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And now, on to the next chapter of The Life of Hermione Granger! Woopie!
Chapter 2
Saturday, July 25th
2:24
I have only just escaped from the wrath of my parent's Saturday chores. Finally! They've had me cleaning since 11:30! I know I haven't written for a week, I decided to make the best of my bored days and work at my parents dental practice for a week.
Although I enjoyed having something to do, I found that I had more fun at home. So I told them that I'd be staying at home these next four weekdays before I go to Ron's. A couple of days ago, I had a gigantically fabulous idea: The Weasley's and I would plan a spectacular surprise birthday party for Harry! I've been planning it ever since, and have owled the Weasley's. Ron doesn't seem to be in on it much, but Molly thinks it's a great idea and has been helping me a lot.
AND, I have solved the chocolate mystery! While cleaning my father's office today, I found a stash of chocolate in his bottom drawer that he tells us is `boring business stuff'. Just hope Mum doesn't find out…I could so use this as blackmail…not that I would blackmail my own father…or would I?
*insert evil laugh*
Nah, I wouldn't do that. Hmm, I seem to be kind of hyper…maybe I shouldn't have eaten that piece of chocolate that I found. It is quite addicting though, after growing up without it, I now seem to be hooked!
Well, now I guess I'll just be bored Monday through Thursday, since, July 31st, I am heading to the burrow early to set up for Harry's party. I only hope that after we shout surprise Harry doesn't break down crying and babbling about `I shouldn't be happy when Sirius is dead'. Then again I could always cheer him up with a big ki-AGH! WILL THESE THOUGHTS NEVER LEAVE MY HEAD????? You would think my brain was trying to tell me something, like-
Well, my mother has just come in and said something about cleaning my room, so I have lost my train of thought. She is a true neat freak, I have to say. I mean, my room is spotless, except for one book on the floor. And apparently my bedside table is dusty…wouldn't want that…Well, I'm off to `clean my room'. Might as well vacuum while I'm at it. Write tomorrow maybe…
Monday, July 27th
12:14
I was busy yesterday making Harry's birthday present. I've been working on them for a while now and I think they're finally perfected. I won't tell you what it is quite yet. And if he's still in his annoyingly angsty mood, I have a back up present! Uh-oh, I hear the door. I think my mum's home! Eek! Hide chocolate, quick!
Later
Well, it was my mother. Don't worry, I hid the chocolate, she had no idea. Well, after I quickly hid the chocolate, and you, dear diary, my mother came waltzing into my room. Below is the following conversation.
Mum: Guess what darling, I have a day off! Do you know what that means?
Me: Er…
Mum: Shopping! We can get you a new dressy outfit, and new shoes, and a new swimsuit! We can get you a whole new wardrobe! Aren't you excited?
I then made some sort of strangled noise, which she seemed to take as a yes, since she clapped her hands together happily and continued the conversation.
Mum: I thought you would be! Now what are you doing in your pajamas still? Let's get you dressed and get going!
She then proceeded to pick out a pair of fancy slacks that I had never worn in my life and a white button up blouse.
Mum: This will do nicely! Come on, get up and get dressed!
I finally regained my voice and said,
Me: Mum, it's summer. Can't I wear some shorts and a T-shirt?
Mum: I suppose so, darling. Just hurry up, I'll be waiting in the entryway.
I then proceeded to get dressed in some jean shorts and a blue tank-top, brushing out my long wavy/bushy hair and then brushing my teeth, before sighing and walking out. Oh yippee, a fun shopping day with my mother.
Well, after about an hour, she finally gave in and let me pick my clothes. I got a new dress for Harry's party, a couple new skirts and shorts, a few shirts, and a new bathing suit. I also got new school shoes and a pair of black strappy sandals. Well, now I am exhausted from having that `fun' shopping day with my mother, so I suppose I'll go to sleep. Write more tomorrow if something interesting happens!
Thursday, July 30th
8:47 PM
Nothing interesting has happened at all, except for a small conversation with my dad, that I will show to you below:
Dad: Hermione, dear, you haven't perhaps…er…seen any…chocolate around, have you?
(looks at me apprehensively)
Me: Chocolate, father? Heavens, no! Why would we have chocolate? We never have chocolate, it's bad for your teeth, remember?
Dad: Er, of course. Just a random thought. Goodbye.
Muahahahaha, he has no idea. Hmm, should I feel bad about lying to my father? I hardly ever do that…oh well…
Well, the party is all planned out, and now I'm just waiting for tomorrow to come, I can't wait to see Harry…and Ron, I mean, I can't wait to see my two best friends, Harry…………and RON! Remember Ron, Hermione? Argh…
I also have concocted a brilliant plan for Harry. As soon as we shout `surprise!' and jump out from beyond furniture or whatever we do, I shall walk right up to him and give him a little piece of my mind. I will tell him that he needs to stop this little depressed sad mode, get over it and be happy. And then, when he is crying about how mean and heartless he has been and begging for me to forgive him, I will kiss him to make him feel better…
Wait, what did I just write there?? DAMN YOU BRAIN!!!!
Well, I have eaten a piece of chocolate to calm me…does chocolate calm you? Hmm…I always thought not…and now I must get my beauty sleep, for I of course want to look beautiful for Harry tomorrow. I mean…I want to look beautiful for all my friends, and RON! I want to look good for my TWO best friends.
Right then, I'll go get some more chocolate.
A/N: That was just a little filler chapter, and next we have the party! Yay!! Review, please?
-Emily
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