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Hope you enjoy my recent story,

It's my take on what Hermione Granger would of said thoughtout the years of Hogwarts if she had been told she would one day marry Ron Weasley.

You guys will get a chapter every couple of days,

Enjoy.

-Huff


If someone told Hermione Granger in first year that she would end up marrying Ronald Weasley, she would have laughed hysterically.

That would only be to cover up the tears, because Ron Weasley hated her. He took any excuse to pick on her and make her feel miserable.

When she received her Hogwarts letter (and Professor McGonagall had shown up to explain it), she'd been confused at first. She was a girl of logic (even at eleven) and logically, this world shouldn't exist. But she thought long and hard about the strange events that had plagued her throughout her childhood, usually involving freak accidents happening to schoolyard bullies; she came to the conclusion that this world was real.

Then came the excitement. She could do things no else she knew could! She absorbed the information she read from her new books like a sponge, desperate to learn as much as she could.

She learned that she was a Muggle-born, and with a new nugget of knowledge came the anxiety. There were those that thought people of her lineage were inferior. They thought she had no right to learn magic.

Well…she would just have to prove them wrong, wouldn't she? So she memorized her textbooks, attempted all the spells that she thought she could pull off.

The ride to Hogwarts did not go as well as she'd planned. She'd helped a boy named Neville locate his toad and, in the middle of her task, she'd found herself in a compartment with two boys her age. One of them was the famous Harry Potter, a skinny, quiet boy who was quite unlike anything she'd imagined.

And the other…well, she wasn't quite sure what to make of him. He attempted a spell that failed dismally (she wasn't even sure it was a real spell, to be honest) and she'd merely pointed that out. He'd gotten snappy with her, which irritated her. She'd just been trying to help. She'd left and hoped she'd never have to see him again.

But Fate can be a cruel thing. He was in all her classes, and took even the slightest excuse to mock her. She was just trying to prove herself. She wanted everyone to know that she belonged here, without a doubt. And he was taunting her for it.

One day, she snapped. She'd tried to help him in Charms, and he'd started teasing her mercilessly in front of his friends. She dashed to the bathroom and spent the rest of the day sobbing in a stall (missing most of her classes, which should be an indicator of how upset she'd been). Then, just when she'd calmed down enough to leave, a troll was standing there staring down at her with its beady little eyes. So she'd done the only thing she could think of.

She'd screamed at the top of her lungs and ducked beneath a sink.

Two boys had burst in the bathroom, and one of them was the last person she'd wanted to see. They'd distracted it for a bit, but suddenly Harry was around its neck and looked like he might fall off at any moment.

Ron had lifted his wand and almost immediately, Hermione knew what he was going to do. At risk of being snapped at again, she'd locked eyes with him and showed him the motion for Levitating.

To her immense relief, it had worked. The troll was unconscious, they were safe and, even better, and Ron had apologized to her. He didn't tease her so maliciously after that (though the occasional good-natured jab was thrown in), and they were friends.

Funny how a life-threatening incident can do that.


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