Author's Notes: Well, here's another attempt at Pickup Lines, and what if, in this attempt, something goes wrong? Let's just say that Hermione was prepared. This is my first Harry/Hermione Fic and well, hope it went well! :)
Song of Inspiration: My New Philosophy by (Whoever sang it.)
Harry tries Pickup Lines
Harry was waiting patiently at the common room, his hand neatly placed on his lap. He was nervous. Yehp, he was. He was finally going to try to get her.
Who you ask? Hermione Granger.
Hermione Jane Granger, his best friend, his love interest. What about Ginny? Ginevra Weasley and he, Harry Potter, had already parted ways after a sudden realization (from both), that their relationship just wouldn't work. How about Hermione then? Well, let's just say she and Ron broke up weeks ago.
Any moment now, Hermione would emerge from her room for midnight rounds. Yes, she was head girl, and he was, surprisingly, head boy.
He tensed up, and slowly stared at her room door, it was starting to open. And out came Hermione.
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"Oh, hi Harry! Early, aren't we?" She smiled, moving to his side.
This was it. He took a deep breath, and opened his mouth to speak everything he memorized from the book he had bought.
"Hello, I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart." Hermione stared at him like he had dirt on his face and suddenly laughed.
"Nice try Harry, but you should try harder." She said, rolling her eyes, obviously familiar with the pick up line he had just muttered.
'Damn'
Harry racked his brains for the next pickup line he was about to say…for unfortunately, he forgot them. All of them. Hermione was looking at him, her eyebrow raised.
"Well?"
"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together." Harry said, uncertain.
Hermione again rolled her eyes.
"Why would you do that if N and O are already together?"
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'Damn it!'
"Harry…you're hopeless." She said, fighting the urge to laugh. Harry nodded mentally. But he's still willing to try.
"I want to give myself to you."
"Sorry, I don't accept cheap gifts."
"I can tell that you want me."
"Ohhhh. You're so right. I want you to leave."
"I—I know how to please a woman!"
"Well then, do leave me alone."
"I'd go to the end of the world for you!"
"That's simply splendid! But would you do me a favor and just stay there?"
"Hi my name is Chance, Do I have one?"
"Oh hi, Chance. And by the way, my name is No."
"I think you're the best looking girl in here."
"Really? Well, I'd better go find the best looking guy then, hadn't I?"
"You look like a dream."
"Go back to sleep."
"I can see forever in your eyes."
"But all I can see is never in yours."
'"I looked up beautiful in the thesaurus today and your name was included."
"Thanks! Hey, I saw your name next to jerk."
Harry gave an exasperated sigh and gave up.
"Arrrghh…why the hell are you so damn smart, 'Mione?"
"Because I was born to be." She answered cheekily. Harry slumped his shoulders in defeat.
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"Oh come on, Harry, don't go crying over it. We still need to do our rounds." She smiled, patting his shoulder mockingly.
Harry just shot her a glare. Hermione shrugged, a smile adoring her face and turned to leave.
"Wait, 'Mione."
"What?"
"You forgot something." Hermione gave him a puzzled expression.
"What did I forget?"
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"Me."
"Oh Harry…"
End Notes: That's it for today! Poor Harry tho, he really tried his best didn't he? This story is somehow, the counterpart of my Pickup Lines at 3pm. Anyway, I had fun doing this.
Leave me heartfelt review, people!
Love, Trinale Porsche