CHAPTER ONE
(I don't own these characters, all rights to J.K. Rowling.)
Hermione's POV
I sighed. I threw myself back on the bed. I couldn't get Harry Potter out of my head. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with him. It came on so suddenly, It seems as soon as he went up when his name was picked, I felt scared. I was scared for him… This wasn't friend scared, this was like scared. I was so confused. I mean, I'll admit, I've always liked Harry. There was a small piece of attraction in my heart for him. I always had hope that, one day, we could date or marry. Harry, after all, was the only guy that has really ever been nice to me. When he walked to Dumbledore when his name was picked from the Goblet of Fire, I felt my heart flutter. I was scared, the Triwizard tournament was extremely dangerous. I put the thought away, and told myself. Go. To. SLEEP! You've got school tommorow. Yeah but you might never see Harry again! The two sides of my mind argued, while I dealt with a much bigger issue. I promised myself to never put friends, or boys above my studies, and I wasn't going to make any exceptions.
Harry's POV
I woke up to alarm screeching in my ear. "AHH! I'M UP! I'M UP!" I yelled. With my yelling I woke up Ron as well. "BLOODY HELL! Shut up Harry!" Ron yelled as he covered his ears with his pillow. I laughed loudly. Then Ron stopped. He jumped out of bed racing me to the bathroom. We pushed each other out of the way, and eventually I got in. I usually started getting ready by brushing my teeth. They weren't the whitest but at least they weren't as yellow as Ron's. After this, I turned on the water in the bath. I undressed and quickly showered. While I was dressing, I began thinking about Hermione. She got so upset when I was picked. When I asked why, her face was redder than Ron's and she ran off. I didn't understand. Could she like me? I mean I've always liked her, and I mean I REALLY liked her. Her compassion, and wanting to make sure me and Ron had the best lives we could have. I shut this feeling up, because Ron stated he liked her. But, how could he like her if he was mean, rude, and maybe a bit abusive? I didn't think it was love, it was lust. When Ron was mean, all I wanted to do was hold her and comfort her. But I couldn't, why would she like me? She's so pretty she could have every boy wrapped around her finger. But, there's no point in not trying. I had to have hope! I had to believe that someday it might happen. I instantly had hope, instead of dressing in rags, I dressed in a crisp brand new white shirt, my best pair of black pants, and put a sweater on with the least amount of holes in it. I tied my tie using my wand, because I actually wanted it to look nice. I stole Ron's comb and styled my hair in a neat style. I then wiped my glasses and slid them on my face. I walked out of the bathroom, and Ron whistled. "Wow, someone's dressing fancy. Wait- is this about a girl?" He asked pointing. "Yeah. She's smart, pretty, and she hates you!" I said. "Wait! Is it HERMIONE?!" Ron yelled, "YOU KNOW I LIKE HER!" He yelled. He ignored the fact that I said she hated him. "She doesn't like you! YOUR MEAN AND HORRIBLE TO HER!" I yelled. "Keep away from her! If you touch her, talk to her, or even think about her, I will do something to her, and it will be your fault!" He yelled. I gasped, I never knew Ron could be so, horrible. Hermione was right, he was a horrible friend. "What are you talking about? What would you do to her?" I asked angry. "I'm gonna do it with her. Just like I did with Lavender!" He yelled. I ran out, horrified by what I just heard. As I entered the Gryffindor common room I ran into Hermione. "Hi Harry," She said pushing her hair behind her ear. "Hermione, I have to warn you. Ron said, that if I was even near you, he would torture you! I can't talk with you anymore," I answered. She hung her head, "Ron said that?" I grabbed her hand, "Yeah." "Well Harry, I'm not a helpless baby, but I appreciate you warning me," Hermione answered grabbing my other hand. We stared into each others eyes, I felt something great for her. I wanted her. But I don't think in the way Ron did. I wanted her to love me, to trust me, to be my girlfriend. Soon I brought her close, her head on my chest. Then we were kissing, so, this was how it felt. My first kiss was with my crush I had since I was 11. The kiss ended as soon as it started, and I saw Hermione's mouth wide open. I turned my head and saw, Ron. He had the most horrible expression on his face. He face was beet red, his fists were clenched in rage. He ran out of the common room. "Ron, wait!" Hermione yelled after him. She tried to run after him, but stopped herself. "Why should I run after him? He's a lustful creep!" She yelled. She ran to the fire place, sat down and buried her head in her knees. She sobbed. "Hermione I-" I began to say. "What? Care to make advances on me too?" She said through tears. "Hermione, I love you. I love you, and I'd never do anything like that to you.," I said. I never knew I could be so, so, caring. I sat down and wrapped my arm around her. She looked up and smiled. "I-" She stopped and smiled. Then she pushed her lips against mine. My fears of her not liking me disappeared. This time the kiss was passionate. This went on longer, and I felt a spark. Soon she pulled away, just to say this, "I love you too." She jumped at me, and wrapped her arms around me. We just sat there for a long time, until it was time to head to class.
Ron's POV
Who does he think he is? Right after I tell him to keep away I see them kissing. I'm so mad. You'd think my best friend would be better than that. As I walked through the corridors I ran into Lavender. "Hi Ron," She said seductively. She walked near me and grabbed my hand. "Hi Lavender," I answered normally. "I was wondering, if you might like to come to my room tonight?" She said. "Can't." I answered. I didn't have anything to do, but I had to sort out a few things. I was secretly dating Lavender, but I liked Hermione and Fleur. Knowing full well that they probably didn't like me, I still had to pursue my dreams. "Tomorrow?" She asked. "Can't," I answered trying to avoid her. "Are you seeing someone else?!" She yelled. I put my pointer finger to my mouth and shushed her. "No, in fact we have some time before class, we can do something together right now," I answered putting my fingers through her curly blonde hair. "What would that be?" She said angry. I smiled at her hinting at something. "Oh, Ron!" She said. She lead me to a empty classroom, while I thought what a ditzy blonde she was. She shut the door, and walk towards me. Then we started making out. Sometimes I didn't even want to, but I had to otherwise Lavender would think I'm cheating. And I guess I was. I wanted to do things with Fleur and Hermione. Soon Lavender grew sick of the things between us, and she wanted more. I didn't really want what she wanted, but in order to please her, I went halfway and removed my shirt. She was a bit disappointed but knew there would be class in here in just 20 minutes. We soon fixed ourselves up and we got in our seats, hoping to not look suspicious. As professor McGonagall entered the room, she was surprised to see that I was first in here. "Well Mr. Weasley, Ms. Brown, will you please help me pass out these tests?" McGonagall asked. We nodded and we each grabbed a stack, we put one on each desk. Soon Hermione came in and was startled to see me, I gave her a wink, and she stared at me in fear. She walked to our professor/her mom, and whispered to her. As she pointed to me, I was afraid she was going to tell what I wanted to do with her. But instead she asked if I could be moved to a different seat. I moved to the one next to Neville. "Hi Ron," Neville said waving. "Hi," I answered. When I didn't say anything else he frowned and looked at his desk. "Ok class, today we are going to take a practice test! This is the things we will learn about this year and I do not expect you to ace it. Just do your best," She said. Hermione raised her hand and she was called on. "What if your already finished?" She asked. I sniggered. McGonagall gave me a look and answered, "You may help me grade." Hermione smiled and walked to our professor's desk. "Now students, you may start," She said. I looked at the first question and I panicked. I didn't know any of it. Then I got a note passed over to me by Neville. It was from Lavender. I read it and it was the answers to the test! I wrote the answers down, and I responded by saying I'd bang her. When she got it she looked at me and started twirling her hair. Just like her. She ripped the paper and looked back at her test. When I was finished with my test I got up and walk towards where Hermione was sitting. I set it down on her desk, and I grabbed her hand. She gave me a look that told me to stop, and I walked back to my seat.
Hermione's POV
"I know you want it," Ron whispered in my ear. "No. I don't," I said trying not to cry. "You want it from Harry," He said. "I don't want it from anyone. I want to wait till I'm married," I said desperately trying to get him to leave. "Don't worry, you'll want it sooner or later," He said squeezing my hand under the table. Then he walked back to his seat, continuing to stare at me the rest of class. I wished Harry was in this class as well. He could straighten Ron out. Or I could get Dumbledore. So far Ron has not really harassed me, he just made threats. I tried to tell myself I'd be safe, but I was extremely scared.
Class was over and I began walking to lunch, I had just finished potions which was my least favorite class. I walked with my mom to the great hall, in order to avoid Ron. He wouldn't try anything funny with an adult around. We were about there when my mom stated she needed to go to the restroom. She went in and I stayed outside, I figured she wouldn't take long so I was willing to stay outside. I thought about class this morning. What did Ron mean by, "You'll want it sooner or later"? I didn't understand, but I had a feeling I would soon as Ron approached me. "What do you want?" I asked rudley. "To take you to the room of requirement, for a humble night's sleep," He said heroically. "No," I said crossing my arms. "And why not?" He said pushing me into a corner. "Because I- I-," I stammered nervously, "I'm not having sex with you." "You will unless you want your mom to find out you've been cheating on tests," He said. "But I haven't been!" I whisper yelled. "That's not how she'll see it," He said leaning towards me. "See you at 10:30," He said, he leaned down to kiss me, I pushed him away but he crushed his lips onto mine. "Bye sweetie," he laughed evilly.
(Hey guys! Thank you sooooo much for reading this! I will try to upload weekly, although it is hard because I'm also working on a book I plan to publish. I would like to clarify a few things about my story McGonagall is Hermione's mom in this, and Ron is a lustful pig. Bye guys! Below are the characters.)
McGonagall