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A Girl, a Problem, and a Book With a Brain - Sa13+ Note from FF Staff: This thread has had all comments pruned from it so you may enjoy the story without interruption. -evlpez Hi everyone! :hello: I really really really like to write, and I love the Harry Potter books! :sorcerer: I thought it would be fun to write a fan fic, so here I go.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione wrote the last word of her Herbology paper, and sighed. She was FINALLY done! Five rolls of parchment seemed like a mile! She lay back in the large armchair that she had been sitting in for the last hour. She was in the Gryffindor common room, a bottle of ink and quill by her side, and five rolls of parchment in her lap. She shoved her finished report into her bag, and hastely began flipping through a thick book. "Hermione! You told me you finished that reading assignment!" Hermione flipped around to see Ron and Harry standing behind her in their pajamas. She noticed that Ron had a new pair of blue bunny slippers. "Nice shoes, Ron," she chuckled. Ron flushed red. "Mum sent them from home. They are very warm." Hermione turned back to her book and began franticly flipping pages. Harry sat down on the chair beside her. "Homework on Sunday night?" he asked. "So unlike you." Hermione closed the book and sighed. "I know," she replyed. "But I spent all Saturday and today at the library, and now" she gestured to the massive stack of books on the table, "I have so many books and so little time to read them!" She sunk into the chair. Ron sat down beside her and thumbed through the book that Hermione had been flipping through earlier. "This one isn't too hard..." he commented, handing the book back to Hermione. He leaned back in the chair. "You've read it, right?" "Of course," replied Hermione, thumbing through her book. "It's the questions that worry me." "Hermione, you ace every test, every paper, and every reading assignment! Why is this one any different?" asked Harry. Hermione looked up at him. "Because of time," she grumbled. "If only I hadn't procrastinated..." Ron jumped up and covered his ears. "Stop it!" he yelled. "Hermione, you are worrying over NOTHING! Besides, compared to the rest of us, you look like a genius! Even if we had days to do it, and you had minutes, you would STILL be better!" Harry jumped up. "Ron!" he excalaimed. "You'll wake the whole castle!" Ron slouched down in his chair, flushing as red as his hair. Harry turned to Hermione. "Ron's right, Hermione. You always get good grades! Sometimes I wonder why you didn't end up in Ravenclaw." He looked at Hermione's work. She had answered every question in at least two paragraphs. "That's good," he commented as she shoved the parchment and her book into her bag. "Now come on up, it's getting late." Harry and Ron helped Hermione gather up all her books and papers. Then the two boys scurryed up the stairs, chatting with Hermione bringing up the rear. They tried to include her in the conversation, but she wasn't listening. Was she really ment for Ravenclaw? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay, I know nothing has happened yet, but I needed to start out somewhere. I'll post more later. |
No one has responded yet, so I don't really know weither I should continue, :unsure: but maybe that is because nothing has happened yet, so here I go.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning, Hermione sat at the Griffindor's table in the Great Hall, eating breakfast. She was contently reading one of the books that she had gotten out of the library yesterday, Everything You Needed to Know about Magical Monsters but Were Afraid to Ask*. A plate of eggs, bacon, and toast lay in front of her, but so far it sat untouched. The only thing Hermione could think about was weither the Sorting Hat had REALLY made a mistake, and weither she really did belong in Ravenclaw. She was smart, after all, and a lot of her friends were in Ravvenclaw, but still...the Sorting Hat had never made a mistake yet, so why would he now? Hermione didn't get much sleep last night, and so she got up earlier than most of her house and was using all her energy reading a book. She really needed to go to the library and get a book on the houses or Hogwarts, but she doubted that she could get there in time. "Morning 'mione," Hermione flipped around, only to see Ron and Harry standing behind her. That was the second time in less than 12 hours that she had been startled by her best friends. She sighed and respoded warily, "Good morning Ron. Did you sleep well? What about you Harry?" Harry sat down beside her and flopped a piece of toast onto his plate. "Ron couldn't stop snoring last night," he groaned. "Seamus kept yelling 'Shut up!', which didn't help with all the noise." Hermione giggled. Ron had a blank expression on his face, he was sitting across from Hermione, and stirring his scrambled eggs. "I dunno what you guys are talking about," he said slowly. "I didn't sleep a wink last night! I could only think about Snape and that Potions assignment I didn't finish!" Harry groaned. "You slept, Ron. You slept for nine hours, and the rest of us only slept about one! You must have been dreaming." He slowly bit into his toast. Hermione looked at her watch and stood up. "I better get going," she said franticly. She scooped some eggs into her mouth and took a gulp of orange juice. She stood up and shoved her book into her bag. "I have to get to the library." Ron grabbed her sleeve. "Hermione, you were at the library all day yesterday, all day Saturday, you were complaining last night about your visits to the library interfering with your homework, and now you are going to the library again?" Ron looked both perplexed and annoyed. "Guys, I have things to do before our first class!" Hermione insisted. She freed her sleeve from Ron's grip and ran out of the Great Hall. "Hermione!" Harry called, but she didn't hear him. She was already halfway down the hall. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay, so nothing has happened yet either, but it will, as soon as she goes to the library. *Compliments of our third grade play, Everything you wanted to know about Fairy Tales but were Afraid to Ask! |
[FONT=Geneva]Hi!!! :hello: Wow, thanks guys! I didn't think my story was that good! This is my first time at this thing. So anyway, I'll continue from where I left off. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione scoured the shelves of the library. Already she had taken Secrets of the Sorting Hat, The First Class Guide to the Houses of Hogwarts, [/I]and The Unabridged Handbook to the Houses. As she began flipping through a copy of The Sorting Hat- From Cloth to Cleverness a thick green book with gold lettering caught her eye. She pulled it off the shelf and read the cover. "The Brain- Everything You Needed to Know About Everything ," she read aloud. "An odd name for a book, but it might help me," she said to herself. She attempted to stuff it in her bag, succeeding, but there was no more room for anything more. She glanced at the large clock on the wall, and almost fell over. She had to be in the greenhouse in one minute! She rushed over and checked out all the books that she had been holding and rushed out to Herbology. -------------------- Hermione rushed in a minute too late. Everyone else already had settled in. It didn't look like she had missed much, though. People were talking and giggling and exchanging notes as they put on gardening gloves. Professor Sprout sighed. She couldn't seem to get the class's attention. "Ahh, Miss Granger. Glad you could join us. Please find a seat...CHILDREN! QUIET DOWN NOW!" Hermione slouched into the only empty chair. She placed her report on her desk and slipped on the pair of old, faded gardening gloves. They itched, and they were a orangish brown. There was a small pot of dirt in front of her. Professor Sprout clapped her hands. "ATTENTION!" she commanded. The whole class grew quiet. She smiled. "Thank you," she said. "Now today, we are going to review the effects of the qualities of soil on seeds. But first, I should collect your reports on the Gwalliping Gordio Fruit. Accio, accio, ACCIO!" At that moment, every paper flew into the air, out of bags and desks. They all landed neatly in a pile on her desk. She smiled and began the lesson. ------------------------------------------ That night, after Hermione had completed all her homework she began to flip through all the books that she had gotten at the library. When she found something intersting that would help her, she wrote it on a roll of parchment. She ended up using four rolls of parchment, and she was wondering if she would have any left for tomorrows work. She looked at the last book that she had to look over. It was The Brain- Everything You Need to Know About Everything . She carefully opened the thick green book, and almost screamed when a huge green brain popped out of the book. "Hello," said the brain. "I am The Brain of Knowledge. You need help with something?" Hermione was speechless. This gross green thing had popped out of a book and was talking to her! "I....I....I'm.....Her....Her...Hermi....Hermi one Granger." She stuttered. " I wanted to know, well, I wanted to know weither I would have done better in Ravenclaw. I'm in Gryffindor, you see." "I see," said the Brain. "So you want to sneak into the Sorting Hat's mind?" "Well, no," mumbled Hermione. "I just want to know a bit about how the Sorting Hat put me in Gryffindor." Her lip quivered. "I see," said the Brain. "I'll tell you everything you need to know tomorrow. I have quite a lot to work with, you see. Judging this book's size, there should be no problem in me finding out what you need to know. However, I don't know much about you, so I can't really tell you WHY the Sorting Hat did what he did, but from my research, I'm sure that you'll find out all you need to know to put two and two together." Suddenly, the huge brain dissolved into the pages. Hermione slammed the book shut and lay back into the couch. Did taht really happen, or was she just dreaming? Was this brain really going to help her solve all her problems? "Hermione?" Hermione looked at the door to the Griffindor Common Room. There stood Neville, looking at Hermione with a worried look on his face. "Hermione? Are you okay? You look a little pale," Neville stared at Hermione with concern. Hermione sat up immeditely. "I'm fine, Neville. I'm fine, never felt better." She grabbed all her books and papers. "Gotta go now Neville. Bye." She rushed up the stairs. leaving Neville behind in the room alone. Neville sat down on the couch. He wondered why Hermione had rushed out of the room so fast. He knew that Hermione didn't feel that way about him, and no matter how he liked her, she would never like him back. He sighed and looked at the table where Hermione had been sitting. "What's this?" he said, picking up a large green book with golden lettering. "Everything you needed to know about everything, huh?" he said. "I wonder if this book could tell me how I could get a girl to like me," he said, cracking the spine. |
Thanks guys! Glad to see there is support for my fan fic :D This one will be short since I have to get to school real soon, but here i go... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hermione? Hello? Hermione?" Hermione screamed in horror, only to see Harry and Ron standing around her. She jerked herself up into an upright position. "Ron, Harry? This is the girl's dormitory! GET OUT!" "Hermione, Hermione, calm down," said Harry. "We just wanted to let you know that you have 20 minutes before our first class. Hermione jumped out of bed. "Thanks guys, that's not going to make me worry at all!" she said sarcasticly. She pulled out her robes and ran into one of the small curtained dressing rooms. "Give me ten minutes." "Okay," said Ron. "We'll be downstairs. Hurry up will you?" Both boys left the girls dormitory. After Hermione had gotten her bag, and herself, ready for school, she noticed the pile of books by her bed. She needed to check what The Brain had to say! She rushed over and searched through the pile of books. Ron threw open the door to the dormitory. "'Mione, come ON! How long does it take you....what are you looking for?" Ron stared at her while Hermione rushed around the room, shaking her head in disbelief. Harry came into the room. "Ron, I told you to take her straight down, ready or n...Hermione?" Harry gasped. "Herm, are you okay?" Hermione sighed and turned to the two boys. "The Brain," she said. "It's gone." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
Hi guys! AHHHH I typed this two times, both I lost! AHH! Well, I hope this one will work... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The WHAT?" Ron and Harry stared at Hermione as if she had sprouted an extra head. Hermione realized one second too late that Ron and Harry didn't know about The Brain, and she wasn't about to tell them. They would be hurt, and maybe they would think that she didn't like being in Gryffindor! She had to think of a cover story, and FAST. "Uhhhh...I mean....my....BRAIN! I thought I lost it.....because....uh....I forgot a Potions formula, that's all." Hermione couldn't believe that she was lying to her best friends, but it was too late to take it back now. Fortunatly, Ron and Harry were both gullable enough to believe it. Ron rolled his eyes. "Seriously Hermione, who remembers anything that old fart says?" Harry chuckled. "And anyway, since when do you remember POTIONS formulas? Seriously Hermy, we have to go to class." He grabbed one of Hermione's arms and Ron grabbed the other. "Come on," he said, pulling her out of the dormitory. "We have to get to class." ------------------- That night, Hermione had given up the search for The Brain and was walking down the corridor to Gryffindor House. She didn't know what she was going to do. She felt angry with herself for losing the book, and sad that she would never figure out her problems. She wasn't paying any attention to where she was walking, and she only realized that she had passed the Fat Lady when she bumped into a large body who was carrying a stack of books and papers. Neville. Hermione felt horrible. "Oh Neville," she said, picking up books and papers. "I'm so sorry." Neville smiled. "No problem, 'Mione. Besides, I think that I have something that was yours." He produced a green book with golden letters embossed into it. Hermione squealed. "NEVILLE! YOU FOUND IT!" She threw her arms around him. "HOW CAN I EVER THANK YOU?" Neville smiled. "It's no problem, really. You left it in the commo..." Neville was cut off by a cold, piercing voice. "Well, well, look what the Mudblood dragged in." Hermione flipped around, only to see Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle standing over them, smirking. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gotta go to school now. Bye! |
Hey everyone! :hello: Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. We have a math test every week and I had to study a lot for this one! UGH! I hate logorithms! >_< I have to do a campaign poster for Thomas Jefferson during the election after Washington retired. (And the point of making a poster after someone has already been elected is...) Anyway, I'll pick up where I left off. Hermione and Neville on the floor, with Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle standing around them, books this way and that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione sat on the floor, speechless. Malfoy had a huge grin on his face. "Well, lookee here. Looks like you found your home, Granger. On the floor, right where TRASH belongs." He burst into laughter. Crabbe snorted. Goyle cackled. Neville stood up. "Ddd-on't cccc-all Hermione that!" Neville's lip quivered. He couldn't beileve what he was saying! But that didn't stop him from going on. "Besides," he said, his voice growing stronger with every word. "She's a better at magic than most other people in this school! And everyone in this hallway!" Neville couldn't believe what he just said! Malfoy must have felt the same way, because he ran up and grabbed Neville by the front of the robes. Neville was pretty heavy, but Malfoy was pretty strong. He glared into Neville's eyes. Hermione shrieked. Malfoy only sneered. "Shut up, Granger." He turned to Neville. "So," he said. "I'm not good as Miss Mudblood, eh? Well, I'll guess we'll have to prove that won't we? You, me, on the Quiddich Field. We'll have a duel." He dropped Neville on the ground. Neville yelped in pain. Hermione gasped. "Three o' clock, tomorrow." he said. "You can bring ol' Potty and the Weasel, too. Maybe not, though. They will hate to see you lose." He walked away, laughing with Crabbe and Goyle bringing up the rear. Neville could only stare. Hermione burst into tears. "It's all my fault," she whimpered. "I'm so sorry Neville. If it wern't for me, you wouldn't be in this mess!" She grabbed The Brain and ran to the Gryffindor house. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'll post soon, and when I do, the duel will begin. :eyebrows: Dracnyzz- Yeah I know it is a little unaccurate, but it's hard to remember the details. :ermsmile: Sorry! |
Hey all! I'm glad you like my fan fic. Dont' worry the duel shall begin soon! I just need to prepare Neville. After all, we don't want him to lose! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione could barely sleep that night. She could only think about how much pain she put on Neville. She also felt a pang of guilt in her heart, because Harry and Ron didn't know anything about this. They probably would, saying that Neville probably told them everything that evening. That night she had bizzare dreams, and awoke hot and sweaty. She couldn't go back to bed, so she got up and did homework. When she finished, it was seven o'clock in the morning. It was a Saturday, and she wanted to get to the library before the duel. She wondered if she could get a book or two on how to properly fight in duels. Besides, she had a number of books to return. She also had to check out the Brain. She thought that it might be asleep right now, but she wasn't sure. She decided that she would check on him after the duel, saying that his voice was pretty loud, and she was probably the only one up right now. She threw on her robes and headed down to the library. --------------------------- Hermione was flipping through the shelves. She was trying to pick the best books about duels based on her own knowledge, books with good ratings, and the inside summary of the book. So far she had How to Win a Duel in Three Easy Steps, The Do's and Don't's of Dueling, and Professer Frinkle's 50 Tips on Dueling and Matching. After searching for another 10 minutes, she had also obtained Duels, Duels, and More Duels, Dueling Can Be Fun, The Big Book of Spells to Use in Duels, and Mastering Duels. Then Hermione sat down and bookmarked pages that Neville could read so he wasn't flipping through the whole book. She marked each useful page with a small lime green Post-It note. After one hour, she had placed the last Post-It. She shoved all the books into her bag and headed for the Great Hall. --------------------------- "Here, Neville." Hermione dumped her bag of books by Neville, who was eating soft, fluffy pancakes with jam. Harry and Ron were sitting across from him, eating eggs and bacon. They looked puzzled, so Hermione guessed that Neville haden't told them about anything that had happened last night. Neville didn't seem to notice. He seemed startled, but pleased at the same time. He grinned at Hermione. "Gee, Hermione. Thanks. That was really nice of you." He opened the thinnest one, which was Mastering Duels. He smiled. "Nice color of Post It notes," he commented. He propped open the book in front of him and began to read and eat pancakes at the same time. Hermione sat on the bench beside him and helped herself to a banana and a piece of bacon. She ate rather slowly, cutting her bacon into small pieces so she wouldn't have to chew. She opened another book she had gotten for herself, Picking the Right Potion- Potions Developing Over the Ages. Potions wasn't her favorite subject, but history was the most appealing to Hermione lately. Ron just stared at Neville, who was now taking notes on a large roll of parchment. Harry spoke up. "Could someone please tell Ron and me why Neville is reading a book on dueling and Hermione looks stressed?" Neville looked at Hermione. Hermione looked at Neville. Ron peeled an orange. Harry stared at Hermione and Neville. "Well?" he asked. Neville told a very detailed account of what happened the other night. "So I was just giving Hermione The Brain back and..." Ron cut off Neville with a piercing accusation. "So this Brain thing comes up again huh Hermione. Potions formula indeed." Neville cut HIM off. "That's not the point you guys. It's just a book Hermione lent me for Transfiguration. That's all." Hermione would have hugged him if Ron and Harry weren't engrossed in Neville's account of the recent event. Instead she sighed and peeled her banana. -------------------------- The rest of the morning and early afternoon, both Ron, Harry, and Hermione trained Neville for the upcoming event. Finally, three o'clock came. The four friends marched out onto the Quiddich field. Malfoy and his gang were waiting. He wore a grin on his face. "Ready for the duel, Neville? I see you brought Mudblood, Potty, and the Weasel with you." He cackled. He cleverly rubbed his hands together and drew his wand. Pointing to the very center of the Quiddich field, he declared, "Let the games begin." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm going to let you guess what happens till I update :evil: I know, I hate cliffhangers too, but I have to go now. Bye! |
devils_work- I can't do what? THE DUEL SHALL BEGIN! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Neville bit his lip. He was incredibly nervous. Hermione was just staring at Malfoy. He had a wicked grin on his face. "So," Malfoy said to Neville. "Are you ready to lose?" Neville clenched his teeth. "No," he said with great strength in his voice. "I'm ready to win." If Malfoy was tormented by Neville's words, he didn't show it. Instead, he cracked his knuckles and stood in the very center of the Quidditch field. Neville grabbed his wand and marched out till he was standing opposite Malfoy. Hermione, Ron and Harry stood on the sideline with Crabbe and Goyle, who were stuffing donuts in their mouths leftover from lunch. Malfoy and Neville and raised their wands in front of them. Then, Hermione said the countdown. "Three, two..." Before Hermione could finish, Malfoy spat a spell out at Neville and shot him across the field. Hermione shreaked, and Harry blocked Ron from shooting out a spell at Malfoy. Neville stood up warily, but Malfoy shot another spell at Neville. Before Neville could stand up again, Malfoy shot another. Neville moaned and dropped his wand. Then, before Hermione could stop him, Malfoy ran up to Neville and began to shoot spells at his face. Worms gushed out of Neville's mouth, hornets buzzed out of Neville's ears, and flies swarmed around his eyes. Neville cried out in pain. Malfoy was grinning, and suddenly, Hermione lost it. She ran up to Malfoy, snatched his wand, and slapped him across the face. "HOW DARE YOU HURT NEVILLE LIKE THAT!" she screamed, slapping him across the face yet another time. "HOW DARE YOU HURT HIM LIKE THAT, YOU NO GOOD SCUMBAG!" Before Harry and Ron could stop her, she hexed Malfoy. "MICANDRA ELPHEN*!" Malfoy shot across the field and was laying there. He was screaming things that wern't words, and was jerking in an unpleasent way. Crabbe and Goyle ran to his side, but before they could get there, Hermione shot a spell which produced a invisible wall. They smacked against it and lay there, unconsious. Harry and Ron grabbed Hermione by her elbows and snatched her wand. Then all three ran to Neville's side. "WHAT'S GOING ON OUT HERE?" Suddenly, the three of them looked up to see Professor McGonagal staring at them in horror. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *I couldn't find any good hexes, so I made up one of my own. |
Hey! Thankz to The_Revenge_of_the_Nerds for ideas to help me write this post... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione groaned. She had just come back from detention. McGonagall had decided that they should all be assigned detention with different teachers. The friends had all crossed fingers for Hagrid, but Goyle got him. Ron looked like he wanted to punch his brains out. He got Snape. Harry got Professer Sprout, Neville got Professer Trelawny (Spelling?), Malfoy got Professer Flitwick, Crabbe got Professer Binns, and Hermione got Professor McGonagall. She had spent two hours cleaning the classrooms. Then she had gone to dinner. Ron and Harry both left in the middle of dinner, and they still weren't back. Malfoy and Neville got it the hardest becuase they were the ones participating in the duel. Hermione lay back into her favorite chair. Suddenly, a small piece of paper caught her eye. It was a small wrinkled piece of parchment, lightly stained with ink. Her name was written on the front. She opened the small piece of paper and sighed when she read it. Herm, Can you do me a favor? Go to the library and pick up the following books- "Owl Care" "How to Please an Owl" "An Owl's Favorite Things" "Five Minute Owl Treats" Pig is acting up. See you. -Ron Hermione groaned. So THAT was what the screeching was! She rolled over, grabbed her bag, and ran out the door. ------------------------------ Hermione was lurking around the library, looking for Ron's books when she caught sight of a boy. She couldn't exactly see his face, but she assumed that he was older. She wondered why she hadn't seen him before. She tried not to be interested, but she couldn't help it. She watched him out of the corner of her eye when Ginny ran up to her. "Hey Hermione," she chirped. "I thought you were in detention." Hermione groaned. "I was. I worked in McGonagall's office till 6." Ginny groaned. "Ouch." She pulled a fat book off the shelf and flipped through it. Then she leaned toward Hermione. "Hey Hermione," she giggled. "See that guy over there?" Hermione turned around, and realized in horror that Ginny was gesturing to the same guy she was looking at before. She turned back to Ginny. "Yeah?" she said with growing enthusiasm. Ginny giggled. "He's extremley cute, isn't he?" Hermione tittered. "Well, he is comely, if that's what you mean." Ginny just stared at her. "Comely? English, please." Hermione sighed. "Cute. Attractive. Good-looking." Ginny giggled. "I heard he was a Ravenclaw seventh year. He's really cute." They both wandered over to a nearer shelf and crouched down, peering at him. He was cute. He had hazel colored hair, with deep brown eyes. He had a soft touching of freckles, too. He was very tanned. After watching him for awhile, Ginny jumped up and grabbed Hermione's wrist. "I'm gunna go flirt with him. You come too, Hermione." Hermione tugged her wrist from Ginny's grip, but Ginny resisted. Finally, Hermione gave in and reluctenly followed Ginny over to the cute guy. He noticed them and walked over. "Hey," he said. He had a thick accent. It was very attractive. Ginny was first to strike. "Hey," she said, titing her head a little. "I'm Ginny, and this is Hermione." Hermione shifted her books, and flipped her hair a little. "Hey, she said. He grinned."I'm Joey. You guys sixth years?" Ginny giggled. "I'm not," she said. "But Hermione is." She gave Hermione a teeny tiny shove. She leaned close to her and whispered, "He likes you. I gotta get more books. I'll meet you at the Gryffindor Common Room." Hermione giggled and leaned towards Ginny. "Don't you like him too?" she asked. Ginny shook her head. "Yeah, but it's just fun flirting. Besides, I'm already taken." She giggled and left Hermione there. Hermione talked with Joey for about ten minutes more, and then went back to the Common Room to meet Ginny. Sure enough, after entering the Common Room, Ginny was sitting opposite the fire, waiting for Hermione. She smiled. "So?" Hermione giggled. "I'm going to Hogsmeade with him," she replied. "This Saturday." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "GET OUT!" Ginny jumped out of the chair and threw her arms around Hermione. "SERIOUSLY? THIS IS SO AMAZING! WAIT TILL I TELL RON AND HAR..." "NO!" screeched Hermione. "I mean....um...." Ginny stared at Hermione and tapped her foot. "Okay, what's going on?" Hermione collasped into a chair. "You know how you said he was in Ravenclaw?" Ginny nodded her head. Hermione sighed. "He's in Slytherin." Ginny jumped up. "Okay," she said. "I won't say a word." Both girls knew that Ron and Harry always had something against Slytherins. They hugged each other and ran up to the girls' dormitorys. ------------------- "What do you mean you're busy?" It was the next morning in the Great Hall. Ron and Harry both stared at Hermione as she spread cream cheese on a bagel. Ron drummed his fingers on the table. Harry was scrambling his scrambled eggs. "Hermione, answer my question," Ron demanded. Hermione bit into her bagel. "I mean that I'm busy." Harry lay down his fork. "Hermione, no wizard or witch misses a Hogsmeade trip." Hermione lay down her bagel and grabbed a carton of yogurt. "I didn't say I wasn't going to Hogsmeade. I just said that I can't." Ron slammed down his banana. "Come on Hermione! It's not like Fred and George do this every day, you know." He opened his banana and was upset to see that it was soggy from all the force. "Aww..." he moaned. Hermione twirled her spoon in her yogurt cup. "Ron, seeing fake wands and pasties that make you sprout feathers unveiled isn't my idea of a show." She spooned some yogurt into your mouth. Harry sighed. "Come on, Hermione. It's not like you have anything better to do at Hogsmeade." Hermione thought fast. "I could sure use a new quill..." Ron spat milk out of his nose. "Puleese..." he said, wiping his mouth. "That's one of the oldest tricks in the book! Trust me, Fred and George used that when I was four." Hermione grabbed her bag. "I gotta go..." she said, grabbing an apple. She ran out of the Great Hall. "HERMIONE!" Harry yelled, but Hermione just kept running. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
Hey everyone. This is going to be really short but I have to eat dinner soon... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione kept running till she got to the library. She was hoping that Ron and Harry wern't following her. When she arrived at the library, she looked all around for Joey. After looking for awhile, she gave up and walked to her first class. On her way there, she heard a voice behind her. "Hey Hermione. Why do you look so dissipointed?" Hermione flipped around, only to see Joey leaning against the wall. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay sry if that was really short bye! |
Okay I just looked at my post from yesterday and I almost screamed when I saw how short it was. I have to go soon, but I'll try to make this one long to make up for yesterday. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione smiled at Joey. "Hey," she said casually. Joey fished around in the pocket of his robes and pulled out a red rose. Every thorn had been carefully taken off. "This is for you," he said, handing the rose to her. Hermione almost fainted. This was only the second day they had talked and he was giving her a rose! She giggled. "Thanks," she said, carefully putting the rose in her bag. Joey held out a hand and bowed a little. "May I escort you to your first class, Hermione?" he asked. Hermione giggled and carefully placed her hand in his. He carefully held her hand as they walked out to the greenhouse. They began to chat about things they liked. It turned out that he liked books, just like Hermione. He also was very smart. "Sometimes," he said. "I wonder why I didn't get into Ravenclaw." Hermione gasped. He had the exact same thoughts as her! She just smiled. When they arrived at the greenhouse, he let go of her hand and blew her a kiss. "See you later," he said, running back into the castle. Hermione waved a teeny wave and ran inside the greenhouse, unaware that Neville had seen the whole thing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What do you think? It is still a little short, but I think that is a pretty good cliffhanger! :evil: We get out early today, so expect another post real soon! ~*~*~*Mesum*~*~*~ |
Gotta type fast- I got 15 minutes! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione stepped into the greenhouse. She noticed Ron and Harry sitting at the far back of the classroom. She took a seat at the very front by the door, hoping that they wouldn't see her and she could slip away to her next class. If she kept this up, she wouldn't encounter them till lunchtime. She carefully put down her bag and pulled on the scratchy gardening gloves. "Hey Hermione." Hermione turned to her side to see that Neville had taken the seat next to her. He was smiling. She smiled, too. "Hey, Neville," she said politely. Professor Sprout clapped her hands loudly. "EVERYONE TAKE A SEAT AND LOOK UP HERE!" she yelled. The entire class looked up at the front. Professor Sprout smiled. "Today, we will be studing about healing plants. Eventually, you will all be growing your own healing plant. You will feed it, water it, and give it sunlight. Your plants will live in the greenhouse, but at the end of the unit you will take it to your dormitorys. Madam Pomfry also warns that anyone who uses their healing plant on any student or teacher shall me punished. Now....Miss Granger. Will you please hand out one packet of seeds to each person?" Professor Sprout pointed to a numerous amount of pots at the front of the room. Hermione stood up and carefully picked up the tray of pots and handed them out. She sat down in her seat once more. When she sat down, she noticed a small folded piece of ripped parchment on her desk. She carefully opened it and frowned when she read what it contained. Hermione, Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me? -Neville Neville was so timid around girls, Hermione was startled to see that he had slipped her a note. How was she going to say no to him? It was going to hurt his feelings terribly, but she wasn't canceling her date with Joey. No matter what. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay pleez respond! |
Hey guys! Thanks for all the nice things you said about my fan fic! DALeader-I know that my fan fic is a little unaccurate, but I try my hardest. I need him to act this way for my plot to smooth along, though. Thanks for telling me this. Sometimes the suggestions are just as helpful and encoraging as the complliments. :) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione ran into the Great Hall. She had just made it out of the class without bumping into Ron or Harry. She looked at the Gryffindor Table. People were still coming in, so the table wasn't full yet. She spotted Ginny and sat on the bench next to her. "Hey Hermione," said Ginny as she bit into a sandwich. "Hi Ginny," Hermione greeted as she grabbed an apple. "How was class?" Ginny took a drink of pumpkin juice. "Fine," she said as she put her cup down. She giggled and leaned in closer to Hermione. "Guess what? Steve asked me out," she said, giggling. Hermione cocked her head. "Who's Steve?" she asked as she ladled some soup into a bowl. Ginny pointed over to the Hufflepuff table. A boy about Ginny's age was sitting, talking to his friends. He had dirty blonde hair and tanned skin. He turned around to look at Ginny. He had a small nose and gray-blue eyes. He smiled at Ginny. He had nice teeth. Ginny giggled and gave a little flirtatious wave. She turned back to Hermione. "He's a fifth year, like me, and he's soooooooo cute!" She sighed and bit into her sandwich. "By the way," she said with her mouth full. "Howz j....Jo....oh what's his name?" Hermione spooned some soup into her mouth. "Joey," she reminded Ginny. Ginny slapped her head. "Right! Joey! So howz he doing?" She took a long drink of pumpkin juice. Hermione picked a small triangle of sandwich off a tray. She giggled. "This morning, he escorted me to my first class." Ginny gasped. Hermione giggled. "And he gave me a rose." She pulled the red rose out of her bag. Ginny gasped even more. "A rose!" she squealed. She carefully touched the stem. "The thorns removed and everything! Wow, he must really like you!" Hermione smiled and put it in her bag. "But there's one thing wrong," she said quietly. She nibbled on a sandwich. Ginny frowned. "What?" Hermione sighed. "Neville gave me this note," she said as she handed the small piece of parchment to Ginny. Ginny frowned even more. "Hermione," Ginny said seriously. "I don't know what to say. It would have taken Neville a lot of courage to do this, but I understand how much you like Joey..." her voice faded. She handed the paper back to Hermione and sighed. "I'm sorry to say this," she said. "But the only way you are going to make this easiest for Neville is to ask Ron and Harry." Hermione sighed. "What do I say? I can't say what I'm really doing cause then they will know about Joey..." Ginny cut her off. "Hermione, they are your best friends! The only person that you every REALLY liked was Krum, and they knew about that! They won't hurt you, but to be safe, don't tell them he's in Slytherin okay?" Hermione nodded. Ginny continued. "Okay. Tell Ron and Harry everything tonight in the Common Room. I'll be there so you don't tell them too much. I know what really ticks my brother off. They know how boys' brains work and they'll know what you should say to Neville as not to hurt his feelings." Ginny sighed and took a long drink of pumpkin juice. Hermione slurped her soup and said nothing. Whatever happened, this was not going to be easy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Really bad, I know, but please review and post pleez. P.S- I'm probably sounding really stupid asking this but what does PAMS BUMP mean? |
Hey everyone! Sorry I didn't post! I was going to last night but I had to go to an orintation (spelling?) for the middle school I'm going to next year (I'm in 6th grade). I have to go soon, but I'll write what I can. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ron folded his hands. Harry sighed. Hermione stared at the ground. Ginny looked at Hermione, and then back to Ron. It was that night in the common room, and Ginny had just told them everything that had happened. About the library and Joey and the rose and Neville's letter. Ron sighed. He stood up and was about to say something to Hermione, and from the look on his face, Hermione hypothosised that she didn't want to hear it, but Harry stood up and told Hermione, "Hermione, any way you do it, Neville is going to be hurt. Badly." Hermione lay back in the chair. "I know," she said in a teeny tiny voice. "But I really can't miss this date. I'm sorry." Ron jumped up, and this time, Harry didn't stop him. "Jeez Hermione!" he yelled. "Don't you care more about your friends than some cheap 7th year who happens to steal your heart with a rose?" Hermione jumped up, and from the look on her face, she was going to slug Ron, but she didn't. Instead she yelled, "HE ISN'T CHEAP! HE'S NICE AND HE'S IN RAVENCLAW AND HE'S VERY SMART! HE'S EXACTLY LIKE ME!" Hermione had lied AGAIN, but it was the only way to protect her date and still keep her friends. If they knew that Joey was in Slythern, boy would Ron lose it! "AND FURTHERMORE," Hermione continued. " THE ONLY CHEAP PERSON AROUND HERE IS YOU!" Hermione grabbed her bag and burst into tears, running up to the girls' dormitories. Ginny glared at her brother. "Now you've done it," she snapped. "Why did you have to go and hurt Hermione's feelings like that? That's really unlike you, Ron! I don't know what's going on inside your head!" Ginny was standing up now and almost screaming. Ron stood up and tried to comfort his sister. "Ginny..." he started. "No, Ron. Let me finish. She told me everything right after he asked her out! He was kind enough to remember her the next day, she likes him, he likes her, I think they were made for each other, and you, one of her best friends, is saying he's cheap and she doesn't care about her friends!" Ginny had strength and power in her voice. "Do you even know how hard this was for her to tell you this?" Ginny stopped to catch her breath. Ron said nothing. Ginny was losing her patience. "WELL, DO YOU?" she screamed. Ron sighed. "Well, no," he said. "But I....Neville is one of my friends, and when Hermione says no, he's going to be so hurt! Neville has been liking her since the first year, and when he finally asks her out, she already has a boyfriend!" Ron sat down and waited for Ginny's explosion. Harry chimed in. "It's true Ginny. Neville really likes her. The truth is, we told Neville to write her that note. After Krum left, Neville had a clear passageway. We told Neville to leave her a note, so she would like him. It's going to hurt him a lot." Ginny said nothing for a moment. "Well, what's she supposed to say? Accept and then cancel later? Or tell him yes and then never meet him for a cup of butterbeer? Or just let him find out?" "I already have." The three flipped around to see Neville standing in the doorway, a huge frown on his face and tears in his eyes. He shot upstairs. Ron and Harry fled after him, screaming his name. Ginny collasped in the chair. And to think that this all started with an invitation to Hogsmeade. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Please read and review! Bye! P.S.- What does bump pams mean? |
Hey everyone! I'm so sorry that I haven't been posting! I got hooked on a new video game this weekend. :whisle: I have to type fast for this one- I have five minutes! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That week seemed like a disaster for Hermione. Neville was avoiding her, Ron gave her nasty looks, and Harry just looked at her with sympathy. Ginny seemed like her only friend, and they often went to the library or did homework together. Once or twice Hermione invited Ginny to visit Hagrid with her, but it still didn't seem the same with out Ron and Harry, and Neville. Ginny had told Hermione how Neville had been very hurt that night in the Common Room. Hermione had tried to talk to him, but he would always just reply with a polite hello and then run off. She didn't feel like Neville was her friend anymore. To Hermione's dissapointment, Joey didn't visit as frequently as she had hoped. Of course, he still paid attention to her, and that Friday he suprised her with a small bottle of vanilla scented perfume. Of course, Hermone didn't wear perfume, but he gave it to her so sweetly and polietly, and besides, he was her boyfriend, or at least, her boyfriend-to-be. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That was a horrible stopping point, but I PROMISE that I'll be back this afternoon to pick up where I left off. See ya then! |
Hello! This will be another short post, but I'll write more soon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione sat in the Common Room that Friday night, homework spread around three tables and four chairs. There were dozens of books and papers, and a quill and an ink well. As she was finishing up her Herbology homework (describe and sketch your healing plant, plus six inches of parchment containing key tips for growing healing plants, consult page 346 for help) when Ron and Harry walked in. Hermione carefully rolled up her parchment and stuffed it in her bag. Then she began to add some food to her healing plant (the ultimate cure for all rashes and itches), which was currently moaning. The two boys sat down in the only vacant chairs and looked at the other, trying to convince them to make the first move. Hermione pretended not to notice and doused her plant in water, in which it giggled and stopped moaning. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arg....gotta go now. |
I'm so sorry that I haven't been posting! I'm betting that you all want to ambush me! :adminchase: I'll post now though! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ron stood up and walked to the couch behind Hermione. He picked up a huge stack of papers and set them on the floor. He sat down and began to speak, which in Hermione's opinion was a speech he had been working on for at least a few days now. "Hermione, I'm so sorry about how I acted the other day. It's not me, really. I should respect the people who you like and.... well I guess I was being pretty unfair to you and all. I'm assuming Ginny told you all about Neville, and I'm really sorry that he found out the way he did and I bet you are too." He paused for a breath and looked at Hermione. She was still working on collecting pink ooze from her plant's buds, which was to be made into a potion to cure all itches and rashes. Snape had reluctantly agreed to partner with Professor Sprout on healing plants. His job would be to teach the class how to make the healing potion from what the healing plant provided. Professor Sprout had given each student special instruction on what to collect from each plant in order to make the healing potion. In Hermione's case, the sap from the buds and some roots. She didn't speak for a long while, but eventually she turned around and looked at Ron. "Ron, I'm really sorry about how I blew up. I just... I just thought that you would be more understanding about it." Hermione's lip quivered. Ron began to gather the papers and books strewn across the room into piles. After Hermione's papers and books were in two neat piles, he turned to her and asked, "How come you didn't tell us earlier?" Hermione hesitated. Ron raised his eyebrows. Harry tapped his foot. "Well?" Ron said. Hermione burst into tears. "If I told you, you would never forgive me!" she said. She snatched her bag and ran up to her dormitory. Ron collapsed into his chair. Harry sighed. "Well that worked well," Harry grumbled. "What worked well?" Harry and Ron jumped up and flipped around, only to see Ginny standing in curiosity. Ron gave a huge sigh of relief. "Oh Ginny," he said with relief. "It's only you." Ginny tapped her foot. "Only me, eh?" she said. She walked over to a chair and glanced at one of the papers atop one of the piles. "This is Hermione's stuff, you guys," she said as if they didn't know. "Yeah, we know," Ron said. "We had a little problem, when we were trying to apologize. Jeez, she seems really sensitive lately." Ginny shrugged. "It's because of Joey. Boys can really do a lot to you, you know?" She giggled and smiled. Ron groaned. "Great. First Krum, now Joey." He grabbed a handful of papers and shoved them at Ginny. "Take Hermione's stuff back up to her dorm, okay? I think a little homework will calm her down." Ginny nodded and grabbed a stack of papers. In the end, it took Ginny four trips to get all Hermione's stuff up to the girls' dormitory, and Ron and Harry just sat and watched her do it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
Hello! I have some time (finally) so I will write a really long post... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione had isolated herself in her four poster bed, curtains drawn till Ginny could coax her out by helping her prepare for her trip to Hogsmeade wtih Joey. The two girls sat on the floor, chatting about their upcoming dates. Hermione forgot all about her homework, and even The Brain, which was now acting as a dust collector under her bed. That morning, Hermione just couldn't compose herself. She was up at four in the morning, and couldn't go back to sleep. Eventually, she threw herself out of bed and decided to use this time to get some work done. She threw her fuzzy blue bathrobe over her long, white lacy nightgown, just like the girl in The Nutcracker wore. Then she headed down to the Common Room, arms full of books and papers. Hermione worked on her homework till almost eight. She was packing up when Ginny came downstairs in her mint green bathrobe, yawning. She had fuzzy green slippers on her feet, not bunny slippers like Ron. "Morning Hermione," said Ginny with a yawn. "I woke up about ten minutes ago, but I couldn't find you untill I heard the quill scratching down here." Hermione grabbed some books and followed Ginny into the dormitory. The two girls put on their robes and headed downstairs. "Hermione, the Great Hall is that way," Ginny said pointing in the opposite direction that Hermione was running. "I know!" called Hermione. "But I have to return some books in the library! I'll meet you there!" Ginny waved and ran toward the Great Hall. Hermione was waving back and she didnt' realized that Professor Snape was heading in the exact same direction... CRASH! Hermione lay in a heap on the floor, books askew, with Snape standing and looking at her with disgust. "Miss Granger, I presume that six years ago, you were told that running in the halls is not permitted at Hogwarts. I hope that from now on you will watch where you walk, and to pay attention. Ten points from Gryffindor." Snape stepped over Hermione and stepped onto her Herbology essay. Unfortunatly, he slipped and fell on the ground, Hermione's essay crumpled and torn. Several third year Hufflepuffs giggled at the sight. Snape flounced up. "TEN POINTS FROM HUFFLEPUFF!" Snape yelled. The two girls ran out of the hall. Snape turned to Hermione, red in the face. "TWENTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR, MISS GRANGER! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I MAKE IT FIFTY!" Hermione snatched her books and papers, including her ruined essay. She ran down the hall, tears leaking out of her eyes. She ran to the library, wiping her eyelids. She ran up to the front desk and stacked her books on the table. She headed toward the door. "Excuse me, Miss Granger," said the librarian. Hermione flipped around and stood at the front desk. "It appears to be that you still have one book out. The Brain or something. It would be in your best intrest to return it very soon." Hermione gasped. "Oh my goodness, I'm frightfully sorry. Does someone want this book?" The librarian smiled and simpily said that no one currently wanted this book, and if she was not done with it, she could keep it for a few more days. Hermione politly thanked her and rushed out of the library. After her date wtih Joey, she had to check The Brain. It had been a week, she wondered what would happen... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hope that'll keep you busy for a day or two! Bye! |
Hey. This will be a short post, but I'll type fast so I can make it longer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione rushed into the Great Hall, which was filling up slowly as people rose from the dormitories. Most people in the Great Hall were third years or above that had planned to go to Hogsmeade that day. She spotted Ginny eating an egg at the front of the table and rushed over to her. Hermione told Ginny all about her encounter with Snape. Ginny spat milk out of her nose. "I would pay money to see Professor Snape fall flat on his face," cried Ginny wiping her mouth. "If you had any, Weasley." Hermione whipped around and was not suprised to see Malfoy standing behind her. What she was suprised to see, is what she didnt' see. "Where's Crabbe and Goyle?" she asked tartly. Malfoy nodded his head toward the Slytherin table, where Hermione saw that Crabbe and Goyle pleasing their stomachs with all the food they could hold; Crabbe was stuffing pasties in his mouth while Goyle heaped biscuits onto his plate. Hermione turned back to Malfoy. "What do you want, Malfoy?" she asked with a twinge of suspicion in her voice. Malfoy just grinned and leaned closer into Hermione's ear. "Making sure that Joey's date doesn't hook up with some Gryffindor slimeball," he whispered. Hermione smacked him on his cheek. He jumped away. "Ouch, you filthy Mudblood!" he moaned as he flipped around. Ginny glared at him. "Get lost, Malfoy," she sneered. Malfoy smirked and plopped himself on the bench next to Hermione. "As if a little Weasley girl is going to boss me around," he sneered. He turned to Hermione. "So, Joey has told me all about you. Very sweet and kind girl." he cackled. "As if." Hermione slapped him on his thigh. "For the last time, Draco. GET LOST." Malfoy grinned. "Looks like the little bookworm is losing her temper," he cooed. Hermione jumped up to smack him, but he jumped out of the way and she ended up hitting the bench, instead. He chuckled as he walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More tomorrow- I promise!!!!!! |
Okay sorry I didn't post like I said I would, but I will now! A nice long post for patient waiters... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione sat up again and sighed. "He's such a...a...." "Jerk?" asked Ginny, spooning some yogurt into her mouth. Hermione shook her head. "There is no word that I have seen that could perfectly describe Malfoy," she said, stirring her oatmeal. "It'd have to be a mix between jerk, freak, git, and...probably ferret." Ginny giggled. --------------------------------- Hermione walked out of the Great Hall with Ginny. They looked up and saw Joey leaning against the wall. Ginny giggled. She leaned in to Hermione and whispered, "See you later." Ginny left Hermione standing there while Joey walked up to her and smoothed her hair. Hermione gently pulled away and said, "Ready?" Joey smiled. "Whenever you are," he said soothingly, gently taking Hermione's hand. His hand felt big and strong over Hermione's dainty little one, and just his touch sent blood rushing to Hermione's cheeks. Later, Hermione and Joey walked the roads of Hogsmeade. They had already visited Honeydukes and Zonkos, and Hermione had enjoyed both. As they walked along the road, they saw an old witch with a cart. She had at least 1000 white carnations in a large box, and with her wand she carefully changed each flower into the color of the customer's prefrence. Joey grabbed Hermione's hand and asked her, "What's your favorite color?" Hermione giggled. "Well...I like pale blue..." Joey didn't hestitate. "I'd like fifty carnations, all in pale blue," he said as casually as if he was ordering hamburgers. Hermione's eyes boggled out. "Fifty? Oh no...Joey...you don't..." Joey interrupted. "I know I don't have to, but I will," he said as the lady counted out 50 white carnations and changed them instently to pale blue with her wand. She tied them with a pale blue ribbon and handed them to Joey. "That'll be three galleons. It's a sickle a flower and one extra for the ribbon." "Thanks," he said handing her the gold pieces. He turned to Hermione and handed her the huge bouquet. Hermione flushed red as she accepted them. "Oh Joey..." Joey flashed his heart-melting smile. "No matter. Fancy some butterbeers?" Hermione sniffed the flowers deeply. They smelt like blueberries. "Sure," she said with a smile. Joey grabbed her arm and led her to the Three Broomsticks. The pair got themselves a nice table in the Three Broomsticks. They ordered large butterbeers and were chatting quietly while they drank. The time slipped away too quickly before they had to return to Hogwarts. Joey stood up and said, "We'd better be going." He ran over to Hermione and helped her out of her chair with a large hand. She picked up her flowers and they walked out of the Three Broomsticks to the awaiting carrages outside. When they arrived back at Hogwarts, Joey led her back to Gryffindor Tower. Outside the portrait of the Fat Lady, Joey pulled her aside. Hermione smiled. "Thanks for everything, Joey. The carnations and the butterbeers and those Chocolate Frogs at Honeydukes and..." Joey pressed a finger to her lips and leaned in and gently kissed her. It wasn't long, but it ment everything to Hermione. Joey broke the kiss, but Hermione grabbed him and they kissed again. This one wasn't long either, but Hermione enjoyed it more than anything. Joey pulled away and leaned into Hermione and whispered into her ear, "I'll see you soon." He kissed her gently on the cheek before he left Hermione alone. Hermione turned to the Fat Lady and said, "Flobberworm." The Fat Lady swong open, but before Hermione could crawl through, she heard a voice say, "So, HE'S this Joey guy." Hermione flipped around only to see Ron and Harry standing behind her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ gotta go! |
Hello! :hello: I guess I better give you all another long post for replying... Refreshers in blue Story in <span style='color:red'>Red ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <span style='color:blue'>Hermione turned to the Fat Lady and said, "Flobberworm." The Fat Lady swong open, but before Hermione could crawl through, she heard a voice say, "So, HE'S this Joey guy." Hermione flipped around only to see Ron and Harry standing behind her. Hermione smiled. "Hello Ron. Hi Harry," she said. "How was Fred and George's unveilment?"(Is that a word? If not, please provide the noun form of "unveil") Ron glared at her. "Hermione, was that...that PERSON Joey?" Hermione nodded. Harry cut in. "That....SLYTHERIN?" he said in disgust. Hermione put her hands on her hips. "Yeah, you got a problem with that?" she said with an edge in her voice. Ron sneered. "You're dating...a SLYTHERIN? Another Malfoy? Hermione, are you okay?" "I'm fine," Hermione snapped. "I'm not so sure about YOU, though." Harry tilted his head. "What do you mean?" he asked. "What I mean is that you guys are blowing up because I like someone!" Hermione was losing her temper. "Hermione, he's a Slytherin. He's a Malfoy. A stuck up, arrogant....." Ron paused, as if searching for the right word. Hermione tapped her foot. "You were saying?" "...GIT." Ron finished. That was the last straw for Hermione. "HE IS NOT A GIT! HE'S NOT A GIT! YOU ARE!" She yelled. And with that she turned on her heel and ran. She ran all the way to the girls' dormitory. She flung on her bed and began to sob into her pillow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay, maybe that post wasn't all that long, but I'll post later!</span></span>[/COLOR][/COLOR] |
Hello! I'm very bored so how 'bout another post for y'alls? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione opened her eyes. She had cried all evening. She had heard Ginny come in and try to comfort her, but Hermione had just cried even louder. Eventually, Ginny had given up. Hermione wiped her eyes. The small clock on her bedside read 4:03 A.M. Hermione hopped off the bed and grabbed The Brain. She sat cross-legged on her bed and cracked the spine. A huge Brain hopped out. "It's about time. I thought Neville had returned me," it snapped. "I'm sorry. I was so busy...wait, Neville?" Hermione was confused. Why was this brain thing talking about Neville? The Brain sighed. "Neville Longhead or something. He opened me. He nearly screamed his head off, but when he finally calmed down, he practicly handed his heart to me!" The Brain oozed green slime all over the book. Afraid that The Brain would drip slime over the bed, she snatched the book and plopped it on the floor. She sat on her bed and said, "What do you mean by that?" If the Brain had any eyes, he would have rolled them. "Uh...Missy, it's kind of OBVIOUS!" Now Hermione was even more confused. "Well...can you at least explain what you mean?" The Brain spat slime all over the floor. Hermione was now glad that she had slime on the floor instead of on her bedsheets. The Brain began to speak. "He wanted advice, missy. Advice on how to get you to like him!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I gotta go! More later! |
No one is posting... oh well... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione sighed. "Well, I sort of guessed that. He gave me an invitation to Hogsmeade and all... but I guess this really proves it." The Brain nodded (or rather, just moved up and down a little). "So, do YOU like him?" Hermione shook her head. "He's not a bad person or anything, but I'm already taken." The Brain nodded. "Okay, so over the past few weeks, I've been gathering information for your topic. Hermione nodded. The Brain suddenly jumped up and dozens of papers flew out of the book's open spine and landed in a neat pile. Hermione picked up the papers and thanked The Brain. "I'm going to keep you here a little longer in case I need some more information," Hermione informed him. The Brain nodded and dissolved into the paper once more. Hermione picked up the papers and began to read them. The Sorting Hat chooses the house that the student will be in according to the properties of each house. Only the brave belong in Gryffindor, only the hard working belong in Hufflepuff, only the cunning belong in Slytherin, and only the smartest belong in Ravenclaw. The Sorting Hat looks deep into the student's mind and sees the very uttermost property that makes up the student. Then, the Sorting Hat will... "Morning, 'Mione." said Ginny. Hermione turned to her right. Ginny was standing there, looking curiously at the stack of papers. "What are those papers for?" she asked. Hermione stuck the papers in her bag. "Oh, just some stuff for Herbology," Hermione lied. She really was getting in a habit of lying these days. Ginny nodded and she walked toward Hermione's bed. She stepped in the green slime, which hadn't disappeared with The Brain. "Eww...GROSS!" Ginny squealed, grabbing her wand. She cleaned the slime up with a spell. She turned to Hermione, "What IS that stuff?" "Potion gone horribly wrong," she said without missing a beat. She grabbed Ginny's sleeve. "Let's go to breakfast," she suggested, before Ginny could ask her anything. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How is that? I have a dentist appointment later, but I'll try to post this evening. Bye! :sorcerer: *~*~Mesum~*~* :sorcerer: P.S- Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
Thanks everyone! All your compliments mean so much to me. :flowersmile: There's a flower for all your nice words. Here's another post... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione ran to the Great Hall with Ginny in tow. She saw Ron and Harry sitting at the very front of the table. She knew that they were mad at her, but she decided that it wouldn't hurt to try and pretend as if nothing happened. Bravely, she marched up to the front of the table with Ginny behind her. "Hello Harry, Ron," Hermione greeted as she flung her legs over the bench. She helped herself to a piece of toast. As she spread a modest amount of strawberry jam on it, she looked up at Harry and Ron. Harry was slicing bacon into tiny pieces. Ron was sipping pumpkin juice. Ginny peeled a banana and said nothing. Hermione nibbled on her toast. No one spoke. After Hermione had finished her toast, she stood up and left. After she was out of sight, Ginny snapped, "You guys just overreact too much!" Ron looked up from his pumpkin juice. "Ginny, listen..." he started. Ginny cut in. "No, YOU listen! Do you ever think about Hermione's feelings? Seriously, Ron. You just don't like Joey because he's in Slytherin. Well, if you weren't so IMMATURE, you could tell that not all the Slytherins are Death Eaters! Don't you understand me?" Ron said nothing. Harry stared at Ginny. Ginny stared at Ron. "Can't you see what you are doing to Hermione? You are slowly poisoning her!" Ron still said nothing. Harry said in a soft quiet voice such unlike his own, "Ginny, I thought...I mean...I didn't know that we..." Ron stopped him. "Come on, Harry," he grumbled grabbing Harry's sleeve. "We've had enough." The two boys left the Great Hall. Ginny sighed. She didn't understand the miscommunication between the three best friends. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I want to write more, but it's after nine and I have some books that I want to read. I'll try to post tomorrow, but if I don't, don't expect one Friday cause I won't be home the greater portion of the day. See ya! :sorcerer: ~*~*Mesum*~*~ :sorcerer: P.S- Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
The_Revenge_of_the_Nerds- "In tow" means pulling someone along. Hello! I'm going to squeeze in a short post. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That evening, Hermione sat in the Common Room, reading all the papers from The Brain. The Brain had provided a page complete on each house. She was reading the one on Ravenclaw, when she saw a note jotted in green ink at the bottom of the page. It wasn't in the type form that the rest was in, it was more like someone had jotted it down. It read- Current password to Dumbledore's Office- Pumpkin Pasties. Hermione stared at it. She wondered what she would do with it. Suddenly, it hit her like a lightning bolt. The Sorting Hat was always kept in Dumbledore's office. Hermione suddenly began to feel afraid. Was she allowed to go into Dumbledore's office? Under the circumstances, most likely no. She had to talk to the Sorting Hat, but she really didn't want to break the rules. Well, there was one person that would know enough about Dumbledore's office that would be able to get her in. Harry. Hermione collapsed into her chair. She was not on speaking terms with Ron OR Harry. She wished that she could just make up with them, she hated not having any friends. She had to talk with Ron and Harry. Just then, as if fate had been eavesdropping her mind, Ron and Harry walked into the Common Room. As they headed up the stairs, Hermione stood up and said, "Wait, guys." The pair stopped in their tracks. They faced Hermione, who was staring at her toes. Ron answered, "Yes, Hermione?" Hermione just stared at them, and stared and stared, and stared.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More later today! Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
Hello! Thanks to devils_work for help with the colors... Refreshers in blue Story in red ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione collapsed into her chair. She was not on speaking terms with Ron OR Harry. She wished that she could just make up with them, she hated not having any friends. She had to talk with Ron and Harry. Just then, as if fate had been eavesdropping her mind, Ron and Harry walked into the Common Room. As they headed up the stairs, Hermione stood up and said, "Wait, guys." The pair stopped in their tracks. They faced Hermione, who was staring at her toes. Ron answered, "Yes, Hermione?" Hermione just stared at them, and stared and stared, and stared.... Harry was about to say something, but Hermione cut him off with a loud wail, "I just don't understand!" Hermione was on the verge of tears. Ron ignored Hermione's teary-eyed look and said, "What don't we understand?" "I just... how come you can't understand that I like someone? You guys acted this way with Krum, too! Why can't you just accept that I can have crushes and boyfriends too? Why can't you?" Hermione's lip was quivering. Ron still didn't look compassionate enough, but Harry understood Hermione's feelings. "Hermione, it's because... well, we don't like to see you dating Slytherins!" "Why? Because of encounters with ONE Slytherin, you don't let me date ANY of them? Even one who understands exactly how I feel?" A small tear leaked out of Hermione's eye. Ron began to soften up a little bit, but he hadn't done laps in the water yet. He was just wading. "Hermione, I don't understand exactly how you could share feelings with a Slyth..." "THAT'S THE THING! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME AND YOU JUST DON'T CARE ENOUGH TO LET ME EXPLAIN IT TO YOU!" Hermione's tears were beginning to duplicate. "WELL MAYBE IF YOU WERN'T SUCH A KNOW-IT-ALL AND EXPLAIN IT IN THAT KNOW-IT-ALL WAY THEN WE WOULD!" It looked like Ron thought the water was too cold and was coming out. Unfortunately, it looked like every insult Ron hurled at her hit her heart. Hermione's duplicating tears became large, wet, choked sobs. The sob instantly turned into an ocean of tears. Hermione had finally fallen apart at the seams. Harry and Ron stood in shock as they saw Hermione kneel on the ground, sobbing in tears and gasping for air. She choked out a few words- "Har-ry, Ro-n... pl-ease... for...forgive... m-" Hermione never finished her words. She collapsed on the ground. "HERMIONE!" cried Harry, running down the stairs. Ron ran after him. Harry just stood there, holding her hand. Ron smacked his head that would have sent it spinning. "DON'T JUST STAND THERE YOU FOOL! GET HER TO THE HOSPITAL WING!" Ron screamed as Harry picked her up. The two boys ran out of the room, running to the Hospital Wing at top speed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
Hello! I've got a long post for you, to make up for the days I haven't posted. DISCLAIMER- I do not own any of these charcacters, they belong strictly to JK Rowling. :sad: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione opened her eyes. She realized that she was in the Hospital Wing, in one of the metal beds with clean white sheets in the corner of the room. There was a vase with daisies in it at the foot of her bed. She couldn't remember anything from the night before, except that she had been crying so hard that she could hardly breathe, and then the whole world turned black. Hermione sat up as Madame Pomfrey walked in to check on Hermione and the other patients that were sitting in the room. "Hermione! Thank goodness you are up! Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter brought you in just as soon as I was heading off to bed. You seemed to have fainted, though I'm still not exactly sure what you have..." Madame Pomfrey raised her wand and called, "Accio medicine tray!" A large tray of medicine swooshed out of nowhere and hovered in midair as table legs sprouted out of the bottom of the tray and made an odd looking table on the ground. Madame Pomfrey fussed with them for a moment before snatching a green glass bottle of medicine. "Aha!" she said in triumph as she poured greenish-brown liquid into a glass. She handed it to Hermione. "Drink up," she ordered. Hermione drank the medicine, which tasted a lot like turkey broth. Madame Pomfrey took the glass and tapped the side of the medicine tray. The legs began to walk, and they followed Madame Pomfrey. "Mr. Duncan will be in soon." Madame Pomfrey said with one glance at the clipboard at the foot of Hermione's bed. Hermione cocked her head. "Who?" she asked in curiosity. Madame Pomfrey shrugged. "Mr. Duncan. I think his name's John, Jimmy..." "You mean Joey?" asked Hermione excitedly. "Yes, that's the one." Said Madame Pomfrey with a smile. "He'll be in around lunch hour. Hermione lay back in the pillows. At least there was something to look forward to... ------------------------ Around noontime, Madame Pomfrey walked in with Joey. "She's right there, Mr. Duncan." Hermione was reading a thick book, and taking notes on it; Harry and Ron had come in earlier and apologized, along with the assignments that they had gotten that morning and a large box of Chocolate Frogs. Hermione looked up. "Hello Joey," she said as she closed her book and stacked her papers neatly. Joey walked over and handed her a huge bouquet of flowers. "Hello Hermione," he said with a gentle kiss on the top of her head. "These are for you." Hermione sniffed them and gave them to Madame Pomfrey who put them in a large vase and set them on her bedside table. "Thank you, Joey," she said quietly. He knelt down and took her hand. "How are you feeling," he asked. "Better, but Madame Pomfrey insists that I stay another day. Harry and Ron are bringing me my assignments so I don't fall behind," said Hermione. Joey leaned in and kissed Hermione gently on the forehead. "I've always loved that about you," he said soothingly. Hermione giggled and gave him a small peck on the cheek. They spent the next hour talking. Joey pampered Hermione with soft kisses and hugs, and Hermione loved it. When Madame Pomfrey insisted that Joey head to his next class, Joey leaned in for a last kiss. This one was longer, but not very passionate. He promised to visit again that evening, after Ron and Harry. After he left, Hermione couldn't help think how lucky she was to have such a great boyfriend. -------------------------------- Hermione recovered from what Madame Pomfrey called 'a sudden attack' and was let out the next morning. She met up with Harry and Ron at the Gryffindor table and gave them the rest of the Chocolate Frogs that she didn't eat (which was most of them). When she turned to the Slytherin table, she saw Joey grinning at her. He pointed to the exit to the Great Hall and left. Hermione stood up and left also. When she walked into the corridor, she saw Joey leaned up against the wall. She ran over to him and threw her arms out for a hug. He opened his arms and they hugged briefly. Joey grinned and said, "I missed you Hermy." Hermione grinned. "I've missed you too, though it hasn't even been twelve hours since I saw you last." Joey grabbed Hermione around the waist and kissed her. "I can't seem to bear even a second not with you," he said soothingly. Hermione smiled and said sincerely, "I have to get to class now. I have some papers I want to give to my Professors." Joey cracked a smile. "Okay. See you later then," he said heading back into the Great Hall. Hermione waved and ran toward her next class. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That should keep you busy until I post next (which will hopefully be soon). Remember, three posts please! Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
Hello! :hello: Here's an update, like I promised. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Did you get it?" "Not yet." "Are you trying?" "Yes, my Lord." "Well then how come it is not in my possession?" "My Lord, there are many battles I have to fight for it, and..." "I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVE TO KILL HER TO DO IT! JUST DO WHAT I TELL YOU..." Hermione woke up with a start. Her head was throbbing, and beads of sweat trickled down the back of her neck. She needed something, something to soothe her. As she stood up and feebly threw on her bathrobe and slippers, she thought about the dream. She didn't see anything, but she could hear voices. One loud, harsh, and piercing, another, soft, sweet, and strangely familiar. She couldn't work it out, and she knew better than to think she was up too late working on that Arthmacy assignment. In the end, she decided that she needed a cup of tea to soothe her mind. When she arrived in the kitchens, the house elfs were busy as ever. It was four in the morning, and the house elves were busy preparing breakfast. Hermione bit her lip, but she said nothing about hard manual labor. Instead, she asked Dobby (who had rushed up to her the moment she set foot in the room) for a small cup of mint tea with lemon.Immediately,a few house elves rushed up with a tray containing a pot of tea, a white china cup with blue patterning with a matching saucer, some sliced lemon, and a number of vanilla flavored biscuits. Hermione sat down and sipped her tea as she nibbled on a biscuit. She kept thinking about the dream. What did it mean? What did the cruel-sounding man want from the kind-sounding man? No matter how much tea she drank, she couldn't get the questions out of her head. She thanked the house elves for the tea (who bowed and merely said that it was their job) and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. --------------------- When she got back to her dormitory, it was almost five. She threw on her robes and made her bed. When she was done, Ginny woke up. "Morning 'Mione," said Ginny with a yawn. She too put on her robes and they both went to the library. Hermione helped Ginny pick out a few books that would help her with Transfiguration (She still couldn't transform a hedgehog into a pin cushion), and then they headed off to breakfast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments and constructive criticism appreciated... |
Hello everyone! Today is a lazy day so I'll probably add a few long posts. Also, I'm planning on starting another fanfic (Lily and James). If I do, I'll still post on this one, and I hope that everyone here will read it. Tonks- The dreams DO seem a little cliche now, but it will make sense later... :shifty: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione and Ginny walked into the Great Hall. The tables weren't quite fully filled up yet, but there was a good number of people from each house. Harry and Ron had taken seats at the head of the table, and Ginny and Hermione went over to greet them. "Hello, Ron. Hello Harry." Ginny looked fondly at Harry, who was staring at Cho. "Hello, Ginny," replied Harry, eyes fixed on the Ravenclaw. "Hmello Gfigmmy," said Ron, his mouth full of bacon and toast. Hermione sat down and took a helping of eggs, a few pieces of bacon, and a slice of toast. Harry lifted his spoon out of his porridge and took a bite, still staring at Cho. Ginny looked annoyed. Ron kept shoving more then his share of bacon into his mouth. The table was very quiet. Hermione leaned into Ginny. "Do you like Harry?" she asked. Ginny looked VERY annoyed. "If only he could get his eyes off that little Ravenclaw, WHAT does he see in her, anyway?" Hermione was not sure if this was directed to her, or a thought of Ginny's accidently spoken out loud. Hermione said nothing and returned to her eggs. Ginny was now stabbing some fruit with her fork as if she was trying to kill it. The rest of the day droned on. Hermione looked around for Joey, but she didn't see him all day. She began to worry a bit so she spent the afternoon classes daydreaming a little bit, which annoyed Snape (double potions that day). "Miss Granger, please get your head out of the clouds and finish slicing your aparmus root," Snape sneered. Hermione jerked back to attention and began slicing the thick root. Hermione's last class was Herbology, which (to Hermione's relief) was held with the Slytherins. She would finally be able to see Joey. Professor Sprout looked especially annoyed today. "GREENHOUSE NUMBER FOUR EVERYONE!" she yelled. The Gryfindors and the Slytherins filed into the Greenhouse with the large gold number four sparkling above the door. Everyone stood around a large, glass table in the middle of the greenhouse. A potted plant was in front of every student. Hermione was pleased, though not surprised to see that hers was the greenest, tallest, and most healthy looking of the lot. Ron's medicine plant looked rather droopy and brown, and so did Ron. Professor Sprout tapped the huge pot in front of her with her wand. "GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!" she bellowed. "Good morning, Professor Sprout," echoed the class in a dull tone. "TODAY, WE WILL BE CARING FOR YOUR MEDICINE PLANTS AND REPOTTING THEM!" She was yelling at the top of her lungs. "I WILL PROVIDE SPECIAL ONE-ON-ONE HELP FOR EACH OF YOU. WHILE I DO THIS, PLEASE TURN TO THE PAGE IN WHICH YOUR MEDICINE PLANT IS FEATURED AND READ THE SECTION ON REPOTTING IT. AFTER I VISIT YOU, YOU MAY REPOT YOUR PLANTS. IF YOU FINISH READING BEFORE I GET TO YOU, PLEASE COLLECT THE INGREDIENTS THAT YOU WILL NEED TO MAKE YOUR HEALING POTION FROM YOUR PLANTS. IS THIS CLEAR?" "Yes, Professor Sprout," the class grumbled in a monotone. "Good," said Professor Sprout, turning to the first pot next to her. "Hmm, very good Miss Brown. Your plant seems to be a little overgrown and covered in bugs, but for that I have a special spray..." Hermione flipped her book to the section about her medicine plant. As she read, she looked around for Joey. He was nowhere to be seen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments and constructive critisicm appreciated. |
:hello: Hello! Yeah, you guys are right! (It IS pretty obvious, but Hermione is a little slow and she doesn't know that yet.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione finally decided to head to dinner after walking around the school, looking for Joey. She felt worried and scared. What if something had happened to him. She decided to stop at Gryffindor Tower to get a book to read at dinner when she saw a outline of someone standing near the portrait... "JOEY!" Hermione squealed, running into his open arms. "I missed you all day, where were you?" Joey kissed Hermione on the top of her head and said, "It doesn't matter, just as long as we're together now." Hermione sighed as he held her tighter. "Joey, I..." Joey pressed a finger to her lips and leaned in and kissed her. Hermione felt her knees give way. Joey pulled her back up and kissed her again. Hermione wanted it never to end. She wrapped her arms around him and moved closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her hips and brought the kiss to her neck. Hermione pulled away. Joey must have looked hurt, because Hermione said polietly, "Let's go for a walk." ------------------------------ The pair went outside and took a walk around the school grounds. The sun was crawling lower and lower into the sky, but still was in good height. Hagrid was outside his house, cleaning up after his lesson with the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. Joey looked at him. "That's Hagrid, right? He's a pretty good teacher, though he has some... conections with dangerous animals. He's better than that Grubby Plank lady though..." Hermione smiled. "Yeah, he's a really good friend of mine, actually. You want to go meet him?" Joey grinned and let Hermione pull him across the lawn. "Hagrid! Hagrid!" she called. Hagrid turned around. He was now collecting wood from a huge stack by his house. "Why, 'Ello Hermione!" Hagrid greeted with a huge hug. "Are you Hermione's friend?" he asked Joey. Joey smiled. "Yes, I'm a good friend of Hermione's." He shook hands with Hagrid. "Joey. Joey Duncan." Hagrid smiled. "Any friend of Hermione's is a friend of mine," he said picking up some wood. "Why don't you come on in? 'Arry and Ron are in already..." Hagrid went into his house, Joey and Hermione following. Harry and Ron were chatting by the fire, trading Chocolate Frog cards. Fang was curled up by Hagrid's huge bed. Harry and Ron looked up and saw Hermione and Joey standing in the doorway. Hagrid cleared his throat. "'Arry, Ron... Hermione is here with her friend, Joey." Hagrid began to feed the fire with a few logs and put the rest in his woodbox. Then he began to chop some vegetables. Harry stood up and offered his hand to Joey. "I'm Harry. This is Ron," Harry said shaking Joey's hand. "I'm Joey, a friend of Hermione's," said Joey kindly. Hermione sat down on a chair. Joey sat on the armrest of Hermione's chair. Ron raised his eyebrows, but Hermione gave him a stern look. Ron pulled some Chocolate Frogs from a box. He tossed one to Joey and one to Hermione. Joey ate his frog quiety. Hermione nibbled on hers. Joey tossed his card over to Ron. "I don't collect these. After I got Dumbledore on the first ten I got, I gave up with them." Joey said, biting off a leg on his frog. Hermione tossed her's over too. She didn't have to explain, she never collected Chocolate Frog cards. Harry and Ron began to trade. Hagrid was dropping vegetables and some tough looking meat into a large black cauldren. Hermione stood up as she finished her frog. Joey stood up as well. "Bye, Hagrid," Hermione called as she walked out the door, Joey following. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
I lost this post yesterday, so here it is. P.S- You know who the two men are, but what are they trying to get and from whom? Just a little question for you to ponder... :shifty: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione and Joey had sprawled out on the grass by the lake. It was getting later and dinner would start soon, but the two of them decided to rest by the lake. Hermione sat cross-legged while Joey lay on his side. Hermione turned to him and asked, "So where were you today?" Joey said nothing. After awhile, he said in a soft voice, "Around." Hermione began to grow suspicious. "Joey, tell me the truth." Joey sighed. "I was getting something." Hermione raised her eyebrows. "And what might that be?" Joey chuckled. "You're so nosy," he said in an affectionate way, leaning in to kiss Hermione. Hermione pulled away. "Joey, PLEASE," Hermione grumbled in an annoyed tone. Joey was taken aback, but he stood up and said, "C'mon, lets go to dinner." Hermione stood up and walked with Joey to the Great Hall. He tried to take her hand, but Hermione just put her hand in the pocket of her robes. Joey finally got the message and walked a little faster. Hermione knew that she hurt him, but she didn't really feel like talking with him anymore. Why couldn't he just tell her where he had been? She found a empty spot at the Gryffindor table. She helped herself to some chicken, pasta, and vegetables. She ate quietly. After awhile, Ginny came over with a plate and sat down next to Hermione. "Hey, Hermy," Ginny greeted, taking a bite of chicken. "Have you seen Harry and Ron?" "Hagrid's," said Hermione in a low tone. Ginny looked at Hermione. "Is something wrong?" Hermione turned to Ginny. "Joey won't tell me where he was today," she said, sipping some water. Ginny shrugged and took a bite of beans. "Boys are so secretive sometimes, he's probably planning something for you?" "And miss a whole day of school?" Hermione said doubtfully, cutting her chicken. Ginny shrugged again. "Don't take it personally, Hermione." Ginny took a sip of pumpkin juice, looking around. Hermione sighed and took a small bite of her dinner. ---------------------------- Joey, wait... " Hermione had talked to Ginny through dinner about Joey. Ginny said to make up, since she claimed boys were so secretive it wasn't abnormal. Joey turned around. He looked pretty hurt, but he still seemed warm to Hermione. "Hey, Hermione," he said. Hermione pulled him out of the doorway of the Great Hall, through the entrance hall, and to a small corridor away from the throng of people making their way to their dormitories. Joey stood there in shock as Hermione looked at her feet and began to sob. "Joey, I'm so sorry!" Hermione wailed. Joey grabbed Hermione by the shoulders and bent down so they were at eye level, though Hermione kept staring at the ground. "Hermione, sorry about what?" Joey asked in a concerned tone. Hermione sobbed louder. "Joey, I'm so sorry that I wouldn't let you kiss me or hold my hand. I was just... I was just upset because you didn't tell me where you had been today, and I was really worried." Hermione's sobs became tears. Joey looked like those tears were melting his heart. He let go of Hermione's shoulders, and put his hands on her hips. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Hermione suddenly forgot about her sadness. She lifted her head and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Finally, Joey broke the kiss, leaned in and whispered in Hermione's ear, "Don't worry, Hermione. I'll take care of myself." Hermione giggled. She leaned against the wall as Joey kissed her cheek. Then he kissed her neck, then her cheek again, and finally he moved the kiss to her lips. When he let go, he asked Hermione, "Did I make it all better now?" Hermione nodded and with a final kiss, Joey disappeared down the hall. As Hermione walked the opposite way, she heard a voice behind her. "Getting a kick out of that Slytherin, are you?" Hermione didn't need to turn her head to know who it was. Ron and Harry stood behind her, with grim looks on their faces. ------------------------------------------- Hermione turned around and smiled politely at the two boys. She smiled and said, "I was kissing him, if that's what you mean." "Guess that makes you boyfriend and girlfriend, huh?" Ron spat. "Glad you finally realized." "Thank you." Hermione turned, but Harry spoke up. "Why WERE you kissing him Hermy? I mean, I thought you liked Krum." "He fell in love with a girl watching his Quidditch practice," Hermione grumbled. "I caught them making out in a broom closet." Ron snickered. "And YES, I was enjoying my time with him, if that's what you mean," Hermione said. "He's a great kisser, and a great person too." "And a great Slytherin git," grumbled Ron under his breath. "I HEARD THAT!" Hermione yelled. She ran down the hall, face cupped in her hands. To her surprise, she heard Harry running after her. "Hermione, stop," called Harry. Hermione stopped in the middle of the hall. Harry caught up with her. "Hermione, Ron didn't mean those things he said," said Harry, panting and out of breath. "He's just upset." Hermione looked at him doubtfully. "Okay, well maybe he does mean them, but I guess you could... I mean... I'm not going to stop being your friend because of a person you like," concluded Harry. Hermione smiled and hugged him. "Thanks Harry." Harry patted her back, and when Hermione lifted her arms, he looked rather happy. "Harry," she said. "I have something to ask you." Harry nodded. "How do you get into Professor Dumbledore's office without getting in trouble?" "Well, you get the password first..." "I have the password." Harry looked surprised. "Well, then you go in I guess." "But, wouldn't I get in trouble?" "You just need a pretty good excuse where you got the password." Hermione looked at him with a 'I got the password from somewhere I wasn't supposed to and you know it' look. Harry nodded. "Then you need my Invisibility Cloak." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments and constructive criticism appreciated. |
Addie, you say one more word... AND THE CHOCOLATE BARS WILL ATTACK! :bittenchoco: :bittenchoco: :bittenchoco: :bittenchoco: :bittenchoco: :bittenchoco: Ha ha :lol: Back to my story... :sorcerer: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione had no tendency of breaking rules, nor did she like to, but she was so desperate to find out why she wasn't in Ravenclaw that she would do almost anything. She had stayed up rather late with Harry doing homework and talking about their plan. Ron had taken one look at them and stormed up the stairs. Hermione knew Ron's feelings were hurt, but she decided to let him cool down a little. Harry and Hermione's plan was stout and certin after a few talks in the common room and a few chats in the hallways. During dinnertime the very next day, Hermione would hide under the invisiblitly cloak and sneak to Professor Dumbledore's office. She would ask the Sorting Hat about her problem and sneak out before Professor Dumbledore returned from his meal. Harry was postitive the plan would work, but Hermione just wanted to find the answer to her problem. To Hermione's great relief, Harry didn't flip out when she told him about her problems. Hermione couldn't even remember why she thought he would, it wasn't like Harry at all. Harry even said that he asked the Sorting Hat about being in Slytherin, so he expressed his empathy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Short post, I know, but I'll write more tomorrow. Bye! |
Hello! Here's another post... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione grudged through a day of classes before the night when she would find the answer to her problem. Harry had planned the outing on the perfect night: Halloween. After the last class of the day (double Herbology with the Hufflepuffs) Harry and Hermione headed off to dinner. They arrived in the Great Hall when everyone began to trickle in and sit down at the four long tables. Dumbledore stood at the staff table, watching the students sit with their friends. After everyone had settled in, Professor McGonagal tapped her glass. "Your attention, please." Her voice rung through the hall and all eyes looked at Dumbledore. "Let the feast, begin!" Dumbledore announced. Right on que, the plates filled with food. Apples, sugar mountains topped with gumdrops, roast beef, potatoes, and everything else that Hogwarts served on Halloween. Hermione helped herself to a small amount of food, and ate before tiptoeing out of the Great Hall. Hermione and Harry had decided that the invisibility cloak was in no need except if Filch or someone else saw Hermione go into the Headmaster's office, which would look very suspicious saying that it was obvious that Dumbledore was at dinner. Hermione walked through the hall, and found herself at the huge statue in front of Dumbledore's office. "Pumpkin pastie," she said. The statue did not budge. Hermione was shocked. Had this been a trick from the Brain? "Uhh... well, Harry always said that Dumbledore liked to name his passwords after candy..." Hermione thought out loud. "Indeed I do." Hermione screamed, looking around to see none other than Professor Dumbledore himself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CLIFFHANGER! :evil: So anyway, I need your opinion on how to end this story. All in favor of ending this story short (two or three more normal posts) and simply, say cheese. All in favor of ending this story after many intricate posts, say crackers. Cheese or crackers? |
No one reading? :bye: No one reading my other story? :bye: So sad... :sad: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If Hermione's jaw hadn't been fastened onto her face, it would have dropped to the floor. Caught red-handed BY PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE HIMSELF! She could have fainted. "P-professor D-dumbledore!" Hermione stuttered. "I d-didn't s-see you there!" Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Into my office, Miss Granger," he said calmly. Hermione froze up. "Fizzing whizbee," Dumbledore said. The statue sprang to life and Dumbledore hopped on the moving stairs. Hermione followed suit. When the two had arrived in Dumbledore's office, Fawkes cawed (do phenoxes chirp, or caw, or..). "Fawkes," said Dumbledore. "I'm just back for something I forgot for Minerva." Fawkes chirped and closed her eyes. Dumbledore sat down at his desk and looked at Hermione with a bit of amusement in his eyes. "Please, Miss Granger. Take a seat!" A chair flew up behind Hermione, who reluctantlysat down. Dumbledore smiled. "Miss Granger, you aren't in trouble. I'd just like to know why you were trying to get into my office?" Hermione's eyes were glossy. "I-I just wanted to know... why... because..." Dumbledore just sat patiently. "I just wanted to know why I was put in Gryffindor and not Ravenclaw. I thought the Sorting Hat..." Dumbledore had a look of understanding on his face. "Ahh... so THAT'S why you're here!" He flicked his wand and the Sorting Hat plopped down on the table. "Perhaps," started Dumbledore. "The Sorting Hat will tell you." The Sorting Hat spoke up. "It's Granger, eh? I remember you. You were very clever, oh yes. I remember that you would have done well in Ravenclaw." The Sorting Hat was whisked back on the shelf by Dumbledore, who stood up and said, "I remember now. The Sorting Hat told me about Mr. Harry Potter, and then he mentioned you. I remember why he did it Miss Granger." Hermione nodded. "Why was that, Professor?" Dumbledore smiled. "There was a part of your heart, that was caring, loving, and brave. You were willing to use the cleverness in your heart to act up and be brave. It was the biggest part of your cleverness, and the Sorting Hat saw this and instead of putting you in the house where all is clever and wise, put you in the house where you fit in best." He went up to Hermione and said, "Never doubt the Sorting Hat." He winked and Hermione smiled. She stood up and while Dumbledore went to his bookshelves, he turned around and called, "Oh Miss Granger!" Hermione turned around. "Where, may I ask, did you get my the password to my office that I changed only yesterday?" "Uh... a book Professor." "Which book, Miss Granger?" "A book from the library. The Brain. Everything you wanted to know about everything." Dumbledore looked worried, and he ran over to Hermione. "Hermione, that Brain is a tricky one. I still regret passing it into our library, for that book only wants to get you in trouble, Miss Granger." Hermione nodded and went back to the feast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have to post in my other story, but I'll post on this soon. Please read? |
Arg. I typed this up and sent it, but it didn't get sent! I thought itwas sent and i came back and I was like :kill_computer: So ne way... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Did you get it?" "I tried, but the stupid portrait wouldn't let me in. She saw my badge, I think." "Well, then take off your badge and try again!" "I did my Lord, but she reconized me and threatened to tell Dumbledore if I came back." "Well put on a wig then!" "Umm... my Lord, I don't think..." "IF I SAY YOU PUT ON A WIG THEN YOU PUT ON A WIG! UNDERSTOOD?" Hermione woke up covered in sweat. She was shaking like a leaf. Wigs? What was she thinking? Hermione walked over to the window to get a drink of water from the pitcher below it. As she drank, she noticed a student walking across the lawn. Still drinking, she peered a little closer and choked when she realized what she saw. THE PERSON WAS CARRYING A RED WIG! "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Hermione screamed. The entire girls' dormitory woke up and ran over to Hermione, who had crawled underneath her covers and was quaking and whimpering. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gotta run! Comments and constructive criticism appreciated! |
HPfan9- Yea, you guessed it! It is pretty obvious I guess... Pleez read my other story! Link in my sig ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hermy? Hermy? Hermy? You okay?" Ginny stood over Hermione's bed, rubbing her back. "Are you okay?" Hermione poked her face out of the sheets. "I dreamed... I've been dreaming about these two voices, they were talking, and then this one man said to the other to put on a wig, and I woke up to get a drink of water, and someone was running across the lawn carrying a wig!" Hermione stuck her head back under the covers. Ginny rubbed her back. "It's okay, it was just a dream." Hermione poked her head out again. "You don't understand. I think that this may be going on right now! This person is trying to get something from another person! I just know it!" Ginny sighed. "It's okay. Nothing is happening. It's probably not a wig. It might be something else." Hermione sniffled. "I'm just really scared now..." Suddenly, the girls heard the Fat Lady scream. "GET OUT! I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME BACK!" Ginny looked up with surprise. "What was that?" The entire girls' dormitory headed outside to see what the noise was about. All except Hermione. Ginny looked over at Hermione. "Hermy! Don't you want to come to see what the Fat Lady wants?" Hermione was frozen stiff. "I know what happened. The person put the wig on and tried to get into our tower. I dreamt this just a few minutes ago." Ginny looked surprised. "Well, lets go find out." And with that, the two girls headed outside to find out if what Hermione said was true. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kinda a small cliffy, but it's pretty obvious what they're going to find. Comments and constructive... oh you know what I mean! |
Thank you, Gymchic321! A flower for you for posting :flowersmile: Okay, back to my story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione and Ginny walked downstairs, where they met up with some of the boys out in the corridor, looking at the Fat Lady. Ron looked pretty stupid standing there in his blue bunny slippers. Harry smiled when they crawled through the entrance hole. "Hermy, Ginny!" he greeted warmly. Ginny giggled and flipped her hair a little. "Hey, Harry," she said, walking over toward him. Harry smiled. "Did you guys hear her scream? Neville just went to get McGonagal so she can get Dumbledore, cause the Fat Lady won't talk to anyone else." Hermione felt her face go red. Would Joey get in trouble? Ginny flipped her hair a little more. "So... how did you sleep Harry?" Harry smiled. "Fine, until I heard a scream. Then I thought I was having a horrible nightmare." Ginny giggled and touched his arm. Harry didn't move it away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Short, I know, but I have to go now. Bye! |
Hello! Sorry that I didn't post! Homework is getting in the way of everything, and our social studies teacher is trying to get us ready for our standardized test coming up, so we have like 5 review packets! Arg. Well, here's a post! :sorcerer: ~*~*~MeSuM~*~*~ :sorcerer: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione giggled at the sight of Ginny and Harry. She was trying every so hard, and Harry was eating it up! What a show that made. She went over to look at the Fat Lady, who had an indignant look on her face. Ron looked up at her, acting rather quiet. Hermione went up to him. "Hi Ron," she said. Ron was still acting a little cold to her. "Hello, Hermione," said Ron. He could have been talking to a portrait. Hermione took a breath. "Ron, I'm really..." Ron cut her off. "I don't want to hear it, Hermione. We just make up, and then we fight again." Hermione bit her lip. "Well, try to get along with him. You don't have to like him, but I just want you to respect my love life. Okay?" Ron said nothing. Hermione looked at him with a "please do this I really want to be your friend" look. Ron finally said, "Okay." Hermione smiled. "Good." She gave him a friendly hug. Ron smiled and patted her on the back. When Hermione let go, she giggled and pointed over to Harry and Ginny. "They are really cute together, aren't they?" Ginny was now stroking Harry's arm. Harry was stroking her hair. Ron smiled. "Oy, would you look at that? My sister's hitting on my best friend, oh boy!" he smacked his head playfully. Hermione giggled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm going to Dover tomorrow, so don't expect a post! However, Sunday will probably come with a nice long post! TTYL! :hello: |
Hello! Here's a post as I promised... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Suddenly, the whole corridor became silent. Dumbledore and McGonagal were standing at the head of the corridor with Neville behind them. The Fat Lady let out a huge sigh. "Oh Dumbledore!" she called. "Thank goodness you're here! There is a Slytherin boy trying to get into Gryffindor Tower!" Dumbledore was silent. McGonagal spoke up. "Describe him," she said flatly. The Fat Lady sniffed. "Tall," she said. "Hazel colored hair, brown eyes." Dumbledore was still silent. Suddenly, he spoke up. "Everyone go back to bed. Everything is fine, we will find this person and speak with him. Good night." He walked out of the corridor, McGonagal following. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have to go, but there will be more later! |
The_Revenge_of_the_Nerds- No, this is during their 6th year, so Dumbledore wouldn't suspect. Also, the Fat Lady described the person as having light hazel colored hair and brown eyes, which doesn't include Sirius. devils_work-Ron's trying to keep his cool, I guess. :) All my readers- Thank you for posting! Flower for you! :flowersmile: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After they ("they" being McGonagall and Dumbledore) left, the Gryffindors formed a line for the portrait hole. Hermione watched as Ginny and Harry walked hand-in-hand to the end of the line. Ginny had her head leaning on Harry's shoulder and Harry was stroking her hand. Ron was with them, blabbering about the next Hogsmeade visit. Hermione was almost positive that he was egging his best friend to ask his sister out. For a person that was overprotective, it seemed that he was eager to hook up his sister with his best friend. Hermione decided that it would be best not to join them, and walked to the end of the line. "Psst, Hermione!" Hermione turned around and quietly snuck away from the line. She walked around a corner and saw Joey beckoning her into a small room. Hermione followed. When she came in, she saw Joey leaning on a desk, arms outstretched, as if waiting for a bear hug. Hermione ran into his arms. "Oh Joey! I was so worried!" Hermione said with a few tears in her eyes. Joey brushed them away. "Baby, don't cry. It breaks my heart to see tears falling down your face." Joey said looking deep into Hermione's eyes. Hermione smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. "I can fix that," she said, gently kissing him on the lips. Joey smiled as he leaned in an put in his two cents. Hermione felt as he moved his hands down to her waist and pulled her closer to him. Hermione gently broke the kiss and ran her hands down his arms. "Joey, why did you try to break into Gryffindor tower?" "To see you," said Joey promptly. Hermione pulled out of his grip. "I'm serious, Joey. I saw you running across the lawn carrying something." Joey grinned. "That something is a present for you," he said with a grin, pulling out a large package covered in red wrapping paper. Hermione carefully took the box and gently pulled off the wrapping paper and the ribbons. She pulled out a mess of tissue paper, and then a small box. She looked at him oddly. "All that paper for a small box," she said doubtfully. Joey grabbed her hips and pulled her into his lap. "Just open it," he said. Hermione smiled and opened the little box. Then, she gasped. There nestled in cotton was the prettiest ring she had ever seen. It had a thin gold band, with a ruby on it. On either side of the ruby was a small diamond. Hermione gasped. Joey smiled. "Do you like it?" Hermione was lost for words. "Joey! This must have cost you a fortune!" Joey leaned her back so she was draped across his legs. "I can't put a price tag on my love," he said leaning in for a kiss. Hermione returned the kiss, and when they stopped, she pulled the ring out of the box and slipped it on her finger. "Thank you, Joey," she said sincerely. "I love it." Joey smiled. "Now, for one last thing. Will you go to Hogsmeade with me? We haven't really been on a formal date yet..." Hermione smiled. "Of course, Joey. I can't say no." They kissed for a split second before they rushed back off to their dormitories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ R/R please! |
devils_work- Yea, they did, but that wasn't really formal in comparison of the date that i'm going to make them go on... :shifty: everyone else- Thx for replying! Flower 4 u! :flowersmile: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione was joyful the next few days. Classes seemed to skip by smoothly and easily. Her relationship with Ron and Harry was the best it had been recently. Every day she would wake up and see the ring on her finger. He really does love me, she would think. So the week passed by and before Hermione knew it she was ready for her date with Joey. With Ginny's help, she picked out a perfect outfit- a cream woolen pull-over sweater over a silky blue blouse paired with tight-fitting jeans and leather boots. She brushed her hair and even applied a little make-up (borrowed from Ginny.) "You look sooo good!" exclaimed Ginny as Hermione faced herself in the mirror before she left. "He's going to die when he sees you." Hermione tilted her head a little. "You really think so?" she asked, fluffing her hair. Ginny smiled. "I know so." She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was heading out as well with a date with Harry. She wore a cable-gray hooded sweatshirt and long brown pants with a pair of gray cowboy boots. Her hair was teased out, and she wore tiny silver earrings in her ears. "How do I look?" she asked. "Amazing," Hermione said honestly. The two girls grabbed their bags and walked into the Great Hall at exactly 9 o' clock AM. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Actually not supposed to be on, so R/R please! |
Hello! I'll post some more now... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Harry was waiting for Ginny in the Great Hall with Ron. When the two girls came down, their eyes boggled out. "Ginny!" exclaimed Ron. "I never thought a stupid little sister could look so good!" "Hands off, Ron," said Harry, still staring at Ginny. "She's mine." Ron laughed. "Mate, I don't have a go at my little sister!" He looked at Hermione. "Wow, Hermione..." he was lost for words. Hermione smiled. "Thanks, Ron. I better go meet Joey now..." Hermione walked around, looking for Joey. She still couldn't find him after looking for ten minutes. She only found him after the students had been moved into the entrance hall and seated in the awating carrages outside. Joey, out of breath and running down the corridor, found Hermione waiting at the door connecting the Great Hall and the entrance hall. She was not happy. "Joey, where were you!" she exclaimed. Joey was out of breath and clutched the stitch in his side. "Her-mione, I'm sor-ry... was just..." Joey gasped the words as he took breaths. "SORRY DOESN'T HELP!" Hermione yelled, losing her temper. "YOU ARE ALWAYS GONE SOMEWHERE, AND WHEN I ASK YOU WHERE YOU WERE YOU ALWAYS BRUSH IT OFF OR CHANGE THE SUBJECT!" "Hermione!" exclaimed Joey, who had taken all the breaths he needed. "I woke up late and I... " "I told you to be here at nine o' clock sharp!" Hermione hissed. "Well my alarm clock broke and..." "Very funny," Hermione snapped. "You were the one who tried to get into Gryffindor tower and I know it! And I want to know why!" "Hermione, I can't tell you that..." "Well I can't have a dishonest relationship!" Hermione walked about 10 yards away, but suddenly she stopped. She took off the ring and threw it at Joey's face. Then she ran out the door to the awaiting carrages outside, leaving a very sad Joey to pick up the ring and retire to Hogsmeade himself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ R/R! |
I've decided I'm going to wrap this story up after a few posts, so enjoy it while you can! If you want to read some more of my stories, read Thorns of a Rose, link in my sig. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione avoided Joey at Hogsmeade. Instead, she paraded the streets with Ron, buying jokes from Zonkos and sweets from Honeydukes. After their bags were stuffed with purchases, they headed to the Three Broomsticks for hot butterbeer. "So why aren't you on your date with Joey? Did he cancel or something?" Ron asked, sipping his butterbeer. Hermione picked at a crumpet. "I'd rather not talk about it Ron. Our relationship is pretty much over," she admitted. Ron looked interested. "Really?" he sipped his butterbeer. He took a deep breath. "Hermione..." "HEY GUYS!" Ron and Hermione greeted Ginny and Harry with warm welcomes. Ginny was carrying a small bag. Their cheeks were red from the cold. Harry went to buy him and Ginny butterbeers, leaving Ginny to whisper to Hermione about her date with Harry. "Oh, Hermione," breathed Ginny. "It was amazing! He took me to Zonkos, we didn't buy anything, but he tried on these glasses that made you look like a cat, it was so funny! And then we went to Honeydukes and he bought me all these candies! And then we went to the..." Ginny exploded in giggles. "...he took me to the wizarding jewelry store." The two girls exploded in squeals. Ginny showed Hermione the ring on her pointer finger. It had a emerald in the middle, with two small diamonds nestled beside it. It looked a lot like Hermione's old ring. "So where's Joey?" Ginny asked as Harry returned with butterbeer. "Let's just say that we aren't really seeing each other any more..." Ginny dropped her butterbeer with a thunk. Hermione sipped hers. The four of them brought up light conversation until half past one. Harry and Ginny decided to roam the streets for awhile, so they bid good-bye to Ron and Hermione and left the shop. Hermione picked at a scone. "So, what were you saying before we were inturrupted?" she asked. Ron took a deep breath. "Hermione... there was a reason why I was being so overprotective when you were dating Joey..." Hermione nodded. "It's just.." Ron's ears had turned red. "I... I... I think I like you Hermione. Like more than a friend." Hermione looked surprised. Ron had feelings for her? She didn't really have any for him, but still. He was pretty cute, and he looked so embarressed. She decided that there was no harm in liking him, and there was no point in breaking his heart. "Ron," she said quietly. "I think I like you too. More than a friend, like I mean." Ron managed to reveal a sheepish smile. Hermione grinned and stood up. "We should really get going..." "Yeah," Ron said. The pair left the shop. Outside, the crisp fall breeze ruffled through the trees. Hermione felt Ron's hand grasp her shoulder cap. She smiled as she took his other hand. Then, before she knew it, she felt Ron's lips on hers... ...and it was probably the best feeling in the entire world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ R/R! |
I'm here! And with another post! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ron pulled his lips from Hermione's. Hermione frowned. "Why did you do that, Ron?" "Oh, Hermione. I'm sorry! I guess I was going too fast, it's just that I wanted to kiss you for a long time..." "Me too, and you have to go and ruin it and pull your lips away!" Hermione's eyes sparkled. Ron laughed, and kissed her again. It only lasted for a split second, but Hermione had fallen into his sweetness. "Oh get a room, Weasley!" Ron glared at Malfoy, who had appeared out of nowhere. "Get lost, Malfoy." Malfoy smirked. "In your dreams." He turned to Hermione. "I see that you couldn't get any better than a Mudblood as your girlfriend. What a shame..." Ron pulled out his wand. "Don't you dare insult my girl, Malfoy." Malfoy grinned as he strided away. Hermione smiled. "Thanks, Ron." Ron smiled. "Don't mention it," he said, kissing her on the top of her head. The pair walked toward the awaiting carriages. --------------------- "Well..." "I still couldn't get in, Master." "Oh, and so you come running back to me! I won't accept you into my group until you get me it!" "Not to worry, Master. I captured a boy from Gryffindor tower, he'll be able to get the book for you." "Alright. Bring him here." "He's asleep, Lord." "Perfect. As soon as I can make him do my acts in his body, I can get that book. I can find everything I need to know, and me and my Death Eaters will conquer all!" "AHHHHHHHHHH!" Hermione sat up in bed and screamed. She screamed the loudest she had ever screamed before. "Hermione, Hermione!!!" Ginny was shaking her. "Get up! What's the problem?" "IT'S YOU-KNOW-WHO! HE'S GOT A BOY FROM GRYFFINDOR! HE'S GOING TO USE HIM TO GET A BOOK, AND THEN HE'S GOING TO BE KILLING PEOPLE LIKE HE WAS 16 YEARS AGO!" Hermione rushed to the boys' dormitory and began knocking wildly on the door. "Hermione?" a groggy Harry answered. "What's going on?" "Which boy is missing from this dormitory?" Hermione asked franticly. "Well, Neville never came back in from the library..." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ R/R! |
Hello! Here's another post... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hermione just stood there. Harry looked baffled. Suddenly, Hermione burst into tears. "Hermione!" Ron said as he came to see why Harry had gotten out of bed. "What's wrong?" He sat down next to her. Tears flooded down Hermione's face. She leaned into Ron's chest. "Oh Ron!" she cried. "V-voldemort's got Neville!" Ron looked surprised. "How do you know this, 'Mione?" he asked, rubbing her back. "I just dreamt it!" Hermione's lip quivered. "Voldemort is trying to get a book from Gryffindor Tower, and he needed a boy to get into it! That's why the Slytherin boy was trying to get in!" She began to sob loudly. "Maybe if I had told a teacher about these dreams, Neville wouldn't be in Voldemort's hands!" Ron kissed Hermione on the top of her head. "Well, we better go get a teacher now." Helping Hermione up, he and Hermione walked out of Gryffindor tower. They walked to Professor McGonagall's office. Ron rapped on the door. Professor McGonagall opened the door. She placed her hand on her heart. "Miss Granger! Why are you crying? Why are you two walking about the school at night?" "Please, Professor McGonagall, let me explain," said Ron quickly. "Hermione had a dream about You-Know-Who. A boy from Slytherin was helping him get a book or something from Gryffindor Tower. And the worse part is, now he's got Neville to do his dirty work." Hermione made a yelping noise, and buried her head into Ron's arm. Ron rubbed her back. McGonagall looked scared. "I'm glad you came to me, Weasley," said McGonagall. "But this is out of my hands. This must be brought to Professor Dumbledore immediately." And with that said, the three of them scurried through the halls, right to Professor Dumbledore's office. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ R/R! |
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ McGonagall led Ron and Hermione to Professor Dumbledore’s office. They stood on the platform, while McGonagall uttered the password. “Pumpkin pasty,” she said. The platform began to move in a corkscrew formation. When they reached Professor Dumbledore’s office, Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, writing something in a thick book. Seeing that Ron and Hermione had arrived, he set his quill down and shut the book. “Ahh, Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, sit down, please.” The pair sat down in straight-backed, wooden chairs. “Now, Professor McGonagall has informed me of the situation, and I will take this into my hands. Everything is falling into place. There is one thing that I need you to do, Miss Granger,” said Dumbledore. “I need The Brain.” Hermione nodded. So that’s what Voldemort wanted! As if he could read her mind, Dumbledore spoke up. “Voldemort wanted the book for one reason, Miss Granger. He wanted it to know everything about regaining power, and since he could not get Mr. Duncan to do it, he decided to take the matters into his own hands. He decided to use Neville to get the book. The only way we can free Neville is to burn that book.” Dumbledore took a breath. “Well, that’ll be all. Off you go, now.” Ron and Hermione walked out of the office and back to Gryffindor Tower. Ron bid Hermione good night, and they kissed in the shadows. They retired to the dormitories, only hoping to get Neville back… -------------------------------------- Hermione felt a warm glow of sunlight creep out from the cracks in the blinds. She pulled herself out of bed and stretched. Throwing open her closet doors, she threw on a pair of heavy jeans and a cable gray hooded sweatshirt and tied the strings on her cloak. Running a brush through her hair, she slipped on her running shoes and ran down to the common room. Finding the common room empty, she headed to the Great Hall, assuming everyone had gone to breakfast, but when she walked into the Great Hall, it was entirely empty. Except for McGonagall. Hermione rushed up to McGonagall. “Professor McGonagall, where is everyone?” McGonagall smiled. “Well, I thought you would have remembered, Miss Granger. Today is the first Quidditch game of the season.” Her eyes sparkled. “I was just heading there myself…” she pulled two Gryffindor flags from her cloak and the two of them headed out to the Quidditch pitch. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ |
Okay I’m writing this off the top of my head… ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hermione and McGonagall bustled out to the stands, McGonagall to the teacher’s section and Hermione to the main stands. She found Ron, who was peering through a small set of binoculars at the entrance to the Gryffindor locker rooms. “Hey, Ron,” Hermione greeted, taking a seat by him. Ron smiled and kissed her on the top of her head. It was a warm, friendly kiss. As well as being boyfriend and girlfriend, they were also best friends. “Hey, Hermione. You’re just in time! The game’s about to start!” Sure enough, Lee Jordan blared through his magical megaphone a moment later. “Welcome to Hogwarts first Quidditch game of the season! Today, Hufflepuff verses Gryffindor!” Lee yelled, even though he had a mega phone. The stands erupted in cheers, waving flags. First, the Hufflepuffs zoomed out, wearing canary yellow robes. Following them from the opposite side of the field, the Gryffindors swooped out, wearing bright red robes. The captains shook hands, and then Madame Hooch let out the bludgers, followed by the Snitch. Lastly, the Quaffle was released, and the game began. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Short, I know. R/R! |
Thank you! *Bows* Now, I’ll add some more! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hermione and Ron watched the game, screaming and stamping their feet at every Gryffindor goal. “We’re steamrolling Hufflepuff!” Ron roared, waving his flag rapidly in the air. Hermione smiled and watched Harry zoom around on his Firebolt, searching for the Snitch through Ron’s binoculars. Suddenly, Hermione felt claws grasp her shoulders. “Eeek!” she screeched, dropping the binoculars. She looked on her shoulder to see a handsome owl carrying a small scroll in his beak. She gently pulled it out and unrolled it. She read the note silently. If you wish to rescue Neville yourself, find the Bludger that you can summon. Hermione held the note in her hands. They were hot and sweaty. Find the Bludger that you can summon? Hermione pulled out her wand. “Accio, Bludger!” she called. Sure enough, a jet black Bludger zoomed toward her. As she caught it in her hands, she felt a jerk behind her navel. The Quidditch game blurred around her, and she left Hogwarts. Where she was going she did not know, but she knew that she had to save Neville. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Just to let you know, the next post will be the last one. |
Here’s the second to last post: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hermione fell with a thud on hard, cold stone. She grasped onto the Bludger for dear life, but the Bludger seemed to have different properties. It was square, lighter, and made of a soft material… it was The Brain! Hermione clutched it to her chest and stood up. The floor was made of slate, and there was fog all around. She walked deep into the fog. Suddenly, she saw Neville. And Voldemort. Neville was tied to a wooden stake in the ground. His eyes were closed, and he looked as if in a deep sleep. Voldemort was sitting in a chair, Death Eaters all around him, and someone else, too. Joey. Hermione screamed. “JOEY!” she hollered. Voldemort turned to her. “She has it…” he said in a raspy voice. “I’ll get it my Lord,” Joey said, approaching Hermione. Hermione backed away with her eyes wide open. Joey stopped. “Hermione,” he said slowly. “Give me that book.” “It was a hoax all the time,” she said, eyes fixed on him. Her lip was quivering. Voldemort laughed. “Joey, you may bring her into our group if you wish…” “NEVER!” Hermione screamed. Joey laughed. “Master, she prefers to die, I assume,” he said. “Hermione, give me that book, or your friend here will die!” Hermione noticed that Death Eaters were inclosing around Neville’s silent body. Hermione was scared. She knew that if she gave the book to Voldemort, he would rise in power. If she didn’t, Neville would die. Hermione racked her brain to remember what Dumbledore said. The Brain must be destroyed…burned or something, but…there’s no wood! Her brain shifted to her first year in Hogwarts. She remembered Ron saying, “ARE YOU MAD? ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?” Hastily, Hermione pulled out her wand. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Joey roared. Hermione dropped the book on the ground. “LACANUM INFLAMARE!” she screamed, and the book burst into flames. “KILL HER!” yelled Voldemort, and Death Eaters swooped out away from Neville and toward Hermione. Think, think, Hermione thought. She could only think of one spell right now, and was it strong enough? “Accio, Broomstick!” she said quavering, praying that there was a broomstick somewhere in the vicinity. No broomstick came. “Accio, Broomstick!” she said clearly, but no broomstick came. Joey laughed. “No spell can save you now, Hermione!” he said, cackling. Hermione was nervous. Suddenly, a red phoenix zoomed out from nowhere carrying a Firebolt. Hermione was amazed. Had Fawkes heard her? Without thinking twice, she hopped on the broomstick, and even though she was not a good flier, she managed to get to Neville and snap the ropes binding him. Throwing him on the back of the Firebolt, she zoomed around. I need a Portkey, I need a Portkey, she thought quickly. Suddenly, she felt Fawkes drop a tin can on the ground. Hermione zoomed down to the ground, and holding the Firebolt and Neville, she grabbed the tin can. She felt a jerk behind her navel, and the ground dissolved underneath her. She was going back. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The last post will follow tonight… |
Here's the last post, not very eventful but it ends the story. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hermione fell smack into the ground. She lay on a dusty, dirty set of ground, which she identified as the area outside the Quidditch Pitch. "Hermione! Hermione!" Ron, Harry, Dumbledore, and most of the teachers huddled around Hermione and Neville. The teachers helped Neville to his feet, while Ron helped Hermione to hers. "Oh Hermione," Ron said kissing her cheek. "I was so worried!" Hermione threw her arms around Ron. "Oh Ron! I had to! I had to save Neville! Voldemort was going to get him!" She burst into tears. Ron gently rubbed her back. Harry smiled. "Well, you're okay now! And Neville is too!" he said, gesturing to Neville, who had walked over to Hermione. "Umm... Hermione? Can I have a word? If it's okay with Ron..." he said quietly. Ron smiled and let Neville take over. He and Harry went over toward the stands. Neville approached Hermione. "Hey, Hermione, thanks for the whole saving-my-life thing," he said, rocking on his feet. Hermione smiled. "No problem, Neviile," she smiled and began to run toward Ron. Neville stopped her. "Hey, Hermione! Wait!" Hermione stopped in her tracks. She walked toward Neville. "Yes?" Neville gulped. "I know you're Ron's girlfriend, but can you give me a hug? Like a friendly one." He stared at his toes, afraid that he had gone too far. Hermione smiled. She walked over toward Neville, gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. Leaving Neviile dumbstruck, she skipped to Ron, who was chatting with Harry about Quidditch. When he saw Hermione, he wrapped his arms around her waist. "How'd it go?" he asked, gently kissing her ear. "Great, Ron." He moved the kiss to her mouth. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck. Joey was a great boyfriend, she thought. But in the end, friends definitly make the best boyfriends. The End |
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