I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
Dear Diary,
The days seem to fly when I was within her arms, I never wanted it to end. Its a long story but I fell in love, Ive never felt this way about someone before and honestly its was a bit frightening. It all started when my parents and I went on holiday to Northern France for the first four weeks of school break..
flash back
I was walking through the busy streets of Paris when I suddenly knocked into a tall figure, "Je suis pardon", I said in what was hopefully decent French. "It iz fine", said an angelic voice. It was only then that I looked up, she had beautiful long silver hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me she must of been 16/17. We made eye contact and I immediately new that it was love at first sight "Im He-Hermione Gra-Granger", I stuttered like lovestruck idiot.
" I am Fleur Delacour, you are a witch, non?", she said with so much grace that I was one again reduced to a stuttering idiot "wha- how- wh- huh?" was my incompetent reply. "Don't worry I am one too, I am also one quarter Veela so I could sense that you are a witch too", she said somewhat amused by my reaction. "would you like to go get some lunch", I could not believe I had said that, she would never be seen with a lanky 14 year old gir- "I would love to", she said surprising both her and I.
And thats how our friendship blossomed, though our friendship only lasted for a week.
Flashback
"Ermione", said a soft voice "Yes", I said hopefully not to eagerly. "Ermione, I really like you", said a very nervous Fleur. Here it goes I thought, no going back "thats really a pity Fleur because I think I love you", I squeaked. One second passed, Two seconds and then BAM! Our lips are crashing together. One week later we where a couple
I was so happy, that was until it dawned on me that I was in love with a girl and my parents would most likely kick me out if they found out.
flashback
The gay pride parade was playing on the TV when suddenly Mother turned it off, being the curious eight your old I was I couldn't help but ask "Why did you turn it off".
"because that filth doesn't belong in the home, Hermione if you turn out like that we will kick you out in the blink of an eye", answered hermione's 'Father'.
Shite, I was in a dilemma, I loved Fleur too much too let go and deep down I knew I would choose her over my 'Family'. I decided I would just sneak around with Fleur, and it worked well until my last day in France.
Flashback
Fleur and I where heatedly kissing when suddenly my 'Father', came out of the summer house and saw us. "Filth, you despicable little piece of filth get in the house this instance", he yelled at me , "and you", He said looking at Fleur with a glare that would make Snape wet his pants "I never want to see you again, you have ruined my daughter, she is now worth nothing and is trash", He said icily before dragging me inside.
I mouthed to Fleur 'It will be fine, go, I will owl you in a couple of days.', she sadly nodded before running in the direction of her house.
My parents no matter how much they hated me let me return to England with them, they haven't looked or spoke to me since the night before. When we walked inside my 'Mother' said,"Go pack your stuff, you have half an hour, then take 100 pounds, leave and never come back", she said with a stoic face. I packed all my pictures, my laptop, my cat Crookshanks, a couple clothes, all my books (thank merlin for shrinking spells) and 100 pounds. on my way outside my 'father' told me I was,"no daughter of his".
And now.. I have just walked on to Grilmuld Place, I am sad, cold, hungry and all alone.
Wish me luck
love Hermione
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I put my diary away and looked around in search of number 12.
"Hermione is that you", asked a voice in the distance, then everything went black.
should i continue?
first fanfic attempt I'm only 14 so sorry if theres any mistakes.