What's up everyone! This is a new story that I thought of by watching the Olympics. I love when they show the gymnast, I think it's so cool! I don't own anything but the plot and names for some of the things. Here we go.
It's been one year since Hermione, Ron and Harry had graduated from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Making them 18. Ron and Harry decided they were going to look for jobs together but Hermione wanted to be something else. Ron went for try-outs to be on the Chudley Cannons. And Harry tried out for Tutshill Tornados. Hermione wanted to be a gymnast, ever since she was a little girl and she'd watch the Olympics with her parents, that's what she decided to be. And that's were our story leads us...
"But Hermione, we're suppose to be together always. How are you going to be with us when you're doing what you're doing?" whined Ron, when she told them the news.
"We can still keep in touch. How will you and Harry remain together when you're on separate teams? What happens if you have to go against each other, then what are you going to do?" Hermione asked in an I-told-you-so voice.
"That's beside the point. We're going to miss you." Harry stated; both his and Ron's ears glowing pink.
Hermione smiled and hugged them both.
"We'll be able to see each other when you play your games and when I have my competions. You will be there cheering for me won't you?" asked Hermione.
"Of course we will. And you have to promise to be at our games." Said Harry, smiling brightly.
They all hugged and both boys watched as Hermione got on the train on her way to a town called Bath.
(Compartment)
'Well I'm on my way. I guess I better make a list of all the things I'm going to need.' Hermione said to Herself.
I'm going to need money for equipment and a place to practice.
I need leotards and chalk
Arm braces and Ace tape
And enough money for rent and food.
'That should about do it.' Hermione stated, closing her notebook and getting out, 'Quidditch, Through the Ages.'
Two days on the train and the train stopped in town. A cab was waiting there for her.
"I'm Miss Granger. Are you here to take me to 'Madame Summit's'?" said Hermione, buttoning up her coat. (It was during winter)
"Yes ma'am." Said the driver whose name was Bill.
Finally the car stopped at a small building that looked like it had another building on top of it. This is were Hermione was going to live and practice for a while. Bill was nice enough to help her carry her things inside.
"Madame. I'm Hermione Granger, I'm your new boarder and student." Said Hermione, extending her hand.
"We are very happy to have you with us. Only one problem, I run the boards upstairs. You have to hire your own instructor. I will gladly have the money for the boarding and use of equipment now thank you." Said Miss Summit.
Hermione reluctantly handed out her money and took her things upstairs to her small room. The walls were painted cream with white lines. The carpet was also cream. There was a small window and a rather rickety looking bed with a white quilt and pillow on it. There was a closet, a small round table and some outlets for lights and other things. Hermione guessed there was a bathroom for all the girls and they all had their dinner in some sort of cafeteria.
'Well this is the best that I can do for right now. I better start sending out notices for a proper teacher and partner.' Said Hermione, as Bill came up with her trunk.
"Thank you Bill. Do you mind placing it in the corner over there, thanks so much. Here's a Galleon for you. "Said Hermione, giving him a big gold coin.
Bill did what he was told and left. Miss Summit came up a moment later with something for Hermione.
"Miss Granger, this will be the only leotard that we will equip you with without charge. Take good care of it. The bathroom is down the hall. We serve breakfast at exactly 8:00, there shall be no lunch get used to it. Dinner will be at 6:00. Do not be late or you can't eat. Have a nice day." She said and left.
Hermione hooked up her phone and began making numerous phone calls to newspapers, phone books, and just random people.
For dinner that night all they had was a bowl of chicken broth and a glass of water. (This is not a concentration camp or anything. They just don't want the girls to get fat.) Hermione went to bed and woke up the next morning to the sound of her phone ringing. She checked her clock and saw that it was 6:30, she answered the phone to a male voice.
$$$$$$ PHONE CONVERSATION $$$$$$$$
"Is this the correct number for a Miss Hermione Granger? I'm calling to answer to your add about a gymnast instructor and partner." Said the voice.
"That's wonderful. Yes this is she. How much do you want and what time can you be here?" asked Hermione, very happy.
"I only ask 1 Galleon a week. (Thank goodness Hermione had won a contest; she was able to pay the guy). And I'll come over 8:30. We can start right away." Said the voice.
"Thank you so much. See you when I see you." Said Hermione, hanging up her green jelly bean phone.
Hermione took a shower, dressed in her black leotard and raced down stairs for breakfast. All they were served was a small bowl of a hot creamy substance and a cup of milk for strong bones. Hermione was the first to finish.
When she got to the ground floor room she started stretching and then placed in a tape of 'The sun will come out Tomorrow'. And did her routine while waiting. Soon a male voice was heard behind her.
"No, you're doing it all wrong. Your arms need to be up more Granger." Said the voice. Hermione stopped dead.
"What are you doing here?" asked Hermione, turning off the music.
"I'm your coach. Of course I knew it was you and I've decided that it was up to me to help you. Now, let's get back to work shall we." Said Draco Malfoy.
Hermione followed him closely. Draco took off his jacket and shoes and began to stretch.
"I suggest that you do the same. We have a long day ahead of us. We're going to start with the beam." Said Draco, bending over backwards.
When they were fully warmed up, Hermione had a running start towards the springboard. She jumped and landed nicely on the beam.
"Nice. But when you jump you should try not to look so weak. Straighten up, try it again." Said Draco, actually helping her down.
Hermione did do it again, at least 7 more times until she did it the way that Draco wanted it. Then they moved to the next step.
"Now that we have that mastered. Do two practice backhand springs, exactly after landing. Try your best not to slip. I'll add some chalk." Said Draco, getting out his wand and tapping the brown colored beam.
"I have a question before I do this. First why are you here and second, how do you know how to do all of this stuff?" asked Hermione, pinning back a loose bit of hair.
"First, I'm here because you needed help, right. And second, I used to be on a junior male team. I hope that about covers it. Get to work, next we have to work on your dismount." Said Draco, sitting down.
Hermione did the first flip nicely but when she tried to do the other, she slipped and fell into Draco's lap. She shot up quickly trying not to show that she was embarrassed. She went up and tried it again.
"Well it's good to see that you have a lot of determination. Thank goodness you're not heavy, I could have died." Said Draco, smirking at her.
Hermione paid no attention to him and attempted at her work again. After her fourth try she got it right.
"Did you see that. I got it right, now help me with my dismount and then I'll show you my whole routine." Said Hermione, smiling brightly.
Draco nodded and handed her a bottle of water.
"Ok, you don't want to get too much air because that would end up making you fall or make you get injured. You want at least one flip and when you land. Stick it, don't forget to smile." Said Draco, taking the bottle back.
Hermione nodded and actually on her first try she got it. She was happy; little curls on the side of her face were covered sweat sticking to her face. Then she placed in another CD and began her routine. The song was 'You can Fly' from Peter Pan, but there were no words. When it was over she stuck it and smiled with her arms raised.
"That was great but when you do that leap thing, don't go so high. That can result to slipping or missing the beam completely. Here, you have to drink a lot of water because you loose it all when you're sweating." Draco stated, handing her a new colder bottle.
While she was drinking, he couldn't help but notice that she looked different. Her hair looked straight even though it was tied tightly to the back of her head in a bun. Her figure was small and she had curves in the right spots. Her legs were long and slender. Kind of like a model would look.
"Hello Draco. We've got to work on the floor exercises. And you have to promise not to laugh at me, I'm a little self conscience." Said Hermione, picking up her bag and walking over to the soft blue floor.
Hermione started the music. And her routine was exactly like Courtney Kupets on the American team. (That was on last night. Thursday, August 19, 2004). When she was finished she walked over to Draco.
"Well what do you think? Do I need to change anything or better yet, pretend that you're a judge and what score would you give me?" asked Hermione, shifty her weight from one leg to the other.
Draco thought about that for a moment and then spoke.
"I'd give you a 9.788. Sound fair enough?" Draco said, with a smirk on his face.
"You know. I have a bad feeling that if you ever had children they would inherit that. And I'm sure it would be cute at first but then it would get kind of annoying." Said Hermione.
"I wouldn't mind. But enough about me, if you had children I'm sure that they would have your teeth and attitude." Said Draco.
"That wouldn't be a problem at all. I'd be happy for them. Come we have to work on my vault, no matter how much I hate it." Said Hermione standing up and going to the end of the room.
Draco smiled sort of and stood on the side to watch. She started at a quick pace, bounced, flipped over the vault and then did a summersault.
"Are you aware that you're suppose to stand still. I'd give you an 8.000 for that. Think of it as the dismount for the beam. You want to land right there and don't move." Said Draco, helping her up.
Hermione glared at him and started over again. They spent most of the time practicing the vault. Even when she got it right, they went over it again. It was well passed noon when they decided to move on the uneven bars.
"Well what are you waiting for?" asked Draco.
"I can't get up there myself you twit. You're suppose to help me up." Said Hermione, reaching up.
When Draco got over there she thought she heard him whisper something that sounded like, "Stupid girly mudblood." She smiled and allowed him to pick her up. When she touched the bar she began, but lost her grip and once again landed in Draco's lap.
"We have to stop meeting like this." Said Draco, smirking yet again.
Hermione rolled her eyes and got up. And she walked back under the bar. Draco followed suit and helped her up.
"Wait, your legs are wrong. Don't have them spread out like that. Close them and point your toes the entire time." Said Draco, fixing them for her.
Hermione noticed that whenever Draco touched her, she seemed to blush and feel very heated inside. She shrugged it off and thought nothing of it. The second time that she did it, she managed not to fall and she finished the whole routine but messed up with the dismount.
"What did I do wrong this time?" asked Hermione, when Draco walked over.
"For one thing MG you have not do so many turns. That leads to flipping over or pushing your body too far way from your destination."
"MG?" asked Hermione, drinking water.
"Mudblood Granger..." said Draco.
"Don't you even dare. Change it to something else or just don't use my name at all." Said Hermione, very red in the cheeks from, heat, anger and embarrassment.
"Fine how about 'Mione Granger? Does that sound any better to you?" asked Draco.
"I like that a whole lot better. And for you how about, FM. As in Ferret Malfoy." Said Hermione, smiling.
"Oh, no. I had to change yours so you change mine. Or I'm going to write a note home to your parents." Said Draco, in a pretend grown-up voice.
"Oh no, not my parents. Fine, how about I just call you Draco?" asked Hermione, going down into a split.
He didn't answer. He just stared at her for a second, almost as though he was trying to figure her out.
"You know. No matter how hard you stare, I doubt you'll be able to see through me." Said Hermione, standing up.
Draco jerked back to reality.
"Ok, this is a new thing that I just heard of it's like a couple kind of thing, so sorry about this." Said Draco, picking up Hermione and leading her to the area where she was doing floor expressions.
"So what do we have to do. And please never pick me up like that again, unless I'm out of my mind or badly injured." Said Hermione.
Draco flicked his wand and Latin music started playing. He reached out his hand for hers and she accepted. They were in the middle of this weird split thing when all of a sudden he spun her out.
"Have dinner with me." Draco stated, when she was up against him again.
"Are you kidding me? Why?" Asked Hermione, as he dipped her.
"Because. I need to speak with you." Said Draco, as Hermione did a double spin.
"About what?" Hermione asked again. Lifting her leg up so she was vertical.
"We need to catch up on stuff." Said Draco, when the music stopped.
They were both breathing heavily.
"It would only be this one night unless we find another reason to. Please just say yes." Draco said, kind of pathetically.
"I can't do this. I won't do this." Said Hermione walking away.
$$(LATER THAT NIGHT)$$
"I can't believe I'm doing this." Said Hermione.
"Don't worry. I'm not all that bad. It's just this once." Said Draco, helping her into his red mustang.
They rode off into the night.
A/N: WHAT DID YOU THINK. I'LL WRITE MORE WHEN I GET THOSE REVEIWS. IT'S KIND OF SHAKEY NOW BUT IT'LL GET BETTER. I'VE BEEN THINKING IT OVER FOR A WHILE NOW, SO HOPE IT'S OK.
-JENNIFER