This will just be a series of pointless events.
This is PRE-HBP. Short. Short stories if you will.
I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTER! ALL J.K.ROWLINGS!
THE PLOT IS MINE THOUGH!
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Hogwarts Ground
(Harry is about to go to the library to look for some books on Quiddith while Hermione fantasizes about him)
"Well Ron, I'm gonna go check it the book out and then I'll meet back up with you later," Harry told Ron while cleaning off his pants and retrieving his books.
"Hermione...,"Harry's voice drowned out of Hermione's head because she was imagining Harry in a knights armor on a white horse, coming down and sweeping her off her feet.
His voice was overly baritone, like Barry White's and his hair was even more wind swept because of the horse back riding.
"Oh Hermione! I have travelled long and deep just to reunite with you. It is my greatest desire and pleasure to fulfill all of your needs." Fantasy Harry raised his eyebrows suggestively for every accented word.
"Hermione. Hermione. Hermione. Hermione. HERMIONE!!!" Harry finally yelled to get Hermione out of her stupor.
"Huh, what?" Hermione said stupidly.
"I asked you if you'd like to come," Harry said a bit frustratedly
"Oh god yes!!" Hermione responded quite sultry not realizing that the line between fantasy and real life have been defined.
Realizing what has happend, Hermione looked at Harry and Ron's slightly reddened faces and blushed herself and ran away.
"Well...that response was unexpected." Harry stated while watching Hermione tear through a pack of first years.
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)-: Waiting for my Deathly Hallows copy :-(
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