Hermione picked up her quill an hour later and started writing her reply to Ron.Her hand moved swiftly across the page and before she knew it.Her reply to her best friend was done.
Dear Ron,
I would gladly accept your invitation to the World cup.I have already spoken to my parents-they agree.It will be such a lifetime experience.
Your Father is a lucky man to get the ticket from the ministry.Let me know when I can come over.We've got no plans this summer-just like any other.Iam free to stay the entire summer.
Although some quality time with my parents will be nice.By the way.How long will the world cup be on?Just to tell my parents.
Thank you for the invitation once again.Send my owl back with your reply.To spare Errol a trip.
Well wishes to you,
Hermione
She watched as she sended out her reply.She watched as the owl disappeared into the clouds above busy London.
The next afternoon she met her Father at a local coffee shop,just a block away from her house.It was their daily chat.
They talked to what seemed minutes while the clock made its whirlwinds around.
"I also forgot to mention that Ronald has invited me to the Quiditch World Cup.His father got tickets.I won't be away for more that week,"she said hastily.Trying to calm Serverus' nerves.
He took a deep breath before he reluctantly looked at her,"The stadium is built near a muggle village.We could meet up there."
"Are you goung to the World cup?"
"Goodness gracouis.No!To much of a fuzz,"Serverus laughed.
"Oh,just wondering," she said.
It was later that afternoon when she came to her room after the three mugs of coffee that Hermione saw her owl.
She took the letter from his paw and ripped it open-It was from Ron.
Dear Hermione
Glad that you accept the invitation.We thought of leaving in a few days time since it is Saturday that it starts.If you could come tomorrow-witch is the day Harry will be arriving.It 'll be great.
Here form you in the morning?
Ron
***
The next morning Hermione's bags were packed and ready to go to the Weasleys.She said goodbye to her mother and father before flooing from their house to the Weasleys.
She only had her one suitcase and her owl,Merlin,would travel via wing.She smiled as her Miss Weasley brought her into a bone crushing hug.
"So good to have you back,dear.",she said patting her arms.
She smiled at the red haired woman. She was glad to be back.
"Would you like something to drink. I believe Harry will arrive any moment now. ''
"So,when will we be going to the Quiditch world cup?'',asked Hermione.
''Oh my dear,you'll be leaving tomorrow morning early.So it will be best to be early to bed for everyone. ''
Mrs Weasley waved her wand at the kettle. It floated over to the sink filling itself up. It then floated over to the stove where it started to boil. Molly got a two cups and placed the tea bags inside.
***
Harry arrived an hour later. He had grown over the summer quiet a bit. He wasn't that skinny and emaciated as he was in his second year. Yet you could still see bony arms weren't what they need to be for a fourteen year old. His hair has grown over the summer. Just like Ron's hair.
That evening every one settled in early. But before Hermione went to bed she sent her father a letter telling him she could meet him outside of the camp.Hermione picked up her quill an hour later and started writing her reply to Ron.Her hand moved swiftly across the page and before she knew it.Her reply to her best friend was done.
Dear Ron,
I would gladly accept your invitation to the World cup.I have already spoken to my parents-they agree.It will be such a lifetime experience.
Your Father is a lucky man to get the ticket from the ministry.Let me know when I can come over.We've got no plans this summer-just like any other.Iam free to stay the entire summer.
Although some quality time with my parents will be nice.By the way.How long will the world cup be on?Just to tell my parents.
Thank you for the invitation once again.Send my owl back with your reply.To spare Errol a trip.
Well wishes to you,
Hermione
She watched as she sended out her reply.She watched as the owl disappeared into the clouds above busy London.
The next afternoon she met her Father at a local coffee shop,just a block away from her house.It was their daily chat.
They talked to what seemed minutes while the clock made its whirlwinds around.
"I also forgot to mention that Ronald has invited me to the Quiditch World Cup.His father got tickets.I won't be away for more that week,"she said hastily.Trying to calm Serverus' nerves.
He took a deep breath before he reluctantly looked at her,"The stadium is built near a muggle village.We could meet up there."
"Are you goung to the World cup?"
"Goodness gracouis.No!To much of a fuzz,"Serverus laughed.
"Oh,just wondering," she said.
It was later that afternoon when she came to her room after the three mugs of coffee that Hermione saw her owl.
She took the letter from his paw and ripped it open-It was from Ron.
Dear Hermione
Glad that you accept the invitation.We thought of leaving in a few days time since it is Saturday that it starts.If you could come tomorrow-witch is the day Harry will be arriving.It 'll be great.
Here form you in the morning?
Ron
***
The next morning Hermione's bags were packed and ready to go to the Weasleys.She said goodbye to her mother and father before flooing from their house to the Weasleys.
She only had her one suitcase and her owl,Merlin,would travel via wing.She smiled as her Miss Weasley brought her into a bone crushing hug.
"So good to have you back,dear.",she said patting her arms.
She smiled at the red haired woman. She was glad to be back.
"Would you like something to drink. I believe Harry will arrive any moment now. ''
"So,when will we be going to the Quiditch world cup?'',asked Hermione.
''Oh my dear,you'll be leaving tomorrow morning early.So it will be best to be early to bed for everyone. ''
Mrs Weasley waved her wand at the kettle. It floated over to the sink filling itself up. It then floated over to the stove where it started to boil. Molly got a two cups and placed the tea bags inside.
***
Harry arrived an hour later. He had grown over the summer quiet a bit. He wasn't that skinny and emaciated as he was in his second year. Yet you could still see bony arms weren't what they need to be for a fourteen year old. His hair has grown over the summer. Just like Ron's hair.
That evening every one settled in early. But before Hermione went to bed she sent her father a letter telling him she could meet him outside of the camp.
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You can Let Go Now Daddy(B00K1 in the Daddy trilogy)
FanficWhen Hermione starts the seemingly impossible task to find her biological family. The only clue she has is a letter that her father gave her on the day he left her. With little to no knowledge, she tries and contacts him by Owl. To her surprise, he...
