Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all other characters were created by J.K
Rowling and were not created by this author. However, the author must point
out that if by any chance Ron Weasley is found in the trunk of her car, he
went there himself. I swear.I mean HE swears!
A/N: Yay! My first fan fiction! Please read and review! I know they summery
sounded cheesy, but it's better than that. Really! Special thanks to Flexi
Lexi for all her cool inspiration. Same to Omlette du Fromage.
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"Oh god, spare us the details." Hermione, Harry, and Ron walked back to Hogwarts after spending a particularly extraordinary day at the Three Broomsticks.
"No! No! I'm serious!" Ron was practically skipping as he related, for what seemed the 20th time, his date with Padma. "I never knew until now that she had-"
"Ron, please," Hermione sighed. "This topic has been exhausted long ago. Could we talk about something else. Anything else?" Ron's face fell and he looked over at Harry for support.
"Hermione, why don't we let him bask in his glory for a few more minutes?" Harry slapped Ron on the back, sending him temporarily off balance. "The man's just had his first date. Let him rub it in a bit more."
Hermione nodded, trying to hold back the ever-increasing throb in her head.
The shone shone brightly as they walked across the wind swept grounds to the castle. Summer, while refreshing, hadn't stopped Hermione from looking forward to her return to Hogwarts. She found things strangely..normal in her first weeks back. One would think that with the return of Voldemort things would be a little more hectic. But no, it was all the same...calm and bordering on dull.
That is until Ron hit a certain milestone in his life..
It wasn't that she wasn't happy for Ron. She was glad at least someone she knew was in a normal relationship. Harry certainly wasn't having any luck. Since the ending of last year, Harry hadn't really been himself. She could understand partially, what with being nearly killed for the 6th time in his life. His infatuation with Cho had worn off as well and not even Quidditch seemed to bring him the same joy as it once did. Hermione looked over at Harry, listening good-sportily to Ron. He seemed tired. He shot her an amused look as Ron took a breath in his story.
Hermione looked back at her hands, which were clenched in front of her. She felt sorry for Harry. Being one of his best friends, she cared about how he felt.
"And I swear my kiss was like the breath of life! I could cure blindness with my mad skill!" Ron's voice rang out across the grounds as they neared Hogwarts at last. "I half-expected to her to shout 'Hallelujah! Lord, I am saved!'" Heads turned and Ron's ears turned bright red.
"Alright, Wonder Snog, let's tone it down a bit." Harry chuckled as Ron casually attempted to hide behind Harry from the stares of some passing Hufflepuff 2nd years. His head, however, showed majestically red over Harry's black hair.
"Wonder Snog? Don't flatter him, Potter." They turned around to see Draco Malfoy and his usually cronies walking at a leisurely pace about five steps behind them. "Padma, Weasley? Shame. I guess you just couldn't afford any better."
Ron ears, which where once red turned absolute crimson.
"Why don't you show all of us your miracle snog, Weasel? Kiss Granger. It might shrink her hair a bit. Or her teeth."
"If you want to talk about big Malfoy, let's start with your head." Hermione spat back. Malfoy had gotten particularly nasty these days. Maybe it was because of Harry's life long ban from Quidditch being removed. Maybe from the recent "D" he got in Transfiguration. She was sure that fact of his dad being in Azkaban didn't help either.
"Keep your frizzy head out of this, you little Mudblood," Malfoy spat back. "You might find that your mouth has grown too big for your face one day." Malfoy smirked as they walked past them, bumping Harry's shoulder. Ron fumbled in his pocket for his wand, but Hermione grabbed his hand, shaking her head.
"Don't. It's want he wants. Besides, a detention would ruin your day even more that he would." Ron's teeth clenched as the Slytherin shouts of "Hallelujah" reverberated across the grounds, but he finally let go of his wand. Harry took him by the shoulders and started to lead him back to the castle. "Why don't you tell me about Padma again? Did she ask you out for another date?" Hermione sighed as she pocketed Ron's wand. "I'll give it back to him later when he's cooled down a bit," she thought.
She stared at Ron and Harry's retreating backs. The school year had hardly started and already they had had a row with Malfoy. She didn't know how much more of his jeering and taunting she could cope with. She was worried that it might be only a matter of time before Ron finally does something stupid.
She sighed dramatically, her breath coming out like clouds in front of her face. It was growing cold. The grassed crackled with frost as she walked over the lawn to the castle. At least there was one thing she could look forward to this year: more time at the Burrow. Since the death of Sirius, the Order of the Pheonix had gone public. The ministry had finally swallowed their pride and admitted to Voldemort's return and this winter break, for safety, she and her family were spending the Christmas with Harry, Ron, and his family. Two weeks without the stress of school or the rumors of Voldemort. Two weeks without Malfoy.
"Hallelujah," she breathed.
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"Oh god, spare us the details." Hermione, Harry, and Ron walked back to Hogwarts after spending a particularly extraordinary day at the Three Broomsticks.
"No! No! I'm serious!" Ron was practically skipping as he related, for what seemed the 20th time, his date with Padma. "I never knew until now that she had-"
"Ron, please," Hermione sighed. "This topic has been exhausted long ago. Could we talk about something else. Anything else?" Ron's face fell and he looked over at Harry for support.
"Hermione, why don't we let him bask in his glory for a few more minutes?" Harry slapped Ron on the back, sending him temporarily off balance. "The man's just had his first date. Let him rub it in a bit more."
Hermione nodded, trying to hold back the ever-increasing throb in her head.
The shone shone brightly as they walked across the wind swept grounds to the castle. Summer, while refreshing, hadn't stopped Hermione from looking forward to her return to Hogwarts. She found things strangely..normal in her first weeks back. One would think that with the return of Voldemort things would be a little more hectic. But no, it was all the same...calm and bordering on dull.
That is until Ron hit a certain milestone in his life..
It wasn't that she wasn't happy for Ron. She was glad at least someone she knew was in a normal relationship. Harry certainly wasn't having any luck. Since the ending of last year, Harry hadn't really been himself. She could understand partially, what with being nearly killed for the 6th time in his life. His infatuation with Cho had worn off as well and not even Quidditch seemed to bring him the same joy as it once did. Hermione looked over at Harry, listening good-sportily to Ron. He seemed tired. He shot her an amused look as Ron took a breath in his story.
Hermione looked back at her hands, which were clenched in front of her. She felt sorry for Harry. Being one of his best friends, she cared about how he felt.
"And I swear my kiss was like the breath of life! I could cure blindness with my mad skill!" Ron's voice rang out across the grounds as they neared Hogwarts at last. "I half-expected to her to shout 'Hallelujah! Lord, I am saved!'" Heads turned and Ron's ears turned bright red.
"Alright, Wonder Snog, let's tone it down a bit." Harry chuckled as Ron casually attempted to hide behind Harry from the stares of some passing Hufflepuff 2nd years. His head, however, showed majestically red over Harry's black hair.
"Wonder Snog? Don't flatter him, Potter." They turned around to see Draco Malfoy and his usually cronies walking at a leisurely pace about five steps behind them. "Padma, Weasley? Shame. I guess you just couldn't afford any better."
Ron ears, which where once red turned absolute crimson.
"Why don't you show all of us your miracle snog, Weasel? Kiss Granger. It might shrink her hair a bit. Or her teeth."
"If you want to talk about big Malfoy, let's start with your head." Hermione spat back. Malfoy had gotten particularly nasty these days. Maybe it was because of Harry's life long ban from Quidditch being removed. Maybe from the recent "D" he got in Transfiguration. She was sure that fact of his dad being in Azkaban didn't help either.
"Keep your frizzy head out of this, you little Mudblood," Malfoy spat back. "You might find that your mouth has grown too big for your face one day." Malfoy smirked as they walked past them, bumping Harry's shoulder. Ron fumbled in his pocket for his wand, but Hermione grabbed his hand, shaking her head.
"Don't. It's want he wants. Besides, a detention would ruin your day even more that he would." Ron's teeth clenched as the Slytherin shouts of "Hallelujah" reverberated across the grounds, but he finally let go of his wand. Harry took him by the shoulders and started to lead him back to the castle. "Why don't you tell me about Padma again? Did she ask you out for another date?" Hermione sighed as she pocketed Ron's wand. "I'll give it back to him later when he's cooled down a bit," she thought.
She stared at Ron and Harry's retreating backs. The school year had hardly started and already they had had a row with Malfoy. She didn't know how much more of his jeering and taunting she could cope with. She was worried that it might be only a matter of time before Ron finally does something stupid.
She sighed dramatically, her breath coming out like clouds in front of her face. It was growing cold. The grassed crackled with frost as she walked over the lawn to the castle. At least there was one thing she could look forward to this year: more time at the Burrow. Since the death of Sirius, the Order of the Pheonix had gone public. The ministry had finally swallowed their pride and admitted to Voldemort's return and this winter break, for safety, she and her family were spending the Christmas with Harry, Ron, and his family. Two weeks without the stress of school or the rumors of Voldemort. Two weeks without Malfoy.
"Hallelujah," she breathed.