Title: Antics
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She gazed outside the compartment window, seeing Hogwarts in the distance and frowned. Somehow, Hermione knew this year wouldn't be the same. DMHG
Her friends had drifted away, who was there to turn to? Events happen, people change, relationships form, and in the midst of it all is a love story just waiting to bloom.
Sorry for the mixup, this is Chapter one.
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Chapter one.
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"Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
And I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet place"
Slow Hands; Interpol
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"Hermione, dear, are you ready yet?"
"I'm hurrying Mom! I'll be down in a minute!" A seventeen-year-old girl with soft, curly, brown hair wavered down the stairs, a rather large suitcase in hand.
"Here, I'll help you"
"Oh, no that's alright mother, heh, I'm a big girl now..." She exasperated as she pulled the suitcase gently from her mother's grasp.
"You're right; sometimes I just keep forgetting that. You, off to your last and final year of your Hogwarts, why I can remember when you-" The younger woman cut her off saying, "Mom, there's no time for that gushy stuff now, I'll miss the train!"
"Oh right. Well, come on then."
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Here she was. Hermione Granger. Muggleborn witch, off to her last year of Hogwarts.
She sat in an empty compartment in the train as it traveled towards Hogwarts, she battled in her head whether or not to search for Harry and Ron or not, but she decided they'd look for her instead, they always did.
Oh how she missed them. She hadn't seen them, heard from them, the whole summer! Harry, Ron, and she were the fantastic trio. With an addition of Ginny, who she had grown fond of over the past years.
"I hope they haven't changed…" she mumbled looking out the window at the landscapes.
She hated when people changed. She knew she had changed somewhat, she had become more feminine, not to the point where she wore makeup, gossiped and flirted endlessly. She didn't need it. She was fine just the way she was, and if people didn't accept that, then they just didn't.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of the knob of the compartment door being turned. She changed her line of sight towards the door, and saw the three people she had wanted to see for two and a half months. Well actually… what she saw was two of them holding hands, and another one hold hands with a girl who looked strangely like Lavender.
"What the hell?!" Was all Hermione could muster at that sight.
"'Mione!"
"Hi Hermione!"
"Hey 'Mione."
"Hermione…"
Four voices called her name. She was flabbergasted, why the hell was Harry holding Ginny's hand? And since when did Lavender and Ron hang out… hold hands too?
What the?
The girl with red hair spoke.
"Umm… 'Mione maybe we should tell you what happened over the summer…"
"The hell you should tell me, Ginny! How did this happen? When? Why didn't you tell me?"
She felt left out. Wasn't she important enough to know this? Wasn't she a good enough friend? Her face showed an expression not too happy.
"Well okay, weeks after term last year Harry, Ron and, I spent the summer in Floor-boot's Villas in London… We tried owling you, honestly, we really wanted you to come, but I don't think you got it… and well-"Harry cut Ginny off and started explaining the events himself.
"Ginny and I kind of… bonded and suddenly…we finally realized our love and well…" he blushed as he said this and his and Ginny's hands tightened together, as touching as the moment looked, Hermione still was disgusted by it.
She wasn't upset at the fact they were together, she had lost her quiet crush on Harry in 4th year with Cho and all and had only seen him as a brother since. No, she was mad at them not telling her, and deep down she didn't believe what Ginny said about 'not being able to contact her' was true.
She looked in the direction of Ron and Lavender, Ron looked fine with the idea.
'Surprising, I thought he'd burst'
Then the person she was thinking of started to speak.
"Hah, 'Mione you must be thinking 'Wow, I can't believe Ron's fine with this!'. Well actually, the first few days I was quite upset by the whole idea but… look at them Hermione."
She turned to Harry and Ginny, oh gawd, they were so in love!
"Alright, I approve of your guys' relationship… Actually, I knew this would happen and to tell the truth I'm really happy you guys are together!" She broke out into a grin, but then remembered something.
"But… Ron… What's with you and," She turned to Lavender, "her?"
It was unbelievable! Lavender Brown was the most beautiful female in Hogwarts, only skin-deep of course, Hermione never liked Brown that much, she was snotty, bitchy, self absorbed-, anyways. Her and Ron? Ron wasn't really that handsome to begin with, so how in biting banshees did Lavender fall in love with Ron.
'Ron must be getting good at potions…'
Her thoughts were cut off as the male of the couple started to speak.
"Well, at the Villas… Lavender and I met and hit it off pretty well and we've been going out since then, I'm sorry we haven't told you Hermione."
'Bullshit. It's all the same "sorry"s. Well, I guess I'll have to approve of this relationship too. Oh Ron, I know how Lavender is, she takes what she wants from you and leaves…'
"Alright Ron, don't worry I approve. Just… be happy, okay? Both of you." She meant that for both the couples.
They thanked her and took seats in the compartment, couple next to couple, on one bench, opposite hers. She gazed outside the window, seeing Hogwarts in the distance and frowned.
Somehow, Hermione knew this year wouldn't be the same.
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A/N: Was that alright? Don't worry the next couple of chapters will have more information on the relationships, so don't feel left out yet. And I apologize, no Draco in this chapter!
I'll try to make my chapters longer. And I'll update once or twice a week depending on my free time.
R/R please!