Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Harry Potter, but like everyone else, I wish I did.
Chapter One:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a magnificent place. Outside was beautiful, there were gardens, fields and courtyards everywhere. Each of these, of course, held different things with and had amazing ranges of colors; from periwinkle blue to dark forest green.
Now if you thought outside was magnificent you just had to see the inside. True, it did not have the colors that the outside did, but all in all it was astonishing. The stone walls shone with only a shine that they could pull of. The torches and sunlight together illuminated them so brilliantly. When you walked down the halls you were met with pictures that waved back. Occasionally you would run into a ghost, well through one that is. There were banners of each different house, and suits of armor that you could have sworn moved. Doors would appear here and there, and some would even move, making finding the room even more difficult than it already is. Some rooms even gave you exactly what you needed at that time.
Together the inside and outside made Hogwarts what is was, magical. If you wanted to get a good view of both inside and out, all you had to do was walk to the North tower, the tallest tower. Once you get to the top you could see through windows below you, see kids walking and talking in the halls; and all of the grounds. Here is where our story takes begins.
Head Girl, Hermione Granger stood at the window watching everyone walking about the grounds before dinner. She was an average girl with brown bushy hair, though not as bushy as it used to be, and magnificent brown eyes, that sometimes appeared black depending on the light. She had her favorite book under her arm, Hogwarts: A History. Hermione was known for her love of reading, studies, and school. A book-worm, no-it-all she was called by her least favorite people: the Slytherins. Even though she still had the look about her that she had had since her first year at Hogwarts people had to admit she looked the best she ever did now. She shaped up a little, and lost the childish look about her.
She looked to the left at the Quidditch Pitch and could barely make out her best friends: Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley practicing with the rest of the Gryffindor team. She looked to her right and saw the Care for Magical Creatures teacher and Gamekeeper of Hogwarts: Hagrid. She noticed that he was once again trying to clear is Pumpkin match of, well she didn't actually know, the things changed so often. She looked just past Hagrid to the Forbidden Forest. She saw the sun beginning set. She yawned and as she opened her eyes, something caught her attention. A little bit into the forest, just past Hagrid's hut where you still had a clear view through the trees. She could have sworn she saw something, or was it a someone?
"What the..:?" She said out loud.
"Well, well, well, Granger now you are talking to yourself. Should I report to the Headmaster that he needs a new Head Girl because his current one is going crazy?" Hermione turned around and met the cold, gray eyes of the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy had stayed the handsome person he was since his first year. He had blonde hair that he slicked back everyday, and pale skin, giving him a very evil look. This of course he held true to, always bad mouthing those he didn't feel worthy of being a wizard.
"Shove it Malfoy, is it a crime to think out loud to myself? Besides, what are you up hear anywhere?" She asked with spite toned in her voice.
"Getting you," At the sound of that Hermione rose her eye brows, "That crack pot fool Dumbledore wanted to talk to us"
"Fine, but watch yourself Malfoy. You wouldn't want me to tell Dumbledore he needs a new Head Boy because the current one shows a lack of respect, do you" Hermione sharply stated, with mock running through her every word. Malfoy stared at her for a second before doing an about-face and walking out of the room his cloak trailing behind him. Hermione Granger followed her worst enemy out of the tallest tower to the Headmasters office with a smirk of satisfaction plastered across her face.
Author's note: Yes, yes, I know it is not that long, but I am going to a DCI competition. More chapters to come soon.
Chapter One:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a magnificent place. Outside was beautiful, there were gardens, fields and courtyards everywhere. Each of these, of course, held different things with and had amazing ranges of colors; from periwinkle blue to dark forest green.
Now if you thought outside was magnificent you just had to see the inside. True, it did not have the colors that the outside did, but all in all it was astonishing. The stone walls shone with only a shine that they could pull of. The torches and sunlight together illuminated them so brilliantly. When you walked down the halls you were met with pictures that waved back. Occasionally you would run into a ghost, well through one that is. There were banners of each different house, and suits of armor that you could have sworn moved. Doors would appear here and there, and some would even move, making finding the room even more difficult than it already is. Some rooms even gave you exactly what you needed at that time.
Together the inside and outside made Hogwarts what is was, magical. If you wanted to get a good view of both inside and out, all you had to do was walk to the North tower, the tallest tower. Once you get to the top you could see through windows below you, see kids walking and talking in the halls; and all of the grounds. Here is where our story takes begins.
Head Girl, Hermione Granger stood at the window watching everyone walking about the grounds before dinner. She was an average girl with brown bushy hair, though not as bushy as it used to be, and magnificent brown eyes, that sometimes appeared black depending on the light. She had her favorite book under her arm, Hogwarts: A History. Hermione was known for her love of reading, studies, and school. A book-worm, no-it-all she was called by her least favorite people: the Slytherins. Even though she still had the look about her that she had had since her first year at Hogwarts people had to admit she looked the best she ever did now. She shaped up a little, and lost the childish look about her.
She looked to the left at the Quidditch Pitch and could barely make out her best friends: Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley practicing with the rest of the Gryffindor team. She looked to her right and saw the Care for Magical Creatures teacher and Gamekeeper of Hogwarts: Hagrid. She noticed that he was once again trying to clear is Pumpkin match of, well she didn't actually know, the things changed so often. She looked just past Hagrid to the Forbidden Forest. She saw the sun beginning set. She yawned and as she opened her eyes, something caught her attention. A little bit into the forest, just past Hagrid's hut where you still had a clear view through the trees. She could have sworn she saw something, or was it a someone?
"What the..:?" She said out loud.
"Well, well, well, Granger now you are talking to yourself. Should I report to the Headmaster that he needs a new Head Girl because his current one is going crazy?" Hermione turned around and met the cold, gray eyes of the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy had stayed the handsome person he was since his first year. He had blonde hair that he slicked back everyday, and pale skin, giving him a very evil look. This of course he held true to, always bad mouthing those he didn't feel worthy of being a wizard.
"Shove it Malfoy, is it a crime to think out loud to myself? Besides, what are you up hear anywhere?" She asked with spite toned in her voice.
"Getting you," At the sound of that Hermione rose her eye brows, "That crack pot fool Dumbledore wanted to talk to us"
"Fine, but watch yourself Malfoy. You wouldn't want me to tell Dumbledore he needs a new Head Boy because the current one shows a lack of respect, do you" Hermione sharply stated, with mock running through her every word. Malfoy stared at her for a second before doing an about-face and walking out of the room his cloak trailing behind him. Hermione Granger followed her worst enemy out of the tallest tower to the Headmasters office with a smirk of satisfaction plastered across her face.
Author's note: Yes, yes, I know it is not that long, but I am going to a DCI competition. More chapters to come soon.