A break, we all need these ((Hermione))

[ames]

Amelia stared at the closed door of her room, her mother and her husband's screaming voices resounded from the hallway right outside her door. She sighed. True, she was used to them arguing by now, but she couldn't understand why the strong woman who is her mother didn't just leave her abnoxious husband. She just doesn't want another divorce, Amelia thought.

"ANOTHER MAN? THAT IS NOT WHY I'M GOING TO LEAVE!" Jay'Na's voice echoed through the house. Amelia rolled her eyes. Her mother talked, well screamed, about leaving Ray all the time. Saying she'll leave, but never does. This was the first time Ray actually responded to the threats, though. Amelia knew it was just to make Jay'Na even more angry. Amelia sighed, wondering if she was actually going to leave now... but just as she wondered their voices got lower and Jay'Na apologized. She rolled her eyes stood, grabbing her purse and opening her door.

"I'm going to Hogsmead, be back soon," Jay'Na screamed at her as Amelia ran downstairs, where the fireplace was. She yelled sorry, but she had to leave and threw the floo powder into the flaming harth. Just as her mother's footsteps resounded from the stairs, Amelia screamed "HOGSMEAD" and was whisked away into the green spinning vortex, fireplaces spinning in and out of sight. Suddenly she stopped spinning and landed. She shook her head from the dizzyness and walked inside the Three Broomsticks. She sighed, taking her notebook from her purse and used the spell that made it normal size. She sat down, opening the Muggle notebook and taking about a Muggle pen. She loved to write, so she wrote...

[Hermione Granger]

It was the second day of the holidays and Hermione was in fair spirits, trying her best to get what needed to be done, done. She hadn’t even unpacked a thing yet, though she did have it on the schedule as the next thing on her list, but for now her priority was going into Hogsmeade for the following day. She was getting there by the only means she could, Night Bus. She waited on the corner of the street when suddenly she saw the lightening fast shape suddenly stop before her. “Where you headed to?” “Hogsmeade,” she replied as she got on and was whisked away, she had to hold on for dear life or she would have ended up in the back of the bus.

They zoomed through London’s streets, squeezing between muggle buses and barely missing pedestrians, as they careened unseen through the muggle world. They jerked to a halt maybe fifteen minutes later, “Hogsmeade!” the driver shouted and Hermione quickly made her way to the front and off the bus, her foot had barely cleared it when she felt the wind whiz past her and it was gone.

She looked at the village with a smile, it had only been a day but already she missed school, here were so many things she was looking forward to learning for the coming year and she wanted to get a jump on things, she would have to visit Diagon Alley in the next few days to buy some new books to occupy her time. Before she set to work, a nice butterbeer sounded good and she made her way to The Three Broomsticks. She walked in the little pub and looked for a table, jus then she spotted a fellow classmate and walked over to her. “Hi. May I sit here?” she asked.