"Hermione!"
The fourteen year old girl ignored her name being called. She was on her bed staring at the ceiling, something she did just about every night. Spring Break would be over and soon she would be back at junior high. 'Oh Fuking joy' she thought to herself. 'I'm gonna be back at school with those snobby preps with their boyfriends in their letterman jackets...'. Her thoughts trailed off at that. She closed her eyes and thought of the one guy that only one person knew she liked, her best friend Ginny Weasley. This guys name was none other than Draco Malfoy. He was the guy every gir hated to love and every guy loved to hate. He was rich, popular, smart and above all he was a jock. He played on the track team, the football team, the baseball team, the soccer team, the basketball team, even the chess team. Hermione was smart and she knew why he played on the chess team. It was simple really. He played on it only to get some damn recognition for his brain.
Suddenly she heard footsteps near her door, still she ignored them and looked up at her ceiling. With a sudden bang she gazed away from her ceiling to see Ginny staring at her with a shocked expression on her freckled face. Hermione tried hard not to smile at the look her friend was giving. 'Ha! So those acting lessons are finally working. Thank God if I smiled right about now she'd slotter me,' she thought. Ginny walked behind the door and closed it, all the while still glaring at Hermione. When the door was closed, Ginny walked over to Hermione and smacked her straight in the head. It was now Hermione turn to be shocked.
"What the fuck was that for Gin?"
"What the fuck was that for! What the fuck was that for!?," screamed Ginny. It seemed more of a statement then an answer.
"Dude, I asked you. If you cant answer you're own questions how can I help you," Hermione said this knowing her red haired friend was going to be pissed off.
Ginny stared at her for what seemed like a minute or two before she smakced her upside the head...again.
"God Damn it Gin! Will you Stop?!"
"No! I like hitting you. Espically when you scare the hebbe-gebbes out of me Herm!"
"Sorry but um why did I scare you? I mean, I know I'm ugly but geez were you looking into a mirror when you got scared," Hermione knew she was setting herself up for some bruttle punishment there.
"You-you-you little piece of English shit! You think you can prance over here from England and think you hot stuff, eh? Well let me tell you know there are prices to pay alright?"
Hermione tried not to laugh at this.
"You do know that was the most fucking corny,"she started smiling there,"god damned thing you have ever said in all the time I've known you?"
Hermione started full out laughing by this time and was back on her bed, this time seated, with her hands on her stomache and her upper body bent over with her face by her knees. Ginny even started to smile and let a small laugh out before she spoke again.
"Yeah, I know. But, what can I say I'm a horny bitch."
Hermione stared at her friend and tried not to laugh. When she finally did start laughing again her friend stared at her questioningly.
"What?"
"You just said and I quote 'what can I say I'm one horny bitch'."
"Oh my God are you kidding me," Ginny started laughing when Hermione shook her head no.
"But seriously 'Mione, you're mom was calling you for about five minutes until I came up here."
"Really? Did'nt notice," she lied.
Ginny sat down, "Don't bull shit the bull shitter Hermione. I know that you heard her because for one your dad who was outside heard her and your cassette player is'nt currently player. Were you 'thinking' again?"
"Yeah, what if I was? What are you going to do, hit me again? But before you do reconsider my arm hurts now you dirty whore."
"I find that a compliment. But Hermione what were thinking about this time?"
"Him and crap."
"Ahh the infamous him. Herm I know you love him and all but does he even notice your existance?"
"No-Yes! Yes he does!"
Ginny stared at her friend. 'This should be fun to ehar how she thinks he notices her this week.'
"How does he know you exist this time?"
"Well during sixth hour, percisely at 3:12, the last day before Spring Break. He accidently dropped my books off my desk," Ginny shook her head and Hermione noticed and paused," what you were there did'nt you see?"
"Yeah I saw, but 'Mione he started laughing with his little retarted possy at your stupid face you gave him. Sorry Herm I just could'nt tell you."
Hermione looked slightly down troted by the news. She really did like Draco Malfoy...a lot. Infact if people knew they might say she liked him too much, you could even say she was obsessed. But, see there was just one problem. He did'nt even like her. He was probley the most popular guy in her year. Shoot maybe even in her whole Junior high. Too her he was a sex god jsut she would never even know about the sex. To him she was just some girl who moved from England last year and always gave him stupid looks. Ginny broke Hermiones revear with her voice.
"Maybe it's your braces? I mean come on all his croonies don't have braces and are'nt you getting you braces off in about a year and a half?"
"Yeah, a year and a half too late!"
"Oh Hermione! Why don't you just give up on Draco-I-Think-Every-Girl-Wants-To-Bone-Me-Malfoy and go for someone easier."
"Yeah like who?"
"My brother you know Ronald?"
Hermione could'nt help but laugh at this. Ronald or Ron, which did'nt make him seem like a complete dork, was Ginnys older brother. See, Ron had a late birthday and so did Hermione so they got pulled into Ginnys grade. They were supposed to be in high school actually.
"Ron? Are you kidding me? Please Ginny I'm not that desperate yet!"
Ginny could'nt even speak as she fell off the chair laughing her ass off.
"Does he really even like me?"
"Does he even like you?"
"You know you really need to stop repeating questions here or we'll never find any answers," Hermione laughed as she spoke.
Ginny laughed, "Of course he likes you! He talks about you so friggin much its unbearable sometimes I SWEAR! Hermione this, Hermione that! It drives me crazy. 'What did Hermione wear today?' 'What did she eat-"
Ginny was cut off by Hermione laughing and trying to stop Ginny from saying anymore.
"Ok, ok, ok, I get it! I don't want to know what goes on in that damn house of yours. But I'd rather go out with his best friend then him! No offence Gin or anything but Ron is'nt exactly my, erm, type."
"None taken hes not my type either"
With that they both stared at eachother before laughing again and talking about the dance that was to take place tonight.
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The fourteen year old girl ignored her name being called. She was on her bed staring at the ceiling, something she did just about every night. Spring Break would be over and soon she would be back at junior high. 'Oh Fuking joy' she thought to herself. 'I'm gonna be back at school with those snobby preps with their boyfriends in their letterman jackets...'. Her thoughts trailed off at that. She closed her eyes and thought of the one guy that only one person knew she liked, her best friend Ginny Weasley. This guys name was none other than Draco Malfoy. He was the guy every gir hated to love and every guy loved to hate. He was rich, popular, smart and above all he was a jock. He played on the track team, the football team, the baseball team, the soccer team, the basketball team, even the chess team. Hermione was smart and she knew why he played on the chess team. It was simple really. He played on it only to get some damn recognition for his brain.
Suddenly she heard footsteps near her door, still she ignored them and looked up at her ceiling. With a sudden bang she gazed away from her ceiling to see Ginny staring at her with a shocked expression on her freckled face. Hermione tried hard not to smile at the look her friend was giving. 'Ha! So those acting lessons are finally working. Thank God if I smiled right about now she'd slotter me,' she thought. Ginny walked behind the door and closed it, all the while still glaring at Hermione. When the door was closed, Ginny walked over to Hermione and smacked her straight in the head. It was now Hermione turn to be shocked.
"What the fuck was that for Gin?"
"What the fuck was that for! What the fuck was that for!?," screamed Ginny. It seemed more of a statement then an answer.
"Dude, I asked you. If you cant answer you're own questions how can I help you," Hermione said this knowing her red haired friend was going to be pissed off.
Ginny stared at her for what seemed like a minute or two before she smakced her upside the head...again.
"God Damn it Gin! Will you Stop?!"
"No! I like hitting you. Espically when you scare the hebbe-gebbes out of me Herm!"
"Sorry but um why did I scare you? I mean, I know I'm ugly but geez were you looking into a mirror when you got scared," Hermione knew she was setting herself up for some bruttle punishment there.
"You-you-you little piece of English shit! You think you can prance over here from England and think you hot stuff, eh? Well let me tell you know there are prices to pay alright?"
Hermione tried not to laugh at this.
"You do know that was the most fucking corny,"she started smiling there,"god damned thing you have ever said in all the time I've known you?"
Hermione started full out laughing by this time and was back on her bed, this time seated, with her hands on her stomache and her upper body bent over with her face by her knees. Ginny even started to smile and let a small laugh out before she spoke again.
"Yeah, I know. But, what can I say I'm a horny bitch."
Hermione stared at her friend and tried not to laugh. When she finally did start laughing again her friend stared at her questioningly.
"What?"
"You just said and I quote 'what can I say I'm one horny bitch'."
"Oh my God are you kidding me," Ginny started laughing when Hermione shook her head no.
"But seriously 'Mione, you're mom was calling you for about five minutes until I came up here."
"Really? Did'nt notice," she lied.
Ginny sat down, "Don't bull shit the bull shitter Hermione. I know that you heard her because for one your dad who was outside heard her and your cassette player is'nt currently player. Were you 'thinking' again?"
"Yeah, what if I was? What are you going to do, hit me again? But before you do reconsider my arm hurts now you dirty whore."
"I find that a compliment. But Hermione what were thinking about this time?"
"Him and crap."
"Ahh the infamous him. Herm I know you love him and all but does he even notice your existance?"
"No-Yes! Yes he does!"
Ginny stared at her friend. 'This should be fun to ehar how she thinks he notices her this week.'
"How does he know you exist this time?"
"Well during sixth hour, percisely at 3:12, the last day before Spring Break. He accidently dropped my books off my desk," Ginny shook her head and Hermione noticed and paused," what you were there did'nt you see?"
"Yeah I saw, but 'Mione he started laughing with his little retarted possy at your stupid face you gave him. Sorry Herm I just could'nt tell you."
Hermione looked slightly down troted by the news. She really did like Draco Malfoy...a lot. Infact if people knew they might say she liked him too much, you could even say she was obsessed. But, see there was just one problem. He did'nt even like her. He was probley the most popular guy in her year. Shoot maybe even in her whole Junior high. Too her he was a sex god jsut she would never even know about the sex. To him she was just some girl who moved from England last year and always gave him stupid looks. Ginny broke Hermiones revear with her voice.
"Maybe it's your braces? I mean come on all his croonies don't have braces and are'nt you getting you braces off in about a year and a half?"
"Yeah, a year and a half too late!"
"Oh Hermione! Why don't you just give up on Draco-I-Think-Every-Girl-Wants-To-Bone-Me-Malfoy and go for someone easier."
"Yeah like who?"
"My brother you know Ronald?"
Hermione could'nt help but laugh at this. Ronald or Ron, which did'nt make him seem like a complete dork, was Ginnys older brother. See, Ron had a late birthday and so did Hermione so they got pulled into Ginnys grade. They were supposed to be in high school actually.
"Ron? Are you kidding me? Please Ginny I'm not that desperate yet!"
Ginny could'nt even speak as she fell off the chair laughing her ass off.
"Does he really even like me?"
"Does he even like you?"
"You know you really need to stop repeating questions here or we'll never find any answers," Hermione laughed as she spoke.
Ginny laughed, "Of course he likes you! He talks about you so friggin much its unbearable sometimes I SWEAR! Hermione this, Hermione that! It drives me crazy. 'What did Hermione wear today?' 'What did she eat-"
Ginny was cut off by Hermione laughing and trying to stop Ginny from saying anymore.
"Ok, ok, ok, I get it! I don't want to know what goes on in that damn house of yours. But I'd rather go out with his best friend then him! No offence Gin or anything but Ron is'nt exactly my, erm, type."
"None taken hes not my type either"
With that they both stared at eachother before laughing again and talking about the dance that was to take place tonight.
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