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Chapter 7: A Prefect Morning
The next four weeks passed in much of the same manner. Harry had never felt so happy in all his life! To be spending the summer with one of his best friends and doing whatever they wanted was pure paradise for him. Then one morning, Harry was just waking up and he saw something flashing on his bedside table. Slowly he opened his bleary eyes and realized that his Compact Caller was flashing. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Reaching for his wand and the mirror, he tapped the back of his wand. Hermione's face materialized on the mirror. She looked like she was walking through the house and up the stairs.
"Good morning, sleepyhead! Just wanted to warn you that I was coming up to your room, so you better hide anything that you don't want me to see!" she said playfully.
"Okay, what's so urgent?" he asked groggily.
"You'll see," she replied, anxiously. Right then, the knob on the door to his room turned. Hermione burst in, tucking the mirror into her pocket. Harry quickly set his down, and ran his fingers through his hair. She thrust a piece of paper at him. It felt oddly familiar and thick. He extended his hand to grab his glasses, and slipped them on. It was a letter from Hogwarts.
"Hermione what's so exciting? It's just a letter from Hogwarts," he said, confused.
"Turn it over!" Following her directions, Harry flipped the envelope over and saw that instead of the usual wax seal, it bore a shiny silver one, with a large letter P on it. Harry's eyes widened and he looked at Hermione.
"Oh Harry! We're prefects!" Hermione shrieked happily. She threw her arms around him and he picked her up and swung her around. When he set her down, she didn't release her grip on his neck, nor he his on her waist. They stared at each other for a moment and then when they heard footsteps on the stairs, they quickly released their grip and looked towards the door. Frank Granger appeared.
"What's all the commotion?" he demanded, looking from face to face.
"Daddy! Harry and I are prefects!" Hermione cried, excitedly.
"That's wonderful, dear. I'll tell your mother when I go to work. You might want to get some things packed. We're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. You all have the day free. Have fun and be careful," Mr. Granger said calmly.Then he sauntered out of the room. Each teenager ripped open their letter and read the usual letter, list of supplies and moved on to a fresh sheet of paper, that they had never seen before.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been made a school prefect. Altough the regular school year starts on September first, we ask that all prefects arrive two weeks prior to the start of term. You will need to arrive at Platform 9 3/4 by 11:00 on August 14. We await your owl.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster
"That's the day after tomorrow!" Harry exclaimed.
"Harry, we've got to owl Ron and tell him! I'm sure he'll have made one too!" Hermione said quickly.
Harry gave her a confused look. "Hermione, they only pick two prefects per year...."
"No they changed it last year, remember? Four prefects? Two boys, two girls per house..."
"Right."
They walked across the hall into her room. She brought out a piece of parchment and a quill and Harry quickly wrote,
Dear Ron,
Hermione and I both made prefects. Hope you did too. We are leaving for Diagon Alley tomorrow and probably won't be back to Hermione's house this summer. Just send your owl to Hogwarts and we'll see you then.
-Harry and Hermione
After tying it to Hedwig's leg, and sending her off, each of them scrawled a hasty note to Dumbledore and sent them off with the school's messenger owl.
"So, let's start packing and then we can go celebrate, okay?" Hermione said.
"Alright. I can't wait to dock points from Malfoy!"Harry said.
"Well for one thing, Hary, prefects can't dock points, and for another, Malfoy will probably be a prefect too. And somehow, the pyjamas and messy hair say to me that you don't have very much authority!" Hermione taunted laughingly.
"Well...I'll just have to take it out on those ickle firsties.... I've always thought they needed a good beating!" Harry said, puffing out his chest and drawing himself up to his full height.
"Oh Harry, that's terrible!"
Harry lunged for her and tickled her until both of them were laughing so hard that their sides hurt.
"And that's how you deal with 'em!" he said, breathlessly.
"Yeah, just hope they're not from Slytherin!" she replied swatting at him. And both best friends got up quickly and started to pack for their upcoming schoolyear.
TBC.
A/N: How was that? A little Ooc and fluffy but let me know what you think! See ya next chapter