CHAPTER 1
By Rikks
SEMI IMPORTANT: I had to re-upload the first four chapters of this story after they were originally uploaded because for some reason it wasn't showing up in the searches. I added a review of my own which have the old reviews on it so you can see what others have thought about it so far.. kinda confusing but you'll see. THIS STORY WAS ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 8-11-03
A/N- This is 6th year HP, but just ignore book 5 for this fic because if I based my fic as if that book had happened, it would be too complicated. So yeah.. actually, you can pretend Cedric didn't even die in book 4 if you wish. Now to explain something else... in the real book I love the Ron/Hermione pairing (I love Ron), but I've read some fics that make me like the Hermione/Draco pairing in the fic world.. so here is my attempt. (P.S. Book 5 was great wasn't it??!!)
Also, I wrote this a while ago at,like, 3 in the morning so some of it is really... bad/weird. Don't mind it. I'll try to make it better later on.
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"Ron, aren't you finished with that potions essay yet?" Hermione exasperatingly said. Ron, having written an inch of the required foot long essay awoke from a stupor. "What are you talking about?! I'm almost finished!" he insisted while slapping his hand on the parchment.
This was when Ron looked down and saw how much he'd actually written. He blushed slightly but quickly came up with, "Well it's not due for two days anyway, I don't see why you're making us do this now!" Harry, who was sitting next to Ron and working on the same paper, gave him a sympathetic look. "Why does Hermione make us do anything early? To help us... in her own twisted way." "Oh, you two sound as if I'm actually forcing your hands to write words onto the paper... besides, it's not EARLY Harry. You should have done it yesterday when it was assigned."
Hermione sighed. These two would never learn. She had a feeling she would have to be helping them all throughout the rest of Hogwarts. And what with NEWTs coming up only next year...
"Look, whether you finish or not is none of my business... either you fail or you don't. Either way, I'm going to bed seeing as it's past eleven o' clock." With this she stomped away, leaving the two boys to their work. As she climbed the stairs to the girls' dormitories however, she chanced a quick look back to see if they were working. She heard Ron say, "Honestly, I don't see the point. NEWTs are still ages away," but saw him continue working nonetheless. And so, satisfied, Hermione went up to her dorm.
The next day she woke up to sunlight streaming through her window. It was Thursday, so their first class was Charms. She got up and threw on her school robes. She then quickly ran a brush through her hair and bounced downstairs. Harry and Ron were already there waiting for her. "Jeez, finally up? We thought you were going to make us miss breakfast," complained Ron, though he smiled at her as a greeting first.
Hermione didn't know about Ron these days. At one point, she thought he liked her, though she was unsure of her own true feelings. Harry, however, had always been just a good friend, nothing more. Hermione had silently thanked Harry for that, because the whole Ron thing was a bit confusing. She had enough to worry about, what with keeping up her grades and all. It seemed to be over though, as Ron hadn't expressed jealousy towards other boys asking Hermione out for quite some time now. Maybe it was because he knew she always turned them down ("I don't have time for a relationship right now"), but then again, maybe he never had feelings for her after all.
Hermione shook the thoughts from her head and led the way down to the Great Hall.
_______________________________________________________________________ A/N- K, ya well hoped you liked it. A bit short though it is, the whole story isn't going to be the longest thing in the world either because whenever I start REALLY long stories, I never finish... heehee. Don't let that stop you from reading this one though! Wow, that's short... Oh well, I'll try to post up another soon.
Also sorry if there are any typos... I'm too lazy to fix them if there are.
And about the language.. I've read things from people who are like, "I hate it when people don't use proper British terms when writing Harry Potter fics because HP is based in England and people should recognize that." Well, sucks for you all because I'm not going to try really hard to sound English cuz it'll just be.. weird. I am an American after all and therefore, I speak Americanly... (x.x word choice?) Every so often it might sound correct, though, because I've gotten into the habit of speaking semi- British anyway...
Ya.. well please review!!
-RIKKU
By Rikks
SEMI IMPORTANT: I had to re-upload the first four chapters of this story after they were originally uploaded because for some reason it wasn't showing up in the searches. I added a review of my own which have the old reviews on it so you can see what others have thought about it so far.. kinda confusing but you'll see. THIS STORY WAS ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 8-11-03
A/N- This is 6th year HP, but just ignore book 5 for this fic because if I based my fic as if that book had happened, it would be too complicated. So yeah.. actually, you can pretend Cedric didn't even die in book 4 if you wish. Now to explain something else... in the real book I love the Ron/Hermione pairing (I love Ron), but I've read some fics that make me like the Hermione/Draco pairing in the fic world.. so here is my attempt. (P.S. Book 5 was great wasn't it??!!)
Also, I wrote this a while ago at,like, 3 in the morning so some of it is really... bad/weird. Don't mind it. I'll try to make it better later on.
_______________________________________________________________________
"Ron, aren't you finished with that potions essay yet?" Hermione exasperatingly said. Ron, having written an inch of the required foot long essay awoke from a stupor. "What are you talking about?! I'm almost finished!" he insisted while slapping his hand on the parchment.
This was when Ron looked down and saw how much he'd actually written. He blushed slightly but quickly came up with, "Well it's not due for two days anyway, I don't see why you're making us do this now!" Harry, who was sitting next to Ron and working on the same paper, gave him a sympathetic look. "Why does Hermione make us do anything early? To help us... in her own twisted way." "Oh, you two sound as if I'm actually forcing your hands to write words onto the paper... besides, it's not EARLY Harry. You should have done it yesterday when it was assigned."
Hermione sighed. These two would never learn. She had a feeling she would have to be helping them all throughout the rest of Hogwarts. And what with NEWTs coming up only next year...
"Look, whether you finish or not is none of my business... either you fail or you don't. Either way, I'm going to bed seeing as it's past eleven o' clock." With this she stomped away, leaving the two boys to their work. As she climbed the stairs to the girls' dormitories however, she chanced a quick look back to see if they were working. She heard Ron say, "Honestly, I don't see the point. NEWTs are still ages away," but saw him continue working nonetheless. And so, satisfied, Hermione went up to her dorm.
The next day she woke up to sunlight streaming through her window. It was Thursday, so their first class was Charms. She got up and threw on her school robes. She then quickly ran a brush through her hair and bounced downstairs. Harry and Ron were already there waiting for her. "Jeez, finally up? We thought you were going to make us miss breakfast," complained Ron, though he smiled at her as a greeting first.
Hermione didn't know about Ron these days. At one point, she thought he liked her, though she was unsure of her own true feelings. Harry, however, had always been just a good friend, nothing more. Hermione had silently thanked Harry for that, because the whole Ron thing was a bit confusing. She had enough to worry about, what with keeping up her grades and all. It seemed to be over though, as Ron hadn't expressed jealousy towards other boys asking Hermione out for quite some time now. Maybe it was because he knew she always turned them down ("I don't have time for a relationship right now"), but then again, maybe he never had feelings for her after all.
Hermione shook the thoughts from her head and led the way down to the Great Hall.
_______________________________________________________________________ A/N- K, ya well hoped you liked it. A bit short though it is, the whole story isn't going to be the longest thing in the world either because whenever I start REALLY long stories, I never finish... heehee. Don't let that stop you from reading this one though! Wow, that's short... Oh well, I'll try to post up another soon.
Also sorry if there are any typos... I'm too lazy to fix them if there are.
And about the language.. I've read things from people who are like, "I hate it when people don't use proper British terms when writing Harry Potter fics because HP is based in England and people should recognize that." Well, sucks for you all because I'm not going to try really hard to sound English cuz it'll just be.. weird. I am an American after all and therefore, I speak Americanly... (x.x word choice?) Every so often it might sound correct, though, because I've gotten into the habit of speaking semi- British anyway...
Ya.. well please review!!
-RIKKU