“I can’t do this, Hermione.” She reached her hand and slipped the hanging hair over his left shoulder. The silver lightning-bolt dangled down. S...he remained silent. Harry began to wonder if things would be better if he had parents he could talk to.“Last year,” Harry said, staring at the floor, “did you write your parents about Umbridge?” “Well, sure,” Hermione replied, “as best I could. She was reading the post, you know that.”“When you write, what do you write about?” Hermione turned a little. ’ ‘God you are hard-hearted. I’ll try to find a juicy divorcee for you.’ ‘Well thanks Wendy, I best say do your best otherwise two rejections and you’ll be biting off my ear.’ ‘You were never short of brains Jerry. I’ll try to line someone up. Any preferences?’ ‘Yeah, younger than me, will be compatible with me, has her owncar and is financially self-supporting, is a good housekeeper and won’t steal from me.’ ‘Is that all?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘We I was hoping you wouldn’t add and likes to fuck. That would. Eventually I plucked up the courage to suggest that we should retire upstairs and to my great surprise she asked my why it had taken so long! We quickly tripped upstairs and after a quick but very passionate hug she excused herself to get ‘comfortable’ in the bathroom. Not too sure of how to get ready for her return I dropped my trousers and took off my shirt and then sat on the edge of the bed in my underpants. It took Cindy about 5 minutes before she rushed out of the bathroom and jumped. My mother handed it to me.I took off the wrapping paper. To my surprise it was a Visa gift card. “We didn’t know where you like to shop, so we put five hundred dollars on the card and thought you could go wherever you wanted.” my mom said.“Wow! Thank you, that’s so thoughtful.” I said. I was happy about the gift. But I was more sad than blissful. My brother lingered in my mind, and how he received nothing from this side of the family. I felt terrible and spoiled as I put the card into the.