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A/N: I was watching an episode of Friends when I got the idea
……..I 'm over you. I'm thinking of other men. That means I'm.. over… you. Now I have closure.
She sealed the envelope, spilling a couple drops of rum the white paper. She smiled drunkenly.
Lifting the glass to her lips, Hermione Granger drained the remaining rum at the bottom of her glass. For the first time, Hermione 'the-know-it-all of Hogwarts' Granger was drunk.
"If we get caught, my mom is going to go mental, Hermione" Ginny Weasley giggled. Her tumbler lay forgotten on the carpet of the living room.
"I know. Who knew that rum is soo good?" Hermione giggled herself.
"Who sent it to you?" Ginny said, stumbling to her feet.
"My friend in the States. I was going to give it to your father as Christmas gift. But,.." Hermione picked up the empty bottle.
Both girls broke out in a fit of giggles.
Wiping a stray tear from her eye, Ginny noticed an unaddressed letter next to another letter labeled Harry on the floor. Slowly bending down, she scooped up the blank letter
"Who's this for"
Hermione slid across the floor, reached up and grabbed the letter from her hands. "It'sss nothing"
Her head was spinning from moving to fast. Fingering the letter, she looked up at her friend. "It's nothing" she repeated.
Ginny eyed her friend. "Ok, I'm off to bed." Ginny hugged her best friend and handed upstairs.
Hermione was alone again. Picking up a quill, she scribbled a name on the blank letter. Climbing off the floor, she walked over the only chair in the room. Perched on top was Ron's owl, Pig. Gently, petting the owl's head Pig blinked his eyes.
"You wake?" Pig hooted slowly. "Good"
She suddenly heard a noise from the kitchen. Panicking, she snatched the empty bottle from the floor, along with the letters. Quickly, she held up a letter in front of the owls' beak.
"Take this to Harry" Pig hooted in defiance. "No! Take it" Hermione quickly tied the letter to owls' leg. Pig flew off quickly. "Stupid owl"
Pulling out her wand, she hastily disposed of the bottle and glasses. Exiting the living room, she reached the first step when she heard someone said her name. 'Damn'
"What are you still doing up? Sirius Black said, leaning against the kitchen door frame.
She laughed nervously walking towards him.
"Not tired" Hermione replied. " I.." she was interrupted by a blur of brown feathers. It was Pig. He landed on the kitchen table, holding out his leg for Sirius.
" Something for me" Sirius said giddy, quickly unstitching the letter from owls' leg.
Hermione eyes widened. 'No. No. No' She looked down the other letter in her hand. Harry Potter. The letter started up at her.
"Sirius" She cried out. "Give me the letter"
He began to read.
Running over to him, Hermione was waving her arms. "Put down the letter, put down the letter." She leapt onto his back. "Gimme the letter, Gimme the letter" She finally was able to rip the letter out of his hands. But, it was too late.
"You're over me."
Hermione whimpered softly into his back
TBC