Prologue
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, so don't sue. (Even if you do, I don't have anything worth suing for)
A/N: I didn't want to post this, but my friend stole the story... stupid bi- atch.
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Harry sat in the common room and gazed at Hermione from across the table. She was so pretty... her hair falling just below her breasts, a full, beautiful mouth, bright chocolate eyes. Hermione looked up.
"Harry, are you okay?" she asked solicitously, leaning across the table to lay the back of her hand on his forehead.
"Yes, it's just..." Harry hesitated, staring into Hermione's beautiful eyes.
"It's just what?" Hermione said.
"Hot- it's just hot... and I'm tired. I'm gonna go for a walk by the lake- get some air. I'll see you later," Harry said getting up.
Harry threw a rock into the lake. Hermione was so beautiful. But Ron would kill him if he asked her out... after all they only just broke up that summer. He didn't want to jump up and tell her how he felt about her. He had liked her as more than a friend since their fourth year... and it was now their sixth. (Ron and Hermione had started going out at the beginning of summer vacation and broke up at the end, deciding they were happier as friends.) He began thinking about how gorgeous she was, and how she touched him so lightly- like she might shatter him- and her smile, and the way she moved her hips when she walked... but he decided that was not a good thing to think about. So he didn't think at all as he skipped another rock across the lake.
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Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but it is just a prologue. Hope you liked it.... REVIEW!!! Please? Grazie!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, so don't sue. (Even if you do, I don't have anything worth suing for)
A/N: I didn't want to post this, but my friend stole the story... stupid bi- atch.
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Harry sat in the common room and gazed at Hermione from across the table. She was so pretty... her hair falling just below her breasts, a full, beautiful mouth, bright chocolate eyes. Hermione looked up.
"Harry, are you okay?" she asked solicitously, leaning across the table to lay the back of her hand on his forehead.
"Yes, it's just..." Harry hesitated, staring into Hermione's beautiful eyes.
"It's just what?" Hermione said.
"Hot- it's just hot... and I'm tired. I'm gonna go for a walk by the lake- get some air. I'll see you later," Harry said getting up.
Harry threw a rock into the lake. Hermione was so beautiful. But Ron would kill him if he asked her out... after all they only just broke up that summer. He didn't want to jump up and tell her how he felt about her. He had liked her as more than a friend since their fourth year... and it was now their sixth. (Ron and Hermione had started going out at the beginning of summer vacation and broke up at the end, deciding they were happier as friends.) He began thinking about how gorgeous she was, and how she touched him so lightly- like she might shatter him- and her smile, and the way she moved her hips when she walked... but he decided that was not a good thing to think about. So he didn't think at all as he skipped another rock across the lake.
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Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but it is just a prologue. Hope you liked it.... REVIEW!!! Please? Grazie!