Harry Potter
While you were screaming
Author's note: This is my first fanfiction, I've written in ages. So I'm really nervous. I have no idea if this has been done before but I was watching POA and the idea popped (like a bubble) into my head. No flames please! I don't mind critictism but flames are unnessary. I do requests for this so if you want to see a certain character put in it, please leave a review or private message and I will get back to you ASAP. Thank you, anyway on with the story.
Dedicated to my family who I love with all my heart! (Now I sound soppy).
Hermione Jean Granger
My boggart was about predjuice. Yes predjuice, not homework or failing classes or getting into trouble or anything like that. I was almost jumping with joy when i found out i didn't have to show my fears to my class, especially since the ferret (Draco Malfoy) and pug face (Pansy Parkinson) were in there. I'd have been teased forever (literally).
Anyway, my boggart scared the life out of me. My boggart was me. Me standing there, hair matted, teeth too long. I was bleeding in the image, not bright red blood or a darker crimson colour. No, i was bleeding brown blood.
Dirty muddy brown blood. Like the filthy mudblood i am.