My first AU fic. I'm so sick of being canon I guess. Presenting "Her Pride and His Prejudice"... can already tell how the story will go? I bet.

Mrs. Granger was all in a dither. A wealthy bachelor was rumoured to settle in their neighborhood. A right chance for her daughter to step in and dazzle him with her charms. She quickly confided in her husband, Mr. Granger, a man of few words and sense, about the recent arrival of a Mr. Potter in Godric's Hollow.

"Oh, Mr. Granger! Can you think of all the possibilities this brings our dear Hermione?" Mrs. Granger simpered girlishly.

"I assure you, my dear, that you are implying to only one possibility and that is marriage." Mr. Granger replied contemplatively behind his book.

"You must hasten to visit and secure an invitation to the ball!"

"If I must, then, my dear." Mr. Granger sighed submissively.

Hermione overheard the conversation between her silly mother and her unconcerned father by listening behind the study door. It brought a distasteful scowl on her face because it made her remember all the past blokes her mother forced on her. She was twenty, why did her simpering mother think she couldn't handle matrimonial decisions herself?

"Hermione!" her bestfriend, Ginny, called from outside their house. She quickly hurried to the door, dropping her book on the way.

"Good morning, Ginny. What brings you here?"

"Have you heard of the new neighbors?"

"Believe me, I've heard enough."

"People have been talking about how dashing a young man, is! I do wonder what he is like."

"I presume he is very agreeable, Ginny, now can we talk of other things? All this fuss about the stuck up, new arrivals is just utterly mad."

At the night of the ball...

Everyone was dancing happily at the huge, magnificent ballroom of the Hartfield estate. The joyous ruckus was mainly because the guests of honor had not appeared yet. Hermione was having the time of her life dancing with Ginny and her pile of brothers who seemed almost like family to her. Both coming from poor families, it wasn't a wonder why. The chorus ended when the giant, wooden entrance suddenly opened to reveal the new neighbors. Mr. Potter was a dashing young man like everyone had speculated. His jet-black hair and warm, green eyes stood out from the set. His lips were curled in a genuine smile.

"Who is that grim-looking man beside dear Mr. Potter?" Hermione inquired of Ginny.

"That is , apparently a long-time friend of Mr. Potter. I hear he earns twice as much as his friend does, and that he still is an elligible bachelor."

"How sad that God has given him an angel's face yet with a gloomy aura." Hermione observed to her friend. The man looked completely unconcerned with all the whispers in the hall. His grey eyes turned to a young woman with brown hair whispering to her red-headed friend.

"Well, I for one have no care for Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter seems quite the gentleman!"

"Hermione!" Mrs. Granger looked excited as a schoolgirl as she called from across the chamber. "Come hither that you and Mr. Potter may meet!"

Hermione suppressed a groan.

"It is lovely to finally meet you, Mr. Potter." Hermione stated automatically.

"Yes, and you too, Ms. Granger." he replied charmingly. "Have you met my friend? This is Draco Malfoy."

"Mr. Malfoy." Hermione said with a warm smile, but was affronted to receive only a curt nod from the pale, blond man.

Ginny nodged Hermione in the ribcage, making her face screw up in pain. Mr. Malfoy hid a slight grin.

"Ah, yes, this is my dear friend, Ginny Weasley."

"Mr. Potter, I have heard so much of you!" she replied, trying to control the excitement that took over her. Mr. Potter looked a bit taken aback but found her adorable and charming.

Meanwhile the chorus started to play once more.

"Would you care to dance Ms. Weasley?" Mr. Potter asked suddenly.

"Why of course." Mrs. Granger looked horrified and scowled at Hermione.

"Do you dance, Mr. Malfoy?" Hermione attempted a conversation with the seemingly made-of-ice Mr. Malfoy.

"Not if I can help it." surveying her with a steady gaze.

"Oh." Hermione looked dejected, plastering a smile to her face and slipping away to dance with one of Ginny's brothers.

Mr. Malfoy had issues.

Gah! Duh it's Pride and Prejudice, Hary Potter style. Question, should I or should I not put magic?Kind of bugging me right now. So far haven't delved into any details. I hate details. They're as unnecessary as frilly underwear. Anyway, review as you like, or else!