"Ron!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs. Harry and Ron have been best friends since the day we met on the train ride to our first year at Hogwarts. It was also the day I met my best friend, Hermione. I didn't really like her at first, but once I got to know her we instantly clicked. Speaking of Hermione, I wondered to myself if maybe she could come stay with us for Christmas.

I rushed up the stairs to ask. "Mum!!! Mum!! Mum!!!!" I screamed searching for my mother's voice. "Yes? What's wrong. Lizzie are you ok?" she asked in a concerned manner.
"Yes, I'm just peachy. But I have to ask you something very important." I said. "What is it honey?" She asked. "Can Mione come and stay with us for Christmas. Ron got to have Harry over and that's not fair, so can I ask Hermione. Please Mum!" I basically begged. "Oh, Lizzie, you silly girl. Of course Hermione can come at stay. The more the merrier!"

I soon rushed to Ginny and I's room, to get my best stationary and write a letter to Hermione.

The letter said,

Dearest, Mione

"How I have missed you so!! Harry has come to the burrow for the holiday and I was wondering if you would like to come as well, so then Ginny and I won't be the only girls in the house. Please respond back as soon as possible so we can come and get you from the muggle world. Love, Lizzie.

I soon gave my letter to my owl, Lilly, and she soared off the deliver my letter to my best friend.

About a day later, Lilly came back with a letter in her hand. I squealed with excitement. I ripped it open. It said,

Lizzie Anne,

Of course I would love to come and spend the holiday with you. My parents said that I could I am packing my trunk right now, and I am expecting to see you soon. Love, Hermione

I raced to my Mum and told her the news. Soon enough I went to Ron's room and told him and Harry the news. "Ronnie! Harry! Mione is coming to stay with us this holiday and Fred, George, and I are going to get her! Would you like to come with us?" I told them. "Hermione is coming, to our house?" Ron asked blushing and embarrassed looking. Ron had, had a crush on Mione since the end of first year, but never, ever told anybody but me. He didn't even tell Harry. Mione also felt the same way.
"Yes you dimbo. So I'm assuming your not coming then?", I asked. "No, me and Harry will stay here. I have some tidying up to do.", He said as he looked at his absolutely trashed, and disgusting room. "Well then bye.", I said and we soon headed to get Hermione.