TITLE:
Nonexistent love-Until now
SUMMARY:
Hermione is sick and tired of the way her parents treat her, so she runs away. While she's on the run, she finds a man with a knife sticking out from his side. She tried to help him, so she took the knife out of his side, went to a neighbors house, dialed for the police, and left. A few days later, the cops are out looking for her. They find her prints on the weapon. She knows she's innocent, but nobody seems to believe her, amazingly enough only one person tries to help her. This is another Draco Hermione fic… but there is something different about this one…read to find out! (This is part one of the 'steps to true love' trilogy…)
AUTHOR:
TOMFELTONZBRIDE
NONEXISTENT LOVE-UNTIL NOW
CH 1. Hermione's summer
Hermione was sitting on her blue-sheeted futon bed when her mother came knocking on her room door.
"Come in.," she said.
"Dear, Jessica is downstairs."
"Okay. I'll be right down."
Hermione was just finishing up her rather long Potions homework from Snape that required a two-foot long essay on the uses of Priviann Korklas Powder. (A/N: I made that up! Lol)
Jessica was a girl who just moved in next-door about a week ago, and her mother just keeps on telling her to go and 'play' with her. Time and time again she keeps telling her that she has homework to do and that she doesn't 'play' any more with 'little' children, although Jessica is only a year younger.
"Hermione Jane Granger!" Claire Granger told her one-day. "You've changed haven't you? You'd have loved to go outside and play with children your age. And now you're being selfish and inside all the time!"
It's not her fault she wanted to finish her homework before the summer holiday ended! For goodness sake! She wasn't Harry or Ron! By the way, they haven't written back…any ways, the only reason why she didn't argue this time with her mother was because they had made a deal. After the first month is over, Hermione was allowed to go to Grimmauld Place for the rest of the summer.
"Hi Hermione!" Jessica exclaimed.
"Hi Jessica."
"Oh, Hermione you know you can call me Jessie! Can I call you Herms, or 'Mione?"
"No, I like the name Hermione." She said in a dull tone
"Oh." She said and her face fell.
God this girl acts like a friggin five year old! When will she grow up! She's supposed to be 15!
I mean, all in all Jessica was okay, and her mom was really sweet.
"Hi Mrs. Simms." Said Hermione when Jessica dragged her into her home.
"Oh, hello dear, nice seeing you again! I'm sorry but I have to run to work for just a minute, but I'll be back in a few!" Mrs. Simms said. "Bye bye pumpkin, I'll be right back, you have my cell and beeper number if any thing goes wrong, okay baby? Be a good girl and be quiet and don't wake daddy!" she cooed.
Geez, no wonder Jessica still acts like a friggin baby! Her parents still treat her as one… UH! This is making me sick! Can I go home NOW? COME ON MOM, JUST CALL AND SAY THAT I'M NEEDED AT HOME! PLEASE, I BEG YOU!
"Listen, Jessica."
"It's JESSIE!" Jessie said.
"Jessie, I have to go home, I have to finish my homework."
"You have homework for summer? Merlin, I couldn't handle that!" she said with a sigh.
"Well, it's not that b- wait, did you just say Merlin?" Hermione asked. The only people she knew that said that were either witches or wizards.
"Huh? Uh… um… no?" she said with a slight chuckle. "Well, I guess you have homework, call me later, bye!" she said shoving her out of the side door.
Okay, I wonder what that was all about! Thought Hermione.
Wow, that was so close! She just CAN'T find out my secret, she probably already thinks I'm an annoying little brat who acts like a five year old! Thought Jessica. Just be careful!
Back home Hermione tried to finish her Transfiguration essay she got from McGonagall that she didn't have time to finish since she was more worried about Snape than McGonagall. She was looking something up in a book when she saw the word change. That made her go into what she called 'thinking mode'. When she stopped what she was doing and concentrated hard on something. Why did I start changing? I mean my attitude is just horribly rude! I can't even stand it myself! Sorry mum. I'll try to change into a more of what Claire called ' a smart daughter, but with style.' Hermione's older sister, Rosalyn, was not a witch but she was very smart and had very good style. Sometimes Hermione even thinks her mother wanted her to be more like Rosie well, guess what! I'm Hermione! But I guess I could start 'looking like a girl' but where do I start? I could NEVER get any kind of advise or tips from Harry or Ron. Well, I guess it's off to Diagon Alley!
"Mum, I need to go to Diagon Alley today! Okay?"
"Sure honey, I just need to take a shower." Her mum answered.
"No, it's okay mum, I can go by myself. I'm just buying a few clothes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Well, okay, have fun!"
Hermione took a cab all the way to where she was supposed to tap the brick wall behind the leaky cauldron. When she finally got in, she noticed that there were a lot of people here. Must be some sort of a sale or something. She mused. She heard a faint 'pop' right before she stumbled across a very pretty necklace that was just lying on the ground. With it, came a rather long note. And it said: To the receiver of this ancient necklace; it is yours to keep. As long as you wear it at all times. The reason being is I have to believe that you found this necklace because you are my match. My true match that will live with me to the day I die. You see my father has betrothed me with a person that I despise. And I believe he did this because I disobeyed him on a rather funny thing. Well at least he didn't think so. So I made a rather complicated potion that is on the necklace and will find my one true soul mate. I will not find out who you are unless you know who I am and you have to find a way to tell me. I do not know who you are, or when or where you will get this note and necklace. I am not allowed to give you clues as to where I am or who I am. Just know that I will be waiting for you.
Hmm… interesting. But that strikes me as odd. I have a soul mate? At my age? I don't think so. Maybe this is some sort of trick, or a sick joke…. OMG! Am I that stupid? DUH! There's only one answer!
"Ha ha ha, that was funny Harry, Ron, you can come out now."
She waited but nobody came out of hiding. This is really weird. "Oh!" she gasped as she realized something. Maybe some death eater put this in my path, because I sure as hell would have seen it a second before I stepped on it. But then, I did hear a faint 'pop'. But that could have been the death eater. Grrr! This is so confusing! May be I am someone's soul mate. I will take this home and examine it further. She finally decided.
She walked in to the bookstore and bought about 10 books on love potions, your soul mate, and how you know when you've found him/her. There was another book she saw on her way to pay. Its title was potions: for your love, your soul mate. Aw, how sweet. She thought. After that, she went to Madam Malkin's robes for all occasions shop. There she asked a girl that worked there to help pick out some nice new robes that might help her look 'more like a girl'. Which when she asked, her face went beat red! Finally, she stopped by a little jewelry store.
"Hullo, Madame Rosa. I'd like some jewelry, any kind, I don't care."
Finally she was done and she headed home. Well, another day has ended and tomorrow, I will have changed! I may even look beautiful!