Hi! My name is Missy, and my pen name is Juliette because I love romantic
stuff. I am co-writing this story with my friend Tori, pen name
dvlsdngrousrbl. She wrote this first chapter. This is a romantic story about Ron and Hermione. It's written different ways with different POV's (Point Of Views.) and so on and so forth. Feedback is most welcome, but we will ignore flames. Please give truthful reviews though; we would like to
know how we're doing. And if you have any ideas, suggestions, comments, complaints, pet peeves or anything else that I haven't mentioned please let us know. For a disclaimer, I will just say that no one OWNS Harry Potter. It is a book series and we are only writing a story based on those books.
We do not mean to copy anyone's story, so we apologize if we have
accidentally done so. Hope you enjoy.
Thanks for reading!
Juliette and dvlsdngrousrbl.
*Hermione's POV*
"Hermione, dear," I felt someone shake my arm gently, as I opened my eyes to see the face of my mother.
"G' mornin'," I sputtered, groggily.
"We are meeting Ron and his parents in Diagon Alley. You do what to spend the rest of vacation with them don't you?" My mother questioned.
"Yeah, of course," I jumped out of bed. She smiled at sweetly at me. I was almost as tall as her now, I noticed, smiling back at her. I ushered my mother out of the room, before pulling out a pair of faded blue jeans and a soft pink T- Shirt. I changed hurriedly and started packing my trunk. I looked around my room, throwing books and some parchment into the trunk along with my robes and wand and anything else I would need. I shut the trunk and headed downstairs, dragging it along behind me.
When I had made it to the kitchen, I dropped my trunk near the door and sat down at the table, where my father was already seated.
"Good Morning, honey," my father looked over his paper at me, grinning lovingly.
"Morning dad," I leaned over the table and pecked him lightly on the cheek before my mother sat a plate in front of me. I ate quickly and jumped up from the table, remembering I had left my shoes upstairs. I skipped up the stairs almost tripping over Crookshanks, who hissed disapprovingly. I stroked him once on the head before walking on. I couldn't wait to see Harry and Ron, it had seemed like forever the last time I had seen them. They hadn't written much and I hadn't really expected them to. Harry was probably with Ron and Ron's parent probably didn't think it was safe to send letters, knowing that the return of Voldemort was known to everyone.
I stepped into my room and scooped my shoes of the floor. As I headed out I glanced at myself in the mirror. I hadn't changed much. My brown hair didn't seem as frizzy as it had been, but besides that nothing else had changed. I had grown a couple of inches over the summer, but was sure I would never catch up with Ron. I turned away and headed back downstairs where my parents were waiting on me.
"Come on, dear. We're going to be late," My mother said to me as I slipped on my shoes.
I hopped into the car, anticipating seeing my two best friends. Once we had made it to Diagon Alley, I looked frantically along the streets for any signs of them.
"Hermione!!" I heard a voice behind me. I turned to see Ron and Harry heading my way. Ron had grown at least another inch, and his red hair hung almost in his eyes. I looked at him for a minute, taking in how cute he had gotten. I shook my head, had I just thought that Ronald Weasley was cute? I shifted my gaze to Harry. He hadn't grown at all and his black hair was just as messy as ever. I caught his eyes and notice the sadness in them. I remembered about Sirius and looked down at the ground, avoiding his eyes.
I looked up again and they were at my side.
"It's great to see you," Harry smiled fakely, before grasping me in a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around him, returning the hug. I pulled away and looked up at Ron, who was smiling down at me.
"How's it been Hermione?" he stuttered, his ears turning a light shade of pink.
"Good, thanks. I've missed you guys," I leaned up on my toes to peck Ron slightly on the cheek. I saw his ears go even redder, as he managed to smile sloppily at me. He started to walk away, but ran head on into a trashcan, catching himself before falling over. I held back a giggle as he steadied himself and got even darker. I shook my head at him, a huge grin on my face and walked past him. Harry and Ron followed close behind.
The rest of the day we ran in and out of shops, trying to find all the things on our school list. We're going into our 6th year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After we had collected all we needed, we decided to stop for ice cream before meeting up with the rest of the Weasley family. We choose a table and sat down, dropping our bags of school supplies at our feet.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty and the Weasel. Oh, and I can't forget the Mudblood," I heard a voice snarl from behind us. I turned around to see Draco Malfoy smiling sarcastically at us. Ron jumped up from his chair, pulling his wand out of the pocket of his jeans and aiming it at Malfoy.
"Now, now Weasley, remember what happened last time you planned on hexing me?" Malfoy laughed looking at Ron with hate. Harry had grabbed Ron's arm, while I went for his wand. I finally managed to grab it from his tight grip and threw it on the table beside me.
"Don't bother Ron," I whispered in his ear as he balled his hands into fists.
"Weasley, I'm surprised you're here. Your family doesn't have enough money for your books do they? Or are you pawning money off of Potter?" He spat, now glaring at Harry.
"Well, at least his family doesn't need to associate with Voldemort to become known," I shouted at him. His eyes shot to me.
"You'll regret that you little Mudblood," Malfoy made a step towards me.
"What's going on here?" we turned to see Mr. Weasley looking at Malfoy, his wand in his hand.
"Nothing, Mr. Weasley," I said, glaring at Malfoy who was now inching away out of sight.
"Well, Molly's been looking for you. Ginny's finished her shopping, and we're headed home." Mr. Weasley said, gazing at Malfoy; who had entered another store.
The three nodded and followed Mr. Weasley back to Mrs. Weasley and Ginny.
stuff. I am co-writing this story with my friend Tori, pen name
dvlsdngrousrbl. She wrote this first chapter. This is a romantic story about Ron and Hermione. It's written different ways with different POV's (Point Of Views.) and so on and so forth. Feedback is most welcome, but we will ignore flames. Please give truthful reviews though; we would like to
know how we're doing. And if you have any ideas, suggestions, comments, complaints, pet peeves or anything else that I haven't mentioned please let us know. For a disclaimer, I will just say that no one OWNS Harry Potter. It is a book series and we are only writing a story based on those books.
We do not mean to copy anyone's story, so we apologize if we have
accidentally done so. Hope you enjoy.
Thanks for reading!
Juliette and dvlsdngrousrbl.
*Hermione's POV*
"Hermione, dear," I felt someone shake my arm gently, as I opened my eyes to see the face of my mother.
"G' mornin'," I sputtered, groggily.
"We are meeting Ron and his parents in Diagon Alley. You do what to spend the rest of vacation with them don't you?" My mother questioned.
"Yeah, of course," I jumped out of bed. She smiled at sweetly at me. I was almost as tall as her now, I noticed, smiling back at her. I ushered my mother out of the room, before pulling out a pair of faded blue jeans and a soft pink T- Shirt. I changed hurriedly and started packing my trunk. I looked around my room, throwing books and some parchment into the trunk along with my robes and wand and anything else I would need. I shut the trunk and headed downstairs, dragging it along behind me.
When I had made it to the kitchen, I dropped my trunk near the door and sat down at the table, where my father was already seated.
"Good Morning, honey," my father looked over his paper at me, grinning lovingly.
"Morning dad," I leaned over the table and pecked him lightly on the cheek before my mother sat a plate in front of me. I ate quickly and jumped up from the table, remembering I had left my shoes upstairs. I skipped up the stairs almost tripping over Crookshanks, who hissed disapprovingly. I stroked him once on the head before walking on. I couldn't wait to see Harry and Ron, it had seemed like forever the last time I had seen them. They hadn't written much and I hadn't really expected them to. Harry was probably with Ron and Ron's parent probably didn't think it was safe to send letters, knowing that the return of Voldemort was known to everyone.
I stepped into my room and scooped my shoes of the floor. As I headed out I glanced at myself in the mirror. I hadn't changed much. My brown hair didn't seem as frizzy as it had been, but besides that nothing else had changed. I had grown a couple of inches over the summer, but was sure I would never catch up with Ron. I turned away and headed back downstairs where my parents were waiting on me.
"Come on, dear. We're going to be late," My mother said to me as I slipped on my shoes.
I hopped into the car, anticipating seeing my two best friends. Once we had made it to Diagon Alley, I looked frantically along the streets for any signs of them.
"Hermione!!" I heard a voice behind me. I turned to see Ron and Harry heading my way. Ron had grown at least another inch, and his red hair hung almost in his eyes. I looked at him for a minute, taking in how cute he had gotten. I shook my head, had I just thought that Ronald Weasley was cute? I shifted my gaze to Harry. He hadn't grown at all and his black hair was just as messy as ever. I caught his eyes and notice the sadness in them. I remembered about Sirius and looked down at the ground, avoiding his eyes.
I looked up again and they were at my side.
"It's great to see you," Harry smiled fakely, before grasping me in a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around him, returning the hug. I pulled away and looked up at Ron, who was smiling down at me.
"How's it been Hermione?" he stuttered, his ears turning a light shade of pink.
"Good, thanks. I've missed you guys," I leaned up on my toes to peck Ron slightly on the cheek. I saw his ears go even redder, as he managed to smile sloppily at me. He started to walk away, but ran head on into a trashcan, catching himself before falling over. I held back a giggle as he steadied himself and got even darker. I shook my head at him, a huge grin on my face and walked past him. Harry and Ron followed close behind.
The rest of the day we ran in and out of shops, trying to find all the things on our school list. We're going into our 6th year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After we had collected all we needed, we decided to stop for ice cream before meeting up with the rest of the Weasley family. We choose a table and sat down, dropping our bags of school supplies at our feet.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty and the Weasel. Oh, and I can't forget the Mudblood," I heard a voice snarl from behind us. I turned around to see Draco Malfoy smiling sarcastically at us. Ron jumped up from his chair, pulling his wand out of the pocket of his jeans and aiming it at Malfoy.
"Now, now Weasley, remember what happened last time you planned on hexing me?" Malfoy laughed looking at Ron with hate. Harry had grabbed Ron's arm, while I went for his wand. I finally managed to grab it from his tight grip and threw it on the table beside me.
"Don't bother Ron," I whispered in his ear as he balled his hands into fists.
"Weasley, I'm surprised you're here. Your family doesn't have enough money for your books do they? Or are you pawning money off of Potter?" He spat, now glaring at Harry.
"Well, at least his family doesn't need to associate with Voldemort to become known," I shouted at him. His eyes shot to me.
"You'll regret that you little Mudblood," Malfoy made a step towards me.
"What's going on here?" we turned to see Mr. Weasley looking at Malfoy, his wand in his hand.
"Nothing, Mr. Weasley," I said, glaring at Malfoy who was now inching away out of sight.
"Well, Molly's been looking for you. Ginny's finished her shopping, and we're headed home." Mr. Weasley said, gazing at Malfoy; who had entered another store.
The three nodded and followed Mr. Weasley back to Mrs. Weasley and Ginny.
