Fic: Dear Hermione pt 5
Here's another little piece of Dear Hermione
Dear Hermione
I'm back at Hogwarts. I was right it's as bad as I thought it might be. I'm almost ready to go back home and I've only been here three days.
The train ride wasn't too bad. I rode with Luna and Dennis Creevey, believe it or not, when I wasn't at the prefect meeting. Dennis says he doesn't blame me for Colin's death. I was relieved actually. He does have Colin's camera with him but promised not to take surprise candids of me.
I broke up a fight on the train a group of muggleborns ganged up on a couple of purebloods in revenge for something that happened last year. Apparently the cycle of violence just continues.
I've also discovered that there are only three kinds of girls attending Hogwarts this year. The ones the stare, whisper and runaway. The ones that stand way to close and giggle and Luna. There was one girl this morning who stood way to close and kept blinking her eyes. I finally told her if there was something wrong with her eyes she should see Madam Pomfrey. Then I had to take points for her bad language. I just don't understand.
Oh, I didn't tell you about Kreacher did I? After I set up the trust for Teddy, Kreacher decided that since I used the money from the sale of the Black house that Teddy must be the Black heir. He followed me to Andy Tonks' house and got a look at Teddy. He decided that Teddy looks just like Master Regulus when he was a baby so his parentage doesn't matter. He wants to serve Teddy when he's older. He told me he was bred to be a valet for Sirius's Dad Orion and started taking care of him when Orion was 5 and moved out of the nursery into his own room. Then when Orion went to Hogwarts Kreacher started learning to be Head Elf for when Orion would set up his own household. So he's insisting he serve Teddy when Teddy turns five. Anyway Kreacher is checking on Teddy everyday and then coming to Hogwarts to report so I can send your letters sooner with him.
Well Kreacher just popped in with a plate of biscuits from Winky so I'd better sign off and let him take this to Mrs Tonks to mail.
Love, Harry
Dear Hermione
I'm back at Hogwarts. I was right it's as bad as I thought it might be. I'm almost ready to go back home and I've only been here three days.
The train ride wasn't too bad. I rode with Luna and Dennis Creevey, believe it or not, when I wasn't at the prefect meeting. Dennis says he doesn't blame me for Colin's death. I was relieved actually. He does have Colin's camera with him but promised not to take surprise candids of me.
I broke up a fight on the train a group of muggleborns ganged up on a couple of purebloods in revenge for something that happened last year. Apparently the cycle of violence just continues.
I've also discovered that there are only three kinds of girls attending Hogwarts this year. The ones the stare, whisper and runaway. The ones that stand way to close and giggle and Luna. There was one girl this morning who stood way to close and kept blinking her eyes. I finally told her if there was something wrong with her eyes she should see Madam Pomfrey. Then I had to take points for her bad language. I just don't understand.
Oh, I didn't tell you about Kreacher did I? After I set up the trust for Teddy, Kreacher decided that since I used the money from the sale of the Black house that Teddy must be the Black heir. He followed me to Andy Tonks' house and got a look at Teddy. He decided that Teddy looks just like Master Regulus when he was a baby so his parentage doesn't matter. He wants to serve Teddy when he's older. He told me he was bred to be a valet for Sirius's Dad Orion and started taking care of him when Orion was 5 and moved out of the nursery into his own room. Then when Orion went to Hogwarts Kreacher started learning to be Head Elf for when Orion would set up his own household. So he's insisting he serve Teddy when Teddy turns five. Anyway Kreacher is checking on Teddy everyday and then coming to Hogwarts to report so I can send your letters sooner with him.
Well Kreacher just popped in with a plate of biscuits from Winky so I'd better sign off and let him take this to Mrs Tonks to mail.
Love, Harry