Title: Lumos My Way Into Your Heart
Chapter: 1, Impending Doom
Rating: PG
Author: Kali Kato (SeekerGurl)
Year: 6th Year
Other: This fic is from Hermione Granger's POV.
Ships: Ron and Hermione! *Who else?*
Summary: Hermione finds much needed advice from an unusual source. And a few plot twists along the way.
Disclaimer: Everything, from all of Hogwarts to Hermione's hair, belongs to Mrs J.K. Rowling.
Notes: Excuse any spelling mistakes, I've had a long night. ^^
(BTW, I believe 'Lumos' means light, since the HP kids ae always using it to light their wands. So in English, the title would be 'Light My way Into Your Heart' but Lumos is more HPish) ^_^
Enjoy!
' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' LUMOS MY WAY INTO YOUR HEART ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' IMPENDING DOOM
Truth betold, I don't have any experience with boys.
But I suppose... everyone knows that.
And as always, I'm the last to know. I'm sure it wasn't a big secret, especially to girls like Lavender and Parvati, who are always in my buisness one way or another. I am the Hogwarts bookworm, afterall. I suppose, to them, its totally inaccurate for me to start liking boys. I really wish someone would have told me that before I took a giant leap into my heart and discovered something beautiful about my best friend. You think one little person in this entire school would have warned me of my impending doom.
But oh no, I had to go and admit my feelings to a certain ginger haired boy.
And if people didn't know about my feelings before... they certainly do now.
Its all my fault.
You see, its Halloween, the most celebrated day at Hogwarts, for obvious reasons. This year Professor Dumbledore had planned a special event for all sixth and seventh year students. He announced a school dance, which would be annual from now on.
It was supposed to be simple, really it was.
You would get dressed in a costume of some sort, much like muggle's do on this day. You could come with or without a date, which was helpful for people like me. They would have food and drink, and people would talk and make new friends and dance only if they wished too. Even in favor of all these things, I had resolved not to go. I had decided from the moment the Halloween Ball was announced that my time would be much better spent in the library, where my knowledge could progress. Besides, I had just finished reading Hogwarts: A History for the tenth time... I think its time I dived into a new book. But of course, Dumbledore spoiled my plans just as they formed. He demanded every student attend, and if all came, fifty points would be given to each house.
Why me?
I could have just sat in the library all night, reading away... not caring for dances or costumes.
But noooooo, I was forced to go to the silly dance. As soon as the ball had been announced, girls all over the Great Hall started sighing, and I could already hear Lavender declare her date (without his knowledge) of who she was taking. The older boys even seemed excited, even Harry, who was never happy about anything anymore.
But I did notice one boy who did not look so happy.
It was Ron, with an unreadable face who stared down at his cereal after the dance was announced. He didn't seem very happy about it, not in the least. I supposed his face looked like mine in that moment. It was obvious neither of us did not wish to attend.
So how we ended up going, and as eachother's dates, is completely beyond me.
It all happened in the Gryffindor Common Room. It was two days before the dance, Ron and Harry were wasting precious homework time by playing chess, while I sat in the corner working on a potions paper for Snape. Typical me, I suppose. I rarely ever have any fun anymore, with O.W.L.S. and other projects coming up, who has time for games? Apparently Ron and Harry do. But even as I was supposed to have my nose in my book, I could not tear my eyes away from the boys.
Okay, I admit it, I couldn't tear my eyes away from Ron.
I don't know whats wrong with me these days. Sometimes, Ron makes me so mad and flustered that I just don't know what to do with myself. And then there are those other times. The times when he smiles at me and that familiar blush creeps into my cheeks.
Looking at Harry never, ever causes my stomach to do loops, or whatever the proper term is for feeling light headed. Whatever the feeling, it always happens when I look at Ronald Weasley. Only Ron. I suppose Harry is a looker, according to Ginny, but he just isn't Ron.
I don't know what it is about Ron that makes me slightly giddy. The sight of him never made me feel that way before. I checked a physics book... but that explains nothing about female hormones. I thought for a moment that maybe my emotions would pass... but they haven't. I've been feeling these feelings since last term. I've pretty much shouldered the idea that I just might have feelings for one of my two best friends.
I guess it was obvious.
In fourth year, I believe the jealous bug striked both Ron and I.
I took the arm of Viktor for the Yule ball, and Ron couldn't keep his eyes off of that Fleur. In a way, we were playing a game against eachother. Who could make who jealous first. I won, I think. Ron completely fell apart at the end of the ball, and I told him what he should do, and that was ask me to the next Hogwarts dance, before anyone else.. and certainly not as a second choice.
I suppose I was trying to tell him to get a clue and tell me how he feels.
AND I suppose thats what has me so nervous.
What if he does ask me?
I wouldn't mind, I guess. What am I saying... he'll never ask me, the Hogwarts book junkie.
But, as you'll soon see, my predictions were wrong. Very wrong.
Anyway, I was sitting on a corner of the Gryffindor couch, a book in my lap and a new quill in my hand. Lavender was sitting on the floor beside me, working on a paper for Transfiguration. I noticed she drew hearts all over the paper, and was writing 'L+S' on it. I think it meant Lavender+Seamus... but who knows when it comes to her and her many, many crushes.
I've never really had any crushes. I think the transition from liking Ron to, well, caring about him in a very different way, happened in a very short period. Not a book in the world could explain it. Its just something that *happened* to me.
But... did it also happen to Ron?
Was the hidden smiles he seemed to share with me when no one was looking for my eyes alone?
He was doing it again, staring at me while Harry was making a move at chess.
Why was HE doing that?
I quickly averted my eyes back into my book, and hoped he didn't think I was rude. I was trying to study, afterall. He shouldn't be staring at me when there is precious learning to be done.
The next thing I knew, I was back to reading about the effect of cobwebs in doorways. It was then I felt the otherside of the couch I was sitting down slump. I looked over and saw a grinning Ron . "Hi, Hermione," was what he said, and then...
Wait a minute...
I suppose I'm geting ahead of myself. I believe I should start form start to finish. Thats right, I'll tell you everything. From the announcement of the new ball, to the tragic night of the dance. You'll hear more about Ron and I, too.
Who knows... maybe there will be a happy ending afterall.
_______________________________________
I'll continue this as soon as I have time away from work. I promise, it'll be worth the wait. :)
Chapter: 1, Impending Doom
Rating: PG
Author: Kali Kato (SeekerGurl)
Year: 6th Year
Other: This fic is from Hermione Granger's POV.
Ships: Ron and Hermione! *Who else?*
Summary: Hermione finds much needed advice from an unusual source. And a few plot twists along the way.
Disclaimer: Everything, from all of Hogwarts to Hermione's hair, belongs to Mrs J.K. Rowling.
Notes: Excuse any spelling mistakes, I've had a long night. ^^
(BTW, I believe 'Lumos' means light, since the HP kids ae always using it to light their wands. So in English, the title would be 'Light My way Into Your Heart' but Lumos is more HPish) ^_^
Enjoy!
' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' LUMOS MY WAY INTO YOUR HEART ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' IMPENDING DOOM
Truth betold, I don't have any experience with boys.
But I suppose... everyone knows that.
And as always, I'm the last to know. I'm sure it wasn't a big secret, especially to girls like Lavender and Parvati, who are always in my buisness one way or another. I am the Hogwarts bookworm, afterall. I suppose, to them, its totally inaccurate for me to start liking boys. I really wish someone would have told me that before I took a giant leap into my heart and discovered something beautiful about my best friend. You think one little person in this entire school would have warned me of my impending doom.
But oh no, I had to go and admit my feelings to a certain ginger haired boy.
And if people didn't know about my feelings before... they certainly do now.
Its all my fault.
You see, its Halloween, the most celebrated day at Hogwarts, for obvious reasons. This year Professor Dumbledore had planned a special event for all sixth and seventh year students. He announced a school dance, which would be annual from now on.
It was supposed to be simple, really it was.
You would get dressed in a costume of some sort, much like muggle's do on this day. You could come with or without a date, which was helpful for people like me. They would have food and drink, and people would talk and make new friends and dance only if they wished too. Even in favor of all these things, I had resolved not to go. I had decided from the moment the Halloween Ball was announced that my time would be much better spent in the library, where my knowledge could progress. Besides, I had just finished reading Hogwarts: A History for the tenth time... I think its time I dived into a new book. But of course, Dumbledore spoiled my plans just as they formed. He demanded every student attend, and if all came, fifty points would be given to each house.
Why me?
I could have just sat in the library all night, reading away... not caring for dances or costumes.
But noooooo, I was forced to go to the silly dance. As soon as the ball had been announced, girls all over the Great Hall started sighing, and I could already hear Lavender declare her date (without his knowledge) of who she was taking. The older boys even seemed excited, even Harry, who was never happy about anything anymore.
But I did notice one boy who did not look so happy.
It was Ron, with an unreadable face who stared down at his cereal after the dance was announced. He didn't seem very happy about it, not in the least. I supposed his face looked like mine in that moment. It was obvious neither of us did not wish to attend.
So how we ended up going, and as eachother's dates, is completely beyond me.
It all happened in the Gryffindor Common Room. It was two days before the dance, Ron and Harry were wasting precious homework time by playing chess, while I sat in the corner working on a potions paper for Snape. Typical me, I suppose. I rarely ever have any fun anymore, with O.W.L.S. and other projects coming up, who has time for games? Apparently Ron and Harry do. But even as I was supposed to have my nose in my book, I could not tear my eyes away from the boys.
Okay, I admit it, I couldn't tear my eyes away from Ron.
I don't know whats wrong with me these days. Sometimes, Ron makes me so mad and flustered that I just don't know what to do with myself. And then there are those other times. The times when he smiles at me and that familiar blush creeps into my cheeks.
Looking at Harry never, ever causes my stomach to do loops, or whatever the proper term is for feeling light headed. Whatever the feeling, it always happens when I look at Ronald Weasley. Only Ron. I suppose Harry is a looker, according to Ginny, but he just isn't Ron.
I don't know what it is about Ron that makes me slightly giddy. The sight of him never made me feel that way before. I checked a physics book... but that explains nothing about female hormones. I thought for a moment that maybe my emotions would pass... but they haven't. I've been feeling these feelings since last term. I've pretty much shouldered the idea that I just might have feelings for one of my two best friends.
I guess it was obvious.
In fourth year, I believe the jealous bug striked both Ron and I.
I took the arm of Viktor for the Yule ball, and Ron couldn't keep his eyes off of that Fleur. In a way, we were playing a game against eachother. Who could make who jealous first. I won, I think. Ron completely fell apart at the end of the ball, and I told him what he should do, and that was ask me to the next Hogwarts dance, before anyone else.. and certainly not as a second choice.
I suppose I was trying to tell him to get a clue and tell me how he feels.
AND I suppose thats what has me so nervous.
What if he does ask me?
I wouldn't mind, I guess. What am I saying... he'll never ask me, the Hogwarts book junkie.
But, as you'll soon see, my predictions were wrong. Very wrong.
Anyway, I was sitting on a corner of the Gryffindor couch, a book in my lap and a new quill in my hand. Lavender was sitting on the floor beside me, working on a paper for Transfiguration. I noticed she drew hearts all over the paper, and was writing 'L+S' on it. I think it meant Lavender+Seamus... but who knows when it comes to her and her many, many crushes.
I've never really had any crushes. I think the transition from liking Ron to, well, caring about him in a very different way, happened in a very short period. Not a book in the world could explain it. Its just something that *happened* to me.
But... did it also happen to Ron?
Was the hidden smiles he seemed to share with me when no one was looking for my eyes alone?
He was doing it again, staring at me while Harry was making a move at chess.
Why was HE doing that?
I quickly averted my eyes back into my book, and hoped he didn't think I was rude. I was trying to study, afterall. He shouldn't be staring at me when there is precious learning to be done.
The next thing I knew, I was back to reading about the effect of cobwebs in doorways. It was then I felt the otherside of the couch I was sitting down slump. I looked over and saw a grinning Ron . "Hi, Hermione," was what he said, and then...
Wait a minute...
I suppose I'm geting ahead of myself. I believe I should start form start to finish. Thats right, I'll tell you everything. From the announcement of the new ball, to the tragic night of the dance. You'll hear more about Ron and I, too.
Who knows... maybe there will be a happy ending afterall.
_______________________________________
I'll continue this as soon as I have time away from work. I promise, it'll be worth the wait. :)