After about half an hour, the compartment door slid open and Fred and George came in.
"Anyone sitting there?" Fred asked, pointing at the seat opposite me. "The prefects have told everyone to go back to their seats." Added George. "Everywhere else is full." Fred finished.
I shook my head and the twins sat down.
I continued to read Hogwarts: A History, pausing occassionally to glance out of the window at the scenery.
"What's your name?" Fred asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough..."
"Well Granger, it sounds like you are quite prepared. Bet you get into Ravenclaw..."
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it... but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad..."
Just then there was a knock on the door and a round-faced boy I had passed on platform nine and threequarters came in. He looked tearful.
"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all." When we shook our heads, he wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"
"He'll turn up," said George.
"Yes," said the boy miserably. "Well, if you see him..." He left. He looked so sad, I decided to help him look. I politely asked the twins to watch my things while I was away for ten minutes.
They muttered "Sure" in unison and I proceeded to assist Neville's search of the train, speak to the driver about our arrival time and meet Harry and Ron for the first time.
I arrived back at the compartment as the prefects announced our arrival at Hogsmeade Station. Fred told me my possessions were all safe and accounted for. I thanked him and as he and George hurried out into the busy corridors he called back to me that he hoped I'd be in Gryffindor and flashed another grin at me.
"Anyone sitting there?" Fred asked, pointing at the seat opposite me. "The prefects have told everyone to go back to their seats." Added George. "Everywhere else is full." Fred finished.
I shook my head and the twins sat down.
I continued to read Hogwarts: A History, pausing occassionally to glance out of the window at the scenery.
"What's your name?" Fred asked.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough..."
"Well Granger, it sounds like you are quite prepared. Bet you get into Ravenclaw..."
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it... but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad..."
Just then there was a knock on the door and a round-faced boy I had passed on platform nine and threequarters came in. He looked tearful.
"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all." When we shook our heads, he wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"
"He'll turn up," said George.
"Yes," said the boy miserably. "Well, if you see him..." He left. He looked so sad, I decided to help him look. I politely asked the twins to watch my things while I was away for ten minutes.
They muttered "Sure" in unison and I proceeded to assist Neville's search of the train, speak to the driver about our arrival time and meet Harry and Ron for the first time.
I arrived back at the compartment as the prefects announced our arrival at Hogsmeade Station. Fred told me my possessions were all safe and accounted for. I thanked him and as he and George hurried out into the busy corridors he called back to me that he hoped I'd be in Gryffindor and flashed another grin at me.
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I remember the first time we met. I was struggling to get my trunk onto the Hogwarts Express.
"Want a hand?" I turned to see a tall red-haired boy grin at me.
"Yes please." I panted. I had considered telling the boy that I could manage by myself, but as I had already been struggling for a good ten minutes and really didn't want to miss the train I gave in and let someone help me for once.
"Oy, George! C'mere and help!" Another tall red-haired boy who looked almost identical to the first boy joined us.
"Blimey! What've you got in 'ere? A ten-tonne dragon!" exclaimed the second boy as he began to lift the trunk.
"Just a few books... I really thought I would be able to get it on the train myself, but after I managed to drag it off the trolley... and almost onto my foot... I plain forgot the amount of items that I had packed. I really don't want to leave anything behind that could be useful."
"Including the kitchen sink?!" The first boy grinned at me, causing me to blush.
With the twins' help, my trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of one of the compartments.
"Thank you." I said, pushing a stray strand of hair behind my right ear.
"No problem." The first boy smiled, and was about to speak when his brother nudged him in the side. He looked at his twin and then back at me.
"I'm Fred Weasley by the way and this is George." By now his brother was pulling at his arm. "Listen, we're going down the middle of the train - Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there - see you later?" George had pulled him out of the doorway and all I could do was nod.
"Want a hand?" I turned to see a tall red-haired boy grin at me.
"Yes please." I panted. I had considered telling the boy that I could manage by myself, but as I had already been struggling for a good ten minutes and really didn't want to miss the train I gave in and let someone help me for once.
"Oy, George! C'mere and help!" Another tall red-haired boy who looked almost identical to the first boy joined us.
"Blimey! What've you got in 'ere? A ten-tonne dragon!" exclaimed the second boy as he began to lift the trunk.
"Just a few books... I really thought I would be able to get it on the train myself, but after I managed to drag it off the trolley... and almost onto my foot... I plain forgot the amount of items that I had packed. I really don't want to leave anything behind that could be useful."
"Including the kitchen sink?!" The first boy grinned at me, causing me to blush.
With the twins' help, my trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of one of the compartments.
"Thank you." I said, pushing a stray strand of hair behind my right ear.
"No problem." The first boy smiled, and was about to speak when his brother nudged him in the side. He looked at his twin and then back at me.
"I'm Fred Weasley by the way and this is George." By now his brother was pulling at his arm. "Listen, we're going down the middle of the train - Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there - see you later?" George had pulled him out of the doorway and all I could do was nod.
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To begin we must start at the end...
My name is Hermione and it is Christmas Eve 1999. I am sitting with my husband, the man I love with all of my heart, and I am filling him in on my day. I have been trimming the tree and doing last minute shopping... I love Christmas, and this particular day is my favourite... I remember this very day 5 years ago... when he kissed me for the first time... still gives me butterflies! My husband is silent as I talk, I do like to talk...
All pretty normal so far you'd say?
Well, my husband is silent because he is dead. I am sitting by his grave and I am telling him how my day was without him. He died last May. Helping to make the world what it is now... a better place. Only how can it be better without him?
My name is Hermione and it is Christmas Eve 1999. I am sitting with my husband, the man I love with all of my heart, and I am filling him in on my day. I have been trimming the tree and doing last minute shopping... I love Christmas, and this particular day is my favourite... I remember this very day 5 years ago... when he kissed me for the first time... still gives me butterflies! My husband is silent as I talk, I do like to talk...
All pretty normal so far you'd say?
Well, my husband is silent because he is dead. I am sitting by his grave and I am telling him how my day was without him. He died last May. Helping to make the world what it is now... a better place. Only how can it be better without him?
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