sign this parchment to show they are against it. Then we can send it to the Ministry! It's flawless!" Oh Merlin...

"Okay." I said lying back on the bed. "Anyway besides spew we are going to leave tomorrow first thing in the morning by the Floo Network, to the Burrow. I suggest we get ready for bed considering we get to see the Quidditch World Cup!" Hermione nodded excitedly and we got ready for bed. We set up her place in the guest room and said goodnight. I pulled my arms up to tie up my hair before jumping onto the bed. It didn't take long before sleep washed over me