I Don't own Harry Potter... Damn

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My name is Hermione, Hermione Granger, but you can call me Petal a nickname I was given by my best friends Harry, Ron, and Hannah, and it just kind of stuck. I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was sitting under a tree in our local park. We had just moved into town, so mum brought me here hoping I would make friends. I look up as I see a girl, who looked to be about my age, walking toward me.

"Hi I'm Hannah! I'm about to go play with some friends would you like to come?" She asked looking very excited at the possibility of a new friend. Seeing as we were only seven years old at the time, such a blunt question was not considered unusual or rude. I looked at my mom, silently begging her if I could go. My mother nodded and I jumped up.

"Okay!" I replied eager to make a friend in my new home.

"Follow me!" She said.

"Okay!" I said again with a slight chuckle as we continued to walk threw the park finally after a minute or two of walking we stopped in front of two boys, sitting under a huge oak tree.

This tree was known around town as 'The Little Rascals Tree' because of the three, young, trouble making children, that occupy it every day, and they happily claimed it as there own.

"Ron, Harry This is..." Hannah trailed off, and I remember that I hadn't told her my name yet.

"I'm Hermione." I say shyly.

"That's to complicated!" Complained the redhead boy. "I'm going to call you... Hermy!"

"Please don't call me that." I half begged, half groaned. "My whole family calls me that! It's so annoying!" To my surprise they all laughed.

"Don't worry, We Each have an annoying nick name at home. We understand, you probably hate being Called that." The boy I assumed to be Harry laughed.

"Thanks." I sighed. As they all chuckled at the worry that was in my voice.

"I like her. She's funny." Harry said, and we all broke into another fit of laughter. Five minutes later, we all sat up. Breathing heavily, as we had All been laughing strongly.

"LILYS!" I screamed In joy, at seeing my all time favorite flowers.

"Huh?" The boy named Ron, said.

"There flowers Ron." Harry replied rolling his eyes. I had a feeling He was going to be very witty when he was older.

"Come on, Lets go pick some!" Hannah said Getting up. Throwing Ron a look that said, if he didn't get up she was going to whine.

"Alright, alright." He said picking himself up off the ground.

I heard Harry clear his throat. "Are you coming?" He said offering his hand to help me off the ground. I took him up on his unstated offer grabbed his hand and pulled myself off the ground.

"Why thank you my good sir." I giggled jokingly.

"Any time my Fair maiden." He joked back.

"Are you guys coming or what?" Hannah yelled.

"Coming!" Harry and I yelled. As we ran over to the Patch of Lilies where Hannah and Ron sat mentally debating, which ones to pick.

"So what's with you liking lilies so much?" Ron asked as I picked out my first flower.

"I don't know. I've just always loved them." I said. Making sure to pick only the prettiest of lilies out of the small patch, that Mother Nature had so graciously offered.

"Why?"

"Because there pretty I guess."

"Why do you think there pretty?"

"Ron, would you stop hounding the poor girl. She's going to think we're all weird." Harry said looking at Ron, but now turning towards me. "We're not all weird. Just Ron." He joked.

At this we broke down into a fit laughter, except Ron, who's face had turned the same color as his hair.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. You're just so funny Harry." Ron drawled sarcastically.

"I know aren't I, I'm pretty adorable to. " Harry replied with a grin.

"Don't you think I'm adorable?" Harry said, looking at me with a grin.

I looked at Harry, and then I looked to the ground. I wasn't going to lie to him I did think he was very cute.

"Well come on now don't be shy!"

"Yes Harry, I think you're cute." I said with a roll of my eyes.

"Lily " Ron yelled.

"What?" We all said in unity.

"Lily, that's what I'm going to call you."

"And why exactly are you going to do that?" I asked.

"I can't say your name and your not going to let me call you Hermy, so Lily it is!" He said looking very accomplished.

"That's my mum's name Ron." Harry sighed looking slightly annoyed.

"Oh... Well how about... Petal?"

"I like that." Harry said looking at me. "You look like a Petal."

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