Jerk. Hypocrite. Another word for butt. I hate you…NOT.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter but I do own some of the plot I have made up for this story.
AN: the title might be misleading so let me clear it up. Hermione loves harry but he really is an asshole and a jerk and a hypocrite. Plus he hates her. Read on PLEASE! And feel free to scorn me on my inconsistent tenses. Also feel free to ask me questions on background info on my story or point out any mistakes I may have written because I don't read my work over so I don't know I may have a sentence that makes absolutely no sense. Again feel free to question any characteristics about any of the charcters I have made up such as Nathaniel and Paulina or anymore I will write about. Thank you for reading please review.
I don't know why but I love him. I mean, I know he's a jerk. I know he is an asshole. I know that he hates me, but still I love him…why? I ask myself that every day and my only answer so far is that I know what a good person he is inside and I know I can change him.
We used to be the best of friends, just like our parents. My mom and dad were dentists and doctors for the magical world and his were Aurors. My parents' names were Helen and Maxicadmus Granger. Harry's were Lily and James Potter. The four of them went to school together, Hogwarts and grew to be a family in seventh year along with James's group of Marauderers: Sirius, Remus, And Peter.
When time came to hide from Voldemort the six of them 10 people were hidden away in Godric's Hollow: Harry, Lily, James, Helen, Max, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Me (Hermione), and someone invisible. That person, if you can call him that, was Voldemort and he came and went as he wished with the help of Peter Pettigrew. Voldemort studied us and watched us converse with each other, making notes of our behavior and power. Harry and I especially. Furthermore, to the entire world it seemed as if the Dark Lord had disappeared from the face of the earth and with gossip collected by our spies within his ranks he was officially declared GONE FROM EARTH.
This fact led to our lowering of the Fidelius Charm. And going on with our lives completely and totally unaware that we were being watched by the one we had been hidden from. We lived in peace for the better part of fifteen years until Harry began getting very strange dreams. Both of our parents as well as Sirius and his wife, Amelia Bones-Black, and Remus and his wife, Sirius's cousin, Tonks were all extremely worried. In the end it turned out that Voldemort had been inside of Harry's head watching his life and listening to his thoughts while he was at Hogwarts since he wouldn't be able to go to Hogwarts with Dumbledore around. None of us know what went on in his head except that Voldemort had threatened to kill someone very close o his heart and everyone dear to that person. Apparently no one knows who but obviously Harry felt enough love for that one person to push Voldemort out of his brain and some how managed top kill him with his mind powered by love. The consequences though positive in some places led to Harry receiving a lightening-bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
With Voldemort gone and all of his loyal minions dying with him, Harry had gained the title Savior Of Mankind. Anyone who truly knows him knows that he hates this title and the fame that came to him all because of his connection with such a cruel and devilish soul.
After the Dark Lord's death everything seemed to go back to normal in our sixth year with the minor change of not having Peter around, but that seems to be the best. At school Sirius's adopted sixteen-year-old son Nathaniel and Remus and Tonks's thirteen-year-old daughter Paulina were the only people he would tolerate to be around with the exception of me. He told us everything from how bad he felt for killing Voldemort because it made him a murder before his auror parents became killers to how bad his loins felt after riding his broom this one time. Paulina and I turned bright red after that comment while Nathaniel was laughing his bloody head off. Apparently it was his idea to have Harry tell us that, just to see what we would do. Moreover, the only thing harry didn't tell regardless of being questioned about it a billion times was who Voldemort had threatened. Harry could sometimes get really moody and bad tempered and that scared Paulina away especially after he almost hexed her for simply coughing after having pneumonia. Although I had him apologize she couldn't be around us for more than twenty minutes before running away, all the while dragging Nathaniel with her. I guess just that isolation from him led them to dislike him greatly and led him to hate them.
Now that Harry hates me too I can't help but notice that although he is popular and continuously surrounded by herd of people he doesn't seem to have a new best friend or any close friends. He always sits at different places with different people and it really annoys because he was picking on me if I sat in a different place because apparently he liked the consistency. What a hypocrite. What a jerk. What an asshole. I hate him, not.