Disclaimer: JK is too brilliant to be me, so therefore the characters in
use are not mine. though I wouldn't mind having Ron.
A/N: This is the first fic I've written without writing it in a notebook for so it might be a little weird, not to mention this is my first HP fic. It's an AU fic in the Harry Potter World. I guess it could be after the fifth book, though there's not going to be any spoilers that I know of. I'll try to leave them out as much as I can. Btw, this is just a trial run, I don't know if I'm going to post the rest of the fic yet. I'm not sure if it's any good. So if you think this fic has possibilities, then please leave a review, and let me know to continue.
Unexpected Gifts
Chapter 1
Hermione woke up to a warm summer day in her bed that was covered in a dark comforter that had pink and blue stars on it. Her four-poster bed had pink and blue cloth hanging around the posts that matched the stars. On her ceiling she had glow in the dark stars that resembled the night sky from Hogwarts, her home. She of course had a desk and several bookcases filled with books she's collected over the years. Her wardrobe wasn't filled, as she isn't one of those girls who are all about materials. On her bedside table she had an alarm clock that read 9:45 and a picture of herself with her two best friends, Harry and Ron. Both had their arms around her and were smiling brightly. It was taken just before she was petrified in their second year. The trio finally gave into Colin who begged them all year to let him take a picture of the famous trio. Hermione smiled remember what Ron said when Colin asked for the last time, "Alright just get on with it!" He could be insufferable at times, but that's one thing that Hermione loved about Ron.
Yes, she had finally admitted it to herself this past school year. She didn't want to believe it at first, but she couldn't resist any longer. She, Hermione Granger, loved Ron Weasley. She supposed she had since at least second year, but for sure during fourth. But they had been friends since the troll incident in first year. Hermione would never forget the way that club came down on the troll's head.
Hermione slowly got out of bed when the clock read 10:00. This summer she had decided to take it a bit easier than the past few years, she finally got past her OWLs with flying feathers. She headed downstairs to find Pig with a letter from Ron. She scratched Pig behind the neck as she untied the letter from his leg. When she got the letter off she put a bowl of water in front of Pig so he could relax a bit before taking off again.
Hermione,
How have you been this summer? Mine's been really boring. I wish I could have you and Harry over this summer, but Mum says it's better that I don't, since her and Dad are going to be really busy and Harry shouldn't leave the Muggles. They are horrible to him though! I wish that I could do something for Harry, but he says that this summer isn't so bad. His family is being nicer to him, especially his aunt. I guess that warning they got scared the wits outta them. I'll try talking to Mum again and see if you can at least come and visit for a day. That would be nice wouldn't it? I know Ginny would love to have you over for a day. She says 'hi' by the way. Well I have to go help Fred and George. They've been having me help them at the shop a couple of days a week. They're getting so busy. Well I hope to talk to you soon.
Love, Ron
Love Ron? What does that mean? Hermione thought as she re-read the letter for a third time. She told herself she wouldn't read too much into it. Things would happen as they happen and there was nothing she could do about it. She did write back as soon as she finished reading it again.
Ron,
My summer's been okay, but boring as well. But I'll have you know I'm relaxing more! I've been getting up a bit later than I used to. And I haven't finished all of my homework yet, but we're only two weeks into summer holiday after all. There's some time left. Tell Ginny I said 'hi' back and that I can't wait to talk to her about everything! I've been missing 'girl talk'. So how have you been doing? Practicing Quidditch much? That's great about Fred and George! I always knew they'd make it, but don't you tell them that! It's great that you're helping them too. Also, if you want to talk to me, you could call me on the telephone, but don't yell into the receiver like you did when you called Harry. He told me about that. Harry also told me that he's doing better this summer. But he won't talk about Sirius. I'm just hoping he's not blaming himself. I read in a book once that people that are dealing with grief over the death of a loved one usually blame themselves. It's part of the grieving process. I know, I know, "put down that book". I can't wait to hear from you soon. I'll ask my Mum if you can come and visit with me for a few days and see what it's like to live in a Muggle house for a few days. We could go into town and look at the shops and stuff. It will be fun. Well I'll talk to you soon!
Love, Hermione.
She re-read her letter several times before sealing it and sending it off with Pig to the Burrow. She hoped that he would reply soon. She was missing her friends dreadfully even though she had seen them just over two weeks ago. She was looking forward to her birthday when she would be allowed to have them come visit her, but was she in for a surprise.
"Hermione, we got you an early birthday gift." Ms. Granger said at dinner that night.
"16 is a big birthday and we want it to be memorable." Mr. Granger continued.
"My birthdays not for weeks." Hermione said astonished that her parents would get her something already.
"We trust that you are responsible enough to have this gift." Ms. Granger said getting up to get an envelope from the desk drawer in the sitting room. "Here." She said handing the envelope to her daughter.
"What are these?" Hermione asked astonished at what she held in her hands.
"Keys to your condo at a beach in Ireland. And two plane tickets. Also we talked to Dumbledore to help us with another thing since we know Harry won't be able to stay. He got us a renew-a-day. he called it a Portkey I think. It's so Harry can get there everyday magically. You leave on Monday at 1pm" Mr. Granger said smiling at his daughter's face.
"So I'm going by myself?"
"No, your friend Ron will be joining you, that's what the second ticket's for." Mr. Granger answered.
"But. wha. Whoa." Hermione said, still astonished.
"We sent a letter to Ms. Weasley earlier this week and she said it sounded like a good idea." Ms. Granger said.
"I got a letter from Ron today, and he didn't say anything about this." Hermione said.
"He doesn't know yet. We asked his Mother before we told you so that we would know it was a good idea. I trust you will be responsible." Hermione jumped up from her chair and rushed to her parents and hugged them.
"You're the best! I'm going to write Ron and Harry right away!" Hermione rushed upstairs.
"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Mr. Granger asked his wife.
"I trust her completely. Plus this will allow her to feel what it's like to be independent. Plus those boys are the best thing that's ever happened to her. They'll protect her." Ms. Granger stated as-a-matter-of-factly.
"That's what I'm afraid of." Mr. Granger said as he left the room.
End A/N: Liked it? Hated it? Should I bother continuing? Constructive Criticism welcomed.
A/N: This is the first fic I've written without writing it in a notebook for so it might be a little weird, not to mention this is my first HP fic. It's an AU fic in the Harry Potter World. I guess it could be after the fifth book, though there's not going to be any spoilers that I know of. I'll try to leave them out as much as I can. Btw, this is just a trial run, I don't know if I'm going to post the rest of the fic yet. I'm not sure if it's any good. So if you think this fic has possibilities, then please leave a review, and let me know to continue.
Unexpected Gifts
Chapter 1
Hermione woke up to a warm summer day in her bed that was covered in a dark comforter that had pink and blue stars on it. Her four-poster bed had pink and blue cloth hanging around the posts that matched the stars. On her ceiling she had glow in the dark stars that resembled the night sky from Hogwarts, her home. She of course had a desk and several bookcases filled with books she's collected over the years. Her wardrobe wasn't filled, as she isn't one of those girls who are all about materials. On her bedside table she had an alarm clock that read 9:45 and a picture of herself with her two best friends, Harry and Ron. Both had their arms around her and were smiling brightly. It was taken just before she was petrified in their second year. The trio finally gave into Colin who begged them all year to let him take a picture of the famous trio. Hermione smiled remember what Ron said when Colin asked for the last time, "Alright just get on with it!" He could be insufferable at times, but that's one thing that Hermione loved about Ron.
Yes, she had finally admitted it to herself this past school year. She didn't want to believe it at first, but she couldn't resist any longer. She, Hermione Granger, loved Ron Weasley. She supposed she had since at least second year, but for sure during fourth. But they had been friends since the troll incident in first year. Hermione would never forget the way that club came down on the troll's head.
Hermione slowly got out of bed when the clock read 10:00. This summer she had decided to take it a bit easier than the past few years, she finally got past her OWLs with flying feathers. She headed downstairs to find Pig with a letter from Ron. She scratched Pig behind the neck as she untied the letter from his leg. When she got the letter off she put a bowl of water in front of Pig so he could relax a bit before taking off again.
Hermione,
How have you been this summer? Mine's been really boring. I wish I could have you and Harry over this summer, but Mum says it's better that I don't, since her and Dad are going to be really busy and Harry shouldn't leave the Muggles. They are horrible to him though! I wish that I could do something for Harry, but he says that this summer isn't so bad. His family is being nicer to him, especially his aunt. I guess that warning they got scared the wits outta them. I'll try talking to Mum again and see if you can at least come and visit for a day. That would be nice wouldn't it? I know Ginny would love to have you over for a day. She says 'hi' by the way. Well I have to go help Fred and George. They've been having me help them at the shop a couple of days a week. They're getting so busy. Well I hope to talk to you soon.
Love, Ron
Love Ron? What does that mean? Hermione thought as she re-read the letter for a third time. She told herself she wouldn't read too much into it. Things would happen as they happen and there was nothing she could do about it. She did write back as soon as she finished reading it again.
Ron,
My summer's been okay, but boring as well. But I'll have you know I'm relaxing more! I've been getting up a bit later than I used to. And I haven't finished all of my homework yet, but we're only two weeks into summer holiday after all. There's some time left. Tell Ginny I said 'hi' back and that I can't wait to talk to her about everything! I've been missing 'girl talk'. So how have you been doing? Practicing Quidditch much? That's great about Fred and George! I always knew they'd make it, but don't you tell them that! It's great that you're helping them too. Also, if you want to talk to me, you could call me on the telephone, but don't yell into the receiver like you did when you called Harry. He told me about that. Harry also told me that he's doing better this summer. But he won't talk about Sirius. I'm just hoping he's not blaming himself. I read in a book once that people that are dealing with grief over the death of a loved one usually blame themselves. It's part of the grieving process. I know, I know, "put down that book". I can't wait to hear from you soon. I'll ask my Mum if you can come and visit with me for a few days and see what it's like to live in a Muggle house for a few days. We could go into town and look at the shops and stuff. It will be fun. Well I'll talk to you soon!
Love, Hermione.
She re-read her letter several times before sealing it and sending it off with Pig to the Burrow. She hoped that he would reply soon. She was missing her friends dreadfully even though she had seen them just over two weeks ago. She was looking forward to her birthday when she would be allowed to have them come visit her, but was she in for a surprise.
"Hermione, we got you an early birthday gift." Ms. Granger said at dinner that night.
"16 is a big birthday and we want it to be memorable." Mr. Granger continued.
"My birthdays not for weeks." Hermione said astonished that her parents would get her something already.
"We trust that you are responsible enough to have this gift." Ms. Granger said getting up to get an envelope from the desk drawer in the sitting room. "Here." She said handing the envelope to her daughter.
"What are these?" Hermione asked astonished at what she held in her hands.
"Keys to your condo at a beach in Ireland. And two plane tickets. Also we talked to Dumbledore to help us with another thing since we know Harry won't be able to stay. He got us a renew-a-day. he called it a Portkey I think. It's so Harry can get there everyday magically. You leave on Monday at 1pm" Mr. Granger said smiling at his daughter's face.
"So I'm going by myself?"
"No, your friend Ron will be joining you, that's what the second ticket's for." Mr. Granger answered.
"But. wha. Whoa." Hermione said, still astonished.
"We sent a letter to Ms. Weasley earlier this week and she said it sounded like a good idea." Ms. Granger said.
"I got a letter from Ron today, and he didn't say anything about this." Hermione said.
"He doesn't know yet. We asked his Mother before we told you so that we would know it was a good idea. I trust you will be responsible." Hermione jumped up from her chair and rushed to her parents and hugged them.
"You're the best! I'm going to write Ron and Harry right away!" Hermione rushed upstairs.
"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Mr. Granger asked his wife.
"I trust her completely. Plus this will allow her to feel what it's like to be independent. Plus those boys are the best thing that's ever happened to her. They'll protect her." Ms. Granger stated as-a-matter-of-factly.
"That's what I'm afraid of." Mr. Granger said as he left the room.
End A/N: Liked it? Hated it? Should I bother continuing? Constructive Criticism welcomed.