What is it about Hermione?
It was the beginning of the gang's 6th year and Harry had just spent his first, and best, summer at the Weasley's. They were arriving together at the platform, along with Ginny and the twins. Mrs. Weasley was getting teary eyed as she said goodbye, but they all arrived safely at platform 9 and three quarters.
"Where do you think Hermione is sitting?" Ron asked, as he looked around.
"She said she'd save number 9 for us. . ." Harry replied, checking the numbers on each section. When they reached nine, Hermione greeted them brightly.
"Why hello!" She stood up and smiled at them. Awkwardly, Ron and Harry both took turns hugging her briefly. This year she didn't stay with the Weasley's because she was spending the summer with her parents.
"How was your summer?" Harry asked, just as enthusiastically.
"Okay. We stayed in a muggle town most of the time. My parents had a lot of work to do there." She smiled and after Ron and Harry got situated, she put her feet up on the seat and took out her book and laid it on her lap.
Both boys couldn't help but notice that she looked different. She was dressed very nicely as a muggle would, kaki shorts and a yellow tank top. She wore sandals and her toenails were painted hot pink. Her hair looked different too. Longer, and not as frizzy. Harry sat beside her and Ron was across from her. Once the boys started talking about Quidditch she returned her attention back to the book.
As conversation slowed between Ron and Harry, Hermione felt as if someone was looking at her. When she looked up her brown eyes met with Ron's green ones. He turned a shade of pink and she smiled. She pulled her feet off the seat and straightened up.
"So how did your summer go?" She asked them.
"Wonderful!" Harry exclaimed.
"We had the best time!" Ron added. They talked a little more about how amusing it was to see Fred being tricked into eating an exploding pastry by George and how much trouble they all got in.
"How was Ginny?" Hermione asked. "Did she bother you much?" Now it was Harry's turn for his face to go pink.
"She bothered me, but she didn't annoy Harry." Ron said, laughing. Harry's face turned about twenty shades of red.
"Oh really. . .?" Hermione asked, smiling at him. Harry looked up, completely embarrassed. She noticed the look on his face so she said, "oh no Harry, I'm just joking around." She quickly changed the subject, surprised that she felt a twinge of jealousy. "I'm assuming you all did your summer assignments?" She said in her usual motherly tone.
"Assignment?" Ron asked.
"Don't tell me you forgot!" Hermione exclaimed. "Remember, it was a report on your choosing." Ron and Harry replied in blank looks. "Oh c'mon guys! It was a report on your choosing?" Hoping it would ring a bell . . . but it didn't. They just gave her more blank looks. "Okay, okay, I'll help you." She said in her motherly tone again. Ron and Harry smiled and got out some parchment and a quill. Just then the door thingy on the cart opened to reveal Draco Malfoy's face.
"Why Hello there, Granger." He said wickedly, while staring at her. "Potter. Weasley." He said in disgust.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry asked coolly.
"Oh nothing really." He replied. "There is no hope for you, Granger." He said, his eyes transfixed on hers. She looked away and rolled her eyes.
"Hope for what?" Ron asked defensively.
"Oh you know . . ." He drawled on, "She could be someone if she left you two behind." He cocked an eyebrow at her and she looked at him for a second and rolled her eyes again, looking away.
"Malfoy," she sighed, "do us all a favor and stop humiliating yourself." She turned back to her book. Draco took one last look at her and turned away muttering, 'you'll be sorry.' Once he left, Fred and George interrupted them.
"You seen . . ." Fred spoke but his voice drifted off when he caught sight of Hermione, but what he was looking at were her legs. Her nose was in her book, but she looked up and he smiled cheesily at her. She rolled her eyes and gave Ron a questioning look. He quickly took over.
"What do you want, Fred?" He spoke hastily.
"Oh." He said looking at his younger brother. "Just wondering if you seen Ginny around lately?" He asked now looking at Hermione again. She felt extremely embarrassed and groaned,
"Honestly!" Then she put her feet down on the ground, stood up and went to sit beside Harry, where she was mostly blocked by view.
"No, Fred, we haven't." Ron said as he slammed the door shut in their faces.
Sorry I had to cut it off so soon, but it was getting rather long. Well anyways, I hope you like it. Review, please!
It was the beginning of the gang's 6th year and Harry had just spent his first, and best, summer at the Weasley's. They were arriving together at the platform, along with Ginny and the twins. Mrs. Weasley was getting teary eyed as she said goodbye, but they all arrived safely at platform 9 and three quarters.
"Where do you think Hermione is sitting?" Ron asked, as he looked around.
"She said she'd save number 9 for us. . ." Harry replied, checking the numbers on each section. When they reached nine, Hermione greeted them brightly.
"Why hello!" She stood up and smiled at them. Awkwardly, Ron and Harry both took turns hugging her briefly. This year she didn't stay with the Weasley's because she was spending the summer with her parents.
"How was your summer?" Harry asked, just as enthusiastically.
"Okay. We stayed in a muggle town most of the time. My parents had a lot of work to do there." She smiled and after Ron and Harry got situated, she put her feet up on the seat and took out her book and laid it on her lap.
Both boys couldn't help but notice that she looked different. She was dressed very nicely as a muggle would, kaki shorts and a yellow tank top. She wore sandals and her toenails were painted hot pink. Her hair looked different too. Longer, and not as frizzy. Harry sat beside her and Ron was across from her. Once the boys started talking about Quidditch she returned her attention back to the book.
As conversation slowed between Ron and Harry, Hermione felt as if someone was looking at her. When she looked up her brown eyes met with Ron's green ones. He turned a shade of pink and she smiled. She pulled her feet off the seat and straightened up.
"So how did your summer go?" She asked them.
"Wonderful!" Harry exclaimed.
"We had the best time!" Ron added. They talked a little more about how amusing it was to see Fred being tricked into eating an exploding pastry by George and how much trouble they all got in.
"How was Ginny?" Hermione asked. "Did she bother you much?" Now it was Harry's turn for his face to go pink.
"She bothered me, but she didn't annoy Harry." Ron said, laughing. Harry's face turned about twenty shades of red.
"Oh really. . .?" Hermione asked, smiling at him. Harry looked up, completely embarrassed. She noticed the look on his face so she said, "oh no Harry, I'm just joking around." She quickly changed the subject, surprised that she felt a twinge of jealousy. "I'm assuming you all did your summer assignments?" She said in her usual motherly tone.
"Assignment?" Ron asked.
"Don't tell me you forgot!" Hermione exclaimed. "Remember, it was a report on your choosing." Ron and Harry replied in blank looks. "Oh c'mon guys! It was a report on your choosing?" Hoping it would ring a bell . . . but it didn't. They just gave her more blank looks. "Okay, okay, I'll help you." She said in her motherly tone again. Ron and Harry smiled and got out some parchment and a quill. Just then the door thingy on the cart opened to reveal Draco Malfoy's face.
"Why Hello there, Granger." He said wickedly, while staring at her. "Potter. Weasley." He said in disgust.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry asked coolly.
"Oh nothing really." He replied. "There is no hope for you, Granger." He said, his eyes transfixed on hers. She looked away and rolled her eyes.
"Hope for what?" Ron asked defensively.
"Oh you know . . ." He drawled on, "She could be someone if she left you two behind." He cocked an eyebrow at her and she looked at him for a second and rolled her eyes again, looking away.
"Malfoy," she sighed, "do us all a favor and stop humiliating yourself." She turned back to her book. Draco took one last look at her and turned away muttering, 'you'll be sorry.' Once he left, Fred and George interrupted them.
"You seen . . ." Fred spoke but his voice drifted off when he caught sight of Hermione, but what he was looking at were her legs. Her nose was in her book, but she looked up and he smiled cheesily at her. She rolled her eyes and gave Ron a questioning look. He quickly took over.
"What do you want, Fred?" He spoke hastily.
"Oh." He said looking at his younger brother. "Just wondering if you seen Ginny around lately?" He asked now looking at Hermione again. She felt extremely embarrassed and groaned,
"Honestly!" Then she put her feet down on the ground, stood up and went to sit beside Harry, where she was mostly blocked by view.
"No, Fred, we haven't." Ron said as he slammed the door shut in their faces.
Sorry I had to cut it off so soon, but it was getting rather long. Well anyways, I hope you like it. Review, please!