Author's note: This is dedicated to my best friend Pinky Toes, (at least
that's what she calls herselfhinthintnudgenudge) who is moving
tomorrow... not personally a big fan of HarryCho, but please, for the purpose
of this story, just leave it, that's the way Pinky Toes and I always viewed
the Harry Potter Future up until book five...
Disclaimer: Everything related to Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, I don't own anything except for maybe a few characters
Anyway, here goes:
Chapter 1:
As the first day of school began, Cho Chang walked confidently through the halls with her clique, Marietta, Ana and Padma. As always, they were making fun of the less popular variety. Not a variety of make-up or microwaves, but of people... you know, the usual Neville Longbottom, Collin and Dennis Creevy, Eloise Midgeon, and Hermione Granger, the girl who knows everything and stole Harry Potter from her.
Cho had been so mad at Harry for his trust in a girl other than his girlfriend about Cedric Diggory. Especially one with bushy hair, who had once had bucked teeth. Cho just really wanted to get back at her and get her expelled. Yes, it was against, as she'd heard, Granger's priorities, and she had to admit it was cruel. Maybe even to an extreme it was cruel, but she still felt that want to do it.
As Cho and her clique left the great hall from breakfast, she found an unpleasant surprise along her way. Cho walked at a fast to avoid Harry, but unfortunately she ran straight into someone else. The afore mentioned Hermione Granger lay sprawled on the ground next to her with her thousands of books on the floor next to her.
"I could use a little help here," Hermione said, frustrated.
"Sorry, I am not going to help you. It wasn't my fault, that you couldn't control the motion of your feet," Cho shot back sarcastically.
"Don't mean to argue with the boss," Hermione argued.
"Thank you, 'cause I am one. So you'll listen to me when I tell you to make quick with the picking up of supplies and moving your ass to your first class," Cho said in a snobby manner.
Hermione just glared at her. Then they all left for Transfiguration, unfortunately they were all in the same class. Professor McGonagall offered Hermione a year ahead in this class, she obviously took the offer. All she had to do was to take a sixth year exam for Transfiguration. It would be a breeze for her. Today they were learning how to turn objects into ferrets. Hermione had once observed this when Malfoy had been turned into one. Hermione thought back to what happened in the hall. She was a smart girl, no doubt about it, brilliant even, which was the reason why she had known why Chang had this grudge against her. Harry had been friends with her since first year, of course he'd tell her more than he told Chang...
As McGonagall was speaking, Cho and the girls had a brilliant idea against Granger. They wanted to dye her hair green. So, when her class was almost over the group started to activate the plan.... As the class was reaching five minutes to ending, Cho muttered the charm and "poof." Hermione's hair was an icky, ugly, dark booger green. Everyone in the class was laughing and they were be sure to pee. Poor Granger didn't know what was going on, but then they saw everyone pointing at her hair. She fled with tears out of the classroom. McGonagall just stood there in shock.
"Everyone here is staying here for interrogation after class, and unless none of you confess to embarrassing Miss Granger, none of you will make it to your class with a late pass," McGonagall said after a few moments.
Cho turned to the boy next to her. His name was Freddie Lepeddie, and she knew for a fact that he was one of the many geeks and dorks that liked her.
"Freddie, would you like to go get some butterbeers with me next Hogsmeade trip?" she whispered.
Freddie started breathing heavily, and snorted...
"Really, you mean that?" he asked. She nodded silently.
"Oh, but, could you do me this one favor?" she asked. He gestured for her to go on. "Well, you see, Hermione's hair is like that because my pronunciation on the spell was a bit off, and I really don't want to get in trouble, could you please tell Professor that you did it? Pleeeease?" she continued.
"Well, I'll agree to do this even though there may be serious consequences, but I'll do it for my sweetie pie!!" he whispered excitedly...
"Professor, I did it. I turned her hair green... I thought the color was reeeeal purty," he said.
"Detention tomorrow night, here Freddie. At seven and be on time or else..."
Hermione walked into the girl's bathroom. Myrtle was there and started to say that her face looked like a giant tomato. Hermione's frown deepened. She walked back towards the door and headed for the Room of Requirement. She was confused about what she really wanted. Instead she went to the girls' dormitory. The girl fixed her hair after seeing it in the mirror. It looked much better than before. It took her about the class time.
Oh no, she thought miserably. I missed Defense Against the Dark Arts!
She looked back at the mirror. She was never really one to care about her looks. Not very much anyway, but now. She was older, and like any girl, she wanted to be... not ugly... okay, it sounded shallow, it sounded like there was nothing she cared about besides the way she looked. Her studies came first of course.
She walked downstairs, and was met by the worried faces of Harry and Ron.
"What the hell, Hermione? You actually missed a class? What happened?" Ron asked.
"Just don't. ask. Not right now."
She was about to leave through the portrait hole when Ron muttered something under his breath and she caught it.
"What was that?"
Harry rolled his eyes. This was NOT the time for another row between Ron and Hermione. Snape's class was next...
"I said 'I was just a little worried is all'!!" Ron yelled at her.
"Well, maybe you shouldn't worry about me in the first place. Just 'cause I'm some defenseless female, doesn't mean I' can't defend myself?"
"And I thought you were the smart one," Ron said sarcastically. Hermione stormed out of the portrait hole. Today was not a good day.
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Did you like it? Please review!!
Disclaimer: Everything related to Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, I don't own anything except for maybe a few characters
Anyway, here goes:
Chapter 1:
As the first day of school began, Cho Chang walked confidently through the halls with her clique, Marietta, Ana and Padma. As always, they were making fun of the less popular variety. Not a variety of make-up or microwaves, but of people... you know, the usual Neville Longbottom, Collin and Dennis Creevy, Eloise Midgeon, and Hermione Granger, the girl who knows everything and stole Harry Potter from her.
Cho had been so mad at Harry for his trust in a girl other than his girlfriend about Cedric Diggory. Especially one with bushy hair, who had once had bucked teeth. Cho just really wanted to get back at her and get her expelled. Yes, it was against, as she'd heard, Granger's priorities, and she had to admit it was cruel. Maybe even to an extreme it was cruel, but she still felt that want to do it.
As Cho and her clique left the great hall from breakfast, she found an unpleasant surprise along her way. Cho walked at a fast to avoid Harry, but unfortunately she ran straight into someone else. The afore mentioned Hermione Granger lay sprawled on the ground next to her with her thousands of books on the floor next to her.
"I could use a little help here," Hermione said, frustrated.
"Sorry, I am not going to help you. It wasn't my fault, that you couldn't control the motion of your feet," Cho shot back sarcastically.
"Don't mean to argue with the boss," Hermione argued.
"Thank you, 'cause I am one. So you'll listen to me when I tell you to make quick with the picking up of supplies and moving your ass to your first class," Cho said in a snobby manner.
Hermione just glared at her. Then they all left for Transfiguration, unfortunately they were all in the same class. Professor McGonagall offered Hermione a year ahead in this class, she obviously took the offer. All she had to do was to take a sixth year exam for Transfiguration. It would be a breeze for her. Today they were learning how to turn objects into ferrets. Hermione had once observed this when Malfoy had been turned into one. Hermione thought back to what happened in the hall. She was a smart girl, no doubt about it, brilliant even, which was the reason why she had known why Chang had this grudge against her. Harry had been friends with her since first year, of course he'd tell her more than he told Chang...
As McGonagall was speaking, Cho and the girls had a brilliant idea against Granger. They wanted to dye her hair green. So, when her class was almost over the group started to activate the plan.... As the class was reaching five minutes to ending, Cho muttered the charm and "poof." Hermione's hair was an icky, ugly, dark booger green. Everyone in the class was laughing and they were be sure to pee. Poor Granger didn't know what was going on, but then they saw everyone pointing at her hair. She fled with tears out of the classroom. McGonagall just stood there in shock.
"Everyone here is staying here for interrogation after class, and unless none of you confess to embarrassing Miss Granger, none of you will make it to your class with a late pass," McGonagall said after a few moments.
Cho turned to the boy next to her. His name was Freddie Lepeddie, and she knew for a fact that he was one of the many geeks and dorks that liked her.
"Freddie, would you like to go get some butterbeers with me next Hogsmeade trip?" she whispered.
Freddie started breathing heavily, and snorted...
"Really, you mean that?" he asked. She nodded silently.
"Oh, but, could you do me this one favor?" she asked. He gestured for her to go on. "Well, you see, Hermione's hair is like that because my pronunciation on the spell was a bit off, and I really don't want to get in trouble, could you please tell Professor that you did it? Pleeeease?" she continued.
"Well, I'll agree to do this even though there may be serious consequences, but I'll do it for my sweetie pie!!" he whispered excitedly...
"Professor, I did it. I turned her hair green... I thought the color was reeeeal purty," he said.
"Detention tomorrow night, here Freddie. At seven and be on time or else..."
Hermione walked into the girl's bathroom. Myrtle was there and started to say that her face looked like a giant tomato. Hermione's frown deepened. She walked back towards the door and headed for the Room of Requirement. She was confused about what she really wanted. Instead she went to the girls' dormitory. The girl fixed her hair after seeing it in the mirror. It looked much better than before. It took her about the class time.
Oh no, she thought miserably. I missed Defense Against the Dark Arts!
She looked back at the mirror. She was never really one to care about her looks. Not very much anyway, but now. She was older, and like any girl, she wanted to be... not ugly... okay, it sounded shallow, it sounded like there was nothing she cared about besides the way she looked. Her studies came first of course.
She walked downstairs, and was met by the worried faces of Harry and Ron.
"What the hell, Hermione? You actually missed a class? What happened?" Ron asked.
"Just don't. ask. Not right now."
She was about to leave through the portrait hole when Ron muttered something under his breath and she caught it.
"What was that?"
Harry rolled his eyes. This was NOT the time for another row between Ron and Hermione. Snape's class was next...
"I said 'I was just a little worried is all'!!" Ron yelled at her.
"Well, maybe you shouldn't worry about me in the first place. Just 'cause I'm some defenseless female, doesn't mean I' can't defend myself?"
"And I thought you were the smart one," Ron said sarcastically. Hermione stormed out of the portrait hole. Today was not a good day.
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