Hey everyone! Okay…this is my second fic and I'm not done with the first one, but for the record, I promise I won't stop writing it (this goes out to my loyal readers….both of you! lol) anyways….this is just a random idea I had and I couldn't find a way to fit it into my current fic….but enough about that…
Playing the Role
Chapter 1 – Missing Ya
Hermione swallowed and felt her ears pop on the plane as it slowly descended. She leaned her head against the plane window, listening to her mind's steady flow of consciousness. She smiled to herself – Hermione Granger never stopped thinking.
She was already far ahead of her peers. After she had found out that Hogwarts was requiring a study abroad credit, she had wasted no time in booking her flight to Boston and asking how she could earn extra points. No wonder some people find me annoying, she chuckled…I'm such a goody-goody…
The trip to Massachusetts had only been three weeks long, and she still had plenty of her summer left. She couldn't wait to get back to visit Harry and Ron at the Burrow; she absentmindedly fingered the sleeve of the t-shirt she had bought for Ron. She had had a hard time finding something for Harry, despite his request that "all he wanted were pictures of those hot American girls….pleeeease 'Mione?!" She had finally settled on just bringing back a penny. She had pierced a whole right above Abraham Lincoln's head and strung a black piece of yarn through it. She had figured it was something that Harry would wear…he was always interested in Muggle things, even though he already knew so much about them.
As the clouds gave away to faint hints of landscape, Hermione thought about her other plans for the summer. Along with her study abroad credit, she had also wanted to get her fine arts credit out of the way. She planned to get everything done before her seventh year started. That way, she could focus all year on studying for the NEWTs…she shivered with excitement. For her "fine art," she had chosen drama. She signed up to play a role in a wizard theater group hidden in London, but she had no idea what character she was playing. Oh well, it'll be exciting nonetheless…
She munched on her airline pretzels and twisted a lock of chocolate colored hair around her finger. She had gotten some products in Boston that had done wonders for her former mane. She was actually quite proud of the way the soft waves framed her face, which had tanned and thrown a splash of freckles across her nose from all the time she had spent walking around Newbury Street. Even despite her confidence in her appearance, however, Hermione was still desperate for acceptance. She couldn't help hoping that everyone would approve of her new façade. Why do I care so much? It's not like I have anyone to impress…Her small smile quickly changed to a thoughtful frown. No…I really don't have anyone do I? Oh well…no matter…maybe I'll meet someone this summer…
The plane had landed, and Hermione could see the familiar airport in London around her. She grabbed her carry-on and trekked to the gate entrance, where she dropped her coat and bag in surprise.
"Ron!?"
The tall redhead grinned and swept her up into a crushing hug, burying his face in her hair.
"Heard you needed a ride, milady." He took an exaggerated bow, extending his arm.
"Shall we?"
She giggled at his forced manners and surprised him by latching onto his arm. Her smile disappeared as she saw his look darken suddenly. She whipped around to follow his gaze, only seeing a retreating figure in a black cloak and several other passengers who she recognized from her flight.
"Ron? What is it?"
"Thought I saw someone I'm not too fond of," he muttered, before resuming his previous happy look. "You know, Hermione, we can't go yet…" He had a joking look on his face, and he had spoken too loudly for it to be normal. Hermione knew to expect another surprise.
"I SAID….WE CAN'T LEAVE NOW, HERMIONE!!" Ron called out.
Hermione snorted at his "cue" and looked around for the face she knew she would see.
"AUUGH!!" she shrieked, spinning around to find herself face-to-face with a grinning Harry Potter, pleased at the success of his tickle attack.
"Miss me?" he prompted, giving her his lopsided grin.
She wrapped him in the biggest hug she could with her slender arms. He laughed and offered his arm to her as she grabbed Ron's elbow again. Hermione Granger walked out of the airport a very happy witch. It's good to be home…
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Hey! So…yay my first chapter is done…please review…you know I would do it for you! I know this chapter wasn't very eventful, and I know you guys are waiting for conflict….no worries…I PROMISE it'll be in the next chapter…because I know that conflict creates interesting stories….no one likes to read happy fluff….well…sometimes I do…I dunno….depends what mood I'm in…anyways….
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