In an apartment near the Weasely's Burrow
Hermione:
Slamming the door on Draco's face had never felt so good. It reminded her of the time when she had almost punched him. All at once, all the good memories that they, the Golden Trio, had made came floating back to her. Of course, there had been times when both boys had been annoying, there had been times when they had fought and argued, but all those bad memories seemed trivial as compared to all the fond memories that they had had together. As the memories kept on floating towards her, there was a sharp knocking sound. Startled, Hermione looked around. The knocking sound repeated, more insistently.
Glaring, Hermione stared out through the peephole again. "If Draco is the one knocking, I'll..." Hermione had barely finished her sentence before she realised that there was no one outside of the corridor. "How even?" she asked, curious.
Convinced that her mind was playing tricks on her, Hermione placed the strange knocking sound at the back of her mind and strolled to the kitchen, to get a cup of tea. She pulled out her wand and flicked it in the general direction of the radio that she had purchased. To her pleasure, the soothing song "Little Things" by her favourite boyband, One Direction, was playing from the radio. She flicked her wand again towards the window and the window magically opened, letting in a cool breeze. As the member's voices chorused harmonically together, and she closed her voice as she relaxed for the first time in the day.
"Hoooot!" A white, ghostly oval-looking shape suddenly tore through the air and landed on her oak wood table. It dropped a long brown parchment onto the table, looked over at Hermione and then flew off again.
"All I want is to have a relaxing first day in this apartment!" Hermione spat out as she tried to recover from her shock. All her nerves were frayed and she wanted this to be nothing more than a bad dream.
Still panting in shock, Hermione rubbed her eyes. Carefully, she reached for the brown parchment and almost gasped as she read who had written the letter to her. It couldn't be. She must have been exhausted... but... it was still there. Still real. And if it was real... the dead could speak to their loved ones which meant that Harry... oh God. Harry could speak to his parents and Sirius and Lupin and...
An idea formed in her mind. Grinning, Hermione started to write another letter...
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FanfictionHermione is devastated after Fred died and writes a letter to him. Back in heaven, Fred watches the girl that he has always had a crush on. Together, they try to face against the odds and challenges so that they can be together. But what happens i...
