SOOO SORRY, I had homework, a lot of homework, A LOT OF- I'm just going to shut up, this is a short one, sorry. I DONT OWN HARRY POTTER DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE NEW MOVIES MORE AT THE ENDNOTE EEEEK!

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Why him? Of all the people in her life she didn't like why did she have to meet him, or re-meet him? Louis was his name. And there he sat at the Ravencalw table amoungst the other french. That boy who harrassed me at france, the one only Ron knew about and I doubt he still remembered.

"Bonjour belle" (Hello Bueatiful) a boy said, marching over to Hermione. laying in sand, on a towel, wearing a one-piece, a pair of shorts and sandals. He was tall, taller than Ron with green eyes and curly golden-brown hair. "Pourrais-je avoir autant de chance que de savoir votre nom?" (Might I be so lucky as to know your name?)

Hermione ignored him, looking back at her book. He didn't leave. "Mon nom est Hermione. Allez-vous." (My name is Hermione. Go away.) She replied. He clicked his tongue impatiently.

He spoke rapidly a reply, the only part she was able to catch was "-Vous devez être le mien, anglais.-" (you must be mine, English) He then spoke in english, "I am Louis Cavalier Jr," he said. "Do you want to dine with me?"

"I told you to go away, go away," She replied defiantly, he laughed.

"Come now," He said, walking towards her, towering, "Don't be a chienne."

"Well I'm dreadfully sorry but I'm staying here," She said.

"Where are your parents, bebe?"

"Just over those rocks," She replied, pointing.

"Close enough to 'ear you scream?" He asked. Hermione's blood ran cold, even as he let out a light-hearted laugh

"Please, just go away," Hermione said, standing up and crossing her arms.

"But the view, it's so nice," He replied, pointing at the sunset, Hermione looked at it went she felt a pinch on her bathing suit and she smacked his hand. He looked agape.

"GO AWAY!" She exclaimed.

"I apologize, that was impolite-"

"You bloody bet it was! Go away or else!"

"What?" he asked, looking at her book that was covering her chest defensively. "Ah, you must go to Hogwarts?"

"You're a wizard?"

"Oui," he said, smiling. "And you are a lovely witch."

"Well, then as a witch you know I'll be able to hex your ears off!" She exlciamed, spinning around, her tugged on her curly hair and brought her close. "Hermione, bebe," He whispered in her ear. She took her heavy textbook and smacked his torso as hard as she could, indeed she hit a little low. He cried out in pain and bent in half, loosening his grip on her so she could escape. She ran.

And there Louis sat, him being older and taller and probably more handsome, but that glint of a predator in his eyes. He was talking to Penelope Clearwater, a seventh year. She seemed unamused, her dark, curly hair hadn't been tugged on yet. Hermione was agitated. Then the unthinkable happed, he looked at her, and their eyes met, fear washed over her. He gave a smirk, a wink and then he gave her a cold look, clearly showing her that revenge was on the horizon.

"Are you done with the bouillabaisse?" A french female's voice said. Hermione looked up.

"Yeah, yeah it was wonderful," Ron said. Hermione's heart stopped, he... had a look of... attraction in his eye. Look at this girl, she was skinny, and girly, and blonde and looked like a female version of Draco Malfoy, and probably had the same personality, not to mention since she was french and pretty she'd be stuck up and rude, with one sentence Hermione already hated the girl. And wasn't afriad to vocalize it. Look at all those boys stare after her, she probably thrives on attention. And Ron is another boy caught in her evil trap. This year would be terrible.

I'm sorry this is all I could get done. BUT the next one will be really long, I swear!

About the new Harry Potter Movies, JK Rowling is writing all the textbooks and they're doing "DOCUMENTARIES" about them all. Saw it on CNN. YAAAY