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brothers of Hermione! Just thought you'd like to know.
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"Wake up Mione! Come on, Mum's waiting for you, there are guests! Mioneeee!" "Lemme sleep, I'm tired, YOU didn't have to run yesterday! Damn, those 3 last miles were a bit too much I'm afraid. NOW LET ME SLEEP!!!" Hermione Catherine Snape turned around and chucked her pillow out of her brother's hands, while yawning. "I'm not coming down Jay, sorry to say it, but it's the bloody truth! Now, if you would be so kind to leave my room? Thank you!" "Don't say I didn't warn you! But okay, I'll leave." She heard a door slam shut and she sighed. God, that bed was just too good to be true! She dozed off and didn't hear the door open to reveal a 19-year old boy who was mentioning two other boys to keep quiet. What she DID feel, was a large bucket of icecold water that was splashed all over her, with as reaction an ear-piercing "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What the bloody hell! Who.?!? Wait 'til I get my hands on you!" She jumped out off bed and ran after her brothers, who were all laughing like mad while trying to keep up the pace, because nobody in their right minds wanted to be around when Hermione 'Tomboy' Snape was angry. They ran through a big staircase and almost jumped down the stairs in order to stay away from the banshee that was following them. "Ooooh, they are going to pay for this one, just they wait." She slipped and fell on the bar of the stairs (you know that bar where you normally have to hold on? That one!), which she thought was pretty good, because she now was going down much quicker. What she didn't found that good, was the fact she was gliding down very fast, and that she couldn't find a way to stop her from crashing in the guests of her mother that were waiting down the stairs, standing there being unaware of a human racket that crashed on them. NOW! "Ouch! Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to do that, sorry!" Hermione stood up and offered her hand to a man that had blond, long hair. Hold it, long blond hair? "Uncle Lucius! No way, you guys here? Now I REALLY didn't mean to fall on you like that! Not that I would've meant it other wise (with a fast gaze at her mother who was starting to look like a dragon, ready to fire all her energy away). Hi aunt Cissa, you look lovely! Hey Draco, what's up? I-" "Young lady, that is quite enough! I've had enough of your wild acts! Your father and brothers might think that this is oh so funny and amusing, but I have never been so humiliated before! It is time to take matters in my own hands I'm afraid!" Veronica Blackhawn-Snape, also known for her temper, breezed. She grew even more redder when she noticed her respective husband and eight sons peeking into the hall, trying to stifle their laughter. She then decided that there was only one solution, only one person who would be able to control her fierce daughter, and she decided she would do the one thing she should have done in the beginning. "I'm sending you to Marie-Rose, Hermione Catherine Snape!" Immediately it was silent, hell you could even hear the grass grow (with a little imagination that is). "Marie-Rose? You wouldn't do that, would you? Mom, come on, you're kidding, right? Please mom, it isn't funny any more, that isn't a good joke." "Who said it was a joke? I'm meaning every word of it! Severus, go Floo Marie, and don't you look at me like that! And boys, go inside and eat your breakfast! There is nothing to see here anymore!" "Mom, no! And for how long? We would present us at the Ministry Ball again, you know that! And I'm feeling perfectly fine as I am without having a major make-over by Marie-Rose! She would even learn me some new etiquette- rules if there was time enough! Which there isn't, right?" Marie-Rose Du Granier was an eccentric woman who was currently the boss of the most respected beauty-salon in whole Europe, if not whole the world. And she had tried to give Hermione a make-over a couple of years ago. Which had failed, as Hermione had escaped out of the salon after 20 minutes of pure torture (think manicure, pedicure and that kind of things), or so she claimed. "There is most certainly time enough to learn you all the rules that there are to find, as I'm sending you there from this day until the Ministry Ball, which is within 2 months. Ah, there you are Severus! I may hope you have been able to contact Marie-Rose?" "Yes Veronica, but please, over think what you are doing. Do you really want our daughter to change? She is fine to me the way she is!" "Don't you begin too Severus Snape! And she IS leaving on this moment! We will send your suitcases after you Hermione, although. It might be better if you just bought a new garderobe with Marie to guide you. Yes, I'll think I'll let her handle this. Now honey (earning a cringe of Hermione), stop glaring at me like that and say goodbye to your brothers, father, uncle and aunt!" "Yes Mother. (collective gasp of all the overhearing people in the hall - Hermione Snape doesn't say Mother until she is officially pissed off.)But let me say one thing to you: don't you even think for one moment that you can change me like that!" She briefly said her goodbyes but ignored her mother completely, and Severus sighed: he would miss his only daughter, and his wife would too, even if she didn't think so on this moment. "Uncle Lucius? Would you mind saying my goodbyes to Draco, as I can't do it properly?" "Off course dear, now have a good time! Or have the best time you can make off it, for that matter." "I sure will Uncle." She walked to the fire and grabbed some Floopowder. "Marie-Rose!" Everybody looked at Veronica who was standing there, looking around whilst earning some more glares. "What? Don't look at me like that! It's only the best for her, and you know it! Now, get going, all of you! I'm sorry Lucius, Narcissa but I'm afraid we're having a little family-problem here. But please, come back any time you like!" "Off course we will Veronica. Now if you excuse us, we'll be going home then. Good day all of you!" and with that, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy left. Veronica sighed. Her daughter had just left, and already she wanted to call her back and apologize. But not this time, she thought grimly, this time it will be for her own good. And for mine. she couldn't help but think.
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Soooooooooo. what do you guys think? Please, don't be too hard, it's only my first fic! And I don't even speak or write English frequently! Any way, R&R please! Camillekiss
ENJOY!
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"Wake up Mione! Come on, Mum's waiting for you, there are guests! Mioneeee!" "Lemme sleep, I'm tired, YOU didn't have to run yesterday! Damn, those 3 last miles were a bit too much I'm afraid. NOW LET ME SLEEP!!!" Hermione Catherine Snape turned around and chucked her pillow out of her brother's hands, while yawning. "I'm not coming down Jay, sorry to say it, but it's the bloody truth! Now, if you would be so kind to leave my room? Thank you!" "Don't say I didn't warn you! But okay, I'll leave." She heard a door slam shut and she sighed. God, that bed was just too good to be true! She dozed off and didn't hear the door open to reveal a 19-year old boy who was mentioning two other boys to keep quiet. What she DID feel, was a large bucket of icecold water that was splashed all over her, with as reaction an ear-piercing "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What the bloody hell! Who.?!? Wait 'til I get my hands on you!" She jumped out off bed and ran after her brothers, who were all laughing like mad while trying to keep up the pace, because nobody in their right minds wanted to be around when Hermione 'Tomboy' Snape was angry. They ran through a big staircase and almost jumped down the stairs in order to stay away from the banshee that was following them. "Ooooh, they are going to pay for this one, just they wait." She slipped and fell on the bar of the stairs (you know that bar where you normally have to hold on? That one!), which she thought was pretty good, because she now was going down much quicker. What she didn't found that good, was the fact she was gliding down very fast, and that she couldn't find a way to stop her from crashing in the guests of her mother that were waiting down the stairs, standing there being unaware of a human racket that crashed on them. NOW! "Ouch! Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to do that, sorry!" Hermione stood up and offered her hand to a man that had blond, long hair. Hold it, long blond hair? "Uncle Lucius! No way, you guys here? Now I REALLY didn't mean to fall on you like that! Not that I would've meant it other wise (with a fast gaze at her mother who was starting to look like a dragon, ready to fire all her energy away). Hi aunt Cissa, you look lovely! Hey Draco, what's up? I-" "Young lady, that is quite enough! I've had enough of your wild acts! Your father and brothers might think that this is oh so funny and amusing, but I have never been so humiliated before! It is time to take matters in my own hands I'm afraid!" Veronica Blackhawn-Snape, also known for her temper, breezed. She grew even more redder when she noticed her respective husband and eight sons peeking into the hall, trying to stifle their laughter. She then decided that there was only one solution, only one person who would be able to control her fierce daughter, and she decided she would do the one thing she should have done in the beginning. "I'm sending you to Marie-Rose, Hermione Catherine Snape!" Immediately it was silent, hell you could even hear the grass grow (with a little imagination that is). "Marie-Rose? You wouldn't do that, would you? Mom, come on, you're kidding, right? Please mom, it isn't funny any more, that isn't a good joke." "Who said it was a joke? I'm meaning every word of it! Severus, go Floo Marie, and don't you look at me like that! And boys, go inside and eat your breakfast! There is nothing to see here anymore!" "Mom, no! And for how long? We would present us at the Ministry Ball again, you know that! And I'm feeling perfectly fine as I am without having a major make-over by Marie-Rose! She would even learn me some new etiquette- rules if there was time enough! Which there isn't, right?" Marie-Rose Du Granier was an eccentric woman who was currently the boss of the most respected beauty-salon in whole Europe, if not whole the world. And she had tried to give Hermione a make-over a couple of years ago. Which had failed, as Hermione had escaped out of the salon after 20 minutes of pure torture (think manicure, pedicure and that kind of things), or so she claimed. "There is most certainly time enough to learn you all the rules that there are to find, as I'm sending you there from this day until the Ministry Ball, which is within 2 months. Ah, there you are Severus! I may hope you have been able to contact Marie-Rose?" "Yes Veronica, but please, over think what you are doing. Do you really want our daughter to change? She is fine to me the way she is!" "Don't you begin too Severus Snape! And she IS leaving on this moment! We will send your suitcases after you Hermione, although. It might be better if you just bought a new garderobe with Marie to guide you. Yes, I'll think I'll let her handle this. Now honey (earning a cringe of Hermione), stop glaring at me like that and say goodbye to your brothers, father, uncle and aunt!" "Yes Mother. (collective gasp of all the overhearing people in the hall - Hermione Snape doesn't say Mother until she is officially pissed off.)But let me say one thing to you: don't you even think for one moment that you can change me like that!" She briefly said her goodbyes but ignored her mother completely, and Severus sighed: he would miss his only daughter, and his wife would too, even if she didn't think so on this moment. "Uncle Lucius? Would you mind saying my goodbyes to Draco, as I can't do it properly?" "Off course dear, now have a good time! Or have the best time you can make off it, for that matter." "I sure will Uncle." She walked to the fire and grabbed some Floopowder. "Marie-Rose!" Everybody looked at Veronica who was standing there, looking around whilst earning some more glares. "What? Don't look at me like that! It's only the best for her, and you know it! Now, get going, all of you! I'm sorry Lucius, Narcissa but I'm afraid we're having a little family-problem here. But please, come back any time you like!" "Off course we will Veronica. Now if you excuse us, we'll be going home then. Good day all of you!" and with that, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy left. Veronica sighed. Her daughter had just left, and already she wanted to call her back and apologize. But not this time, she thought grimly, this time it will be for her own good. And for mine. she couldn't help but think.
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Soooooooooo. what do you guys think? Please, don't be too hard, it's only my first fic! And I don't even speak or write English frequently! Any way, R&R please! Camillekiss