Hermione

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The kids and Ron are asleep. It's a nice summer night for suburban London; no rain and a lovely view of the stars. I'm watching the muggle news, which I've learned to quite enjoy, when I hear an owl screech. I peek out the window and know it's the Potters'. Even after so many years, it's unusual to me not to see Hedwig, those fluffy white feathers always so beautiful and pure.
I open the door and the owl screeches again. It actually looks quite scared, and its dusty brown feathers are ruffled in a way that seems it had recently been smuggled into a bag.
Worried, I pat him affectionately before taking the package, and he flies away. I normally only open packages from Harry while Ron's around (after all, he's Harry's best friend too), but I notice only my name is scrawled out onto this one. Strange. I decide to open it.

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