A/N: This is my first fanfic! I hope you like it so please review. Tell me
what you think and I will write more. I am hoping there might be some mushy
stuff in the future! ^_^
Disclaimer: I only own what you don't recognize!
It was the summer before their 5th year at Hogwarts. Over the summer Harry had been staying at Ron's house, and for the last few weeks of the summer holiday, Hermione was there too. But they weren't the only guests. Both Bill and Charlie were back, and Percy was actually home from work, so the house was very crammed.
Because of Harry's generous donation, and much to Mrs. Weasley's disappointment, Fred and George had started a Joke shop. They were often up early working on new ideas and inventions, but today when George had waken up, Fred wasn't there. Instantly he panicked and woke up the other boys. They were all sharing a room. All five of them went to the joke shop to search for Fred. But he wasn't there, or in the house, or at the Ministry of Magic, or anywhere else.
Where could he be they all wondered? Harry and Ron decided to talk about it. Both of them realized that Fred must of run away. But where, he was always with George? Ginny and Hermione were sharing a room and it wasn't long until they woke up. They were wondering what all the commotion was about. "Breakfast everyone" Mrs. Weasley called out, "Also your Hogwarts letters are here"
"Oh no" George exclaimed, "We haven't told mum about Fred yet. She'll go balistic!" "We'll just let her find out herself" Ron shrugged.
"Is Fred still sleeping then?" Mrs. Weasley questioned as they appeared downstairs. "Well actually....." George started, but couldn't finish.
"We can't find him" Bill finished the horrid sentence for George, wincing. "WHAT?" Mrs. Weasley cried out.
"Yea, we looked everywhere." Then Mrs. Weasley turned around and started to frantically make phone calls, and everyone else continued on with their breakfast quietly.
When Harry, Bill and Charlie were talking about quidditch, Hermione, Ginny and Hermione were telling Percy about there previous school year, and Mrs. Weasley was talking to George about Fred; Ron was looking at his Hogwarts letter. There was going to be a 5th year American exchange student, and she'd be staying in Gryffindor. After a while Harry and Hermione saw this too. They were all thinking something different. Harry was wondering if she played quidditch, Hermione was wondering what classes she'd be taking and Ron was wondering what she looked like.
Soon after breakfast, Mrs. Weasley told them that they'd be traveling to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies. Of course, they would be traveling by floo powder. It was the only way. By now, Harry was quite use to using floo powder, but being a muggle born Hermione wasn't. Though she was afraid to admit that she was. They all slowly got through the fire when the last three people were Hermione, Ron and Harry.
"You go first 'mione," Ron and Harry insisted. "Oh, er. well alright," Hermione cautiously replied.
Hermione stepped into the fire place and clearly said, "Diagon Alley," but she was afraid she would get out in the wrong fireplace. So taking care not to get out to late, she quickly stepped out. She quickly realized that she had gotten out either too early or too late because the first thing she saw was a giant bedroom with a green and silver lined queen sized bed. She heard a voice coming to the door and hid beneath the bed. It was the voice of someone she knew all too well.
"Yes father," Spoke the infamous Draco Malfoy, "I do need new robes this year. I am not going to wear robes two years in a row like some filthy poor person." Malfoy entered the room and Hermione froze like a rabbit hiding from a fox. He grabbed his wallet, checked himself out in the mirror then paused, "I wonder if Granger has changed?" he said out loud, quietly, but out loud.
For some odd reason Hermione had the slightest urge to see what Malfoy looked liked, if he had changed, but from under the bed, all she could see was his feet. Malfoy quickly exited and Hermione got to her feet. She looked at the fireplace and saw a flowerpot full of floo powder that looked like it hadn't been used in ages. "Probably too filthy for that spoiled baby," Hermione thought with a quiet chuckle. She grabbed some of the floo powder, and threw herself in the fireplace saying Diagon Alley. This time she happened to get out at the right fireplace, right inside of Flourish and Blot's. She quickly realized that Harry and Ron would be at the Quidditch store, so she ran over there and found them.
"Hello Harry. Hello Ron," Hermione said with a smile. "Hermione!" They both said together, "Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you!" "Then why are you in here? Do you honestly think I would be in a quidditch supplies shop? But that is besides the point." She added, "I landed in a wizarding house, saw a bucket of floo powder and left as quickly as I entered." It wasn't entirely a lie. She HAD landed in a wizarding house, and she HAD saw a bucket of floo powder. She just didn't leave right away. She also omitted whose house she landed in.
"Shall we go buy our supplies then Hermione?" Harry questioned. And with that they left to go to Flourish and Blot's.
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Finally it was September 1st, the day they were to go to Hogwarts. Harry and Ron were both taking care of their racing brooms (Ron had finally made the quidditch team) and Hermione was glancing around to find all the other prefects. They weren't too happy when they that saw Malfoy had been made a prefect, although Hermione did notice that he looked unexplainably cuter?!?!.
Disclaimer: I only own what you don't recognize!
It was the summer before their 5th year at Hogwarts. Over the summer Harry had been staying at Ron's house, and for the last few weeks of the summer holiday, Hermione was there too. But they weren't the only guests. Both Bill and Charlie were back, and Percy was actually home from work, so the house was very crammed.
Because of Harry's generous donation, and much to Mrs. Weasley's disappointment, Fred and George had started a Joke shop. They were often up early working on new ideas and inventions, but today when George had waken up, Fred wasn't there. Instantly he panicked and woke up the other boys. They were all sharing a room. All five of them went to the joke shop to search for Fred. But he wasn't there, or in the house, or at the Ministry of Magic, or anywhere else.
Where could he be they all wondered? Harry and Ron decided to talk about it. Both of them realized that Fred must of run away. But where, he was always with George? Ginny and Hermione were sharing a room and it wasn't long until they woke up. They were wondering what all the commotion was about. "Breakfast everyone" Mrs. Weasley called out, "Also your Hogwarts letters are here"
"Oh no" George exclaimed, "We haven't told mum about Fred yet. She'll go balistic!" "We'll just let her find out herself" Ron shrugged.
"Is Fred still sleeping then?" Mrs. Weasley questioned as they appeared downstairs. "Well actually....." George started, but couldn't finish.
"We can't find him" Bill finished the horrid sentence for George, wincing. "WHAT?" Mrs. Weasley cried out.
"Yea, we looked everywhere." Then Mrs. Weasley turned around and started to frantically make phone calls, and everyone else continued on with their breakfast quietly.
When Harry, Bill and Charlie were talking about quidditch, Hermione, Ginny and Hermione were telling Percy about there previous school year, and Mrs. Weasley was talking to George about Fred; Ron was looking at his Hogwarts letter. There was going to be a 5th year American exchange student, and she'd be staying in Gryffindor. After a while Harry and Hermione saw this too. They were all thinking something different. Harry was wondering if she played quidditch, Hermione was wondering what classes she'd be taking and Ron was wondering what she looked like.
Soon after breakfast, Mrs. Weasley told them that they'd be traveling to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies. Of course, they would be traveling by floo powder. It was the only way. By now, Harry was quite use to using floo powder, but being a muggle born Hermione wasn't. Though she was afraid to admit that she was. They all slowly got through the fire when the last three people were Hermione, Ron and Harry.
"You go first 'mione," Ron and Harry insisted. "Oh, er. well alright," Hermione cautiously replied.
Hermione stepped into the fire place and clearly said, "Diagon Alley," but she was afraid she would get out in the wrong fireplace. So taking care not to get out to late, she quickly stepped out. She quickly realized that she had gotten out either too early or too late because the first thing she saw was a giant bedroom with a green and silver lined queen sized bed. She heard a voice coming to the door and hid beneath the bed. It was the voice of someone she knew all too well.
"Yes father," Spoke the infamous Draco Malfoy, "I do need new robes this year. I am not going to wear robes two years in a row like some filthy poor person." Malfoy entered the room and Hermione froze like a rabbit hiding from a fox. He grabbed his wallet, checked himself out in the mirror then paused, "I wonder if Granger has changed?" he said out loud, quietly, but out loud.
For some odd reason Hermione had the slightest urge to see what Malfoy looked liked, if he had changed, but from under the bed, all she could see was his feet. Malfoy quickly exited and Hermione got to her feet. She looked at the fireplace and saw a flowerpot full of floo powder that looked like it hadn't been used in ages. "Probably too filthy for that spoiled baby," Hermione thought with a quiet chuckle. She grabbed some of the floo powder, and threw herself in the fireplace saying Diagon Alley. This time she happened to get out at the right fireplace, right inside of Flourish and Blot's. She quickly realized that Harry and Ron would be at the Quidditch store, so she ran over there and found them.
"Hello Harry. Hello Ron," Hermione said with a smile. "Hermione!" They both said together, "Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you!" "Then why are you in here? Do you honestly think I would be in a quidditch supplies shop? But that is besides the point." She added, "I landed in a wizarding house, saw a bucket of floo powder and left as quickly as I entered." It wasn't entirely a lie. She HAD landed in a wizarding house, and she HAD saw a bucket of floo powder. She just didn't leave right away. She also omitted whose house she landed in.
"Shall we go buy our supplies then Hermione?" Harry questioned. And with that they left to go to Flourish and Blot's.
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Finally it was September 1st, the day they were to go to Hogwarts. Harry and Ron were both taking care of their racing brooms (Ron had finally made the quidditch team) and Hermione was glancing around to find all the other prefects. They weren't too happy when they that saw Malfoy had been made a prefect, although Hermione did notice that he looked unexplainably cuter?!?!.