(I started this like my 90's branch)
Jon got home. After worrying about the stone all day, he was worn out. As he tossed the stone down on his desk he broke down, he couldn't hold it in anymore. Even if he did suspect his grandfather was still alive, he missed him. Tears started to trickle down his face.
"I miss you, Gramps," Jon said to no one really there.
Jon remembered the box of things his grandpa gave him in his closet, in a box similar to the one housing the stone. He went in his closet and got the box down. He opened it and looked at what it held pictures from when Jon spent a summer on a dig back in '98, trinkets he was sent, the hat he caught on there fishing trip, and even the stub from when they went to see Harry Potter and the sorcerers stone together on opening day.
"Why, Why'd you have to go and die, Why" Jon really started to wail now. Jon's grandpa Gregory Jonson was more like a father then Jon's own workaholic dad. Jon continued to cry for what seemed like hours.
