Authors Note: This is a pretty original story (at least I hope so!!!) It is a very new pairing (I think I might be the first one to do this type of story. If I'm not please correct me!!) So if you do not like change and difference then hit that lovely back button now. All others are welcome to continue if they wish. (Hope you do!)
Feedback: Always welcome!! Flames welcome too. I use them to make s'mores. S'mores to everyone who reviews!! If you don't like s'mores then tell me what you like and I will give them to you in the next chapter!!
Disclaimer: Sadly I own nothing but the plot. All characters, and most settings belong to the wonderful J. K. Rowling, without whom this story would not be possible. I wish I owned Ron and Malfoy though. That would be nice.
Pairing: Ahh. Now it comes out. This will eventually be Goyle/Hermione. I told ya the pairing was pretty original. If the thought makes you Squicky, then you might also want to hit the back button. Now on with the story.
A New Beginning
By: Ronslilprincess
"Stupid goons." Malfoy snarled at Crabbe and I. "Are you just going to stand there, or are you actually going to walk?" I slowly clenched my fist, so it wasn't obvious I was doing it. Vince obviously doesn't care that we are treated like dirt. Maybe he is as stupid as he seems. I wouldn't doubt it.
But I am tired of being called stupid, and being considered Malfoy's 'goon.' It can get very annoying, protecting the little brat. The only reason I'm in Slytherin is to protect the git. But now it is time for a change. Time to show the world I can be smart, and even push Malfoy out of the Slytherin's hottest guy spot. Hmm. Maybe I can't go that far, but I'm going to get as far as I can.
Now, I just need to find the perfect person to help me. Someone who can help me better my body, mind, and soul. Well, the two smartest people I know are Hermione Granger, and sadly, Malfoy. I'm not going to ask Malfoy for help. He'd laugh in my face. And believe me, this is not a pleasant experience. Have you ever smelled his breath? If you have then you know what I mean. And Granger? Yeah right.
Anyways, I started to follow Malfoy, putting on my dumbest look. "Hey, Malfoy what's a go-oon?" I asked stupidly. I must admit I was a great actor. Maybe I should make a career out of this skill.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "You," he muttered dramatically, "are a goon. Now shut up, and come on!"
I nodded, and proceeded to follow him to the Slytherin commons. Inside was newly decorated, the color of forests everywhere. In front of the fireplace sat a velvet green couch, and matching chairs. Along the frame of the chairs were elegantly carved snakes, that seemed to slither around. Various Slytherins sat around, not playing exploding snap or chess, but discussing the Dark Lord's newest plots. Most of them are children of Death Eaters, and a few are Death Eaters themselves. Many of them look up to Professor Snape, but I think that he's really on the light side.
Within ten minutes I was tired of hearing all the dark gossip. I got up quietly, but apparently not quiet enough. Malfoy had spotted me, and looked suspicious. "Where are you going you big oaf?"
Once again I started my act. "Uh. Ya know? The place with the hoot hoots?" I flapped my arms in a pathetic attempt to show flying. I was constantly demeaning myself for this facade.
"The owlery? Honestly Goyle, I think Crabbe has surpassed you in the brain department, which is a pretty sad thing."
Vince grined up at me. "Yea! I slurrped you in the." He left his sentence at that, as he stuffed a cookie in his mouth. Crumbs and saliva flew out of his mouth, and I couldn't help but feel disgusted.
I shrugged. "Maybe you is true Malfoy." I sniffed sadly, and turned to walk out of the room. Finally, in the halls of Hogwarts, I felt more comfortable. I walked up to the owlery, just incase Malfoy came to look for me. The owls scattered at my abrupt entrance, but they soon settled down. I climbed up on the large window sill, and gentally petted the owl that had landed on my knee. Off in the distance a lone figure ran silently around the lake.
A/N: Okay. How bad did it suck? Be honest! I can take it! Just don't hurt Ace's feelings. Oh, you don't know who Ace is? He is my fluffy, purple, invisible bear.
Feedback: Always welcome!! Flames welcome too. I use them to make s'mores. S'mores to everyone who reviews!! If you don't like s'mores then tell me what you like and I will give them to you in the next chapter!!
Disclaimer: Sadly I own nothing but the plot. All characters, and most settings belong to the wonderful J. K. Rowling, without whom this story would not be possible. I wish I owned Ron and Malfoy though. That would be nice.
Pairing: Ahh. Now it comes out. This will eventually be Goyle/Hermione. I told ya the pairing was pretty original. If the thought makes you Squicky, then you might also want to hit the back button. Now on with the story.
A New Beginning
By: Ronslilprincess
"Stupid goons." Malfoy snarled at Crabbe and I. "Are you just going to stand there, or are you actually going to walk?" I slowly clenched my fist, so it wasn't obvious I was doing it. Vince obviously doesn't care that we are treated like dirt. Maybe he is as stupid as he seems. I wouldn't doubt it.
But I am tired of being called stupid, and being considered Malfoy's 'goon.' It can get very annoying, protecting the little brat. The only reason I'm in Slytherin is to protect the git. But now it is time for a change. Time to show the world I can be smart, and even push Malfoy out of the Slytherin's hottest guy spot. Hmm. Maybe I can't go that far, but I'm going to get as far as I can.
Now, I just need to find the perfect person to help me. Someone who can help me better my body, mind, and soul. Well, the two smartest people I know are Hermione Granger, and sadly, Malfoy. I'm not going to ask Malfoy for help. He'd laugh in my face. And believe me, this is not a pleasant experience. Have you ever smelled his breath? If you have then you know what I mean. And Granger? Yeah right.
Anyways, I started to follow Malfoy, putting on my dumbest look. "Hey, Malfoy what's a go-oon?" I asked stupidly. I must admit I was a great actor. Maybe I should make a career out of this skill.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "You," he muttered dramatically, "are a goon. Now shut up, and come on!"
I nodded, and proceeded to follow him to the Slytherin commons. Inside was newly decorated, the color of forests everywhere. In front of the fireplace sat a velvet green couch, and matching chairs. Along the frame of the chairs were elegantly carved snakes, that seemed to slither around. Various Slytherins sat around, not playing exploding snap or chess, but discussing the Dark Lord's newest plots. Most of them are children of Death Eaters, and a few are Death Eaters themselves. Many of them look up to Professor Snape, but I think that he's really on the light side.
Within ten minutes I was tired of hearing all the dark gossip. I got up quietly, but apparently not quiet enough. Malfoy had spotted me, and looked suspicious. "Where are you going you big oaf?"
Once again I started my act. "Uh. Ya know? The place with the hoot hoots?" I flapped my arms in a pathetic attempt to show flying. I was constantly demeaning myself for this facade.
"The owlery? Honestly Goyle, I think Crabbe has surpassed you in the brain department, which is a pretty sad thing."
Vince grined up at me. "Yea! I slurrped you in the." He left his sentence at that, as he stuffed a cookie in his mouth. Crumbs and saliva flew out of his mouth, and I couldn't help but feel disgusted.
I shrugged. "Maybe you is true Malfoy." I sniffed sadly, and turned to walk out of the room. Finally, in the halls of Hogwarts, I felt more comfortable. I walked up to the owlery, just incase Malfoy came to look for me. The owls scattered at my abrupt entrance, but they soon settled down. I climbed up on the large window sill, and gentally petted the owl that had landed on my knee. Off in the distance a lone figure ran silently around the lake.
A/N: Okay. How bad did it suck? Be honest! I can take it! Just don't hurt Ace's feelings. Oh, you don't know who Ace is? He is my fluffy, purple, invisible bear.