Okay this is my first chapter EVER. Hope you enjoy it :]

Chapter one: Bloody Owls

I can't take this anymore! If they don't send that bloody owl soon I just might combust! It's already almost two weeks before school starts again and I still haven't gotten my school letter. I'll bet Ron and Harry received theirs already,(although I wouldn't know because they haven't owled me all bloody summer!). I swear once I get my hands on those two they'll be begging for mercy before you can say, "Hogwarts: A History." But back to more important matter, WHY HASN'T MY LETTER COME YET!

"Hermione! Would you please keep it down up there? It's only 6 in the morning!" My mother yelled.

"Sorry mum!" Oops, did I think that out loud?

I heard a faint tapping at my window. I opened my window and a very handsome owl flew in and perched itself on my headboard. He dropped a letter on my pillow an looked up at me expectantly.

"Sorry but I don't seem to have any treats for you" I didn't purchase any since Harry and Ron decided to ignore me all summer.

He gave me a glare, pecked my finger, and flew out my window.

"Spoiled, rotten little bugger." I whispered to myself.

Seeing the letter was from Hogwarts, I slipped my finger under the seal excitingly to reveal any good news. I turned the envelope over and shook its contents onto my bed, a small silver badge, in the shape of Hogwarts crest, fell out. I brought it closer to get a better look at it, and crested at the very top were the words, "HEAD GIRL."

Not wanting to wake my parents up, or the neighbors at that, I sealed my mouth shut trying to muffle my squeals, and started jumping on my bed. I can't believe this. I can't believe that I, Hermione Granger am Head Girl at Hogwarts. I had my doubts. Especially after only receiving an Exceeding on my Divination O.W.L, I thought they would've given it to some Ravenclaw.

Ok this is beginning to be too much to bear, I can't hold my excitement in any longer.

"I'M HEAD GIRL!!!!!!!"

"HERMIONE!" Uh oh….

~*~

"Harry, Ronald, Ginny wake up! Your letters are here!" Mrs. Weaseley yelled from downstairs.

"Five more minutes." Ron muffled into his pillow.

"RONALD WEASELEY! I WILL NOT STAND FOR YOU TO EAT BREAKFAST COLD! Now you two get your rear ends down here and eat your breakfast immediately, so we can head off to Diagon Ally."

"Bloody hell your moms scary." Harry yawned while attempting to get out of bed.

"Yea well let's not keep her waiting unless you really want her to explode." Ron replied nervously. "Right" was Harry's only response.

"Mornin' boys." Ginny greeted them as they descended the stairs.

"Mornin'" Ron answered dully. As soon as Harry laid eyes on Ginny nothing could catch his attention. Even as Mrs. Weaseley set breakfast on the table. He only absentmindedly put food on his plate. His eyes couldn't leave her brilliant chocolate ones. Their staring contest went un-noticed and unbroken until Mrs. Weaseley sat Harry's Hogwarts letter in front of him. "Here you go Harry." Both Harry and Ginny's cheeks glowed bright red as they opened their letters.

"Should be expecting to get Head Boy aren't ya Harry?" Said Ron, mouth stuffed full of food.

"Sure Ron" Harry replied.

Harry slipped out his required objects paper and his welcoming letter, and shook the empty envelope.

"Wells there's nothing here saying anything about Head Boy."

The Weaseley kitchen shared many surprised faces.

"Harry, are you sure? Well then they must have made a mistake. You should run it by McGonagall when you get back." Mr. Weaseley reassured.

"I'm sure Mr. Weaseley that Hogwarts wouldn't make a mistake like that." Replied Harry

"Then who else could've gotten Head Boy?" Ginny curiously commented

"I'm not sure, but I'm pretty positive that Hermione received Head Girl." Ron implied

"Speaking of who, we haven't heard from her very much this summer."

"You haven't heard from her ALL summer Ronald." Ginny accused. "From what I've heard she's quite upset that you two haven't owled her at all. I wouldn't be surprised if you two get the short end of the stick when we return to school."

"Oh yea? And how would you know?" Ron asked quite offended.

"Because unlike you two insensitive morons I've continuously written to her all summer."

"She's kinda right Ron." Harry whispered as Ginny smirked knowingly.

"And just whose side are you on?" Ron's face and ears reddened in anger.

"I'm not taking sides Ron, I'm just agreeing to what is right."

"Well why do we always have to write first? She could owl first every once in a while."

"She hasn't got an owl Ron." Ginny added

By then the whole kitchen was cleared except for the three hot headed, arguing friends.

"So? She's of age now! She can apparate here faster than we can send an owl!"

"That's besides the pint Ronald!" Ginny shouted. "The pint is, you two haven't even given the slightest thought to write her this whole summer!" With that said Ginny stomped up stairs into her room and slammed the door.

"Well umm…so who do you think got Head Boy?" Harry asked Ron feeling slightly awkward.

"I don't know…are there any sausages left?"

~*~

"Goodbye my darlings! You three better stay out of trouble this year or you won't have a home to eat meals at! Do you hear me?" Mrs. Weaseley shouted over the trains roars. "Same thing goes for Hermione when you see her. Love you dearies, be sure to write!" Her voice faded as the train began to move forward.

"Blimey Harry, I don't think I'll be able to get my mothers cries outta me head all day!" Ron laughed.

"Don't worry Ron, I'm sure Hermione's yells will clear your mothers cries out."

"That is if she even speaks to you." Ginny commented as she came into the open compartment.

"Bloody hell Ginny! Next time you slide in un-noticed give us a warning! You scared the shit outta me!" Ron complained.

"Language Ronald." Hermione said coldly as she walked by their compartment.

"See she's still talking to us" Ron proved.

"If that's what you'd call talking." Ginny stated. "Well as much as I'd love to stay and chat with you buffoons, (she gave Ron a pointed look), I have other matters to attend to." She left but not before giving Harry one last glance before exiting the compartment.

"Harry, do you really think Hermione's goin to ignore us?" Ron asked.

"I don't know Ron but I do know she isn't very happy with us." To prove Harry's point Hermione came walking back up the isle, stopped in front of their compartment, gave each of the boys a glare, and slammed their door shut.

"Really, I would've never guessed."

~*~

Harry and Ron were staring at Hermione, who was speaking to Neville, as they walked to the carriages.

"Neville! It was great hearing from you this summer. It's good to see you again."

"Thanks Hermione. It was good talking to you to. Good to see you also."

They stopped listening as they got on the carriage.

"Geez Harry, even Neville bloody owled her this summer! We're the worst."

"Right you are Ron, I just hope whoever Head Boy is doesn't anger her any further, she'll probably take that out on us to. Maybe even bite our heads off."

"True, very true"

Harry and Ron both walked to the great hall nervously, while their stomachs grumbled awaiting the feast.

~*~

"The blimey gits didn't even deserve for me to sit with them, right Ginny?" Hermione asked, maybe regretting giving them the cold shoulder

"Of course Hermione! Don't second guess yourself on this one. They have one-hundred percent fault on this one. They bloody well had enough time to sit down and write to you." Ginny seemed to get worked up over the situation.

"Yea you're right. Thanks Ginny. I'm off to bed."

"Night mione'" Ginny yawned

'Yea' Hermione thought. The gits deserve not to be talked to. If they couldn't talk to me over the summer then I don't have to talk to them till I feel like it. Man I'm tired. I never thought ignoring people could be so tiring.

Walking up to the gargoyle she said "Pestering Peeves." She watched as the stone moved out of her way, then she ascended the stairs.

As she opened the door her chocolate brown eyes glared into stone, cold silver orbs.

(A/N)

Okay it didnt go as bad as I thought it would. I couldve been a bit longer though.

I messed up on the chapter title though its supposed to be: Bloody Owls not brown vs. silver thats the story title

thanks,

Pisano :]