So, this is about the five-hundred-millionth Fanfic i've started. It's a Veela fic. but not typical. I will try to update as much as I can, but I have 2 conditions,
1. If I get 10 reviews on each chapter. Once you guys hit 10, I'll put up a new chapter. It's not for some ego reason, it's so I know if people are actually READING IT.
2. If my internet is working. Sometimes my internet dies. Or my dad turns it off if he's upset at me. boo. So I'll try to work around that, but i dont know if I'll be able to.
And if someone could beta for me, that would be fantastic.
For reviews: please don't write obscenities telling me how terrible the chapter is and that I should die. Not only do you look like an idiot, but I won't take you seriously, either. If you don't like something, just say it politely. Don't swear like it's going out of style. (because it already is)
But there may be some light swearing in the story. I'm not a hypocrite! I said LIGHT. such as: Damn, ass, shit. an occasional fuck. but not fucking cunt bastard damn ass fuck shit. uhhhh no.
I hope you guys like it and please please please remember to review!!!!
Lassie the Wonderdog
Chapter 1: Her
"Who is that?"
"I don't know. Ask her name!"
"No way. You know how stupid I get!"
"Yeah. but she won't know you as 'that kid with the scar'. RON. JUST GO."
"Fine. ugh. You better buy me a few dozen chocolate frogs for this, Harry."
Ron approached the newest Gryffindor that everyone was talking about. Harry, Ron and Hermione were starting their 7th year at Hogwarts, although 1/3 of the Golden Trio was missing. They knew Hermione was appointed Head Girl with none other than Draco Malfoy as Head Boy. Grrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaattttttt. But Hermione was nowhere to be seen. Then she walked in. She was beautiful. She had long slivery blonde hair that flowed down to her waist, and fragile, pale skin. Her eyes were a piercing shade of blue-green, and she seemed to radiate a soft golden glow around her. Hermione would have realized in a second that she was a Veela. She winked at a group of 3rd year Hufflepuff boys and they all passed out before her eyelid had replaced itself at it's open position. Ron was just about to take the last step to talk to her, when Draco Malfoy swooped in from behind.
"Excuse me, Miss, but you look new and being Head Boy, it's my duty to show you around. No doubt a beauty like you is in Slytherin, am I right?"
"Well, actually. I'm in Gryffindor. Sorry to dissappoint you. And I already know that you're the Head Boy."
"What? How would you know? It hasn't even been announced to the school yet..."
At this point, she stood on her toes and leaned into his ear and whispered,
"Because. I'm Head Girl. See you around, Ferret."
Draco looked like he was about to throw up. He walked slowly back to Crab, Goyle, and Blaise and simply shook his head. Blaise was the first to speak twenty minutes later when they were settled at their Slytherin table in the Great Hall.
"So wait, she rejected you?! And She's in GRYFFINDOR?! That Sorting Hat needs a few of those holes to been sewn shut. But seriously, tell us what she said that had you looking like you saw a ghost for the first time.
"You'll find out in a few minutes. Promise."
Before Blaise could fit in another word, Dumbledore started his first speech of the year. He went on about his hopes for interhouse unity and danger-this, Voldemort-that, and only paused to bring up one seemingly enlightening fact that everyone wanted to know. The Heads of Hogwarts. He adressed the students in a calm manor, surely expecting the uproar of congradulations from friends of the lucky boy and girl who would wear the title "Head" before their genders.
"This year, we have chosen, yet again, two outstanding students from seperate houses to be appointed Head Boy and Girl of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This year's girl has changed appearance from last year considerably, and this year's boy is still a charming young man. They have the highest grades and test scores in their year, and come from heavily rivaled houses. I am sure they will put their differences aside for this year, and work as a team to continue to keep Hogwarts' name respectable. Being a Head is a very high honor at this school, so please respect both of our Heads. With out further ado, please applaude Miss Hermione Granger, and Mr. Draco Malfoy: Head Girl and Boy."
The Gryffindor and Slytherin tables erupted the most applause and cheering, but Harry and Ron were still confused as to where Hermione was.
"Ron, did you see Hermione? Because I sure didn't. Hey, what's that girl doing up there? I thought she was new."
"Harry, weren't you paying attention? Dumbledore said that the Head Girl went through some considerable changes this summer. Mate, I-I think that's---"
"HERMIONE?! What?! No, that can't be her. Can it?"
"I would like the Heads to stay after the feast so as to be shown to their rooms, as you will not be staying in your house common rooms."
Hermione and Draco left from the Teachers' table and Hermione wedged herself between Harry and Ron. Draco had returned to equally pale/green faces on Blaise, Crab, and Goyle. Ron, Harry, and Hermione made small conversation, which was mainly Hermione asking the other two boys what was wrong with them. They were staring at her, and Ron was slightly drooling. The four Slytherins across the table way couldn't seem to finish dinner. Draco looked at the other three and said, "Yeah. Those were my thoughts, exactly."
At the end of dinner, Hermione and Draco stayed behind so Professor Dumbledore could show them to their special Head Dorms.
"I expect both of your summers went well? Especially yours Miss Granger."
"Eh. Not exactly. My parents and I went to Italy for holiday, and then I got bit by some foul creature. Well, I figured out what it was after it bit me, but I guess I'll talk to you in your office later about everything. You know, it's a dreadfully painful transformation. But I have the scent now! And the best part, they're at Hogwarts!"
"I would love to talk to you about everything later, as you suggested, but as for now, you two must be shown to your dorm. This way!"
