Hello everyone! This is my first Fan Fiction, and I hope you like it! It's based off of Crossroads (THE BEST MOVIE!) Anyways, I don't own Harry Potter and Friends, J.K. Rowling does! And, 'Crossroads' belongs to Paramount Pictures and MTV Productions (Or is it the other way around?) . Please, no flames, or constructive critizium. ENJOY!
Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, and I were best friends. We were always together. On a certain night in November of our 5th year we buried a box, 10 paces from Hagrids hut, under a tree. It held things we wished for when we grew up. We also wished that we would be best friends forever. That didn't happen.
Hermione now had medium length wavy blonde hair. She was also now known as the "beautiful bookworm", since she had blossomed into a very beautiful young lady. Her cinnamon eye's, and pinkish red lips her main features. She wore only a hint of make-up to make her look more dollie. As she walked down the hall with her Herbology partner, Terry Boot she held her books close to her chest. She was trying to listen to Terry, but things were playing in her mind.
Ron was now one of the most wanted guys in Hogwarts. Next to Harry and Draco of course. His hair turned into a more brownish color, with some red highlights. He stood a towering 6'2. He was walking down the stairs with Lavender, Dean, Parvarti, and Seamus. Talking about the Graduation dance that was taking place that eveing. When he collided Hermione. And her books flying everywhere.
"Watch were your going." He said harshly to her. Hermione bent down to pick up her books.
"You ran into me, Ron." She said softly.
"Oh, so Little Miss Perfect doesn't do anything wrong?" He asked. Hermione got up and frowned.
"What?" She asked. Parvati smirked
"You know, perfect, sweet, innocent…Virgin." She said.
"I'm Not-"
"Yes you are. You're a Virgin." Ron said, then they walked off. Hermione looked after them, she then saw Harry standing there, watching her. Harry hadn't really changed much, but he was still handsome as ever. Standing a 5'12, he still wore the same glasses, and had the same untamable black hair, and those bright emerald eyes, that once they captured your's, you couldn't look away. They stood there looking at each other until Terry put a hand on Hermione's shoulder.
"Were going to be late for class, Herm." He said. Hermione nodded, and looked back at Harry once more, but he was gone.
That night after the graduating ceramony, Hermione sat on her bed, looking up at her awards, prefect badges, and her head girl badge. She felt a few tears drip down her cheeks, onto her pink graduation dress. Ginny then walked in.
"Are you…Hermi? Whats wrong?" She asked, then sat down next to her.
"Nothing, I'm fine." Hermione replied, wipping away her tears. Ginny smiled.
"No your're not. Come on tell me whats wrong." She said, putting a arm around her. Hermione sighed.
"I worked really hard to be Head Girl." She said, Ginny frowned.
"And you got it." She said.
"But why doesn't it feel good. I mean, is this it? All my life, I've always been the bookworm. The good girl, did you know I didn't go to a single one of those Quidditch parties?" she cried.
"You don't like parties." Ginny said.
"But your supposed to go…And just, hang out."
"Herm, you have a head on your shoulders. Your going to be a very good teacher here." Ginny said, giving Hermione a hug. After they broke the hug, Hermione nodded.
"Your right. It's probably just all the pressure from graduating. Thanks Gin." Hermione smiled.
Hermione stood next to the Fat Lady portrait waiting for Terry to arrive, suddenly the portrait flew open and Ron, Dean, and Seamus stepped out. Hermione and Ron looked at each other for a moment, then Ron walked passed her.
"Hermione." He said, and continued walking with Hermione's eyes on him. Harry then walked out of the portrait. He walked up to Hermione, who rolled her eyes.
"Not now, Harry." She said.
"Are you coming or what?" he asked. Hermione gave him a quizical looked.
"What?" she asked.
"It's graduation tonight, Herm." He said, slightly annoyed.
"Oh Harry…" Hermione said, suddenly remembering what Harry meant. Terry then arrived.
"Ready?" He asked. Hermione nodded her head, and looked back at Harry.
"I'm sorry, Harry…I've gotta do this." She said, then gave the Password to the Fat Lady, and walked into the Common room with Terry. Harry sighed, and went to look for Ron.
Ron was in the bathroom, washing his hands when Harry walked up behind him, Ron rolled his eyes.
"What do you want, Potter." He said. Harry shook his head.
"Are you coming tonight?" he asked. Ron looked at him through the mirror.
"Excuse me?" He said, with a pissy tone in his voice.
"We made a pack Ron, remember?" Harry asked. Ron turned to him.
"I have more important things to do, then dig up some silly box." He said, then brushed past Harry and walked out of the bathroom, leaving a saddened Harry.
Terry sat on Hermione's bed, wearing only his boxers. He was nervously waiting for Hermione to come out of the bathroom.
"Are you ready, Terry?" she asked. Terry nodded, then rememberd Hermione couldn't see him.
"Y-Yes." He squeaked out. Hermione then walked out, wearing Terry's tuxedo coat and a big smile. She then opened the coat, reaviling her matching pink bra and underwear set. She then giggled, and closed the coat again, then walked up to the wide-eyed Terry. She then took off the coat, and reached up behind her, to undo her bra. She bit her lip, then dropped her arms by her sides.
"Why are you stopping?" Terry asked. Hermione sighed.
"This isn't how I imagined it, Terry." Hermione chuckled. Terry shook his head.
"Really? Beca…Because this is excatly how I imagined it." He said. Hermione sighed.
"Maybe if we get into bed." Hermione said. Terry nodded, and they got into Hermione's bed. Terry on the left, and Hermione on the right. Terry then wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist. Hermione breathed in.
"I don't know If I can do this, Terry." Hermione said. Terry groaned.
"Come on, Hermione. Please don't do this." He said.
"Let me hear your list again." She asked. Terry nodded, and went and got his list from his pants. He then got back into the bed.
"1. We've been Herbology partners for 3 years. 2. We know each other, so nothing will be weird. 3. Were both 17 and are still Virgins. And 4…," he stopped, looking down at her lips. "Please, Hermione, please." He begged. Hermione closed her eyes, and nodded.
"Alright, alright." She said. Terry then wrapped his arms around her again, and they leaned in, and kiss. But Hermione let a giggle out.
"Don't laugh, Hermione." Terry whined. Hermione giggled.
"Don't you want it to be special, Terry? Your first time." She asked.
"This is special." He replied. Hermione shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Terry." She said, then got out of the bed.
The Weird Sisters were playing that night, but a girl with long auburn hair, and big light blue eyes, who was playing on the guitar, caught Ron's and the other's attention.
"She's cute." Dean said to Ron.
"Yeah, but I'm spoken for." He said. Dean rolled his eyes.
"You mean Cho? She's at AUP (AN - American Universtiy of Paris…And, Cho and Ron started dating, in 5th year, Cho's 6th…or 7th?) doing Merlin knows what with Merlin knows who." Dean said. Ron gave him a look that could kill.
"Shut the hell up." Ron said, the left the Great Hall.
Harry walked out near the tree by Hagrids hut, using his wand as a flashlight. Then, a voice spoke up from behind him.
"It's ten paces on the otherside." Ron said, Harry turned around, and held up his wand to see Ron's face. He smiled.
"Thanks for coming." He said.
"Yeah. Were's Hermione?" Ron asked.
"She's not coming." Harry replied. Ron shook his head.
"Figures." He said, then Harry and him walked around to the other side of the tree, and found Hermione they're waiting with a shovel in her hands.
"Let's just get this over with." She said. Harry and Ron nodded, and walked up next to her, as she began digging. About 5 minutes later, the shovel hit the box. They then all got on there knees, and Harry took off the top of the box.
"Wow." He said in a low whisper. Ron the reached in and took out a Chudley Cannons magazine. Hermione smiled.
"Looks like you got your wish, Ron." Hermione said. Ron looked at her.
"How did you find out they asked me?" Ron asked. Harry laughed.
"Because you annouced it to everyone in the common room when you found out." Harry said, he then took out a gold locket.
"This is your's, Herm." He said as Hermione took it from his hands.
"What did you wish for?" He asked. Hermione smiled.
"I wished to find my real mom." She said, opening the locket. Ron nodded, then picked up a small piano shaped key chain.
"Harry?" he said, Harry nodded, and took the key chain.
"You wished for a Key Chain?" He asked. Harry shook his head.
"NO! I wished to be a famous pianoist." He said. Hermione smiled.
"Since when did you want to be a pianoist?" Ron asked. Harry smiled.
"Since the Dursleys got a piano after there 4th year. They were trying to get Dudley to play, but THAT didn't happen. And I was bored one night, and I went downstairs and stared messing around with the keys, it was fun, and so I would go down whenever I could to practice. And, I've gotton pretty good since then." Harry said, Hermione nodded.
"Looks like you didn't get your wish either." She said, looking back down at her locket.
"Actually…" he said, pulling out a magazine clipping He handed it to Hermione, who unfolded it. Ron peered in.
"Tiger Records recording contest?" He asked. Harry nodded.
"Yup. I'm leaving for Paris on Sunday." He replied.
"And how do you plan to get they're, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"I found a ride with this girl." He said scratching his neck. Hermione and Ron stared at him wide eyed.
"What! You can't go all the way to Paris with some girl." Hermione said.
"So, come with me then." He said. Hermione and Ron looked ataken back.
"Harry! We all have lives here. We can't just drop everything to go with you on some crazy trip." Ron said. Harry frowned.
"Fine, whatever. Just stay here in this shit place." He said, standing up and kicking the box. He then began to walk off. Hermione looked down at the box, and saw that a picture was left, she picked it up, and saw it was Harry, Ron, and Her in 4rd year during the Triwizard Tournament, waving and smiling. Hermione and Ron then began to laugh. Harry heard this and ran back over to them, and peered at the picture.
"Look at us…" he said.
"We were so young." Hermione laughed.
"Yeah…" Ron said. Soon, the laughter died down.
"Come on, it's getting late." Hermione said, picking up the box, and putting the picture back in. They all started their separate ways when Harry spoke up.
"Hey!" he shouted. Hermione and Ron turned around.
"I'm leaving at 7:00am at Kings Cross…if you change your minds." Harry said.
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