The Daughter of Black

Fourth Years End

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June 23, 1995

It was the day before we all left for home on the Hogwarts Express, which meant that both of the other schools were leaving today.

Viktor Krum had invited Hermione to come stay with him, but she knew her parents would never let her. She was especially sad, but she didn't show it. It reminded me of Marcus Flint.

For the first time, instead of being sad, it made me smile to think of Marcus.

"This is for you. Write to me. Promise?" Viktor asked her.

"Bye." She said as she blushed.

"Au revoir, Ron." Fleur said as she kissed each side of his face.

I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Oh, shove it (Y/n). She's only being nice because she likes Bill."

"Your brother?"

"Who else? Everyone loves Bill. Say, do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?"

"No." I said.

"No, I don't think so." Harry added.

"Everything's going to change now isn't it?" Hermione asked.

"Well, yes." Harry said.

"Promise you'll write this summer. All three of you."

"Well I won't. You know I won't! I can try to use a fellytone."

"Telephone, Ron." I corrected.

"Yeah, what she said."

"You two will write, won't you?"

"Of course we will, right Harry?" I nudged him.

"Yeah. Every week." He nodded at her.

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"Hello?" I said as I picked up the telephone about two weeks into summer holiday. Petunia insisted we have one.

"YES HELLO. HELLO? CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

"Is this Ron?"

"YES, MY NAME IS RON WEASLEY. I - WANT - TO - SPEAK - TO - HARRY - POTTER."

I had to hold the phone away from my ear at arm's length.

Harry was howling with laughter as he fell to the floor, which in turn made me start laughing.

"WHAT'S SO FUNNY? IM A FRIEND OF HARRY'S I WANT TO SPEAK TO HIM."

"Ron- I'm not- I'm not an operator!" I said through my laughs.

"A WHAT???"

"It's me- it's (Y/n)." I choked out.

"OH. I THOUGHT IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU. IS HARRY THERE?"

"Ron, where- where exactly are you right now?" I said as I finally calmed down. Harry was crying on the floor laughing silently, trying to breathe again.