Made For the Movies
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, anything at all. I do not own Harry Potter, some of the lines in this story and I most certainly do not own the movies mentioned. But the plot and my Internet do cost quite a bunch.
Summary: I'm about to try to make this one of the most original Hermione/Draco stories you've ever read. Are you up for it? BTW, I said try!
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"I need more lotion!" The fifteen-year-old rolled her eyes, "Are you people trying to kill me?"
"That time of the month," her co-star looked at her somberly.
"Sadly. I mean, I can't even control my mouth anymore." She rubbed her temples as her accent spilled out of her mouth.
"Sure you can." He rubbed her arm. "You'll be fine."
"Yeah," She whispered, "Just as soon as I get a Midol and a trip back home."
"You're leaving tonight." Her manager glanced at her schedule.
"Really?" Her eyes lit up.
"Yes, really but if you don't finish this final scene you're not going anywhere."
"Oh, I could just kiss you right now!" She jumped off her chair and wrapped her arms around the older woman.
"I don't think so, Hannah" She gently removed her arms and pointed toward the set, "Set, now."
"Yes." She ran as her brown hair trailed behind her.
~*~*~*~
It was breakfast time in the Great Hall as Harry and Ron sat in their usual places. It had been two years since they had last seen their friend. It was the last day of school year two and they were saying their good-byes. It hadn't occurred to them that, that summer their friend would've been taken away by the people in Hollywood.
A white owl flew in carrying a small note.
Hey boys!
It's me. Guess what? I'm flying into London tonight and I can't write long. Hopefully you'll get to show this letter to Professor Dumbledore and see if he would mind if I visited soon. I'll come in a month since I am going to be busy when I get back but I promise I'll visit.
Always, Hermione
"Visiting us, here?" Ron looked at her. "Does she even know about Voldemort being dead?"
"I don't know. I don't even know if she gets all my letters. It's been nearly eight months since she's written last." Harry covered his face.
"Hey, mates." Draco took a seat beside them. "What you got there?"
Who would've thought that as soon as Hermione left the entire witch world went around. That Voldemort would die and because of Ron's dad. And suddenly Draco becoming their friend.
"Hi," Ginny and Ana took their seats. Ana moved from Beuxbatons the year before. She had become very close to the group although she was in Slytherin with Draco the group had gotten along very well.
"Any news from Snape?" Ron looked at his sister. Their family had been getting death threats from him ever since Voldemort died. You could say that he had become the heir to the devils throne.
"Nope but there was another incident near the burrow." She creased her eyebrows causing her freckles to stick closely together.
"That does not sound too good." Harry whispered.
"Yeah, it was this man with red hair," Ana added, "This has got to me more that just a coincidence."
"I know!" Ron said in frustration, "And that damn Fudge doesn't give a flying fart about it."
"Is there a name yet?"
"Not yet." Ginny whispered. "I'm just waiting for the," she began and no second later the daily newspaper appeared before her.
"Newspaper." Ana finished for her.
Ginny casually read through it but something had been there that had caused her to go pale.
"Gin," Ana took the paper from her. "Oh my God." She handed the paper to Ron.
The two girls studied the boys as Ron held onto the paper and the other two studied it.
"No," Ron whispered. Ginny's tears had fallen now as she stood up from the table and paced towards the door with her head down.
"Ginny," Ron stood up and followed his sister.
"I don't understand though, is he somehow?" Ana looked at them.
"He was their brother, Ginny's favorite one until a few years ago." Harry looked down and picked up the paper that had caused the drama just a few moments ago.
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A/N: What do you think? Should I continue it? Constructive criticism is very welcome.
---bballgirl_17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, anything at all. I do not own Harry Potter, some of the lines in this story and I most certainly do not own the movies mentioned. But the plot and my Internet do cost quite a bunch.
Summary: I'm about to try to make this one of the most original Hermione/Draco stories you've ever read. Are you up for it? BTW, I said try!
~*~*~*~
"I need more lotion!" The fifteen-year-old rolled her eyes, "Are you people trying to kill me?"
"That time of the month," her co-star looked at her somberly.
"Sadly. I mean, I can't even control my mouth anymore." She rubbed her temples as her accent spilled out of her mouth.
"Sure you can." He rubbed her arm. "You'll be fine."
"Yeah," She whispered, "Just as soon as I get a Midol and a trip back home."
"You're leaving tonight." Her manager glanced at her schedule.
"Really?" Her eyes lit up.
"Yes, really but if you don't finish this final scene you're not going anywhere."
"Oh, I could just kiss you right now!" She jumped off her chair and wrapped her arms around the older woman.
"I don't think so, Hannah" She gently removed her arms and pointed toward the set, "Set, now."
"Yes." She ran as her brown hair trailed behind her.
~*~*~*~
It was breakfast time in the Great Hall as Harry and Ron sat in their usual places. It had been two years since they had last seen their friend. It was the last day of school year two and they were saying their good-byes. It hadn't occurred to them that, that summer their friend would've been taken away by the people in Hollywood.
A white owl flew in carrying a small note.
Hey boys!
It's me. Guess what? I'm flying into London tonight and I can't write long. Hopefully you'll get to show this letter to Professor Dumbledore and see if he would mind if I visited soon. I'll come in a month since I am going to be busy when I get back but I promise I'll visit.
Always, Hermione
"Visiting us, here?" Ron looked at her. "Does she even know about Voldemort being dead?"
"I don't know. I don't even know if she gets all my letters. It's been nearly eight months since she's written last." Harry covered his face.
"Hey, mates." Draco took a seat beside them. "What you got there?"
Who would've thought that as soon as Hermione left the entire witch world went around. That Voldemort would die and because of Ron's dad. And suddenly Draco becoming their friend.
"Hi," Ginny and Ana took their seats. Ana moved from Beuxbatons the year before. She had become very close to the group although she was in Slytherin with Draco the group had gotten along very well.
"Any news from Snape?" Ron looked at his sister. Their family had been getting death threats from him ever since Voldemort died. You could say that he had become the heir to the devils throne.
"Nope but there was another incident near the burrow." She creased her eyebrows causing her freckles to stick closely together.
"That does not sound too good." Harry whispered.
"Yeah, it was this man with red hair," Ana added, "This has got to me more that just a coincidence."
"I know!" Ron said in frustration, "And that damn Fudge doesn't give a flying fart about it."
"Is there a name yet?"
"Not yet." Ginny whispered. "I'm just waiting for the," she began and no second later the daily newspaper appeared before her.
"Newspaper." Ana finished for her.
Ginny casually read through it but something had been there that had caused her to go pale.
"Gin," Ana took the paper from her. "Oh my God." She handed the paper to Ron.
The two girls studied the boys as Ron held onto the paper and the other two studied it.
"No," Ron whispered. Ginny's tears had fallen now as she stood up from the table and paced towards the door with her head down.
"Ginny," Ron stood up and followed his sister.
"I don't understand though, is he somehow?" Ana looked at them.
"He was their brother, Ginny's favorite one until a few years ago." Harry looked down and picked up the paper that had caused the drama just a few moments ago.
~*~*~*~
A/N: What do you think? Should I continue it? Constructive criticism is very welcome.
---bballgirl_17
