A Hermy Life
Chapter 1
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Hermione woke up at first light to the sound of Crookshanks, purring loudly. Then something moved lightly off of her stomach, she almost let out a scream, but then she remembered what had happened yesterday.
"Flashback"
She had just gotten off of the Hogwart's Express, when her parents ran toward her. She heavily embraced them, and claimed that she was looking forward to sleeping in her own bed that night. As soon as she got home she ran to her room and bolted the door, then climbed out the window. She jogged to her best friend John's house, and climbed up into his room. There he was, sitting at his desk, reading.
'Typical.' Hermione thought to herself. She went over and covered his mouth and eye's. He knew right away who it was and spun around in his seat. It took Hermione by surprise and she fell over.
"Ha ha ha, gees Herm, getting slow aren't you?" He grabbed hold of her arm and helped her up. She scowled at him, and they went to sit on his bed. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he had gotten over the year. She looked him up and down and then at his face.
"Finally got boobs did you?" He said teasingly. She smacked him in the face with a pillow and stood up to strike a pose.
"Mmm Mmm, good!" he exclaimed.
"Ya, you're not to shabby yourself." She paused a minute and asked, "How was your year?"
"Obviously nothing compared to yours. Are you a full blown witch now?" She covered his mouth with her hand and replied, "I thought I told you never to talk about it?"
"Why not? No ones around." They sat there talking for onto an hour then John started fidgeting.
"Something bothering you?" Hermione questioned.
"Umm, well all this talk about your friends Harry and Ron is making me kind of, umm… kind of jealous." Hermione started laughing.
"Ohh John!" She jokingly trailed her arm slowly across his back and rested it on his opposite shoulder. She couched closer, "They're nothing compared to you!" John knew she was joking but he figured that he'd probably never get a chance like this again. He kissed her. When he drew back he found her smiling. He continued. But after about ten minutes of endless kissing, John heard his sister in the hallway.
"John, John are you still up?" She questioned.
"Nosy bitch." John whispered. Hermione jumped up and quickly ran to the closet, (the place where she'd hidden many times before) as quietly as she could. John sat down at the desk and began reading again.
His sister poked her head in. "Oh good you are still up! I'm having a party, so make yourself scarce. Or else…" She demanded in an authoritative voice.
"Fine, have fun!" He replied sarcastically. She shut the door and John and Hermione climbed out the window. He turned back to Hermione. "Where to?" He asked.
"My house of course!" She said in that "duhh!" manner. When they got into her room they fell asleep in each other's arms.
"End Flashback"
"G' morning." she whispered into his ear.
His eyes immediately shot open. "Holy shit, that was freaky!"
"I'm just guessing, but do you wake up with a hard-on every morning? Or is it just when your with a girl?" She questioned teasingly as she looked at his obvious arousal.
"Oh shit!" He rolled over to hide it, but Hermoine didn't care. After the countless times she'd walk in to wake up Harry and Ron, she was used to it. She got up and walked over to her washroom and brushed her teeth. When she came out he was standing by the window, fidgeting again.
"What is it this time?" she joked.
"Umm… Hermione, I haven't exactly been straight forward with you."
" Just spit it out! Besides, it can't be that bad. Just cuz we kissed doesn't mean we're married!"
" Look Herm, ... Bat. Just sit down."
'Oh shit, what is with that stupid nickname? I'm going to kill him if he calls me that again.' Hermione thought to herself. When she sat down he started again.
"Listen, a lot has changed over this passed year. And well… I have a girlfriend!"
Hermione woke up at first light to the sound of Crookshanks, purring loudly. Then something moved lightly off of her stomach, she almost let out a scream, but then she remembered what had happened yesterday.
"Flashback"
She had just gotten off of the Hogwart's Express, when her parents ran toward her. She heavily embraced them, and claimed that she was looking forward to sleeping in her own bed that night. As soon as she got home she ran to her room and bolted the door, then climbed out the window. She jogged to her best friend John's house, and climbed up into his room. There he was, sitting at his desk, reading.
'Typical.' Hermione thought to herself. She went over and covered his mouth and eye's. He knew right away who it was and spun around in his seat. It took Hermione by surprise and she fell over.
"Ha ha ha, gees Herm, getting slow aren't you?" He grabbed hold of her arm and helped her up. She scowled at him, and they went to sit on his bed. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he had gotten over the year. She looked him up and down and then at his face.
"Finally got boobs did you?" He said teasingly. She smacked him in the face with a pillow and stood up to strike a pose.
"Mmm Mmm, good!" he exclaimed.
"Ya, you're not to shabby yourself." She paused a minute and asked, "How was your year?"
"Obviously nothing compared to yours. Are you a full blown witch now?" She covered his mouth with her hand and replied, "I thought I told you never to talk about it?"
"Why not? No ones around." They sat there talking for onto an hour then John started fidgeting.
"Something bothering you?" Hermione questioned.
"Umm, well all this talk about your friends Harry and Ron is making me kind of, umm… kind of jealous." Hermione started laughing.
"Ohh John!" She jokingly trailed her arm slowly across his back and rested it on his opposite shoulder. She couched closer, "They're nothing compared to you!" John knew she was joking but he figured that he'd probably never get a chance like this again. He kissed her. When he drew back he found her smiling. He continued. But after about ten minutes of endless kissing, John heard his sister in the hallway.
"John, John are you still up?" She questioned.
"Nosy bitch." John whispered. Hermione jumped up and quickly ran to the closet, (the place where she'd hidden many times before) as quietly as she could. John sat down at the desk and began reading again.
His sister poked her head in. "Oh good you are still up! I'm having a party, so make yourself scarce. Or else…" She demanded in an authoritative voice.
"Fine, have fun!" He replied sarcastically. She shut the door and John and Hermione climbed out the window. He turned back to Hermione. "Where to?" He asked.
"My house of course!" She said in that "duhh!" manner. When they got into her room they fell asleep in each other's arms.
"End Flashback"
"G' morning." she whispered into his ear.
His eyes immediately shot open. "Holy shit, that was freaky!"
"I'm just guessing, but do you wake up with a hard-on every morning? Or is it just when your with a girl?" She questioned teasingly as she looked at his obvious arousal.
"Oh shit!" He rolled over to hide it, but Hermoine didn't care. After the countless times she'd walk in to wake up Harry and Ron, she was used to it. She got up and walked over to her washroom and brushed her teeth. When she came out he was standing by the window, fidgeting again.
"What is it this time?" she joked.
"Umm… Hermione, I haven't exactly been straight forward with you."
" Just spit it out! Besides, it can't be that bad. Just cuz we kissed doesn't mean we're married!"
" Look Herm, ... Bat. Just sit down."
'Oh shit, what is with that stupid nickname? I'm going to kill him if he calls me that again.' Hermione thought to herself. When she sat down he started again.
"Listen, a lot has changed over this passed year. And well… I have a girlfriend!"