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(I SOLEMNLY SWEAR THAT I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS. THEY ARE THE ORIGINAL WORK OF JK ROWLING!) I KINDLY AND GRACIOUSLY PRESENT TO YOU, THIS STORY THAT WOULD FIT NICELY INTO THE HARRY/HERMIONE PAIRING AKA HARMONY. HOPE YOU ENJOY IT
~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP~HP ‘I honestly wonder sometimes’, Harry said looking at her, his Potion’s book open on his lap. ‘Wonder what?’ Hermione asked and she looked quizzically at him. They were the only ones in the common room on a cold Friday and not even the fire could provide enough warmth to heat their cheeks. She was snuggled...
Harry suspected that Ron had warned Hermione not to call, which was a pity, because Hermione, the cleverest witch in Harry's year, had Muggle parents, knew perfectly well how to use a telephone, and would probably have had enough sense not to say that she went to Hogwarts.
Harry laughed as he put Hermione's letter aside and picked up her present. It was very heavy. Knowing Hermione, he was sure it would be a large book full of very difficult spells -- but it wasn't. His heart gave a huge bound as he ripped back the paper and saw a sleek black leather case, with silver words stamped across it,...