Hermione Granger may be just a name to you. To other's however, there's a personality behind it. Sure, I may be top of every class at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but there's a side to me not even my mum knows.
I feel very alone sometimes. I grow wary of being called a ' mudblood' and a ' know-it-all'. After awhile you can't ignore the arrogant comments. Especially when they're constantly thrown at you from every angle day after day. My best friend, Ron Weasley, has even called me a ' know-it-all'. Great Wizards people! It's honestly not my fault I love to learn. Learning is my passion. I find comfort and confidence in my books. I sit up in my dorm for endless hours at night just running my eyes across the ghost white pages of an interesting novel by a Muggle author or perhaps a book on difficult charms from the library. I'm not one to brag but, I could probably graduate from Hogwarts now. My knowledge exceeds many of the seventh years. If it wasn't for that wretched boggart last year, I would've passed with flying colors. I gonestly can't believe I believed the Professor Boggart McGonagall. It was rediciulous and I was horrible embarrassed afterwards.
Now that I'm older, 14 to be exact, I've realized that I have a crush on Harry Potter. Yes, the Harry Potter. If you would've told me three years ago I would have fallen for Harry, I would've called you crazy. As for my feelings for Harry, I'm almost positive his and mine aren't mutual. I have no clue how he feels about me thought I wish I did. There's a nasty nagging feeling in the back of my mind saying, "He likes Cho Chang. Why would he even go out with a bossy, prissy, little know-it-all like you?". That's about the time I shut myself in my dorm and cry. I ball my eyes out.
I'm under so much stress from my parents to do my best and to be at the top. Sometimes I just want to scream. If my GPA(Muggle for grades) drops even a hundredth of a point, my mum and dad are hounding me like a hawk stalking its prey. It's so nervewracking I fell like I'm to go mad. Don't get me wrong. My parents treat me humainly but the stress is unbelievable. I have a talent for biting off more than I can chew. A prime example is my thirkd year at Hogwarts. I was running in circles and when exams came around, aye aye aye, it was terrible! I've learned my lesson. I feel my parents lost faith in me when I started attending Hogwarts. It's almost like they don't trust me to get things done. I get an owl from mym everyday checking up on me and the first question always is is all your work done? Every single day. And she knows ruddy well that my work's always done early! Great Wizards woman, get off my back! Oy, this Muggle basketball game is giving me a headache. I'll turn off the radio. Dad won't mind, he's out like a light. I love my family bunches but they need to give me some space and realize I'm doing just fine. And I need to get it through my mind that I'm just a kid and I need to enjoy it while I still can before I graduate from Hogwarts and lose all the happiest memories of my life.
A/N:This one turned out better than "Being Mrs. Malfoy" but it's still a flamer. I think I'll do Gilderoy Lockhart next to break my depression streak~lol~.I did Hermione cuz her and I are so much alike it's not even funny.
**Disclaimer:All characters mentioned belong to Ms. Joanne K. Rowling
I feel very alone sometimes. I grow wary of being called a ' mudblood' and a ' know-it-all'. After awhile you can't ignore the arrogant comments. Especially when they're constantly thrown at you from every angle day after day. My best friend, Ron Weasley, has even called me a ' know-it-all'. Great Wizards people! It's honestly not my fault I love to learn. Learning is my passion. I find comfort and confidence in my books. I sit up in my dorm for endless hours at night just running my eyes across the ghost white pages of an interesting novel by a Muggle author or perhaps a book on difficult charms from the library. I'm not one to brag but, I could probably graduate from Hogwarts now. My knowledge exceeds many of the seventh years. If it wasn't for that wretched boggart last year, I would've passed with flying colors. I gonestly can't believe I believed the Professor Boggart McGonagall. It was rediciulous and I was horrible embarrassed afterwards.
Now that I'm older, 14 to be exact, I've realized that I have a crush on Harry Potter. Yes, the Harry Potter. If you would've told me three years ago I would have fallen for Harry, I would've called you crazy. As for my feelings for Harry, I'm almost positive his and mine aren't mutual. I have no clue how he feels about me thought I wish I did. There's a nasty nagging feeling in the back of my mind saying, "He likes Cho Chang. Why would he even go out with a bossy, prissy, little know-it-all like you?". That's about the time I shut myself in my dorm and cry. I ball my eyes out.
I'm under so much stress from my parents to do my best and to be at the top. Sometimes I just want to scream. If my GPA(Muggle for grades) drops even a hundredth of a point, my mum and dad are hounding me like a hawk stalking its prey. It's so nervewracking I fell like I'm to go mad. Don't get me wrong. My parents treat me humainly but the stress is unbelievable. I have a talent for biting off more than I can chew. A prime example is my thirkd year at Hogwarts. I was running in circles and when exams came around, aye aye aye, it was terrible! I've learned my lesson. I feel my parents lost faith in me when I started attending Hogwarts. It's almost like they don't trust me to get things done. I get an owl from mym everyday checking up on me and the first question always is is all your work done? Every single day. And she knows ruddy well that my work's always done early! Great Wizards woman, get off my back! Oy, this Muggle basketball game is giving me a headache. I'll turn off the radio. Dad won't mind, he's out like a light. I love my family bunches but they need to give me some space and realize I'm doing just fine. And I need to get it through my mind that I'm just a kid and I need to enjoy it while I still can before I graduate from Hogwarts and lose all the happiest memories of my life.
A/N:This one turned out better than "Being Mrs. Malfoy" but it's still a flamer. I think I'll do Gilderoy Lockhart next to break my depression streak~lol~.I did Hermione cuz her and I are so much alike it's not even funny.
**Disclaimer:All characters mentioned belong to Ms. Joanne K. Rowling