Surprises (rewritten)
Chapter 1
~ReSe
A/N- ok. I have already made an attempt to write a story called 'Surprises'. I was told by reviewers that I had Hermione out of character, and made some mistakes in reference to the car that someone had. It was an eclipse, and I wasn't thinking that they were in England and most likely would not ship a car from America to them. I was also told that I had misspelled words. Which, I wasn't aware of. I may have misused words but spell check does not pick up on that. And it's not really that important to the plot. So if either of the people who told me my mistakes read this. I would really like to know how you feel about the changes. Thank you for reviewing, and for the flames ( I hope this one is better.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor am I making any money off of this. If you thought I did, you're an idiot.
Warnings- this will be a Hermione / Sirius fanfic, so if you have a problem with that don't read the story, stop HERE, because its stupid to know your getting into something that you will hate then blame and flame me for it. If you have any questions regarding this fic please e-mail me.
(The beginning)
Hermione sat on her bed with a book lying in her lap probably three times the size of an average dictionary, and slowly lost herself bit by bit to the formulas and theories of ancient science. She being the smartest witch graduating from Hogwarts this year, needed to stretch her brain as far as it would go. She was planning on taking on a Magic college, much to the dismay of her muggle parents. Never the less, she insisted that reading up on both muggle and magic science was necessary, you would never know what they expect of you. To Hermione, that was the world. She continued to engross herself in the book until she heard a sharp rap on the door. Meaning her parents were ready to take her to buy her dog. She was moving out, and this was there going away present to her. Although she wasn't going that far, they insisted that they should buy her a gift.
"Coming!" she told them, and stood up carefully placing a marker in the book as not to loose it. Then grabbed her purse and went out of her room to meet them. They were planning on getting the dog, and taking it strait to her new home. Where she would start living from then on. The thought of finally living on her own excited but also scared her. She was always the independent type. Always insisting that her parents treat her as if she were older and not consider her their darling little girl. Then again this also meant that she would be completely on her own, no mother to sit and have long talks with in the middle of the night, no father to insist she take her time and be careful when she rushed. This means she would pay her own bills, take care of her own problems, and tread her own path. There was no turning back from this point.
"Okay, I'm ready" Hermione told them, putting on her most determined look. She didn't want her parents to think she was regretting the move, they would start to feel as if they pushed her into it if she all of the sudden changed her mind. "Okay, lets go dear." Her mother said gently to her husband, smiling and making every line in her face wrinkle up. "We want to get there before five, we have to set up Mione's bed remember?"
"Yes, of course." Mr. Granger replied, "I am not that old, I can remember simple tasks." Her told her irritably. Quite the contrary, he forgot a lot of things, but was oblivious to the fact he forgot them.
They rushed through the rain to the small car an all piled in. Hermione smiled as she breathed in the familiar scent her father's pipe. He was never supposed to smoke it, being that Annette was always worried about health, and he was a dentist himself. Hermione and he always went on small trips to small shops around town for no apparent reason; and he would smoke his pipe along the way. The smell was deliciously strong in the car, but Annette never mentioned it.
"So dear. What is the name of the college our going to?" her mother questioned. Hermione knew she was again going to ask her if she was sure she didn't want to go to a 'normal' college. Her parents were muggles, and very much so. Not like Harry's aunt and uncle, but they were far away from her normal day life in a world that had nothing to do with them and it pained them to watch her work her way into it, and college was just a bigger step away. Hermione knew that this hurt her parents, to see her learn these different spells and work these potions that did things that stretched beyond both their imaginations. Then again, weren't all parents this way? Didn't they all hate it when their kids left for college and moved out? It's normal for parents to miss their kids when it came to these matters.
"Menistra College of witchcraft and wizardry." She told her. "Honestly, it's a great school. I am majoring in wizard classes and muggle classes, and it provides both. It'll be fine; it is one of the greatest schools in the world. It has a huge library, and genius professors. I am taking tons of classes based on rules and regulations. Plus, I may even get a chance to work on a real case. First hand if I work hard enough and prove that I am useful, which I have full intentions of doing." She said this very quickly, trying to get the point out to her mother that she was completely into this school and very ready for it.
"Oh, alright Hun, but if at any point, I am sure it would be quite simple to enroll you in a normal college." Her mum wouldn't make her go, but she would always make it clear that she disagreed. Quite like Hermione.
"Ah, looks like we're here." Her father announced. With that they all climbed out of the car and headed into the shop hurriedly to get out of the pour.
Chapter 1
~ReSe
A/N- ok. I have already made an attempt to write a story called 'Surprises'. I was told by reviewers that I had Hermione out of character, and made some mistakes in reference to the car that someone had. It was an eclipse, and I wasn't thinking that they were in England and most likely would not ship a car from America to them. I was also told that I had misspelled words. Which, I wasn't aware of. I may have misused words but spell check does not pick up on that. And it's not really that important to the plot. So if either of the people who told me my mistakes read this. I would really like to know how you feel about the changes. Thank you for reviewing, and for the flames ( I hope this one is better.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor am I making any money off of this. If you thought I did, you're an idiot.
Warnings- this will be a Hermione / Sirius fanfic, so if you have a problem with that don't read the story, stop HERE, because its stupid to know your getting into something that you will hate then blame and flame me for it. If you have any questions regarding this fic please e-mail me.
(The beginning)
Hermione sat on her bed with a book lying in her lap probably three times the size of an average dictionary, and slowly lost herself bit by bit to the formulas and theories of ancient science. She being the smartest witch graduating from Hogwarts this year, needed to stretch her brain as far as it would go. She was planning on taking on a Magic college, much to the dismay of her muggle parents. Never the less, she insisted that reading up on both muggle and magic science was necessary, you would never know what they expect of you. To Hermione, that was the world. She continued to engross herself in the book until she heard a sharp rap on the door. Meaning her parents were ready to take her to buy her dog. She was moving out, and this was there going away present to her. Although she wasn't going that far, they insisted that they should buy her a gift.
"Coming!" she told them, and stood up carefully placing a marker in the book as not to loose it. Then grabbed her purse and went out of her room to meet them. They were planning on getting the dog, and taking it strait to her new home. Where she would start living from then on. The thought of finally living on her own excited but also scared her. She was always the independent type. Always insisting that her parents treat her as if she were older and not consider her their darling little girl. Then again this also meant that she would be completely on her own, no mother to sit and have long talks with in the middle of the night, no father to insist she take her time and be careful when she rushed. This means she would pay her own bills, take care of her own problems, and tread her own path. There was no turning back from this point.
"Okay, I'm ready" Hermione told them, putting on her most determined look. She didn't want her parents to think she was regretting the move, they would start to feel as if they pushed her into it if she all of the sudden changed her mind. "Okay, lets go dear." Her mother said gently to her husband, smiling and making every line in her face wrinkle up. "We want to get there before five, we have to set up Mione's bed remember?"
"Yes, of course." Mr. Granger replied, "I am not that old, I can remember simple tasks." Her told her irritably. Quite the contrary, he forgot a lot of things, but was oblivious to the fact he forgot them.
They rushed through the rain to the small car an all piled in. Hermione smiled as she breathed in the familiar scent her father's pipe. He was never supposed to smoke it, being that Annette was always worried about health, and he was a dentist himself. Hermione and he always went on small trips to small shops around town for no apparent reason; and he would smoke his pipe along the way. The smell was deliciously strong in the car, but Annette never mentioned it.
"So dear. What is the name of the college our going to?" her mother questioned. Hermione knew she was again going to ask her if she was sure she didn't want to go to a 'normal' college. Her parents were muggles, and very much so. Not like Harry's aunt and uncle, but they were far away from her normal day life in a world that had nothing to do with them and it pained them to watch her work her way into it, and college was just a bigger step away. Hermione knew that this hurt her parents, to see her learn these different spells and work these potions that did things that stretched beyond both their imaginations. Then again, weren't all parents this way? Didn't they all hate it when their kids left for college and moved out? It's normal for parents to miss their kids when it came to these matters.
"Menistra College of witchcraft and wizardry." She told her. "Honestly, it's a great school. I am majoring in wizard classes and muggle classes, and it provides both. It'll be fine; it is one of the greatest schools in the world. It has a huge library, and genius professors. I am taking tons of classes based on rules and regulations. Plus, I may even get a chance to work on a real case. First hand if I work hard enough and prove that I am useful, which I have full intentions of doing." She said this very quickly, trying to get the point out to her mother that she was completely into this school and very ready for it.
"Oh, alright Hun, but if at any point, I am sure it would be quite simple to enroll you in a normal college." Her mum wouldn't make her go, but she would always make it clear that she disagreed. Quite like Hermione.
"Ah, looks like we're here." Her father announced. With that they all climbed out of the car and headed into the shop hurriedly to get out of the pour.