Alright, well, this is kind of a pointless prologue, but I wanted a HOLIDAY before starting the first chapter. I also wanted to use this to kinda get the feel of each of the characters. I have never written a Harry Potter fanfiction before, and I'll bet it shows! :P However, I already have a second chapter started, but I need you guys to review to get the encouragement to finish it! Please tell me if you want to hear anymore, or if my writing style totally sucks ... either way, it's up to you! Thanks for at least reading. Ah, all characters are the property (Harry: "The hell? PROPERTY?!") of JK Rowling. I am not her, nor am I affiliated with the writer in any way. I am just a fan, writing fanfiction for fans and for me ... so enjoy :)
Adonise
May 30, 2001
***
"Okay, guys, SMILE!"
Harry Potter and Ron Weasely, posing in a playful chokehold, both looked up at the camera in Hermoine's hands and grinned broadly.
It was her sixteenth birthday, and the three had decided to get together at the beach about an hour from the Dursley's, this being significant because he and Ron had made tentative plans to roll their house with toilet paper. After all, this was a Hogwart's holiday, and since they were sixth years, they were allowed to go wherever they liked, which was part of the reason they were out by the sea.
Was that what made Harry feel especially giddy today, or was it just the mixture of the sweet summer air, the blue frothy waves, and the insanely beating sun on his back? Probably both, he thought contentedly. But that wasn't what mattered; it was the last holiday he'd have until Christmas (which seemed ages away), and he was determined to make it the best it could possibly be.
The flash of the camera brought Harry back to his senses and out of his thought. He wondered why Hermoine would need it on such a sunny day, but didn't bother to mention anything to her.
"Oi, Hermoine ... " Ron called curiously. "Isn't that one of those ... posable cameras?"
Harry silently stifled his amusement.
"Disposable? Yeah." Hermoine said, giggling at Ron's misuse of terminology; the redhead flushed slightly.
"Same difference. Anyway, can I take a picture?"
She and Harry exchanged a look, both with a bit of laughter in their eyes. The two knew Ron wasn't exactly "Muggle technology savvy", but shrugged.
"You sure you know how to use it?"
"Erm. Yeah, Dad taught me one time ... but - but I forgot."
"Uh huh."
"Ron, here." Harry immediately took the camera from Hermoine, approaching Ron with it. Pointing out the button towards the front, he began brief instructions. "Just point at your subject, and snap. Make sure you're far enough away so it's focused right."
He nodded, trying his best to hide his confusement as Hermoine and Harry quickly posed in front of Ron, arms around each other vaguely awkwardly.
"Alright ... just point ... and snap ... " Ron murmured to himself, a bit nervous. It was just a little too late before Harry realized the mistake.
"NO, WRONG WAY, RON! TURN THE CAMERA AROUND!"
Ron yelped loudly, the flash of the camera quickly flooding his face.
"MY EYES! MY BLOODY EYES! HARRY, WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE DAMN CAMERA?!"
Hermoine blinked at Ron with a mixture of pity and exhasperation, while Harry was filled with mostly the latter and amusement.
"You had it backwards," he laughed. "Turn it around and - "
"Agh, screw this ... I wanna go swim!"
Throwing the camera onto the sandy ground, Ron sped off towards the water lapping against the beach, skewing a bit off-path. His vision was obviously only temporarily impaired from the bright flash. Harry followed still, and they both dove into the water, ignoring Hermoine's calls.
"HEY! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, AND ... " She stopped. Nah, she thought. It's no big deal.
The brunette smiled to herself and after shoving the camera into her bag, grabbed an offwhite sun umbrella and headed towards the direction Harry and Ron had gone off to. However, instead of going into the water, she sat along the edge with her feet dipped in the frothy foam of the waves, sighing happily and watching her two friends - mainly Harry.
How long had it been since she'd fallen for him? She could remember having slight feelings for the famous boy a couple weeks after she'd first met Harry. It was clear to her, at any rate, that it wasn't mutual; they both knew that anything beyond friendship wasn't tangible, and he'd only shown interest in the Ravenclaw Seeker, Cho Chang. Not that Hermoine resented this - it was solely Harry's happiness she cared for. As long as he was content, so was she ... but she couldn't help wondering how he'd feel towards her if things were a little different ... if maybe there was no Cho Chang. Maybe then you'd have a chance, Hermoine. Maybe he'd notice you.
"HEY, HERMOINE! HEADS UP!" Almost immediately, her thoughts were interrupted by a wad of something green and stringy pummelting right in the direction of her face. Hermione screamed, startled, and gasped as it hit her straight in the forehead with a big THWACK.
Attempting to keep as calm as possible, the brunette reached up and peeled a ball of seaweed off of her forehead, her cheeks flushing with what would seem repressed anger. She appeared to be glaring --
"Uh oh." Ron and Harry both muttered at the same time, sensing their death knell. "Hermione, we were just -- " they started to protest.
However, instead of commencing a huge chew-out session, she raced towards the sea, heading to the identical spot where Harry and Ron half-floated, eyes wide. Much to their prompt surprise, the girl was laughing.
"I am SO going to kill you two!" Hermione screeched with mirth in her voice. Her two friends both had longer legs than she did, so swimming after them was a lost cause. Still, this didn't mean she couldn't try. The red head and darker haired boy both laughed, egging her on, as they swam off, swirving in different directions, Harry in the lead.
Now this is a vacation, Hermione and Harry thought simultaneously. For a moment, Hermione thought she saw Harry pause slightly to look over his shoulder as that thought entered her mind, but her doubts were reaffirmed when she saw him make a teasing face.
Not one of the three Hogwarts students thought about what could be resting ahead, waiting for their arrival back at the school of magic.
Adonise
May 30, 2001
***
"Okay, guys, SMILE!"
Harry Potter and Ron Weasely, posing in a playful chokehold, both looked up at the camera in Hermoine's hands and grinned broadly.
It was her sixteenth birthday, and the three had decided to get together at the beach about an hour from the Dursley's, this being significant because he and Ron had made tentative plans to roll their house with toilet paper. After all, this was a Hogwart's holiday, and since they were sixth years, they were allowed to go wherever they liked, which was part of the reason they were out by the sea.
Was that what made Harry feel especially giddy today, or was it just the mixture of the sweet summer air, the blue frothy waves, and the insanely beating sun on his back? Probably both, he thought contentedly. But that wasn't what mattered; it was the last holiday he'd have until Christmas (which seemed ages away), and he was determined to make it the best it could possibly be.
The flash of the camera brought Harry back to his senses and out of his thought. He wondered why Hermoine would need it on such a sunny day, but didn't bother to mention anything to her.
"Oi, Hermoine ... " Ron called curiously. "Isn't that one of those ... posable cameras?"
Harry silently stifled his amusement.
"Disposable? Yeah." Hermoine said, giggling at Ron's misuse of terminology; the redhead flushed slightly.
"Same difference. Anyway, can I take a picture?"
She and Harry exchanged a look, both with a bit of laughter in their eyes. The two knew Ron wasn't exactly "Muggle technology savvy", but shrugged.
"You sure you know how to use it?"
"Erm. Yeah, Dad taught me one time ... but - but I forgot."
"Uh huh."
"Ron, here." Harry immediately took the camera from Hermoine, approaching Ron with it. Pointing out the button towards the front, he began brief instructions. "Just point at your subject, and snap. Make sure you're far enough away so it's focused right."
He nodded, trying his best to hide his confusement as Hermoine and Harry quickly posed in front of Ron, arms around each other vaguely awkwardly.
"Alright ... just point ... and snap ... " Ron murmured to himself, a bit nervous. It was just a little too late before Harry realized the mistake.
"NO, WRONG WAY, RON! TURN THE CAMERA AROUND!"
Ron yelped loudly, the flash of the camera quickly flooding his face.
"MY EYES! MY BLOODY EYES! HARRY, WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE DAMN CAMERA?!"
Hermoine blinked at Ron with a mixture of pity and exhasperation, while Harry was filled with mostly the latter and amusement.
"You had it backwards," he laughed. "Turn it around and - "
"Agh, screw this ... I wanna go swim!"
Throwing the camera onto the sandy ground, Ron sped off towards the water lapping against the beach, skewing a bit off-path. His vision was obviously only temporarily impaired from the bright flash. Harry followed still, and they both dove into the water, ignoring Hermoine's calls.
"HEY! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, AND ... " She stopped. Nah, she thought. It's no big deal.
The brunette smiled to herself and after shoving the camera into her bag, grabbed an offwhite sun umbrella and headed towards the direction Harry and Ron had gone off to. However, instead of going into the water, she sat along the edge with her feet dipped in the frothy foam of the waves, sighing happily and watching her two friends - mainly Harry.
How long had it been since she'd fallen for him? She could remember having slight feelings for the famous boy a couple weeks after she'd first met Harry. It was clear to her, at any rate, that it wasn't mutual; they both knew that anything beyond friendship wasn't tangible, and he'd only shown interest in the Ravenclaw Seeker, Cho Chang. Not that Hermoine resented this - it was solely Harry's happiness she cared for. As long as he was content, so was she ... but she couldn't help wondering how he'd feel towards her if things were a little different ... if maybe there was no Cho Chang. Maybe then you'd have a chance, Hermoine. Maybe he'd notice you.
"HEY, HERMOINE! HEADS UP!" Almost immediately, her thoughts were interrupted by a wad of something green and stringy pummelting right in the direction of her face. Hermione screamed, startled, and gasped as it hit her straight in the forehead with a big THWACK.
Attempting to keep as calm as possible, the brunette reached up and peeled a ball of seaweed off of her forehead, her cheeks flushing with what would seem repressed anger. She appeared to be glaring --
"Uh oh." Ron and Harry both muttered at the same time, sensing their death knell. "Hermione, we were just -- " they started to protest.
However, instead of commencing a huge chew-out session, she raced towards the sea, heading to the identical spot where Harry and Ron half-floated, eyes wide. Much to their prompt surprise, the girl was laughing.
"I am SO going to kill you two!" Hermione screeched with mirth in her voice. Her two friends both had longer legs than she did, so swimming after them was a lost cause. Still, this didn't mean she couldn't try. The red head and darker haired boy both laughed, egging her on, as they swam off, swirving in different directions, Harry in the lead.
Now this is a vacation, Hermione and Harry thought simultaneously. For a moment, Hermione thought she saw Harry pause slightly to look over his shoulder as that thought entered her mind, but her doubts were reaffirmed when she saw him make a teasing face.
Not one of the three Hogwarts students thought about what could be resting ahead, waiting for their arrival back at the school of magic.