DiScLaImEr-I dont own anything. actually, i own the tree i was climbing when i thought of this. does that count????

A/N-okokok...i have severe writers block and the really pathetic plotline(if you can call it that)came to me while i was climbing a tree.

Didn't Think So

Hermione Granger. When everyone I know thinks of me they think of three things-smart, books and bushy hair. But that's it. Nothing else. They think they know me well. But they don't. And I don't plan on letting them. You see, I am smart. And I do read. And I do have fairly bushy hair. But that's not all. I also have a secret I can never tell. Ok, I know that sounds serious, and it is...to me. But it's not as if I expect you to care. Who would? Would you? Didn't think so.

Anyways…It's the summer between my fourth and fifth years at Hogwarts. Hmmm…never heard of it? You shouldn't've. That's because it's a school for only Witches and Wizards. I'm a witch (well, obviously, I'm not a wizard). But that's where I met…him. He's amazing. I met him in my first year. He attacked a mountain troll to save me. But then again, it was his fault it was in the girls' bathroom in the first place! Okay, so maybe he didn't save me; most likely, I would have gotten away, and not gotten in trouble with McGonagall. Oh, well…

But it's not as if I expect you to care. Who would? Would you? Didn't think so.