{my second fanfic. im going in a similar directio as the last, but also its
kinda different...well, you tell me. R/R PLEASE!!}
disclaimer- I love Harry Potter, but I DO NOT own it.
'run' she thought to herself. 'run and don't look back.' Those were the first thoughts to course through Hermoine Granger's head at that moment. She knew if she didn't move quickly, then it would be too late. They would see her. She looked down at the blood on her arm and thought instantly of Harry and Ron. Without thinking it through further she bolted from behind the gravestone and ran with all the might she had left. * * * * * * *
~TWO MONTHS EARLIER~
Hermoine lay in bed thinking. The summer had gone as well as to be expected after everything that had happened. Voldemorts return had had a great impact on the wizarding world and it seemed as if nothing would ever go back to the way it was before. The worst thing that happened would have had to be losing Sirius. Hermoine herself wasn't close to him, but she felt for Harry, and missed him being happy. If he would only he would talk to her. If not to her , then to Ron. To anyone. She hastily got out of bed and walked over to her dresser. Hermoine watched herself in the mirror. ' I wish things were different. I wish we could just go back, and change it all'. She picked up her hairbrush and began to tidy up the great mass of light brown curls draping over her shoulders.
She had managed to make her hair lay straight when her mother called her down for breakfast.
"Im not very hungry mum, I think I'll pass thanks."
She heard her mothers footsteps coming up the stairs. "Are you sure hun? Your going to need your strength today. Start of term you know."
"I know..um, I'll be down in a bit. I still need to pack a few things."
Her mother looked at her with worry reflecting in her eyes. "So you're sure you don't want anything?"
"Ya mum, I'm sure." Hermoine looked at the floor while her mother stared at her for another short moment before making her way back down the stairs.
She walked back over to her bed and crawled under the covers. Crookshanks jumped up and layed down next to her, purring softly. Hermoine stroked him gently and thought about what things would be like this year at Hogwarts. "What do you reckon crook, you think It'll be okay?" Crookshanks simply continued purring and looked up at her through tired eyes. Within a no time crookshanks was fast asleep next to her. "I wish I was as carefree as you crook." She looked down at him. She thought again about all the things that had happened to her and her friends, and how things would be different. Then slowly but gradually , she drifted off to sleep once more. * * * * * * * * * * * * SO, THIS IS THE DIRECTION IM HEADING IN FOR THIS FIC, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND IF I SHOULD WRITE MORE!!!R/R!!!
'run' she thought to herself. 'run and don't look back.' Those were the first thoughts to course through Hermoine Granger's head at that moment. She knew if she didn't move quickly, then it would be too late. They would see her. She looked down at the blood on her arm and thought instantly of Harry and Ron. Without thinking it through further she bolted from behind the gravestone and ran with all the might she had left. * * * * * * *
~TWO MONTHS EARLIER~
Hermoine lay in bed thinking. The summer had gone as well as to be expected after everything that had happened. Voldemorts return had had a great impact on the wizarding world and it seemed as if nothing would ever go back to the way it was before. The worst thing that happened would have had to be losing Sirius. Hermoine herself wasn't close to him, but she felt for Harry, and missed him being happy. If he would only he would talk to her. If not to her , then to Ron. To anyone. She hastily got out of bed and walked over to her dresser. Hermoine watched herself in the mirror. ' I wish things were different. I wish we could just go back, and change it all'. She picked up her hairbrush and began to tidy up the great mass of light brown curls draping over her shoulders.
She had managed to make her hair lay straight when her mother called her down for breakfast.
"Im not very hungry mum, I think I'll pass thanks."
She heard her mothers footsteps coming up the stairs. "Are you sure hun? Your going to need your strength today. Start of term you know."
"I know..um, I'll be down in a bit. I still need to pack a few things."
Her mother looked at her with worry reflecting in her eyes. "So you're sure you don't want anything?"
"Ya mum, I'm sure." Hermoine looked at the floor while her mother stared at her for another short moment before making her way back down the stairs.
She walked back over to her bed and crawled under the covers. Crookshanks jumped up and layed down next to her, purring softly. Hermoine stroked him gently and thought about what things would be like this year at Hogwarts. "What do you reckon crook, you think It'll be okay?" Crookshanks simply continued purring and looked up at her through tired eyes. Within a no time crookshanks was fast asleep next to her. "I wish I was as carefree as you crook." She looked down at him. She thought again about all the things that had happened to her and her friends, and how things would be different. Then slowly but gradually , she drifted off to sleep once more. * * * * * * * * * * * * SO, THIS IS THE DIRECTION IM HEADING IN FOR THIS FIC, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND IF I SHOULD WRITE MORE!!!R/R!!!