Long Lost Zabini

Chapter 1~ Hogwarts Letters

Disclaimer; if they are mentioned within the story and it is not specified that they are dead, then they are clearly still alive. Some characters have been used cos I don't like the fact that they died.

If there is any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors please point them out.
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Chapter 1~ Hogwarts Letters

Hermonie POV

"Granger! You better be out of that bed in five minutes or I'll set George and Fred on you again!" the irritating, oddly whiney voice of Ron Weasley called down the corridor of the famous Weasley burrow.

"I'm up!" I screamed back, quickly shoving my hair into a bun.

Eventually I stumbled down the creaky staircase of the home I had took residence in, after I had no where else to go.

"Hermione dear, your breakfast is at the table," Mrs Weasley spoke as I took the seat that was unofficially mine. I practically inhaled the porridge after missing dinner last night, I was bloody well starving.

"Hungry?" Ginny giggled as she ate her porridge slower. I just laughed and watched as the prankster twins decided to make an appearance- seems they became impossibly closer after Fred's near death experience, their practically joined at the hip physically now.

"Aww, look Fred, Mione finally graced us with her presence," George's snarky voice rang through the kitchen, "Hey boys, how you feeling Fred?" I asked, "Better, just waiting for the bruises to heal now," he came round, quickly giving me a hug before inhaling his breakfast.

"Honestly, It's like I raised you boys with no manners," Mrs Weasley chirped from her sofa- where she was knitting. Me and Ginny attempted to laugh quietly.

"Come upstairs Mione, we need some girly chats," I could nearly hear the twins cringing, God knows what their thoughts entailed. "Oh, we can talk about our feelings and periods," I can see both Fred and George cave into themselves, "Seriously boys, that's not what girly chats entail, honestly, some men," Mrs Weasley was practically rolling on the floor after Ginny's comment.

"Definitely your daughter," voiced Mr Weasley as he came through the door.

"What did you want to talk about Gin?" I pondered, "Well, I've been reciving these notes from this owl that I can't recognise and if it sticks to the same routine it should be here soon," she whispered, as if she wanted to keep prying ears from listening in.

"It's probably Harry, I mean your one year anniversary is coming up," "Then why is it signed as 'BZ' I don't know anyone with those initials, well no one in Gryffindor,"

"Maybe their not in Gryffindor?" I pondered.

There was a scratch on the window as a smokey grey owl tapped its beak against the glass,

"Right on time," there was this twinkle in her eye, something I hadn't seen when she was with Harry. Strange.

"That's so sweet," a pink blush slowly grew up Ginny's cheeks. I snatched the letter from her hands, shockingly I recognised the writing, I just couldn't recall from where.

"Have you mentioned these to Harry? I can't imagine he will be too happy about it,"

"No, I'm kinda worried what he will do, he's been angrier than usual,"

"Why?"

"I don't know! He just seems to be snappy at everything I do," Ginny exasperated.

"I can try to find out?" She just nodded and took the letter that I placed on her bed, taking it to her draw and leaving it in there, I could see roughly ten other letters.

"GIRLS!" The piercing voice of Mrs Weasley called from the bottom of the stairs.

We ran down the stairs, I'm kinda surprised that they haven't broken yet.

"Mum, What do you want?" "There is mail for you lot," she handed us each are respected letters, I saw Ron and Harry had chosen to stand as far away from us as possible- me and Ron decided that it was best for us to not be together.

Dear Miss,

I would be delighted if you were to return back to Hogwarts to complete your seventh year.

We understand that due to the events of the war, many students have awaken qualities in which they didn't have previously, due to such discoveries, we as the staff have decided on resorting the entire student population.

On a more positive note, I am absolutely delighted to award you with the opportunities of being our new head girl.

I will need to have you return to school tomorrow- where it will just be the four chosen students, including you and then the professors so you can create prefect schedules for patrolling the castle; the train will be at the platform at nine am tomorrow.

Sincerely, Professor McGonagall. 

I nearly squealed at the idea of being head girl!

"Ginny! I can't believe I'm head girl!" "Oh my god! I'm deputy!" "How? You're a year younger," "Apparently because of the high level of skill I shown in the battle, they have decided to move me into seventh year with you," I hugged her as Mr Weasley congratulated us both.

"How about you boys?" Mr Weasley asked, "We're prefects," they didn't seem overly impressed, I guess they thought they deserved more.

"I mean, how have the two girls ended up with a higher authority than us, we are the stronger of us four," Ron commented "Thanks," me and Ginny both sarcastically replied.

"Mum, me and Hermione will be returning to Hogwarts tomorrow to sort everything out," Mrs Weasley nodded as she went back to making dinner.

Both Ginny and I returned back upstairs.

"Who do you think are the head and deputy boys are?" We pondered, "Probably someone in Ravenclaw, doubt it's any Slytherins"

"True, we should probably start packing," we both sighed and headed into my room first.

"You figured out what you are going to do with them letters yet or not?" "I have no idea! I mean, they make me feel special and that's something Harry hasn't done in months," Ginny sighed.

"I don't know what is up with the boys but they are royally starting to piss me off, excuse my language," "Same Mione same,"

We made small talk as we packed up our clothes, unfortunately our wands were not working so we had to do it the muggle way.

"Girls dinner is ready," we slowly walked down the stairs, they continuously creaked under our weight.

"You all packed up girls?" "Yeah, we're ready to go," Mr Weasley smiled at us as he ate his Sunday roast.

"I think I'm going to head up to bed, I'm absolutely shattered," I spoke as I washed my dish.

I wished them all goodnight as me and Ginny went to our respected rooms.

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First chapter done!
Until next time x