Ok no you all gots to be nice to me.....ok you really don't. but this is my
first.second potter fic. The first I will not let out in the open. This is
the only one I am posting. You have to understand I have had a lot oh
orange juice and that makes me write things *downs the rest of the glass of
oj and pours another one* .So bare with me. if you don't like it don't read
it. this is just to get the story up there so I can get to work on it, And
a warning to all you lover of that Potter child out there. Do not read
farther if you love him. I don't and it will show. R&R if you will. I will
try to write this as fast as I can. I would not want to keep you all
waiting *evil grin*
Disclaimer: i own nothing...ok I own a shoe a left shoe but we are not talking about that now....i own nothing potter. It is all J.K's. she has all of them On with the story....
Rain on bare skin
Hermione stood there in utter shock look at her old professor. "what? He cant be, he just cant" she said shaking her head. "yes, miss granger he can. You did not seem to have this problem when it was going to be Mr. Potter" McGonagall said looking at Hermione with somewhat narrowed eyes. "Well Harry is...well he..... he destroyed the dark lord... he single handedly brought him down. He is qualified. He knows what he is doing, and he is on the right side. Who knows where that man has been for the last four years?" Hermione did not understand Professor McGonagall right now. She must not have been thinking straight or maybe she was sick. "I assure you miss Granger he is qualified. His whereabouts are of no concern to you. He has spoken to Dumbledore and has his permission to continue" she said with a hint of irritation in her voice. "now I suggest that you unpack and get settled in before the students arrive" McGonagall said turning on her heels and out the door. Hermione stood there still confused and pissed as to why no one would answer her question as to where he was and why HE was going to be there.
Disclaimer: i own nothing...ok I own a shoe a left shoe but we are not talking about that now....i own nothing potter. It is all J.K's. she has all of them On with the story....
Rain on bare skin
Hermione stood there in utter shock look at her old professor. "what? He cant be, he just cant" she said shaking her head. "yes, miss granger he can. You did not seem to have this problem when it was going to be Mr. Potter" McGonagall said looking at Hermione with somewhat narrowed eyes. "Well Harry is...well he..... he destroyed the dark lord... he single handedly brought him down. He is qualified. He knows what he is doing, and he is on the right side. Who knows where that man has been for the last four years?" Hermione did not understand Professor McGonagall right now. She must not have been thinking straight or maybe she was sick. "I assure you miss Granger he is qualified. His whereabouts are of no concern to you. He has spoken to Dumbledore and has his permission to continue" she said with a hint of irritation in her voice. "now I suggest that you unpack and get settled in before the students arrive" McGonagall said turning on her heels and out the door. Hermione stood there still confused and pissed as to why no one would answer her question as to where he was and why HE was going to be there.