Hermione Jane Granger

I've been trying and trying to put this off, because I've been afraid of what you all will say, but I simply have to tell you, now that everyone's going home - 

Terry and I have a few friends who are helping us hide our wands. They're in these little braided bracelets and they come out when we need them. We couldn't have done the charms work ourselves. But we promised them we'd never tell anyone who they are so I can't tell you! I mean, they think that someone must have given us the wands, but they don't know who or how, or how many of you, so they're really afraid that you'll get caught and tell someone that they helped us, so I can't tell.

I hope it's all right. I don't see how else things would possibly have worked. But you must understand that I simply can't tell who they are, I can't, they trust me not to...

When we woke up, Terry and me I mean, everyone was so fussed and we were in the Hospital Wing but finally they let us go report to our masters. So Terry was supposed to go see you, Headmistress, and I was supposed to go see Harry. Only the Headmistress and Harry were both in with the Lord Protector so I said to Terry that I had something to show him, and we went to our secret room, and the portraits promised to tell us when they were done.

So we went to the secret room and I told him I had a big surprise for him and I brought out the WANDS! And he just looked completely shocked, and then he thought we were doing something wrong, and then I had to calm him down and tell him that the Headmistress was okay with it, but I told him I couldn't tell him how I got them. It took a really long time and he was shaking and I thought maybe he was going to burst into tears. But after awhile he calmed down and we both tried them, and I told him that I'd had them a long time but I waited to start using them until he was there so we could try them out and decide whose is whose. So we did. 

And it is going to be so wonderful.

And then Harry almost cried when he saw me and I think Draco was really relieved too, and as soon as his Father had left Harry gave me a big hug and told me that he missed me. And honestly I don't feel like anything, I mean I'm a little bit stiff but it doesn't feel like anything happened, it's so strange!!

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

Ron, you're going to know exactly what they were up to in a few hours or the morning maybe, and I want you to know that you had better keep your mouth shut, no matter what Harry says to you, no matter what happens, or else I'll be in the soup too, do you hear?! 

I mean I really really will, I really will. So SHUT IT. Or else. I know you hate him but honestly, please.

Madam Pince is at breakfast late, so I've time to write - finally - hooray!!

Things have been going well for Terry and me when we're learning about magic. Only Madam Pomfrey can't do everything I want to learn. We keep trying to do potions and she says "No, I don't have the materials." Because she can't ask for any materials that aren't used in healing on their own, since Professor Slughorn or the kids in classes mostly make her potions for her. She says she's going to try to come up with excuses but I know that even though she's on staff she could get in trouble for that, so I suppose she oughtn't and I told her so.

Terry is smarter than I thought he was and he's learning really fast, faster than I ever learned things. He isn't afraid of things either. Yesterday he cut his hand and Madam Pomfrey didn't notice for fifteen minutes because he didn't say anything, but the blood got into our potion and turned it blue! I still don't think he'd tell her if he got hurt, but at least now he knows that he has to bind things like that up so that it doesn't ruin potions.

I don't know how I feel about the Lord Protector coming. I suppose I won't see him at all. I'll just stay away. I hope I don't run into any Dementors, they sound very nasty. 

1. My word of the day is bigot. It means "A person who's intolerantly and obstinately devoted to his own prejudices," or, "a jerk."

2. I was reading some books today and it occurred to me that perhaps I could start learning the runic alphabet. I want to learn Elder Futhark because it seems most magically useful, but we have the most amazing copy of the Codex Runicus - Madam Pince reproduced a page for me so that I could show you all, here it is:



Isn't that amazing? I wish that we had pretty books like that of Elder Futhark but we don't, runes weren't used very much until the 1800s when arithmancy started becoming more important and people realised that they had always used arithmantic ideas to make magic. Oh - but I'm so thrilled to be able to start doing something, learning runes, I mean! It will almost be like being a student.

3. Terry, I am so glad that you're feeling better.