DISCLAIMER: The only thing I own is the ability to change the plot. The characters are, as everyone most likely says, "Unfortunately NOT mine"
I just wanted to say first of all there will be no Hermione-is-suddenly-gorgeous-and-UTTERLY-fashionable. I hate when people do that. Also my interpretation of Hermione won't be the whiner most people make her out to be. (When they have her do stuff she doesn't like). She never came across as that sort of character to me. I will warn you, I do like making Ron pine after her and making her to blind to see until too late. It manages to find it's way in every one of my Hermione FF so I thought I'd let you know.
This is not my first fan fiction and I'd like to say I'm slightly good at it (Compared to what my stories looked like 5 years ago, which I have NO idea if that's saying anything.) But I won't know until I get reviews.
This takes place in their 7th year, Disregard HBP and DH.
Excuse my ranting and PLEASE do enjoy my FF. R/R if you're feeling generous. :)
Hermione was pacing around Bill's room at the burrow. Since he wasn't here to use it, Mrs. Weasley had let her and Ginny actually have a room to themselves for the summer. It was mostly wasted since Hermione had spent most of her time in Ginny's room anyway.
They were leaving to catch the train in a few hours and Hermione had made sure to get up 2 hours ago to recheck her trunk and do a once over on the room. Just incase she left anything.
She fell back on the bed, thinking about a certain letter she nearly prayed would come.
Strangely, at that exact moment, Errol Flew right through the window and landed, no worse for wear, at Hermione's feet.
"Thank you Errol." She saw a thick envelope that surely weighed the poor bird down. She squealed with excitement and before she would completely forget, slid a treat into the expecting beak.
Hermione took a deep breath and held the letter to her chest. This must be it. It HAD to be. She tore the packaging open and nearly screamed, but thought better of it, as it was only 7 in the morning. The Head girl's badge seemed to gleam bright enough to light the room, in Hermione's point of view.
She place it in the knapsack containing her robes and hung it over her trunk. She skipped merrily to the boys room two floors below.
"Harry…..Ron….." When neither moved She coughed and pulled out her wand. "Aquamento"
Harry jolted up with a gasp as the cold water got him right in the face. Ron toppled out of his bed, revealing him to be in boxers and a jumper.
"HERMIONE!" They yelled in unison.
Hermione ignored them and surveyed their room. "You both haven't even packed! I knew I should wake you up! Happens every year!"
"Well you should've learned that by now and just not bothered…." Grumbled Ron, pulling a sheet over his exposed skin.
"Honestly you two, I don't know where you'd be without me." She let out an exasperated sigh and shot a scourigfy spell at the beds and floor. She didn't need Mrs. Weasley yelling about mildew.
"We'd be in bed, and not soaking wet 'Mione." Harry quipped, smirking at her.
Hermione laughed and sat on the edge of his bed. "Well don't you guys want to know what I got this morning?" She tried to hide the exxcitement but was not doing so well.
"Ummmm Head girl badge?" Ron said warily, worried it wasn't.
"YES!" She squealed, clasping her hands.
"We knew you would 'Mione" Harry smiled and pat her on the back.
"Yeah" Ron said, a smile on his face.
"In fact, I don't know who deserved it more than you." Ron said, a blush creeping onto his cheeks.
"Thanks guys" She smiled widely. "But… you still have to get up and pack."
She said the last part quickly and ducked just as Harry chucked a pillow her way. She laughed and hurried out of the room.
She ran up to the top floor to use the one bathroom with a bath. It happened to be right next to the Fred's room, so she decided she'd pop in and say Hi. Literally.
She apparated right on top of Fred's previously sleeping figure.
"OOF! OI WHO'S THERE.!" Cried Fred jolting upright and grabbing hold of the interloper. "I'd recognize those hips anywhere." He whispered huskily.
Hermione giggled and squealed as his flipped her over and straddled her. "Its fun popping about isn't it." Fred murmered.
Hermione stuck her tongue out at him, which Fred took the opportunity to lick messily. She laughed and turned her head away, hiding her tongue. "You nasty boy!"
"I thought that's why you love me!" He gasped, feigning shock.
Hermione shook her head and laughed once more. "I love you because I am so immature around you that it's scary." She smirked and ran a hand up his arm. "And yet….sooo mature at the same time."
Fred planted kissed up her neck, and hearing a muffled moan, continued past her chin, grazing her lips with his.
"We've played this game baby." She pulled his head down and kissed him passionately.
When they stopped for air, panting, Fred looked at her with an amused expression.
"You're usually so shy and reserved. What in Merlin's beard has gotten into you?" Seeing the look on her face he followed with, "I love this side of you of course."
She smiled and kissed his lips once more.
"You're looking at the new Head Girl of Hogwarts that's why."
"Oh the newly gained position is letting power get to your head?"
She swatted at him and flipped him over, Pinning his arm at his sides. "Maybe."
She took her wand out of the pocket of her pj bottoms. She muttered a locking spell and set her wand on Fred's bedside table.
"I hate my stick having to compete with your stick. It is not a fair fight." Fred muttered, not hiding his grin.
Hermione blushed profusely and buried her head against his chest, loosening her grip on his wrists. He took this as an invitation to move his hands to her. He ran them up and down her back. She propped her chin on his chest and stared up at his eyes.
"What will I do when we're apart." she sighed tucking her hands under his back.
"We'll have Hogsmeade visits and a lovely little thing called the shrieking shack." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at the last part.
Hermione blushed and looked down. Fred hugged her to him and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Whenever you're ready darling. And not a moment sooner."
She smiled happily up at him and gave him another kiss. "You need to get dressed." She giggled and kissed his bare chest.
"Killjoy." He grumbled, but his eyes were twinkling.
"Love you too. Now up, Molly will be making breakfast by now. I guarantee that Ronald isn't awake yet. And he'll need a good beating to help him." She grinned evilly.
Fred laughed and they both sat up. "Alright Herms, you give him a right good thwack in the head for me."
She narrowed her eyes. "You're lucky I love you because if any one else called me Herms I'd…"
Fred cut her off "Hex them into oblivion. But I'm WAYYY too special. Now go on and beat Ron senseless, I know George gives you his permission as well." He pulled her in for another long kiss. Hermione was afraid she would melt right then and there. Fred traced her lips with his tongue and jumped out of bed.
Hermione giggled then dissapperated before she could attack Fred with more kisses.
Hermione sighed happily, walking slowly down the stairs, thinking back on how all this had started 3 months ago…(Flashback, Screen goes whirly and fog rolls across Hermione's image, blacking her out. Tee hee. Sorry, couldn't help myself)
I've almost finished the Flasbcak but I thought I'd give it it's own chapter, hence a short first chapter. All i need is a review or two to keep going, so please review