Disclaimer: I do not own any characters recognized here. Anything recognized as belonging to JK Rowling or Warner Bros. most likely does. The only thing that belongs to me is the plot behind this story.
A/N: My first fic. 'Nuff said. :-) Oh, by the way, constructive criticism is appreciated, but flames will be used to start a fire. Thank you! Plz R/R!!!
For The Love Of Magic
Chapter One
Hermione got out of her parents' car and looked around her. King's Cross hadn't changed a bit since she was last here, at the end of sixth year. Funny thing, really. Although she knew that nothing had changed, it felt so different to know that this was the last time she would depart from here, if only as a student. A strange feeling crept up in her, almost of sadness. Would this really be the last time she sees Hogwarts?
"Now, honey, you know the rules. You're sixteen years old now and I believe you have them memorized." Mrs. Granger always was the patronizing sort.
"Yes, Mother. Don't talk to strangers, don't leave your glass unattended, don't go to the rest room alone, and don't let any guy take advantage of you. I've heard this so many times before, Mum, and every single time it's exactly the same. I would say you sound like a broken record, you say it so often."
"Mind, your mother, Hermione. Respect is a very important virtue in any case." Hermione's father was a man who didn't like to joke around all that much. Stiff, starchy, and strong, this banker was not a force to be reckoned with.
"Yes, Daddy." She gave him a peck on the cheek, hugged her mother, and wheeled her trunk towards the station. She turned one last time and waved goodbye to her parents before disappearing into the crowd of people. She noticed a lot of the kids had changed over the summer. Dean and Seamus looked taller. Neville seemed to have gained some sort of coordination, and was no longer tripping over his own two feet to get everything done before the train left. Colin and his brother, Dennis, however, seem only to have picked up what Neville had dropped off. It was a comic scene, watching as Colin dropped his owl cage and seeing Dennis try to quiet the barn owl within.
Covering her mouth with her hand to stifle the laughter, Hermione trudged on. After a few minutes of following the crowd, she heard a rather familiar voice call her name.
"Hermione!"
It was Harry. "I've been waiting for you! Where have you been?" He wore his usual striped rugby shirt, alternating red and orange. It had the usual white cuffs and collar, and was baggy, as usual. His jeans were dark this time, contrary to his usual stonewash, and he wasn't wearing his glasses.
"Harry, where are your glasses?" Hermione asked with a huge smile and a hug.
"Not here, obviously," he replied with a wink.
"Yes, Harry, I assumed as much. Now, could you be a little more specific please?"
They both laughed as Harry continued. "I got contacts, Mione! Now I don't have to bother about where I put my glasses."
"In your case that's a very good thing." They walked over to the space between platforms nine and ten, preparing for that final step into the wizarding world.
"Ready?" she asked.
"As ever," he answered.
They walked forward and with a flourish landed on platform nine and three quarters. They both spotted Ron at the same time and signaled him to come over. He was smiling when he reached them and said he had some really good news to share.
"You'll never guess the awesome news I've got for the both of you!"
"Should we try?" Hermione remarked.
"Hey, now, watch it!" Ron said in mock offense. "Hermione's got a tongue this year! Amazing!" Hermione play-punched him as he continued. "My family went to Romania over the summer to see Charley, and he gave us some spectacular news!"
"Go on, spit it out!" Harry demanded excitedly.
"Charley," Ron went on, "is going to get married!"
"Oh, that's wonderful, Ron! When are they having the wedding?" Hermione was already beaming at the prospect of Ron having a sister other than Ginny. Not that she had anything against Ginny, of course. She just thought it would be better for Ron (and probably more helpful, too) if he were to be around women more often. Shame this woman would be in Romania with Charley the whole time.
"They haven't set a date yet, but Charley's having a fit about it. He can't stand undecisiveness, and it seems that's how Jenna, his fiance, lives."
"Well now, how about we finish this wonderful story on the Hogwarts Express, shall we? We're about to be left behind," Harry said, "again."
Ron smiled and jumped ahead to help Harry with Hermione's trunk. She thought to herself, "It's good to be a girl with a couple of gentleman friends. You almost never lift a finger!" Smiling inwardly, she stepped aboard and was ready to get to school again, for her graduating year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
A/N: I know it's short but I was short on ideas! I promise it will get better. An unexpected plot twist coming up soon!
A/N: My first fic. 'Nuff said. :-) Oh, by the way, constructive criticism is appreciated, but flames will be used to start a fire. Thank you! Plz R/R!!!
For The Love Of Magic
Chapter One
Hermione got out of her parents' car and looked around her. King's Cross hadn't changed a bit since she was last here, at the end of sixth year. Funny thing, really. Although she knew that nothing had changed, it felt so different to know that this was the last time she would depart from here, if only as a student. A strange feeling crept up in her, almost of sadness. Would this really be the last time she sees Hogwarts?
"Now, honey, you know the rules. You're sixteen years old now and I believe you have them memorized." Mrs. Granger always was the patronizing sort.
"Yes, Mother. Don't talk to strangers, don't leave your glass unattended, don't go to the rest room alone, and don't let any guy take advantage of you. I've heard this so many times before, Mum, and every single time it's exactly the same. I would say you sound like a broken record, you say it so often."
"Mind, your mother, Hermione. Respect is a very important virtue in any case." Hermione's father was a man who didn't like to joke around all that much. Stiff, starchy, and strong, this banker was not a force to be reckoned with.
"Yes, Daddy." She gave him a peck on the cheek, hugged her mother, and wheeled her trunk towards the station. She turned one last time and waved goodbye to her parents before disappearing into the crowd of people. She noticed a lot of the kids had changed over the summer. Dean and Seamus looked taller. Neville seemed to have gained some sort of coordination, and was no longer tripping over his own two feet to get everything done before the train left. Colin and his brother, Dennis, however, seem only to have picked up what Neville had dropped off. It was a comic scene, watching as Colin dropped his owl cage and seeing Dennis try to quiet the barn owl within.
Covering her mouth with her hand to stifle the laughter, Hermione trudged on. After a few minutes of following the crowd, she heard a rather familiar voice call her name.
"Hermione!"
It was Harry. "I've been waiting for you! Where have you been?" He wore his usual striped rugby shirt, alternating red and orange. It had the usual white cuffs and collar, and was baggy, as usual. His jeans were dark this time, contrary to his usual stonewash, and he wasn't wearing his glasses.
"Harry, where are your glasses?" Hermione asked with a huge smile and a hug.
"Not here, obviously," he replied with a wink.
"Yes, Harry, I assumed as much. Now, could you be a little more specific please?"
They both laughed as Harry continued. "I got contacts, Mione! Now I don't have to bother about where I put my glasses."
"In your case that's a very good thing." They walked over to the space between platforms nine and ten, preparing for that final step into the wizarding world.
"Ready?" she asked.
"As ever," he answered.
They walked forward and with a flourish landed on platform nine and three quarters. They both spotted Ron at the same time and signaled him to come over. He was smiling when he reached them and said he had some really good news to share.
"You'll never guess the awesome news I've got for the both of you!"
"Should we try?" Hermione remarked.
"Hey, now, watch it!" Ron said in mock offense. "Hermione's got a tongue this year! Amazing!" Hermione play-punched him as he continued. "My family went to Romania over the summer to see Charley, and he gave us some spectacular news!"
"Go on, spit it out!" Harry demanded excitedly.
"Charley," Ron went on, "is going to get married!"
"Oh, that's wonderful, Ron! When are they having the wedding?" Hermione was already beaming at the prospect of Ron having a sister other than Ginny. Not that she had anything against Ginny, of course. She just thought it would be better for Ron (and probably more helpful, too) if he were to be around women more often. Shame this woman would be in Romania with Charley the whole time.
"They haven't set a date yet, but Charley's having a fit about it. He can't stand undecisiveness, and it seems that's how Jenna, his fiance, lives."
"Well now, how about we finish this wonderful story on the Hogwarts Express, shall we? We're about to be left behind," Harry said, "again."
Ron smiled and jumped ahead to help Harry with Hermione's trunk. She thought to herself, "It's good to be a girl with a couple of gentleman friends. You almost never lift a finger!" Smiling inwardly, she stepped aboard and was ready to get to school again, for her graduating year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
A/N: I know it's short but I was short on ideas! I promise it will get better. An unexpected plot twist coming up soon!