Authors Note: Alright, here I go. Please feel free to review, flamers will
be accepted.. but please, I've only just started and I'm trying! Honest!
Heh.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except maybe the plot and a few characters that I needed to improve my viewpoint of the wonderfully construed world of J.K. Rowling.
ON WITH THE FIC!
It was a clear day on September First, and the Hogwarts Express was rolling along through the hills of England towards Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry James Potter, a tall 17 year old, whose once lanky slim body had filled out after 6 years as Gryffindor Houses' star Seeker was glancing out of the window of the compartment he shared with his friends.
"Oi! Harry! Hello!" Harry's best friend Ron Weasley shouted, grinning. Ron was one of 7 children, all of whom had fiery red hair. "Pay attention man..we're not in Binns' class YET." Harry & Ron chuckled, while Harry's other best friend, Hermione Granger, attempted to look annoyed while a smile began to play at her lips.
"Sorry...I was just thinking." He replied sheepishly. Hermione nodded, smiling sweetly at him as Ron just rolled his eyes.
"You've been doing a lot of that lately, and frankly, I'm starting to get worried mate." Ron replied.
"RON!" Hermione exclaimed. "Really!"
Before Ron could retort, the compartment door opened and Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister, entered. "Hey guys!"
Hermione stood to give her good friend a tight hug. Harry looked at her and realized how much Ginny had changed over the years. When he had first met her, she was small, with short red hair, and an entirely innocent, babyish look about her. But now, he realized, although she was still short compared to him; her fiery red hair reached to her mid-back, her babyish look had turned more mature and there was still a hint of innocence in her eyes.
"Hey there Harry." Ginny said, grinning widely at him. Harry realized almost instantly he had been staring at her. His cheeks turned a slight pink.
"Ginny!" He smiled back, picking her up into his arms as he hugged her. As he placed her back onto the carpet of the train, he realized that her hair seemed even more fragrant than usual.
Ginny giggled and sat two seats over from Harry. 'He is so charming,' she thought to herself. 'Whoa there Virginia,' a voice shrieked inside her mind. 'That's Harry! Just Harry!'
Hermione had noticed Harry staring at Ginny and Ginny's giggling, and then noticed that Ron hadn't realized anything at all. Hermione looked from Harry to Ginny to Ron and back again and began to laugh.
They all raised their eyebrows at her, but she continued to laugh. "Really! You guys just CRACK ME UP!" Harry and Ron exchanged worried glances. "Well I have to go...Head Girl duties."
And with that, she flounced out of the compartment, continuing to laugh.
"You know, sometimes, she scares me." Ron said, still watching the door.
"Oh come on Ron!" Ginny exclaimed. "You know you fancy her..." Ron's head snapped back at her immediately.
"I WHAT?!" Harry couldn't help but laugh. He loved it when Ginny made Ron freak out. "Don't you tell me you agree with her, Potter! I'll hex you into next week!"
"Ronald," Ginny cut in. "You couldn't hex Harry into anything. Puuh- lease!" She giggled.
'She's got such a sweet giggle,' Harry thought. 'Wait where did THAT come from?'
"Anyways," She continued, "I see the way you are when the two of you are next to each other. You bodies are always turned towards each other. And your eyes have a sort of, twinkle, when you talk to her."
Ron turned towards Harry with a determined look on his face. "Is this true?"
Harry couldn't lie to him. "Yeah, it is Ron. And you tend to hang on her every word, too."
"Well she's a bloody genius! Shouldn't we listen to a genius?"
"Yes, but you hang onto her every word about EVERYTHING. As if all you want to do is listen to her voice."
'Well she does have a very melodic voice...not to mention she has an angelic look about her' Ron thought to himself. At that, he began to turn crimson.
"AHA!" Ginny cried. "Now you go visit that Prefect Compartment and you go ask her to be your girlfriend!" She stood up with a commanding air. "NOW!" She grabbed a strewn copy of The Daily Prophet and swatted his head with it. Ron hurried out of the compartment. Ginny turned onto Harry.
"And you..Mr. Potter." Ginny said mischievously. "Since I'm in such a matchmaking mood, what about you? Who's the object of your heart's every miniscule desire?"
Harry looked at her, admiring the way her eyes looked when they had a devilish look about them. He felt like pulling her into his arms, and running his hands through her wondrous hair.
But instead, he stammered. "Er..no one. At least not now."
Ginny did something neither of them, least of all Ginny, had ever expected. Ginny walked over and plopped onto his lap and placed her arms around his neck. "Come on Harry, " she whined. "There's got to be someone the Boy-Who-Lived fancies!"
Harry stared at her, feeling himself beginning to fall into the pools that were Virginia Weasley's eyes. Ginny stared back, biting her bottom lip. Ginny could feel Harry's arms snake themselves around her waist and she found herself leaning forward, closer to his face, closer to his mesmerizing green eyes, closer to his lips, when all of a sudden, the compartment door opened.
And there stood Hermione, blushing furiously at her two best friends. Harry & Ginny both broke out of their reverie and Ginny nearly leapt through the opening of the door. Harry stared after her, in an almost desiring daze.
"I knew something was going on between you!" She said, closing the door behind her.
"I..I dunno 'Mione. I don't know where this all came from! I mean, two months ago, she was Ginny Weasley, my best mates' little sister. And now, she's..she's...amazing." He buried his face in his hands.
"Did you tell her that?"
"No. Should I of?"
Hermione nodded sympathetically. "I wish Ron would've come out and said it."
"He didn't ask you then?"
She laughed. "No. But he tried. He really tried! He was stammering, and looking at the floor, and then he ran out of the compartment to somewhere near the head of the train, and, oh, it was just so cute."
Harry couldn't help but laugh. Ron really did like Hermione, after all. He thought that he liked Ginny, but he couldn't figure out where it all had come from.
"I figure I'd bring him to my Head Girl's room after the feast and ask him myself." She blushed.
"So you like him as well?" She nodded. "That's great 'Mione!" Harry hugged her and kissed her lightly on the head.
"You should ask Ginny, you know." Hermione replied.
"Yes, maybe. But not today. I want to sort out my feelings first. Make sure I really want her, you know?"
Hermione nodded and took his hand. "C'mon lover boy," Harry winced. "We've got a feast to catch!"
And with that, she led him out to the compartment and out of the train towards Hogwarts castle.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except maybe the plot and a few characters that I needed to improve my viewpoint of the wonderfully construed world of J.K. Rowling.
ON WITH THE FIC!
It was a clear day on September First, and the Hogwarts Express was rolling along through the hills of England towards Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry James Potter, a tall 17 year old, whose once lanky slim body had filled out after 6 years as Gryffindor Houses' star Seeker was glancing out of the window of the compartment he shared with his friends.
"Oi! Harry! Hello!" Harry's best friend Ron Weasley shouted, grinning. Ron was one of 7 children, all of whom had fiery red hair. "Pay attention man..we're not in Binns' class YET." Harry & Ron chuckled, while Harry's other best friend, Hermione Granger, attempted to look annoyed while a smile began to play at her lips.
"Sorry...I was just thinking." He replied sheepishly. Hermione nodded, smiling sweetly at him as Ron just rolled his eyes.
"You've been doing a lot of that lately, and frankly, I'm starting to get worried mate." Ron replied.
"RON!" Hermione exclaimed. "Really!"
Before Ron could retort, the compartment door opened and Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister, entered. "Hey guys!"
Hermione stood to give her good friend a tight hug. Harry looked at her and realized how much Ginny had changed over the years. When he had first met her, she was small, with short red hair, and an entirely innocent, babyish look about her. But now, he realized, although she was still short compared to him; her fiery red hair reached to her mid-back, her babyish look had turned more mature and there was still a hint of innocence in her eyes.
"Hey there Harry." Ginny said, grinning widely at him. Harry realized almost instantly he had been staring at her. His cheeks turned a slight pink.
"Ginny!" He smiled back, picking her up into his arms as he hugged her. As he placed her back onto the carpet of the train, he realized that her hair seemed even more fragrant than usual.
Ginny giggled and sat two seats over from Harry. 'He is so charming,' she thought to herself. 'Whoa there Virginia,' a voice shrieked inside her mind. 'That's Harry! Just Harry!'
Hermione had noticed Harry staring at Ginny and Ginny's giggling, and then noticed that Ron hadn't realized anything at all. Hermione looked from Harry to Ginny to Ron and back again and began to laugh.
They all raised their eyebrows at her, but she continued to laugh. "Really! You guys just CRACK ME UP!" Harry and Ron exchanged worried glances. "Well I have to go...Head Girl duties."
And with that, she flounced out of the compartment, continuing to laugh.
"You know, sometimes, she scares me." Ron said, still watching the door.
"Oh come on Ron!" Ginny exclaimed. "You know you fancy her..." Ron's head snapped back at her immediately.
"I WHAT?!" Harry couldn't help but laugh. He loved it when Ginny made Ron freak out. "Don't you tell me you agree with her, Potter! I'll hex you into next week!"
"Ronald," Ginny cut in. "You couldn't hex Harry into anything. Puuh- lease!" She giggled.
'She's got such a sweet giggle,' Harry thought. 'Wait where did THAT come from?'
"Anyways," She continued, "I see the way you are when the two of you are next to each other. You bodies are always turned towards each other. And your eyes have a sort of, twinkle, when you talk to her."
Ron turned towards Harry with a determined look on his face. "Is this true?"
Harry couldn't lie to him. "Yeah, it is Ron. And you tend to hang on her every word, too."
"Well she's a bloody genius! Shouldn't we listen to a genius?"
"Yes, but you hang onto her every word about EVERYTHING. As if all you want to do is listen to her voice."
'Well she does have a very melodic voice...not to mention she has an angelic look about her' Ron thought to himself. At that, he began to turn crimson.
"AHA!" Ginny cried. "Now you go visit that Prefect Compartment and you go ask her to be your girlfriend!" She stood up with a commanding air. "NOW!" She grabbed a strewn copy of The Daily Prophet and swatted his head with it. Ron hurried out of the compartment. Ginny turned onto Harry.
"And you..Mr. Potter." Ginny said mischievously. "Since I'm in such a matchmaking mood, what about you? Who's the object of your heart's every miniscule desire?"
Harry looked at her, admiring the way her eyes looked when they had a devilish look about them. He felt like pulling her into his arms, and running his hands through her wondrous hair.
But instead, he stammered. "Er..no one. At least not now."
Ginny did something neither of them, least of all Ginny, had ever expected. Ginny walked over and plopped onto his lap and placed her arms around his neck. "Come on Harry, " she whined. "There's got to be someone the Boy-Who-Lived fancies!"
Harry stared at her, feeling himself beginning to fall into the pools that were Virginia Weasley's eyes. Ginny stared back, biting her bottom lip. Ginny could feel Harry's arms snake themselves around her waist and she found herself leaning forward, closer to his face, closer to his mesmerizing green eyes, closer to his lips, when all of a sudden, the compartment door opened.
And there stood Hermione, blushing furiously at her two best friends. Harry & Ginny both broke out of their reverie and Ginny nearly leapt through the opening of the door. Harry stared after her, in an almost desiring daze.
"I knew something was going on between you!" She said, closing the door behind her.
"I..I dunno 'Mione. I don't know where this all came from! I mean, two months ago, she was Ginny Weasley, my best mates' little sister. And now, she's..she's...amazing." He buried his face in his hands.
"Did you tell her that?"
"No. Should I of?"
Hermione nodded sympathetically. "I wish Ron would've come out and said it."
"He didn't ask you then?"
She laughed. "No. But he tried. He really tried! He was stammering, and looking at the floor, and then he ran out of the compartment to somewhere near the head of the train, and, oh, it was just so cute."
Harry couldn't help but laugh. Ron really did like Hermione, after all. He thought that he liked Ginny, but he couldn't figure out where it all had come from.
"I figure I'd bring him to my Head Girl's room after the feast and ask him myself." She blushed.
"So you like him as well?" She nodded. "That's great 'Mione!" Harry hugged her and kissed her lightly on the head.
"You should ask Ginny, you know." Hermione replied.
"Yes, maybe. But not today. I want to sort out my feelings first. Make sure I really want her, you know?"
Hermione nodded and took his hand. "C'mon lover boy," Harry winced. "We've got a feast to catch!"
And with that, she led him out to the compartment and out of the train towards Hogwarts castle.