Mum smiled. She grabbed my father's hand and dragged him to the table.
"Harry, tu HAVE to read this!" Mum dicho in utter shock. A few minutos passed. Dad's eyes darted across the letter several times.
"Oh Ginny!" Dad beamed. "This is wonderful!"
"Who's Her-mee-own?" I questioned.
"Her-mioh-nee was a friend of ours at Hogwarts." Mum stated calmly. Wow. I must've thought my parents were old because it shocked me their friends were still alive.
"So this Hermione has a daughter?" I asked.
"And a son. Aww look! She does her T's like 'Mione!" my Mum cooed over the letter.
"I am going to Hogwarts. Is she? Rose, o whatever it is."
Just then, my obnoxious brothers pranced in throwing blankets on each other.
"JAMES SIRIUS AND ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER, CLEAN UP THIS MESS OR-"
Mum was cut off por the boys suddenly grabbing the blankets in protest.
"You're like grandmum, Mum! No fun allowed!"
"Boys, do what Mum says o you're grounded!" Dad warned.
Those boys ate out of Dad's hand. Worshipped, tu could've called it. I dunno why.
A crack sound came, and a small girl with beautiful light red hair smiled. She stood siguiente to a boy with dirty blonde hair and a grin. They sported black robes with no emblem applied. A tall, red haired man with a warm smile stared at our home.
"Sorry. We missed you!" cried a woman with bushy, dirty blonde hair.
"'M-mione!" shouted Mum and Dad in awe. "W-what is this?"
"Surprise!" yelled the little girl. She approached me with a warm handshake. "I'm Rose, the sender of your letter."
"Harry, tu HAVE to read this!" Mum dicho in utter shock. A few minutos passed. Dad's eyes darted across the letter several times.
"Oh Ginny!" Dad beamed. "This is wonderful!"
"Who's Her-mee-own?" I questioned.
"Her-mioh-nee was a friend of ours at Hogwarts." Mum stated calmly. Wow. I must've thought my parents were old because it shocked me their friends were still alive.
"So this Hermione has a daughter?" I asked.
"And a son. Aww look! She does her T's like 'Mione!" my Mum cooed over the letter.
"I am going to Hogwarts. Is she? Rose, o whatever it is."
Just then, my obnoxious brothers pranced in throwing blankets on each other.
"JAMES SIRIUS AND ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER, CLEAN UP THIS MESS OR-"
Mum was cut off por the boys suddenly grabbing the blankets in protest.
"You're like grandmum, Mum! No fun allowed!"
"Boys, do what Mum says o you're grounded!" Dad warned.
Those boys ate out of Dad's hand. Worshipped, tu could've called it. I dunno why.
A crack sound came, and a small girl with beautiful light red hair smiled. She stood siguiente to a boy with dirty blonde hair and a grin. They sported black robes with no emblem applied. A tall, red haired man with a warm smile stared at our home.
"Sorry. We missed you!" cried a woman with bushy, dirty blonde hair.
"'M-mione!" shouted Mum and Dad in awe. "W-what is this?"
"Surprise!" yelled the little girl. She approached me with a warm handshake. "I'm Rose, the sender of your letter."