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highly evolved brain ONLY owns the plot.
Fonts: The Italic fonts are for thoughts.
Pointer: This takes place in the trio's 7th year...
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Chp 1: the problem is.
Hermione's point of view:
Did I think this was the perfect year for me? Well, it looked like that to me at first. I was made Head Girl, I am ready to take on the NEWTS now, in the 3rd week of school. What had been the problem? I was Head Girl and, and Harry was head boy. There. That was the problem. For the first two weeks of school term I noticed Harry, well, showing more concern and being quite clumsy around me. That isn't a problem to me is it? But it is a problem if it is because he. he thought of me more than a friend. Know what I'm getting at? And then, took place that dreadful event. Yesterday was a bomb blast to my life, I presume. He admitted. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, admitted that he liked me more than a friend. He said. he said. th-that he liked her a LOT! Of all the things he could have said like, "what's for homework?" he had to end up telling me this. What could I do? I just stared at my feet, my eyes becoming watery, and just mumbled an "I d-d-don't know." And then I ran, ran as fast as I could back to my dormitory. And here I am. Instead of going down to breakfast, sitting on my bed anxiously, thinking about how I should behave when I see him and Ron. Making up my mind that I was going to act normally without any difference I got up to go have a shower. After that Hermione brushed her hair which had become from wild to perfect curls and tame. It's a girl thing, you know. Adorning her 'Head Girl' badge, she left her dormitory. this was going to be a bad day. END OF CHP 1 ~ Please r/r. PLEASE. and don't expect too quick updating of chapters from me.
Did I think this was the perfect year for me? Well, it looked like that to me at first. I was made Head Girl, I am ready to take on the NEWTS now, in the 3rd week of school. What had been the problem? I was Head Girl and, and Harry was head boy. There. That was the problem. For the first two weeks of school term I noticed Harry, well, showing more concern and being quite clumsy around me. That isn't a problem to me is it? But it is a problem if it is because he. he thought of me more than a friend. Know what I'm getting at? And then, took place that dreadful event. Yesterday was a bomb blast to my life, I presume. He admitted. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, admitted that he liked me more than a friend. He said. he said. th-that he liked her a LOT! Of all the things he could have said like, "what's for homework?" he had to end up telling me this. What could I do? I just stared at my feet, my eyes becoming watery, and just mumbled an "I d-d-don't know." And then I ran, ran as fast as I could back to my dormitory. And here I am. Instead of going down to breakfast, sitting on my bed anxiously, thinking about how I should behave when I see him and Ron. Making up my mind that I was going to act normally without any difference I got up to go have a shower. After that Hermione brushed her hair which had become from wild to perfect curls and tame. It's a girl thing, you know. Adorning her 'Head Girl' badge, she left her dormitory. this was going to be a bad day. END OF CHP 1 ~ Please r/r. PLEASE. and don't expect too quick updating of chapters from me.