" You and your brother leave tommorow. You will have your trunk packed and you shall return, and the sorting hat will re sort you. I hope you get the house your mean't to be in. I am not going to make you switch your house, but know your family is greatly dissapointed in you. But, I will not tolerate any mudblood nonsense, If I am to hear of any Granger related incidents, you will come home and never return. Am I clear?" My father didn;t want to send me back, he was worried. But he knew he had too. He can't keep me here forever. "Yes father, I will be ready to depart tommorow." I replied. What would it be like to return? I had almost forgot everything about school, I was here and grounded for almost 7 months, but I was suprised at how little I had remebered. I know, the whole point of this punishment was to make me forget about her, but I didn't. Her letters always made me smile. I owe that to Dobby, he was always my favorite growing up.
I woke the next morning, eager to leave this bloody nightmare of a home. Before I left, I had to give Dobby something. I owed it to him. " Thank you Dobby, for everything. Here's your favorite book, and a- um bookmark." I told Dobby. I then winked at him. I gave him socks, not a bookmark. " Dobby is free!" Dobby yelped for joy. " That you are Dobby. Enjoy, your freedom, you desevre it. " How dare you!" My father yelled. HE was outraged. "What? You can't hurt me at school, so why not just make mistakes, for I don't need to suffer the consequences." I replied. I hope Dobby doesn't forget me. Because I certainly will remember him.
Me and Draco both boarded the train, excited for our new year at hogwarts. " Y/N!" Someone had yelled my name, didn't recognize it, so I followed to voice. It led me to Ron, Harry and Hermione. They all ran up to me and hugged me. " So, you guys don't hate me?"I asked, in confusion. " How could we after what you did for Dobby! He just told us you set him free!" Harry said. Harry had always cared for Dobby, for he was his only friemd at the Dursleys. We arrived at Hogwarts, and I got sorted into Gryffindor again. Nobody was suprised. The sorting hat never changes his mind. I was a Gryffindor at heart, and this proved it. Everything is going great so far, I thought to myself, what a great time I shall have this year.

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Dear Hermione; Hermione Granger
FanficA fan fiction about falling in love with the brightest witch of her age.