Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, places, or things. I own
nothing but some Harry Potter books and a playstation. The song in this
story is Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard. I don't own that either.
Authors Note: This is my first ever Harry Potter fanfic. I've written some pretty horrid BTVS fic but got this idea for an HP fic so I thought I'd try it. I'll continue it if it gets enough positive feedback and if I have the time. I know this is pretty short, but its exactly how I wanted this story to start out. Enjoy!
It was Christmas break of her 5th year at Hogwarts and Hermione was alone in her dorm room for once. She didn't mind her roommates so much, but as she was an only child, she loved having some time to herself once in awhile. At the moment she was taking full advantage of it. She was playing a muggle CD on her boom box radio (which she had secretly enchanted so that the batteries never ran out) and singing into her hairbrush along with the song. She was dancing too, wearing a blue tank top and some plaid pajama pants.
"Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough"
**Meanwhile**
George and Fred Weasley were BORED. There were hardly any people staying at Hogwarts this year and they grew tired of picking on Ron and Harry, they did that enough during the summer. They sat in the common room bored to tears for quite awhile before deciding to see what Hermione was up to. When she was studying she was usually at least worth sneaking up on, as she usually didn't pay much attention to her surroundings. And she was usually studying.
Knowing they shouldn't, but not really caring they snuck up to the 5th year girls dorms. They figured that Hermione had probably already gotten to bed but was probably just staying up there studying. They opened the door slowly and were amazed to hear this strange loud music filling the room. They looked at each other, bewildered, before Fred nodded and they went in anyway.
They saw Hermione, only half dressed compared to the robes they were used to seeing her in, was now bouncing around on top of one of the beds banging her head with the beat while belting out this song at the top of her lungs. Her voice wasn't half bad, but that's certainly not what these teenage boys were paying attention to. They were more concerned with the bounciness and beauty that was Miss Hermione Granger. They'd never seen her be so exuberant, so alive, and so... gorgeous.
"Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
Pour some sugar on me
Oh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
Get it, come get it
Pour your sugar on me
Ooh
Pour some sugar on me
Yeah! Sugar me!"
As the song ended, Hermione hopped down from the bed, meaning to change CDs in the CD player, when she glanced towards the door. She turned red, squealed, and ran behind the canopy on one of her roommates beds. Feeling suddenly naked, shocked, and angry, she started screaming at the twin boys.
"WHAT are you DOING in here?! This is a GIRLS dorm! GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!" she screamed at them. They stood there in shock for a moment before running from the room and down the stairs leading to the common room. They plopped down on one of the couches, shocked at what had just happened. Neither one was really ready to talk about what had happened. They were too busy thinking about what they'd seen.
"Wow. That Hermione has sure filled out. She was so wild! And that song! It was pretty sexy as well!" thought George to himself "Wait! Did I just think that Hermione was sexy? Hermione Granger? The annoyingly brainy little know- it-all?"
Next to him Fred was thinking pretty similar thoughts, though his were a bit more graphic. He was already thinking about what it would be like to have that beautiful body wrapped around his. This was going to be a long night.
If you like it, please review asking for more. If it gets enough reviews I'll continue it when I have the time!
Authors Note: This is my first ever Harry Potter fanfic. I've written some pretty horrid BTVS fic but got this idea for an HP fic so I thought I'd try it. I'll continue it if it gets enough positive feedback and if I have the time. I know this is pretty short, but its exactly how I wanted this story to start out. Enjoy!
It was Christmas break of her 5th year at Hogwarts and Hermione was alone in her dorm room for once. She didn't mind her roommates so much, but as she was an only child, she loved having some time to herself once in awhile. At the moment she was taking full advantage of it. She was playing a muggle CD on her boom box radio (which she had secretly enchanted so that the batteries never ran out) and singing into her hairbrush along with the song. She was dancing too, wearing a blue tank top and some plaid pajama pants.
"Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough"
**Meanwhile**
George and Fred Weasley were BORED. There were hardly any people staying at Hogwarts this year and they grew tired of picking on Ron and Harry, they did that enough during the summer. They sat in the common room bored to tears for quite awhile before deciding to see what Hermione was up to. When she was studying she was usually at least worth sneaking up on, as she usually didn't pay much attention to her surroundings. And she was usually studying.
Knowing they shouldn't, but not really caring they snuck up to the 5th year girls dorms. They figured that Hermione had probably already gotten to bed but was probably just staying up there studying. They opened the door slowly and were amazed to hear this strange loud music filling the room. They looked at each other, bewildered, before Fred nodded and they went in anyway.
They saw Hermione, only half dressed compared to the robes they were used to seeing her in, was now bouncing around on top of one of the beds banging her head with the beat while belting out this song at the top of her lungs. Her voice wasn't half bad, but that's certainly not what these teenage boys were paying attention to. They were more concerned with the bounciness and beauty that was Miss Hermione Granger. They'd never seen her be so exuberant, so alive, and so... gorgeous.
"Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
Pour some sugar on me
Oh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
Get it, come get it
Pour your sugar on me
Ooh
Pour some sugar on me
Yeah! Sugar me!"
As the song ended, Hermione hopped down from the bed, meaning to change CDs in the CD player, when she glanced towards the door. She turned red, squealed, and ran behind the canopy on one of her roommates beds. Feeling suddenly naked, shocked, and angry, she started screaming at the twin boys.
"WHAT are you DOING in here?! This is a GIRLS dorm! GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!" she screamed at them. They stood there in shock for a moment before running from the room and down the stairs leading to the common room. They plopped down on one of the couches, shocked at what had just happened. Neither one was really ready to talk about what had happened. They were too busy thinking about what they'd seen.
"Wow. That Hermione has sure filled out. She was so wild! And that song! It was pretty sexy as well!" thought George to himself "Wait! Did I just think that Hermione was sexy? Hermione Granger? The annoyingly brainy little know- it-all?"
Next to him Fred was thinking pretty similar thoughts, though his were a bit more graphic. He was already thinking about what it would be like to have that beautiful body wrapped around his. This was going to be a long night.
If you like it, please review asking for more. If it gets enough reviews I'll continue it when I have the time!