All I Ever Wanted
Chapter Uno
Funny Honey
Author's Note :: Aite, I'm just gonna say now, that I am new to this Harry Potter thing . Well, not really, because I read it when I was a kid, up to the fourth book, but forget SO many parts and along with it, SO many important details . Every once in a while, I'll probably look on for information, but it could help if you point out any mistakes here or there, however, some mistakes might be intentional . Oh, and, hopefully this won't be a problem, but I type with a space between my words and the punctuation mark . See ? Yeah . Okay . Wow, this is a long note . . . . Uhm, ON WITH THE STORY ! Chyeah . . . Oh, btw…
Disclaimer :: I do not own Harry Potter, it's characters, settings, concept, or storyline . However, I do own the characters that I make . Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowlings . Also, I do not own any songs from Chicago . And . . . So does not Hermoine .
Author's Note ; 10 minutes while staring at a blank page :: You'd think that this would be easier, seeing as I have characters, and a setting to work with . . . Wow, this sucks . I'm like, staring at this blank page, and 20 minutes had passed, and I feel like my brain is numb . Sigh . Damned writer's block . Get a friggen writer's hammer .
Author's Note ; 60 minutes while staring at a blank page :: I finally got it ! YEAH ! Shut up, I had it all along :x I just want you to read these walls of text . . . Uhm, right . Aite, just don't be angry about the pairings, and I swear, it will change . : Thank you for your patience, and the patience you WiLL show while reading this . No flames, please, however, harsh critiques from the public will be accepted : . Flames will just be . . . Doused by my ignorance . Oh, you know you liked that pun//metaphor .
Inside the Gryffindor's common room, a grand piano sat along a wall, and upon the bench sat Hermoine Granger . She smoothed her hand along the surface of the instrument, dust collecting on her hand . She clapped her hands, releasing a few dust particles from her fingertips, and lifted the piano's keyboard lid, and pushed it within the piano, revealing the keys which she so calmly rested her finger tips on . In a matter of seconds, she started to play .
It was nothing too fancy, just random tunes here and there, and every so often, she'll stop after coming across a tune she had never heard before . Play it a few times, studying it, then nodding her head, disapproving of the sound that she had conducted, then start to play randomly once more .
"What was wrong with that one ?" said an unknown voice from above .
To us that is, however, Hermoine was able to recognize it . Hermoine glanced up behind her, upon the second floor of the common room stood Ronald Weasley, a slight grin came onto her face, alike his . After staring for only a few seconds, she then turned back to the piano, "To be honest, I just don't like it at all . . ."
"Really ? Play it ." Ron said, while descending upon the stairs, approaching Hermoine from behind . Hermoine turned, "I'd rather not, I find it not suiting to my personality ." she said simply, as if that would stop Ron . "Please ? I think it's good ." he pleaded, and so she answered by turning to play it, accompanying it with her voice .
Sometimes I'm right
Sometimes I'm wrong
But he doesn't care
He'll string along
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
Hermoine's voice crept into Ron's ear, while he places his hands on her clothed shoulders . Ron smiled, and continued to listen, enjoying the song .
Sometimes I'm up
Sometime's I'm down
The song was interrupted by Ron's voice, and a slight squeeze of her shoulder . Hermoine stopped, and turned to Ron to find the excuse of why he had interrupted her, he answered her questioning eyes, "I've got to go," he explained hurriedly with a hint of dread, "Head-boy duties ."
Hermoine nodded, as if she validated Ron's permission to go, and as he left, "When will you be back ?" she asked, he turned with a shrug a small nervous chuckle, "I… Don't know . But I gotta go ." he said, as if he was justifying his leave . Hermoine turned, and Ron had left the common room . Again, she continued her song, for some reason, fancying the tune now . She continued from the last lines . . .
Sometimes I'm up
Sometime's I'm down
But he follows round
Like some droopy-eyed pup
He love me so
That funny honey of mine
Being timely aware, Hermoine, with many years of Hogwarts, expected now to be the time to walk towards class . She pulled her robe sleeve, and read the watch that Ron had gave her, on the day he asked her out . She smiled, as it reminded her of him, and kept that smile, for her instincts were correct, it was time to walk towards class . She lifted herself from the bench, attended to her room to pick up her textbook, 'Numerology and Gramattical' it read, and she set off for another envigorating class of Arithmancy .
He ain't no sheik
That's no great physique
And Lord knows, he ain't got the smarts
Arithmancy is usually Hermoine's favorite subject of Hogwarts . She is always fascinated of the numbers and charts, however, this time was different . This whole year had been different ; well, the beginning of the year that is . Lately, she hasn't been able to concentrate on her studies, and as Professor Vector continued his long lecture, Hermoine found herself drifting away from this –err, that world .
But look at that soul
I tell you that whole
Is a whole lot greater
Than the sum of his parts
And if you knew him like me
I know you'd agree
Today's progress for Hermoine ? Ron, Ron, and more Ron . Lost in the world of daydreamers, she was unable to concentrate on her work . However, she was completely unaware . But, it was clear, as with Professor McGonagall's class, (which she had a test on), she scored a C, which was way below standards for Hermoine Granger, but she didn't care . The same couldn't be said by Professor McGonagall, as she was amazed at the fact that Granger could get a question such as, "If you were to travel 20 miles through clear plains, which animal would you transform to make your trip much shorter ?" Strangely, she bubbled in C, for Orange Jackrabbit, instead of A, for Bald Eagle .
Returning to the common room, she dropped her books on the table, and laid herself on the couch . Holding on to her stomach and staring up to the ceiling . But, it was obvious by her blank eyes, that what she was seeing was not the present, but instead, a world sewn together by her dreams .
What if the world ?
Slandered my name ?
Why he'd be right there
Taking the blame
He loves me so
And it all suits me fine
That funny,
Sunny,
Hubby of mine !
As mentioned before, Hermoine was quite aware of time . And it occurred to her, (amazingly during her day dreamings), that Ron was not here . Classes were over, and he had not been here for 20 minutes or so . Hermoine found that strange, but using this as an excuse, she set out to investigate, longing to see him once more .
Exiting the common room, Hermoine starts exploring the corridors of Hogwarts . She checked nearly everywhere near the common room . Nearly . But one, and as she traveled down the hall, she hoped for a voice, and she got it . Along the wall, she heard a voice . Oh, it was her dear Ron ! But wait ! What is this ? There is more than one voice ?
Hermoine aligns herself with the wall, making sure to make her physical appearance invisible to whatever might be around the corner . She could only make out some of the dialogue . Hermoine grew tired of the guessing game, and casted a charm unto her ear, making herself able to hear more clearly through the wall .
"Hey," says Ron .
"Hey, can you be out here ?" questions a voice, clearly female .
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
"Not for long, but I just had to see you again," he replied with a longing tone,
"Oh, Ron, but you know how she is !"
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
"It's okay, she has seventh period, we're safe here,"
Or so he thought . Oh, how little he knew . Hermoine grew impatient, but she stayed to listen to the end . She wanted to hear this . . . And so, she kept shut, and listened further .
And Lord knows he ain't got the smarts
"You sure ?"
"Yes, I'm sure Luna, we have nothing to worry about, she's not as smart as we think ."
Ron chuckles with a laidback tone . And even through the wall, Hermoine could hear Ron engaging in a kiss with Luna Lovegood . THAT BASTARD ! Hermoine was ready to burst out from behind the wall ! Ready to stomp out Ron, shout out words that not even Hell could contain expressing her rage and hatred . Stab him with stinging words of blade and steel, and deliver agony and pain to that Luna Lovegood . However, being a smart girl as she is, Hermoine, with all her might, contained herself . Oh, how carefully she is planning her next moves as she storms out into the common room .
Now, he shot off his trap
I can't stand that sap Look at him go
Rattin' on me
With just one more brain
If they string me up
What a half-wit he'd be
I'll know who
Brought the twine
That scummy, crummy
Dummy hubby of mine!