THE CRAZY HOGWARTS GRADUATION
CHAPTER ONE-HERMIONE'S SPEECH
Hermione sat down at the desk in her dorm, wondering exactly what she was going to say in her speech for her graduation the next day. 'I'm so behind!' she thought. 'I should have done this ages ago, but I just couldn't think of anything.' And that was true. Professor McGonagall had told her two weeks ago that the head boy and girl made the speeches at the ceremony each year, but Hermione had postponed this because she had never really been the best at public speaking. She figured Harry, who was the head boy, had probably figured out what he was going to say already, he was always good at that. Harry, that gave Hermione an idea.
I remember my first day here. I was so excited that I would finally get to meet the famous Harry Potter. He seemed like the most perfect person ever, except I didn't realize that he was human too, just like the rest of us. He's my best friend-
Hermione stopped writing. What was she, his personal mascot? No, she could definatly not talk about him like that. She put her quill down and started again.
I meet so many friends here, and they have had as much of an effect on my life as the education I got at Hogwarts. My best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley have helped my through many struggles-
No, that wouldn't do. She was supposed to be giving people advice on their lifes, not presenting her personal autobiography. Maybe she should take a break and go play some wizard chess with Ron or go flying with Harry. That was another thing that was bugging her, she didn't understand why she was thinking so much about writing the speech on Harry. Maybe it was because she knew he was head boy, and famous, and nobody would want to listen to her rants and raves about what people should and shouldn't do after they graduated. Hermione looked for Ron in the common room, but he wasn't anywhere to be found. Instead, she looked for Harry, and he seemed to be gone. Then Hermione decided to go and talk to someone who could actually give her good advice: Professor Dumbledore.
Hermione gave the gargoyle the password (mars bars) and then ran up into his office. It hadn't changed from the last time she had been in her about a month ago, and it was still a beautiful office. She knocked on the door to the main office where Dumbledore usually worked and heard him say to come in. She walked in to see him sitting at his desk.
"Oh, hello Hermione. How are you? Coming along well with that speech?" he asked.
"Actually, that's what I came to talk to you about. I'm not really good at public speaking. Do you think that you can help me?" she asked. Dumbledore smiled at her.
"Sometimes the greatest things seem like the hardest things until you start them. All you need is a push in the right direction. Write about what you know, and write the important things. You may think it's hard now, but you'd be suprised. Sometimes you only need some help from your muse." said Dumbledore. Just then the pheonix burst into flames and Hermione got a sudden idea.
"Oh professor, I think I've got it. Thank you!" she said, with sudden inspiration.
"Don't worry. You're not the only one that is having difficulties," said Dumbledore.
"You mean Harry?" asked Hermione with suprise.
"No, actually I was talking about that young man that is hanging outside my window," said Dumbledore with a yawn. Hermione looked over and saw Ron, her best friend, hanging upside down outside. He smiled at Hermione and mouthed the words 'I m okay!' before lurching down another 6 inches or so. Hermione laughed at him and then muttered a spell. Instantly he was inside the office.
"What happened?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I kinda got pushed out the window," said Ron.
"By who, who would do a horrible thing like that?" said Hermione with concern.
"Harry. He's all sour because I was bothering him about...nothing at all," said Ron, catching himself in the middle of a sentance.
"Well, ok. I have to go, I guess I'll see you later Ron," she said and then went out the door.
"She seems kinda suspicious," said Ron.
"Don't worry, everything will go as planned," said Dumbledore.
"Yeah. If my brothers don't ruin it first." said Ron with a sigh.
A/N-Finally, a fan-fic with *gasp* a plot! Here is the first installment of my Crazy Hogwarts Graduation story. This has been very fun to write, and I know that everyone will love it. Everything is already written, so please read and review so I can think about changing some things in the next part, which promises to be a lot funnier. Fred and George, the joke shop, and some crazy pants...
Disclaimer-All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The plot belongs to me.
CHAPTER ONE-HERMIONE'S SPEECH
Hermione sat down at the desk in her dorm, wondering exactly what she was going to say in her speech for her graduation the next day. 'I'm so behind!' she thought. 'I should have done this ages ago, but I just couldn't think of anything.' And that was true. Professor McGonagall had told her two weeks ago that the head boy and girl made the speeches at the ceremony each year, but Hermione had postponed this because she had never really been the best at public speaking. She figured Harry, who was the head boy, had probably figured out what he was going to say already, he was always good at that. Harry, that gave Hermione an idea.
I remember my first day here. I was so excited that I would finally get to meet the famous Harry Potter. He seemed like the most perfect person ever, except I didn't realize that he was human too, just like the rest of us. He's my best friend-
Hermione stopped writing. What was she, his personal mascot? No, she could definatly not talk about him like that. She put her quill down and started again.
I meet so many friends here, and they have had as much of an effect on my life as the education I got at Hogwarts. My best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley have helped my through many struggles-
No, that wouldn't do. She was supposed to be giving people advice on their lifes, not presenting her personal autobiography. Maybe she should take a break and go play some wizard chess with Ron or go flying with Harry. That was another thing that was bugging her, she didn't understand why she was thinking so much about writing the speech on Harry. Maybe it was because she knew he was head boy, and famous, and nobody would want to listen to her rants and raves about what people should and shouldn't do after they graduated. Hermione looked for Ron in the common room, but he wasn't anywhere to be found. Instead, she looked for Harry, and he seemed to be gone. Then Hermione decided to go and talk to someone who could actually give her good advice: Professor Dumbledore.
Hermione gave the gargoyle the password (mars bars) and then ran up into his office. It hadn't changed from the last time she had been in her about a month ago, and it was still a beautiful office. She knocked on the door to the main office where Dumbledore usually worked and heard him say to come in. She walked in to see him sitting at his desk.
"Oh, hello Hermione. How are you? Coming along well with that speech?" he asked.
"Actually, that's what I came to talk to you about. I'm not really good at public speaking. Do you think that you can help me?" she asked. Dumbledore smiled at her.
"Sometimes the greatest things seem like the hardest things until you start them. All you need is a push in the right direction. Write about what you know, and write the important things. You may think it's hard now, but you'd be suprised. Sometimes you only need some help from your muse." said Dumbledore. Just then the pheonix burst into flames and Hermione got a sudden idea.
"Oh professor, I think I've got it. Thank you!" she said, with sudden inspiration.
"Don't worry. You're not the only one that is having difficulties," said Dumbledore.
"You mean Harry?" asked Hermione with suprise.
"No, actually I was talking about that young man that is hanging outside my window," said Dumbledore with a yawn. Hermione looked over and saw Ron, her best friend, hanging upside down outside. He smiled at Hermione and mouthed the words 'I m okay!' before lurching down another 6 inches or so. Hermione laughed at him and then muttered a spell. Instantly he was inside the office.
"What happened?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I kinda got pushed out the window," said Ron.
"By who, who would do a horrible thing like that?" said Hermione with concern.
"Harry. He's all sour because I was bothering him about...nothing at all," said Ron, catching himself in the middle of a sentance.
"Well, ok. I have to go, I guess I'll see you later Ron," she said and then went out the door.
"She seems kinda suspicious," said Ron.
"Don't worry, everything will go as planned," said Dumbledore.
"Yeah. If my brothers don't ruin it first." said Ron with a sigh.
A/N-Finally, a fan-fic with *gasp* a plot! Here is the first installment of my Crazy Hogwarts Graduation story. This has been very fun to write, and I know that everyone will love it. Everything is already written, so please read and review so I can think about changing some things in the next part, which promises to be a lot funnier. Fred and George, the joke shop, and some crazy pants...
Disclaimer-All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling. The plot belongs to me.