Where the Heart Lies
Author Notes: hi everyone! This is my first shot at writing a harry potter fic, so be nice! And if I make any mistakes (which I am sure I will), please kindly inform me and I will gladly fix them! Anyway, this is a humor/romance/action/adventure fic and it's also a hermione/draco fic. (Cause I think they're too cute together!) Well enough of my rambling, I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this fic at all, except for any original characters, if any come into play, I don't know, couldn't tell you at this point! Hehe sorry!
Prologue
Have you ever thought about one, certain thing for so long that eventually, it becomes twisted in your mind, combined and intermingled with your own thoughts and opinions, until pretty soon the reality of the matter no longer holds true to you. This is what happened to Hermione Granger over the years she spent at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the beginning, she wasn't genuinely concerned why no male students ever asked to hang out with her, or even tried to get close to her, save Harry and Ron. And, in the beginning, it didn't really matter to her much. She was more than busy, bustling around the school, trying to maintain her spotless record. But, as time went by and she matured both physically and mentally, the truth was that it did start bother her.
In fact, by her fifth year, the thought so consumed her mind that it was all she contemplated in the deep recesses of her mind. Did others think her to be fat? Annoying? A bookworm? A million "good reasons" as to why guys never showed any signs of affection towards her flew through her brain, each one more disturbing and disheartening than the last. Till finally, near the start of her seventh year, she convinced herself that she didn't need boys. That no one liked her because she was a horrible, ugly, witch of a girl and that no one would ever like her. Ever.
The sad truth, though, was that many boys in her house and the others found her to be a strikingly gorgeous creature. They only strayed away from her because they simply figured that she would obviously never go for any of them. They weren't like Harry or Ron. So they moved on to other girls, and left Hermione to her self-imposed beliefs. She started the year thinking, and even accepting ever so deplorably, that she was meant to be alone. And the sentiment was anything but comforting.
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Well, what do you think? This is just the prologue though and I won't post this without the first chapter because... well... frankly, it's too short! I just needed to put that in there for some background info. Anyway, please r&r! And remember: be kind, please rewind.
SweetDreamsMuse
Author Notes: hi everyone! This is my first shot at writing a harry potter fic, so be nice! And if I make any mistakes (which I am sure I will), please kindly inform me and I will gladly fix them! Anyway, this is a humor/romance/action/adventure fic and it's also a hermione/draco fic. (Cause I think they're too cute together!) Well enough of my rambling, I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this fic at all, except for any original characters, if any come into play, I don't know, couldn't tell you at this point! Hehe sorry!
Prologue
Have you ever thought about one, certain thing for so long that eventually, it becomes twisted in your mind, combined and intermingled with your own thoughts and opinions, until pretty soon the reality of the matter no longer holds true to you. This is what happened to Hermione Granger over the years she spent at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the beginning, she wasn't genuinely concerned why no male students ever asked to hang out with her, or even tried to get close to her, save Harry and Ron. And, in the beginning, it didn't really matter to her much. She was more than busy, bustling around the school, trying to maintain her spotless record. But, as time went by and she matured both physically and mentally, the truth was that it did start bother her.
In fact, by her fifth year, the thought so consumed her mind that it was all she contemplated in the deep recesses of her mind. Did others think her to be fat? Annoying? A bookworm? A million "good reasons" as to why guys never showed any signs of affection towards her flew through her brain, each one more disturbing and disheartening than the last. Till finally, near the start of her seventh year, she convinced herself that she didn't need boys. That no one liked her because she was a horrible, ugly, witch of a girl and that no one would ever like her. Ever.
The sad truth, though, was that many boys in her house and the others found her to be a strikingly gorgeous creature. They only strayed away from her because they simply figured that she would obviously never go for any of them. They weren't like Harry or Ron. So they moved on to other girls, and left Hermione to her self-imposed beliefs. She started the year thinking, and even accepting ever so deplorably, that she was meant to be alone. And the sentiment was anything but comforting.
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Well, what do you think? This is just the prologue though and I won't post this without the first chapter because... well... frankly, it's too short! I just needed to put that in there for some background info. Anyway, please r&r! And remember: be kind, please rewind.
SweetDreamsMuse
