Chapter One: Hermione? Prefect? Really? Big surprise.
A/N: Ah, the fresh smell of a new romantic/comedy story written by no one other than me. I love Hr/D stories myself! I hope you like mine and this is another attempt to be funny (ha!). Also, please go check out my story When Your Eyes Say It (it's a lily/james fic). Bye!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter (but I'm wishing that I do). If I did, I wouldn't be writing this story and wouldn't be on my butt sitting all day. I would be in a big mansion and have pay ANOTHER person to write this story.
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"Mum! My Prefect letter is here!" shouted Hermione Granger. She quickly unfolded it and read:
Dear Ms. Granger,
We are glad to accept you as an official Hogwarts Prefect. I am sure that you will fulfill your duties and responsibilities with great care. We have enclosed your Prefect badge. Have a nice summer.
Yours sincerely,
Professor M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
In the other envelope Hermione found her usual books list. She put her Prefect badge on her shirt and grinned. She had been hoping for so long to become a Prefect or maybe even Head Girl. Hermione had grown a lot over the summer. For one thing, she was taller and her bushy hair wasn't so. . .bushy anymore. She had mastered the art of using a straightener. Hermione looked at her calender. She would be going to the Burrow the next day. She had already packed all of her robes and school supplies. She sat down on her bed and looked out the window. Hedwig was flying to her windowsill. Hermione got up and opened her window. Hedwig perched herself. Hermione took the letter from Hedwig and read:
Dear Mione,
How's your summer? Mine has been OK. Unbelievably, the Dursleys have been much nicer to me. Maybe it's because I'm a practically full-grown wizard. Or, maybe it's because I've got a convicted 'murderer' as a Godfather. The Dursleys are going to Jamaica next week. They said they were going to leave me at Mrs. Figg. I think they forgot she went to vacation in Ireland (to get away from the Dursleys, of course). Hope to see you at the Burrow tomorrow.
Harry
Hermione quickly scribbled back a response and sent it with Hedwig (seeing she didn't have an owl). She wondered if Harry had been made a Prefect. Hermione got the Prefect envelope. She was so excited before that she had failed to see another piece of parchment inside. She looked at it and read:
This is a list of other students who have been made Prefects.
Hannah Abbott
Seamus Finnigan
April Jameson
Ronald Weasley
Susan Bones
Harry Potter
Kyla Krantz
Bradley Moore
Both of Hermione's best friends had been made Prefects. Hermione wasn't surprised that Harry had been made Prefect. But RON? Ron always asked to copy her homework, got loads of points taken from Gryffindor, had lots of fights with Malfoy, and swore a lot. Despite that, Hermione kind of liked him. No, wait, of course she didn't! They were best friends. They couldn't be a couple. . .they just couldn't be. 7:30 pm. Hermione quickly walked downstairs, a big grin on her face.
"Mum! Didn't you hear me before?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, sorry honey. I was making my world famous pot roast and grilled vegetables," said Mrs. Granger, "We also have some bouillabaisse, garlic bread, and tomato soup. And for dessert, a chocolate mousse with five layers of five different chocolates." Hermione's mouth watered but she couldn't help but wonder,
"What's the special occasion?" Mrs. Granger looked over at her and smiled.
"Well, you're leaving tomorrow and I won't see you until Christmas break." Hermione nodded and got some water. She sat down at the kitchen table.
"Well, anyway. I'm a Prefect!" exclaimed Hermione. Her Mum gave her a big hug.
"I'm so proud of you!" said Alyssa (Hermione's Mum). Hermine's Dad was away on business in Guam. He would be coming back on September 10th. After she ate the big dinner, Hermione went back up to her room. She laid down on her bed and started listening to the WWN (to find out what that is, read GoF). She opened up The Ministry of Magic: Secrets, Branches, and Ministers. She started reading page 503 but she soon got tired. She turned off the WWN and closed the book. Her Prefect letter and list were still on her bed. She placed it on her desk and climbed into her bed. What Hermione didn't know that there was another name on the list. The name read Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: Yeah, I know. . .boring, right? Well, it was only the first chapter (yes, I know you were the terror would be over). It was only the whole Prefect 'introduction'. And if you were wise (or just really bored), you would read the other chapters (as soon as I get them posted, of course). Read and review (if you wish. . .HAHAHAHA . .Alright then.)
A/N: Ah, the fresh smell of a new romantic/comedy story written by no one other than me. I love Hr/D stories myself! I hope you like mine and this is another attempt to be funny (ha!). Also, please go check out my story When Your Eyes Say It (it's a lily/james fic). Bye!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter (but I'm wishing that I do). If I did, I wouldn't be writing this story and wouldn't be on my butt sitting all day. I would be in a big mansion and have pay ANOTHER person to write this story.
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"Mum! My Prefect letter is here!" shouted Hermione Granger. She quickly unfolded it and read:
Dear Ms. Granger,
We are glad to accept you as an official Hogwarts Prefect. I am sure that you will fulfill your duties and responsibilities with great care. We have enclosed your Prefect badge. Have a nice summer.
Yours sincerely,
Professor M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
In the other envelope Hermione found her usual books list. She put her Prefect badge on her shirt and grinned. She had been hoping for so long to become a Prefect or maybe even Head Girl. Hermione had grown a lot over the summer. For one thing, she was taller and her bushy hair wasn't so. . .bushy anymore. She had mastered the art of using a straightener. Hermione looked at her calender. She would be going to the Burrow the next day. She had already packed all of her robes and school supplies. She sat down on her bed and looked out the window. Hedwig was flying to her windowsill. Hermione got up and opened her window. Hedwig perched herself. Hermione took the letter from Hedwig and read:
Dear Mione,
How's your summer? Mine has been OK. Unbelievably, the Dursleys have been much nicer to me. Maybe it's because I'm a practically full-grown wizard. Or, maybe it's because I've got a convicted 'murderer' as a Godfather. The Dursleys are going to Jamaica next week. They said they were going to leave me at Mrs. Figg. I think they forgot she went to vacation in Ireland (to get away from the Dursleys, of course). Hope to see you at the Burrow tomorrow.
Harry
Hermione quickly scribbled back a response and sent it with Hedwig (seeing she didn't have an owl). She wondered if Harry had been made a Prefect. Hermione got the Prefect envelope. She was so excited before that she had failed to see another piece of parchment inside. She looked at it and read:
This is a list of other students who have been made Prefects.
Hannah Abbott
Seamus Finnigan
April Jameson
Ronald Weasley
Susan Bones
Harry Potter
Kyla Krantz
Bradley Moore
Both of Hermione's best friends had been made Prefects. Hermione wasn't surprised that Harry had been made Prefect. But RON? Ron always asked to copy her homework, got loads of points taken from Gryffindor, had lots of fights with Malfoy, and swore a lot. Despite that, Hermione kind of liked him. No, wait, of course she didn't! They were best friends. They couldn't be a couple. . .they just couldn't be. 7:30 pm. Hermione quickly walked downstairs, a big grin on her face.
"Mum! Didn't you hear me before?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, sorry honey. I was making my world famous pot roast and grilled vegetables," said Mrs. Granger, "We also have some bouillabaisse, garlic bread, and tomato soup. And for dessert, a chocolate mousse with five layers of five different chocolates." Hermione's mouth watered but she couldn't help but wonder,
"What's the special occasion?" Mrs. Granger looked over at her and smiled.
"Well, you're leaving tomorrow and I won't see you until Christmas break." Hermione nodded and got some water. She sat down at the kitchen table.
"Well, anyway. I'm a Prefect!" exclaimed Hermione. Her Mum gave her a big hug.
"I'm so proud of you!" said Alyssa (Hermione's Mum). Hermine's Dad was away on business in Guam. He would be coming back on September 10th. After she ate the big dinner, Hermione went back up to her room. She laid down on her bed and started listening to the WWN (to find out what that is, read GoF). She opened up The Ministry of Magic: Secrets, Branches, and Ministers. She started reading page 503 but she soon got tired. She turned off the WWN and closed the book. Her Prefect letter and list were still on her bed. She placed it on her desk and climbed into her bed. What Hermione didn't know that there was another name on the list. The name read Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: Yeah, I know. . .boring, right? Well, it was only the first chapter (yes, I know you were the terror would be over). It was only the whole Prefect 'introduction'. And if you were wise (or just really bored), you would read the other chapters (as soon as I get them posted, of course). Read and review (if you wish. . .HAHAHAHA . .Alright then.)