This is a work in progress!
Please send me reviews so I know what to change and how to change it!
18-year-old Hermione was very fusterated. She had spent her 7 years at Hogwarts trying to get Ron's attention. It hadn't worked. She looked at herself in the mirror with sharp, critical eyes. She had decided that she had a decent body, and okay face...the hair was another story. Over the years she had tried to tame her hair, failing misterably. Hermione sighed and turned away from the mirror. She knew that she had feelings for Ron ever since the fourth year when she realized why it drove her crazy when he paid attention to Fleur. She had thought he had returned her feelings because of him getting all jealous about Viktor but then he had asked Lavender to the graduates ball. She had been so sure that that was when Ron was going to ask her out. Hermione sighed again and flopped down onto her bed. She had never been so confused...and this was something that couldn't be consulted about in a book. At times like these, Hermione would usually write to Ginny asking for advice but some how, she knew it was different this time.
"Oh, Patches, what am I going to do?" Hermione asked the ratty old stuffed teddy bear which sat at the end of her bed. Hermione fell asleep thinking about Ron and was awoken hours later by her mother.
"Come down for some dinner, dear. You haven't eaten all day," Mrs. Granger said worridly.
"Okay, mum. I'll be down in a second," Hermione said.
Hermione got off her bed and walked over to her dresser. She grabbed a brush and atteptied to brush it straight, "It's no use," she said putting down her brush. Hermione made her way downstairs and had some dinner. She came back upstairs and fell asleep thinking about Ron once again.
The next morning Hermione woke up, had some breakfast but then didn't know what to do with herself. She would usually be doing homework or be over at the Burrow during the summer but seeing as how she had just graduated, the Weasleys were visiting the twins, Fred and George, in their (now famous) joke-store-chain headquarters in America, and Harry was training to be England's new rookie seeker, she had nothing to do.
"This is ridiculous. I had loads of fun before I met them," Hermione said, not quite convincing herself, "I'll just go for a bike ride,"
Hermione got changed into a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and some sunglasses. She tied her hair back and went downstairs to tell her parents she was going for a ride and would be home before dinner. Hermione had always loved to bike through the streets of London. She found it comforting. Hermione made her way around London, visiting all her favourite places and after a few hours, Hermione got hungry to she made her way over to a favourite restaurant of hers to have some lunch.
"Hey, Hermione! Long time to see! What'll it be?" Jim, the friendly cook said spotting Hermione ride up to the restaurant on her bike.
"Hey, Jim! Can I get a grilled-cheese sandwich and a diet coke? I'll be out on the patio,"
"Sure thing, I'll have Marcy bring it out to you,"
"Thanks alot, Jim," Hermione took off her helmet and sat down. A few moments later, Marcy came out with her drink.
"Hermione! I haven't seen you around in ages!" Marcy said.
"Hey! You, too! When are you going to quit this lousy job?" Hermione joked. Jim was Marcy's uncle.
"Never! Uncel Jim treats me too well...unlimited drinks, frequent breaks, and a great boss...what more could a girl ask for? Ooops, I've gotta go drop off an order, I'll be around with your sandwich in just a bit,"
"Thanks, great to see you,"
"You too," Marcy said walking over to a couple.
Hermione sat for a few moments drink her diet coke and smiled at Marcy when she dropped off her sandwich. Hermione was just starting her sandwich when she saw a flash of red hair. Her stoumach turned. "Ron..." she thought. Her thoughts quickly turned back to Ron and that humiliating afternoon.
-FLASHBACK-
"Ron, could I talk to you for a second?" Hermione had asked quietly.
"Sure Hermione...just let me finish Harry off...KILL HIM! KICK HIM! DO SOMETHING!" Ron yelled at his knight who was attacking Harry's knight.
Ron won the game and got up, "What's up?"
"Um...could we go somewhere a little more private? Maybe go for a walk?" Hermione asked nervously, "Oh for Merlin's sake, Hermione! Get a grip! It's only Ron!"
"Sure, we'll be back in a while Harry," Ron said over his shoulder to Harry.
They walked in silence for a few mintues and Hermione finally broke the silence, "Ron, I was just wondering if you had a date to the graduates ball and if you don't if you'd like to go with me,"
"Oh," Ron flushed deep red, the Weasley curse, "actually, I'm not sure I'm even going to go to the ball...you know what a bad dancer I am....and I'm not sure I'd be totally comfortable going with my best friend,"
"Oh...well...that's fine then...I'm going to head back to the common room," Hermione said and she started running towards the commonroom, tears blinding her.
"Hermione! Herm..." Ron yelled after her.
After that, Ron had been overly polite to Hermione and they didn't argue for the rest of the term. Hermione buried herself in her schoolwork (more than usual) and became very anti-social (more than usual). Harry and Ron began to worry about her.
"Hermione, you're got to go eat something," Harry said giving her a muffin.
Hermione looked at the muffin and put it down, "I'm not hungry, thanks,"
"You must be! You haven't eating in two days!"
"Nope, I'm fine...now if you'll excuse me, I need to finish translating these ancient runes into Latin," Hermione grabbed her books and bag and walked up to the girls dormatory.
"I'm worried about her, Ron," Harry said, "She hasn't eaten in days and she won't even come to Hogsmedes anymore,"
"I know. She won't even talk to me anymore,"
"What I don't get is, why won't you go to the ball with her? You've fancied her since our fourth year,"
"I know...I just think that...she could do much better...that's all,"
"You're crazy, mate,"
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Hermione quickly finished her sandwich, said good-bye to Marcy and Jim and bike back home. Once she got home, she found Hedwig waiting for her beside her owl, Athena.
"Hey, Hedwig. Got a letter for me?" Hedwig stuck her leg out and gave a hoot. Hermione took the letter and gave Hedwig and Athena some owl treats. She laid down on her bed and started reading the letter.
Dear Hermione,
How's your summer been so far? Training's brutal but fun. Anyway, I've just gotten permission to take two weeks off from training at the end of July so I was thinking that you, Ron and I should get together. I haven't seen you guys in a few weeks and I already miss you like crazy. Send Hedwig back with a reply. Miss you,
Harry
Hermione quickly took out a piece of parchment and wrote a letter back to Harry.
Dear Harry,
My summer's been absolutely boring! Anyway, I'd love to get together! I miss you and I can't wait to see you!
Love from, Hermione
Hermione gave her letter to Hedwig and watch her fly off into the night.
"Oh, Patches, what am I going to do?" Hermione asked the ratty old stuffed teddy bear which sat at the end of her bed. Hermione fell asleep thinking about Ron and was awoken hours later by her mother.
"Come down for some dinner, dear. You haven't eaten all day," Mrs. Granger said worridly.
"Okay, mum. I'll be down in a second," Hermione said.
Hermione got off her bed and walked over to her dresser. She grabbed a brush and atteptied to brush it straight, "It's no use," she said putting down her brush. Hermione made her way downstairs and had some dinner. She came back upstairs and fell asleep thinking about Ron once again.
The next morning Hermione woke up, had some breakfast but then didn't know what to do with herself. She would usually be doing homework or be over at the Burrow during the summer but seeing as how she had just graduated, the Weasleys were visiting the twins, Fred and George, in their (now famous) joke-store-chain headquarters in America, and Harry was training to be England's new rookie seeker, she had nothing to do.
"This is ridiculous. I had loads of fun before I met them," Hermione said, not quite convincing herself, "I'll just go for a bike ride,"
Hermione got changed into a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and some sunglasses. She tied her hair back and went downstairs to tell her parents she was going for a ride and would be home before dinner. Hermione had always loved to bike through the streets of London. She found it comforting. Hermione made her way around London, visiting all her favourite places and after a few hours, Hermione got hungry to she made her way over to a favourite restaurant of hers to have some lunch.
"Hey, Hermione! Long time to see! What'll it be?" Jim, the friendly cook said spotting Hermione ride up to the restaurant on her bike.
"Hey, Jim! Can I get a grilled-cheese sandwich and a diet coke? I'll be out on the patio,"
"Sure thing, I'll have Marcy bring it out to you,"
"Thanks alot, Jim," Hermione took off her helmet and sat down. A few moments later, Marcy came out with her drink.
"Hermione! I haven't seen you around in ages!" Marcy said.
"Hey! You, too! When are you going to quit this lousy job?" Hermione joked. Jim was Marcy's uncle.
"Never! Uncel Jim treats me too well...unlimited drinks, frequent breaks, and a great boss...what more could a girl ask for? Ooops, I've gotta go drop off an order, I'll be around with your sandwich in just a bit,"
"Thanks, great to see you,"
"You too," Marcy said walking over to a couple.
Hermione sat for a few moments drink her diet coke and smiled at Marcy when she dropped off her sandwich. Hermione was just starting her sandwich when she saw a flash of red hair. Her stoumach turned. "Ron..." she thought. Her thoughts quickly turned back to Ron and that humiliating afternoon.
-FLASHBACK-
"Ron, could I talk to you for a second?" Hermione had asked quietly.
"Sure Hermione...just let me finish Harry off...KILL HIM! KICK HIM! DO SOMETHING!" Ron yelled at his knight who was attacking Harry's knight.
Ron won the game and got up, "What's up?"
"Um...could we go somewhere a little more private? Maybe go for a walk?" Hermione asked nervously, "Oh for Merlin's sake, Hermione! Get a grip! It's only Ron!"
"Sure, we'll be back in a while Harry," Ron said over his shoulder to Harry.
They walked in silence for a few mintues and Hermione finally broke the silence, "Ron, I was just wondering if you had a date to the graduates ball and if you don't if you'd like to go with me,"
"Oh," Ron flushed deep red, the Weasley curse, "actually, I'm not sure I'm even going to go to the ball...you know what a bad dancer I am....and I'm not sure I'd be totally comfortable going with my best friend,"
"Oh...well...that's fine then...I'm going to head back to the common room," Hermione said and she started running towards the commonroom, tears blinding her.
"Hermione! Herm..." Ron yelled after her.
After that, Ron had been overly polite to Hermione and they didn't argue for the rest of the term. Hermione buried herself in her schoolwork (more than usual) and became very anti-social (more than usual). Harry and Ron began to worry about her.
"Hermione, you're got to go eat something," Harry said giving her a muffin.
Hermione looked at the muffin and put it down, "I'm not hungry, thanks,"
"You must be! You haven't eating in two days!"
"Nope, I'm fine...now if you'll excuse me, I need to finish translating these ancient runes into Latin," Hermione grabbed her books and bag and walked up to the girls dormatory.
"I'm worried about her, Ron," Harry said, "She hasn't eaten in days and she won't even come to Hogsmedes anymore,"
"I know. She won't even talk to me anymore,"
"What I don't get is, why won't you go to the ball with her? You've fancied her since our fourth year,"
"I know...I just think that...she could do much better...that's all,"
"You're crazy, mate,"
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Hermione quickly finished her sandwich, said good-bye to Marcy and Jim and bike back home. Once she got home, she found Hedwig waiting for her beside her owl, Athena.
"Hey, Hedwig. Got a letter for me?" Hedwig stuck her leg out and gave a hoot. Hermione took the letter and gave Hedwig and Athena some owl treats. She laid down on her bed and started reading the letter.
Dear Hermione,
How's your summer been so far? Training's brutal but fun. Anyway, I've just gotten permission to take two weeks off from training at the end of July so I was thinking that you, Ron and I should get together. I haven't seen you guys in a few weeks and I already miss you like crazy. Send Hedwig back with a reply. Miss you,
Harry
Hermione quickly took out a piece of parchment and wrote a letter back to Harry.
Dear Harry,
My summer's been absolutely boring! Anyway, I'd love to get together! I miss you and I can't wait to see you!
Love from, Hermione
Hermione gave her letter to Hedwig and watch her fly off into the night.
Hermione now had something to look forward to but it would still be another 3 weeks before she saw Ron and Harry. For the next three weeks Hermione had a miserable time and all she could talk or think about was seeing Harry and Ron again. When the day finally came, Hermione woke up early and got ready. The plan was to meet at King's Cross at 5 and then go for dinner at Diagon Alley. Hermione spent all morning getting ready. When she was finally pleased with her hair and outfit, she went downstairs and told her parents where she was going.
"Mum, dad, I'm off to King's Cross and then to dinner with Ron and Harry," Hermione said sicking her head in the living room."Have fun dear. Are you taking the car?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Actaully, no...I just thought it'd be easier and faster if we did it our way," Hermione explained.
"Okay, have a good time," Mrs. Granger said. Although Mr. and Mrs. Grangers were Muggles, they were very accepting of thw wizarding culture and encouraged Hermione to teach them about being a witch. Hermione was glad she had such understanding parents. She'd heard stories from Harry about not-so-understanding Muggles (cough DURSLEYS cough)
"Good night. I'll be back in a little while. I'll give you a rin if I'm going to be late," and with POP she was gone.
"Mum, dad, I'm off to King's Cross and then to dinner with Ron and Harry," Hermione said sicking her head in the living room."Have fun dear. Are you taking the car?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Actaully, no...I just thought it'd be easier and faster if we did it our way," Hermione explained.
"Okay, have a good time," Mrs. Granger said. Although Mr. and Mrs. Grangers were Muggles, they were very accepting of thw wizarding culture and encouraged Hermione to teach them about being a witch. Hermione was glad she had such understanding parents. She'd heard stories from Harry about not-so-understanding Muggles (cough DURSLEYS cough)
"Good night. I'll be back in a little while. I'll give you a rin if I'm going to be late," and with POP she was gone.
Athena is the goddess of wisdom, very fitting, don't you agree?
