ur harry potter luv story-the SEQUEL

dear hermoine,
ugh-y wont harry answer me? is this his way of telling me he wants 2 brake up? im so confused-if he wants 2 end it, y doesnt he just tell me?!
sounds like ur having a good holiday-hope 2 c u soon @ rons house nxt week.
i also hope that harrys having a good bday 2day-i sent him a card, but idk if he cares anymor...
nyway, how r things going w/ u and ron? is it tru his sister has a crush on harry? mayb thats y hes not answering me-mayb he just likes her better. nyway, id better go-mom wants 2 take me 2 the beach wile this weather lasts!
c u l8r, talk 2 u soon.
urs sincerely,
Amanda
as u signed off the note, u sigh-u had written 2 harry countless times this summer, but evry time u got no response bak. it was so frustrating, so unfair... but u wanted 2 get this out of ur mind 4 a wile, wich was the only reason ud agreed 2 go w/ mom and dad 2 the beach nyway.
then u wistle-and imediatly, tabby-ur eagle owl-flutters down from the top shelf of ur bookcase 2 perch on ur outstretched arm. "now, take this 2 harry, and if he doesnt imediatly sit down 2 rite an anser, peck him until u get him 2 rite something, got it?" u instructed. she just looked @ u w/ her wise amber eyes, then took off after nipping ur ear affectionately.
it was depressing 2 feel so...cut off, just bcuz harry hadnt written once all summer despite his promise 2 keep in touch.
u muse over possible reasons 4 him not writing-OTHER than him wanting 2 brake up-as u changed in2 ur swimsuit. when u were ready 2 go, u walked slowly 2 the living room where ur parents were waiting...w/ a camera. u frown.
"mom, dad, what r u doing?" u gripe as they begin snapping fotos of u in ur swimsuit.
"taking pictures of our baby girl, what else?" they ansered 2gether. u sigh resignedly, then smiled and struck pose after pose until they were satisfied.
"ok-lets get going, honey," mom said 2 dad. "sweetie, could u grab some towels 4 us plz?" she asked u. u sigh as u grab dads, moms, and ur favrit towels: green and lite, deep red, and purple and thick. then u run out the door, strait thru the door, and 2 the red convertible ur dad drives. the top down is driving ur hair crazy, in a wild cyclone around ur face.
when u get 2 the beach, harry is finally driven from ur mind as u play. u run around, shrieking, as ur dad chases u w/ a bucket full of water, jump off the cliff to the side of the beach in2 the deep blu depths below, and bury ur dad when he falls asleep on his towel.
and 4 the first time in months, u were able 2 laff, hav fun, and wasnt worrying about harry potter.
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2 weeks l8r
"okay...quills, camra, books, wand, parchment..." u ticked off each item as u put it in ur trunk as u prepared for traveling 2 rons house. "im gonna need 2 replenish my potions kit-im really low. but other than that, i should b fine," u mutter, thinking aloud.
then u jump when u hear a screech as tabby sweeps in, carrying, rather than a reply from harry, a dead rat. u sigh-had u really expected a sudden change in attitude? but still...u couldnt help hoping, which only made the disappointment mor painful. then u decide 2 try contacting him 1 mor time, and if he didnt reply, it was OVER.
u rite a quik letter 2 harry, telling him about ur trip 2 the beach, how u were headed 2 rons and hoped 2 c him there, and enclosed a set of pictures from the day @ the beach. then u quikly signed it, tied it 2 tabbys leg, telling her 2 take it when she was done, and u would b @ rons when she got bak.
she took off 5 minutes l8r, and u sigh-this would b painful, u could feel it.
but as u watch her sillouete disapear, hope rose against ur desire-mayb this time would b diffrent.
but u couldnt help preparing urslf 4 disapointment.