Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, sadly, but J0K Rowling,
the queen of all, my hero, does. I'm madly jealous.
Please review, but constructive criticism please. Any flames will be
used to barbecue chicken for me and Oliver Woods engagement party.
Thank you! :)
Her eyes were halfed closed as she swung her hips back and forth
while walking towards the boys. Their bodies tensed as she tore a
path to them, holding her trenchcoat closed as tightly as possible,
as if she were hiding something.
She smiled sneakily, and the boys
smiled back nervous and weak. In a raspy, suggestive voice, she
purred, "Hi boys...would you like to buy some...". She tore open her
coat, and broke into a normal smile in one fluent motion to reveal
normal black robes under the coat. SHe finished, half laughing,
"Watches?". The boys relaxed with an aggitaded look on each of their
faces.
"Hermione, that's getting really old," sighed Ron.
"Yeah, really," added Harry.
"C'mon boys, I'm just playing. Do you really think
I'd actually be naked under the jacket? Although, by the looks on your
faces, it sure appears as though you were hoping I was," Hermione broke
out into a smirk.
"Oh, sod off," pouted Ron, blushing furiously.
The common room was emty except for the three friends, which
was pretty normal for that late in the nite. The trio seemed to wound
up to turn into bed.
"Er...Wanna play a game of wizards chess, Harry?" questioned
Ron, obviously trying to change the subject.
"Thanks for including me Ron!!! Sure, I don't mind watching you
two play, bored outta my mind!" Her cheeks started turning rosey as
her voice continued to heighten in volume, and become more shrill.
"Um...er...um...well," stuttered Ron, taken aback.
Harry, quickly noticing Ron was in trouble stepped in.
"Hermione, we don't have to play wizards chess. We'll do something
that all three of us can do". Hermione seemed less tense after hearing
that reassurance.
"Good. What should we do?" she asked the boys curiouly. Little
did she know, the two boys were thinking the exact same thing, but
thought it better than to say out loud, because it was rather inapropiate
at this time. Completely normal, considering they are both 15 year old
boys.
"Erm...I dunno," they chimed in unison.
"Well, we could always study for year-end exams," she suggested
innocently.
"WHAT?! It's November, Hermione!" squaked Ron.
"Well, maybe we should just hit the sack and try and get some
sleep," suggested Harry, compromisingly.
Each nodded their heads and agreed that would be best. They
waved goodnite to each other and walked toward the dorms.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Wake up girl."
"mmmmm...wuh?"
"NOW!"
Hermione opened her eyes.
"Oh my Merlin!!!" she screamed.
She struggled as the stranger pulled her out and away from her
warm bed and dorm room.
"You can make this easy, or you can make it hard. You'll die
faster if you make it hard!"
He continued to pull her away from the common room.
Even in this drastic circumstance though, Hermione couldn't
help thinking that the stranger must have read HOGWARTS;A HISTORY,
because, he otherwise might have tried apparating, but he must have
known that you couldn't do that on Hogwarts grounds. Then she caught
herself, and thought, why would that be the first thing that comes to
mind right now? You need help Hermione, she thought, as he dragged her.
A/N: If I receive 5 or more reviews, I'll write the second chapter.
It's already written, I just need to get up off my lazy ass and type
it. But I'm not doing that without 5 reviews. So, if you want more,
review please! Thanks!
the queen of all, my hero, does. I'm madly jealous.
Please review, but constructive criticism please. Any flames will be
used to barbecue chicken for me and Oliver Woods engagement party.
Thank you! :)
Her eyes were halfed closed as she swung her hips back and forth
while walking towards the boys. Their bodies tensed as she tore a
path to them, holding her trenchcoat closed as tightly as possible,
as if she were hiding something.
She smiled sneakily, and the boys
smiled back nervous and weak. In a raspy, suggestive voice, she
purred, "Hi boys...would you like to buy some...". She tore open her
coat, and broke into a normal smile in one fluent motion to reveal
normal black robes under the coat. SHe finished, half laughing,
"Watches?". The boys relaxed with an aggitaded look on each of their
faces.
"Hermione, that's getting really old," sighed Ron.
"Yeah, really," added Harry.
"C'mon boys, I'm just playing. Do you really think
I'd actually be naked under the jacket? Although, by the looks on your
faces, it sure appears as though you were hoping I was," Hermione broke
out into a smirk.
"Oh, sod off," pouted Ron, blushing furiously.
The common room was emty except for the three friends, which
was pretty normal for that late in the nite. The trio seemed to wound
up to turn into bed.
"Er...Wanna play a game of wizards chess, Harry?" questioned
Ron, obviously trying to change the subject.
"Thanks for including me Ron!!! Sure, I don't mind watching you
two play, bored outta my mind!" Her cheeks started turning rosey as
her voice continued to heighten in volume, and become more shrill.
"Um...er...um...well," stuttered Ron, taken aback.
Harry, quickly noticing Ron was in trouble stepped in.
"Hermione, we don't have to play wizards chess. We'll do something
that all three of us can do". Hermione seemed less tense after hearing
that reassurance.
"Good. What should we do?" she asked the boys curiouly. Little
did she know, the two boys were thinking the exact same thing, but
thought it better than to say out loud, because it was rather inapropiate
at this time. Completely normal, considering they are both 15 year old
boys.
"Erm...I dunno," they chimed in unison.
"Well, we could always study for year-end exams," she suggested
innocently.
"WHAT?! It's November, Hermione!" squaked Ron.
"Well, maybe we should just hit the sack and try and get some
sleep," suggested Harry, compromisingly.
Each nodded their heads and agreed that would be best. They
waved goodnite to each other and walked toward the dorms.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Wake up girl."
"mmmmm...wuh?"
"NOW!"
Hermione opened her eyes.
"Oh my Merlin!!!" she screamed.
She struggled as the stranger pulled her out and away from her
warm bed and dorm room.
"You can make this easy, or you can make it hard. You'll die
faster if you make it hard!"
He continued to pull her away from the common room.
Even in this drastic circumstance though, Hermione couldn't
help thinking that the stranger must have read HOGWARTS;A HISTORY,
because, he otherwise might have tried apparating, but he must have
known that you couldn't do that on Hogwarts grounds. Then she caught
herself, and thought, why would that be the first thing that comes to
mind right now? You need help Hermione, she thought, as he dragged her.
A/N: If I receive 5 or more reviews, I'll write the second chapter.
It's already written, I just need to get up off my lazy ass and type
it. But I'm not doing that without 5 reviews. So, if you want more,
review please! Thanks!