A/n this is my first fan fic so it is going be bad. So review the story
and be honest. Please. I need to know which direction to be pointed in
with my fan fics. Thanks!
Wrong? Or Not So Wrong?
Willow, a sixth year Gryffindor, was sitting in the great hall having a warm breakfast of bacon, toast, and pumpkin juice. She was talking to her friends Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.
"Hermione, why do you always! Have to read. You practically read the entire library in our first year! What's left to read?" Ron said to Hermione in an annoyed, jokingly sort of way.
"Well, I am surprised you know the meaning of crack a book because you certainly have never done it. I have never even seen you read the homework assignments!! It amazes me sometimes at how you manage to pass your classes! So just because I have a hobby besides collecting silly chudley cannon toys and playing chess don't question me."
"Jeeze Hermione don't be so uptight. Are you reading How To Yell at People by Loudmouth... something." Ron couldn't think of the word.
"Real smooth Ron you have such a way with words" Hermione said smiling and going back to her book after taking a bit of her toast.
"Yeah, you really do Ron. Like yesterday in potions how you managed to babble Professor Snape the answer to his question and still no one understood you after you said it three times." Said Harry with a grin spreading on his face.
"Hey! That wasn't my fault! He really puts on pressure when he puts you on the spot light!" said Ron exasperatedly.
"He's right Harry. It's hard when he has the whole class is looking at you." Said Willow. She knew what it felt like. Snape called on Willow often because she liked looking out the window at the sky. Snape saw this and knew she wasn't paying attention hence the being called on often.
Just then Draco Malfoy walked by their table. His blonde hair hanging down over his eyes. His pale. But nice, skin, covered in his dark green, Slytherin robes. He glanced at Harry, Ron, and Willow. (Hermione still reading didn't notice) He went back to his table without a word although they could all tell he wanted to say something.
"Who was that? I know I have seen him before but I don't know his name." Said Willow in awe of him.
"That was Draco Malfoy. The scum had the nerve to walk by us." Said Ron angrily
"Wow." Whispered Willow. She could tell that her friends didn't like him... but Willow did. She liked his flow blonde hair over his brilliant eyes. She liked his pale but handsome skin. But what was she going to do? She was a Gryffindor. He was Slytherin.. Those two were not usually matched. Actually they were rivals. At everything!! The students, in quidditch, even the teachers. You could tell Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape didn't really meet eye to eye.
"But I will talk to him. I'll meet him. And we will get together..... I hope." Said Willow under her breathe
"What Willow? Did you say something?" Harry asked
"No nothing, so how's the book Hermione?" Willow said, quick to change the subject just in case Harry had heard her. No one could know just yet.
Wrong? Or Not So Wrong?
Willow, a sixth year Gryffindor, was sitting in the great hall having a warm breakfast of bacon, toast, and pumpkin juice. She was talking to her friends Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.
"Hermione, why do you always! Have to read. You practically read the entire library in our first year! What's left to read?" Ron said to Hermione in an annoyed, jokingly sort of way.
"Well, I am surprised you know the meaning of crack a book because you certainly have never done it. I have never even seen you read the homework assignments!! It amazes me sometimes at how you manage to pass your classes! So just because I have a hobby besides collecting silly chudley cannon toys and playing chess don't question me."
"Jeeze Hermione don't be so uptight. Are you reading How To Yell at People by Loudmouth... something." Ron couldn't think of the word.
"Real smooth Ron you have such a way with words" Hermione said smiling and going back to her book after taking a bit of her toast.
"Yeah, you really do Ron. Like yesterday in potions how you managed to babble Professor Snape the answer to his question and still no one understood you after you said it three times." Said Harry with a grin spreading on his face.
"Hey! That wasn't my fault! He really puts on pressure when he puts you on the spot light!" said Ron exasperatedly.
"He's right Harry. It's hard when he has the whole class is looking at you." Said Willow. She knew what it felt like. Snape called on Willow often because she liked looking out the window at the sky. Snape saw this and knew she wasn't paying attention hence the being called on often.
Just then Draco Malfoy walked by their table. His blonde hair hanging down over his eyes. His pale. But nice, skin, covered in his dark green, Slytherin robes. He glanced at Harry, Ron, and Willow. (Hermione still reading didn't notice) He went back to his table without a word although they could all tell he wanted to say something.
"Who was that? I know I have seen him before but I don't know his name." Said Willow in awe of him.
"That was Draco Malfoy. The scum had the nerve to walk by us." Said Ron angrily
"Wow." Whispered Willow. She could tell that her friends didn't like him... but Willow did. She liked his flow blonde hair over his brilliant eyes. She liked his pale but handsome skin. But what was she going to do? She was a Gryffindor. He was Slytherin.. Those two were not usually matched. Actually they were rivals. At everything!! The students, in quidditch, even the teachers. You could tell Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape didn't really meet eye to eye.
"But I will talk to him. I'll meet him. And we will get together..... I hope." Said Willow under her breathe
"What Willow? Did you say something?" Harry asked
"No nothing, so how's the book Hermione?" Willow said, quick to change the subject just in case Harry had heard her. No one could know just yet.