-Harry
The idea to learn more about runes came to him as he was writing the letter. He had seriously begun to appreciate the idea of not letting his time go to waste, and most of it was already being wasted doing chores for the Dursleys. He was glad Vernon had become too lethargic to stop him from sending letters with Hedwig, and she was a very clever owl who knew how to sneak out quietly for her deliveries. Tying the letter to his owl's leg, he whispered to her, "Stay with Hermione until she replies. Don't be afraid of asking for food, because you might be carrying a heavy load coming back." Hedwig hooted softly and took off.
Harry wasn't too surprised that the reply letter, along with textbooks and notes, arrived the next evening. Hedwig was obviously tired from carrying the huge load, and Harry had only managed to sneak a bit of sausage and a few owl treats for her to eat. Giving her a gentle pat, he said, "Thanks, girl. You did a great job. I'm sorry I couldn't save any more food for you. All this stuff must have been pretty hard for you to carry." Hedwig straightened up and gave him a haughty look. Harry chuckled at the sight, and reassured her, "Oh, no, Hedwig, I'm not doubting you at all. I just want to make sure you're well rested and fed." Hedwig nipped at him lightly with her beak, and after Harry untied all the packages from her leg, she flew out the window to do some night hunting.
Sorting through the stack of parchment Hermione had sent, he picked out the letter she had written him first, eager to read her reply.
Dear Harry,
I'm so glad you wrote to me! I haven't got an owl of my own, and I didn't realize until it was too late that I never knew your address or phone number, so there was no other way for me to contact you. I hope you keep writing often, and I'll keep a window open for Hedwig all summer!
I haven't thanked you enough for everything you did on the train, including letting Ron try not being a git. Sure, he lets his mouth run loose and it really gets on my nerves, but I'm glad you managed to patch things up a bit the second time around. You two are my best friends, and I know I can't stand to lose one of you. Although I have to admit I'd miss you a lot more than I'd miss Ron, but don't tell him that! When you stood up for me in the train, I was just about ready to jump across the cabin and hug you, but then Ron interrupted again. Him and his Quidditch... although I think the World Cup is a pretty big deal, especially since it hasn't been hosted in Britain for decades. Would you really choose me over Quidditch? Not that I want you to, Harry, you look so happy when you're up in the air. I'd never want to take that from you.
Lastly, I can't believe you asked for my notes! If you can catch up, then we can have another class together next year! First, the textbook I gave you isn't the official third year Runes text, but I found it was a lot more useful when studying. My notes are organized by...
The letter finished off with a lot of Hermione's studying tips and a guide to reading her notes, highlighting the most important pages of the textbook, and other advice to get him through all the course. Re-reading the letter, Harry smiled to himself. Hermione was really that happy when he said those things? He just said what had come naturally to him, but he was glad he had made her day before Ron interrupted.
That brought the thought of Ron back to him. He mentioned the Quidditch World Cup, didn't he? Maybe he could spend the last few weeks at the Burrow again. He decided to write a short letter to Ron, hoping it might help him get out of the house a bit earlier.
Dear Ron,
How are you doing, mate? You said there was the World Cup coming soon, didn't you? When is it happening? Do you think I could stay over at your place so we can listen to the game? I'm sure Hermione would love to come, too. Say hello to your mum and dad for me!
-Harry
He decided to wait until Hedwig had returned and finished her meal, a small squirrel. For an animal without hands or utensils, Hedwig managed to be an extremely clean eater and left no traces for Vernon or Petunia to find. Seeing that his owl was sated, he asked her, "Hey, girl! Are you ready for a quick trip to the Burrow? You don't have to wait up for Ron, he has his own owl now." Hedwig immediately hopped towards him and proudly stuck out her leg.
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