Disclaimer: ALL characters belong to the brilliant mind of JK Rowling apart from Angelica, but I don't care about that. Nothing belongs to me at all in this story My first story ppl! Oh I'm so proud! Anyway, here you are:
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"I've never had any feeling for him, and I won't start now," muttered Hermione under her breath, twisting her fingers harder and harder, feeling something tightening at her heart even harder as she watched the new girl, Angelica, suck up to Harry. She kept tossing her beautiful golden hair and batting her large deep blue eyes, completely enchanting Harry.
Hermione just sat on one of the seats near the fire, pretending to read a book, gnashing her teeth. Ron was still not back from his afternoon Quidditch practise, whereas Harry was, and immediately Angelica Payne had attached herself to the Boy-Who-Lived like a leech. Hermione sighed exasperatedly, really, Angelica Payne is really a pain, pain by name and pain by nature. Then, failing to absorb herself into One Hundred and one animagi transformations, she then tried to push her feeling of jealousy down, which was as hard as trying to squash a porcupine, with its quills stuck into your backside, which was exactly how she felt.
Then, as Ron came in, Hermione looked up, expecting a sniggering and well-look-who-it-is Ron staring at Harry and Angelica, but instead a sneaky and triumphant smile crept up the freckly face and Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"Ron-" she began, but Ron interrupted in his usual unfeeling rude fashion.
"Oooh," he cooed, sounding just like Parvati and Lavender, sounding very uncannily and annoyingly like those two. "Look, Boy-Who-Lived and Little Miss Prettykins! But seriously I think they're quite the pair!"
True, she had to admit, that Angelica was quite pretty. Her shiny golden hair hung to her waist in elegant folds and slightly wavy, glittering in the fire light, her eyes were large and deep, deep blue, and she had little cute freckles dotting across the bridge of her tall nose.
Hermione screwed up her face, feeling disgust above her jealousy.
How can Ron do this? She thought, He's supposed to be one of my best friends! Now that Harry had been snatched off he's the only one who know how I feel. On second thought, cancel that, he's got the emotional range of a teaspoon.
Hermione sighed, feeling very down and stared unseeingly into the fire, trying to block out the "Oh Harry darling," and "You rude little Handsome!" squealing from Angelica's direction.
Angelica came along with the first years last night, when the term began, but, very strangely, Dumbledore was not present. No-one knew where he is, but, knowing him, thought Hermione, he's probably just late buying more sherbet lemons to go into his office, strange as he is. So the sorting ceremony had not been carried forward until the Headmaster returns, much to the relief of the scared first-years.
And also because of this reason the timetables weren't handed out yet, so they had no lessons till Dumbledore comes back. Angelica Payne had came with the first years to Hogwarts, but she was sixteen, unlike the first years, and so she has the privilege of going round with whoever she prefers and into whichever common rooms she wanted to, much to the annoyance of Hermione.
Let's just hope Dumbledore would be back tomorrow, Hermione thought, looking sadly in the direction of Angelica flirting with Harry, who looked very taken aback at first at her eagerness, then pleased because she was indeed very beautiful and very baby-like so boys generally spoil her. Then she saw Angelica reach for Harry's hand and pulled him into a long kiss, regardless of the people surrounding them, at which most people turned away in embarrassment. Hermione's stomach lurched as she saw Harry kiss just as passionately back, wrapping his hands around Angelica's slender frame.
Then she couldn't take it any longer. With a loud bam she snapped her book shut, and stomped off into the direction of the Girls' dormitories. The couple broke apart at the sound. Hermione thought she heard Harry go "Hermione!" before she closed the door with a crash, blocking the cooing from Angelica completely.
Tears gathered in her eyes as she sat down onto her bed, alone. The time, she read with a sniffling face, was about seven, which was almost dinner time. She wanted to miss it. She felt so very hurt. It was as though daggers were hurled at her heart, ripping bits off, getting smaller and smaller.
"I don't fancy Harry! He's a friend, and a really good friend. I love him as a brother!" she whispered fiercely to herself, but deep inside, where the truth laid, deep in her heart, she knew that it was not true.
She had loved him with her heart and soul ever since she laid eyes on him on the Hogwarts Express at the beginning of their first year, but she hadn't noticed the feeling. She thought it was a feeling for best friends, for she had never had one before she came here. More tears swelled up and dripped heavily onto her school jumper, making dark dots on it. She sniffed but more tears came, clouding her vision.
Hermione dropped her head, making her hair fall like a curtain around her face. Her hair was no longer bushy, but long and elegantly curly, and the colour of dark brown. Her eyes had grown larger and looked deeper, more mature and full of knowledge, and was a deep shade of chocolate.
Her face was pale with a few freckles and had a tall nose and full lips, and had grown into quite a beautiful young lady with curves in the right places and her voice had deepen and she doesn't shriek or screech anymore. She was slender and tall now, with a height of almost six feet.
Sadly Harry wouldn't notice, as a best friend, she thought bitterly, twirling her soft curls with her index finger.
In the end she decided to go down to dinner. Hastily she hurried into the bathroom and gave her face a wash and her hair a brief brush. She sniffed and straightened herself, and heard the rush to dinner of the lower school. She tried to smile, which was painful at the memory of Harry's loving kiss for Angelica. She shook her head to clear her brains and set off downstairs with her head held high.
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Well how was it? It's probably rubbish, but can I have reviews pleeeease! Ideas on what happen next or personality changes or extra characters? I'm hoping for a Ron-Angelica and a Harry-Hermione relationship. What do you think? But then again Angelica is really obnoxious….will she be sorted into Gryffindor?