( A/N - This is my first fan fiction so PLEASE review it! If you like it, then I'll add more, if you don't, I'll add more J)
Summary: Ron and Hermione go out on a date, but is she really meant to be with Harry? Rated PG for language.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
November 20
Dear Sirius,
Hey, it's Harry. I'm very sorry about not writing since August. As you can imagine, I have been very busy. The school year has been full of surprised, ever since the Hogwarts Express.
I was on the train with Ron and Hermione when McGonagall comes in and tell Hermione and I that we're prefects! Then, I arrive at Hogwarts to discover that we have combined with the entire American school of Turtlescabs because their school was taken over by dark wizards. So now I ive in a dorm with 9 other guys, five who are Americans. THEY ARE CRAZY!
First, it was the rock music. Then, it was the hair thing. Can you believe that they got Ron, Neville, Seamus, and Dean to spike their hair, too??
Oh, did I mention that Hermione found a way to make her hair sleek and smooth? She looks very pretty.
Because of the Americans, we dress in muggle clothing. It's not so bad, once you get used to it. Have I mentioned the American girls? WOW. Out of a 1 to 10, I give them an 11. This one girl, Heather, is sooo cute. She has wavy auburn hair and sparkling blue eyes. She also happens to be a friend of Hermione's…
Last week, Ron admitted that he was in love with Hermione. I talked to her, and she confessed that she's in love with him too! So, after much begging from Hermione, I set them up on a date. In turn, Hermione set me up with Heather. YES!
Hope you're well, see you soon.
Harry Potter
Harry Potter woke up very early on Friday morning. It didn't matter, though, because classes were canceled for the day. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a t - shirt and trudged down the stairs. Hermione was sitting on a couch doing homework.
"Ready for your big date?" she asked.
Harry shrugged. In truth, he was petrified. Hs only 'real' date had been the disastrous night with Parvati Patil at the Yule Ball last year. But this time, it was different. He actually liked the girl.
"I went to see McGonagall and reserved two tables at the Starlight café," she went on.
"Where the hell is that?" he mumbled.
Hermione slapped him on the head playfully.
"Duh! The restaurant the house elves opened it the west tower last year!"
"Oh yeah," he said thoughtfully.
"The reservations are for 6:00," she called after him as he climbed up the staircase.
Harry and Ron spent most of the day in their dorm, doing homework. At 5:00, the two boys started getting ready. They both put on khakis and a nice shirt. Harry stood in front of the mirror, vainly trying to fix his hair. His eyes fell upon the jar of hair gel.
"Oh well," he muttered.
Harry opened the jar and smothered the goop on his hair. Soon, he had it looking spiky.
"Ready, Ron?" he yelled.
Ron walked over nervously.
"Ready," he whispered.
***
Hermione and Heather spent the whole day getting ready. First, they got permission to go to Hogsmeade to buy dresses. Then, they did their hair, nails, and makeup. After that, they put on their dresses and went downstairs to wait for the boys.
Ron and Harry were waiting nervously by the portrait hole. Heather and Hermione went over and took their hands. The two couples walked down to the west tower in almost complete silence.
A tiny elf led them to their tables. The room was beautiful. Three of the four walls were glass, showing the beautiful sunset.
The food came quickly. Heather didn't stop talking, even with food in her mouth. She just had to tell Harry all about American music.
Ron didn't shut his mouth much either. He just kept on going on and on about godknowswhat. Hermione sat there for an hour and a half, listening to his mindless garble.
Suddenly, she jumped up. "I can't take anymore of this crap!" she yelled. "You must be the most boring person in the universe!"
She turned and stalked out of the room. Harry got up and ran after her. He found her sitting against the wall, sobbing.
He sat down and put his arm around her.
"Well, our dates turned out fantastic," he muttered.
Hermione laughed but kept on crying.
He looked into her eyes. "What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked gently.
She put her head on his shoulder and cried some more. Finally, she was able to choke out,
"For two years I waited for this night, and it turned out sucky. Life is so unfair!"
Harry sighed. "I know how your feeling," he said slowly.
"I really wanted to go out with Heather, and when I really got to know her, se turns out to be different person than I thought she was. But that's just life. Sometimes it sucks, sometimes it doesn't, but no matter what, we have to make the best of it," he told her.
He dried her tears. "Want to go start over with Ron?" he whispered.
Hermione nodded. They stood up and hugged once again, and then walked over to the door. Ron and Heather were sitting together, both talking and having fun. Harry and Hermione cracked up.
"Come on, I'll walk you home," Harry said as he took her hand.
They talked a lot, and both were disappointed when they reached the fat lady, though neither said so out loud.
Harry sat down on a couch. "I'm going to wait for the lovebirds," he explained.
"Ok, I will too," Hermione said as she sat down next to him.
They waited a long time. After about two hours, Hermione fell asleep, her head on Harry's shoulder. Finally, the two walked in, both of them still talking.
"'S about time," Harry mumbled grooginly, he had been falling asleep too.
The two redheads looked surprised to see him. Harry shook Hermione awake.
After taking a minute to fully wake up, Hermione stood and kissed Harry on top of his head.
"What was that for?" he asked, still sleepily.
"Everything," she whispered.
She then turned and walked up the stairs.
Hermione went into the bathroom and started brushing her hair. Katie, another girl from America, was in there brushing her teeth.
"What are you so smiley about?" Katie asked, noticing the smile on her face.
Hermione shrugged and walked out. Katie followed her.
"I know! You had a great time with Ron," Katie guessed.
Hermione turned and smiled at her. " Actually, the date was a disaster. But Harry…" she trailed off.
Katie clapped her hand to her mouth. " Oh. My. God. Herm, it's bad to fall for a friend!"
Hermione sighed. "I know, I know. That's why you can't tell anybody!"
"I swear I won't," Katie whispered.
Just then, Heather walked in, smiling broadly.
She went on and on about how great Ron is, and how all the things he talked about were just SOOOO interesting.
Finally, she turned to Hermione and asked, " So, how was your date with Harry?"
Hermione blushed. "There was nothing going on between us, if that's what you're asking!"
Heather just rolled her eyes and tured out the light.
Hermione lay awake for hours, thinking about Harry.
Harry was thinking about her, too.
(A/N - Sooo??? What did you think??? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review it! Do you think I should write more?? How can I improve my work??? Thanks a lot!)
Summary: Ron and Hermione go out on a date, but is she really meant to be with Harry? Rated PG for language.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
November 20
Dear Sirius,
Hey, it's Harry. I'm very sorry about not writing since August. As you can imagine, I have been very busy. The school year has been full of surprised, ever since the Hogwarts Express.
I was on the train with Ron and Hermione when McGonagall comes in and tell Hermione and I that we're prefects! Then, I arrive at Hogwarts to discover that we have combined with the entire American school of Turtlescabs because their school was taken over by dark wizards. So now I ive in a dorm with 9 other guys, five who are Americans. THEY ARE CRAZY!
First, it was the rock music. Then, it was the hair thing. Can you believe that they got Ron, Neville, Seamus, and Dean to spike their hair, too??
Oh, did I mention that Hermione found a way to make her hair sleek and smooth? She looks very pretty.
Because of the Americans, we dress in muggle clothing. It's not so bad, once you get used to it. Have I mentioned the American girls? WOW. Out of a 1 to 10, I give them an 11. This one girl, Heather, is sooo cute. She has wavy auburn hair and sparkling blue eyes. She also happens to be a friend of Hermione's…
Last week, Ron admitted that he was in love with Hermione. I talked to her, and she confessed that she's in love with him too! So, after much begging from Hermione, I set them up on a date. In turn, Hermione set me up with Heather. YES!
Hope you're well, see you soon.
Harry Potter
Harry Potter woke up very early on Friday morning. It didn't matter, though, because classes were canceled for the day. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a t - shirt and trudged down the stairs. Hermione was sitting on a couch doing homework.
"Ready for your big date?" she asked.
Harry shrugged. In truth, he was petrified. Hs only 'real' date had been the disastrous night with Parvati Patil at the Yule Ball last year. But this time, it was different. He actually liked the girl.
"I went to see McGonagall and reserved two tables at the Starlight café," she went on.
"Where the hell is that?" he mumbled.
Hermione slapped him on the head playfully.
"Duh! The restaurant the house elves opened it the west tower last year!"
"Oh yeah," he said thoughtfully.
"The reservations are for 6:00," she called after him as he climbed up the staircase.
Harry and Ron spent most of the day in their dorm, doing homework. At 5:00, the two boys started getting ready. They both put on khakis and a nice shirt. Harry stood in front of the mirror, vainly trying to fix his hair. His eyes fell upon the jar of hair gel.
"Oh well," he muttered.
Harry opened the jar and smothered the goop on his hair. Soon, he had it looking spiky.
"Ready, Ron?" he yelled.
Ron walked over nervously.
"Ready," he whispered.
***
Hermione and Heather spent the whole day getting ready. First, they got permission to go to Hogsmeade to buy dresses. Then, they did their hair, nails, and makeup. After that, they put on their dresses and went downstairs to wait for the boys.
Ron and Harry were waiting nervously by the portrait hole. Heather and Hermione went over and took their hands. The two couples walked down to the west tower in almost complete silence.
A tiny elf led them to their tables. The room was beautiful. Three of the four walls were glass, showing the beautiful sunset.
The food came quickly. Heather didn't stop talking, even with food in her mouth. She just had to tell Harry all about American music.
Ron didn't shut his mouth much either. He just kept on going on and on about godknowswhat. Hermione sat there for an hour and a half, listening to his mindless garble.
Suddenly, she jumped up. "I can't take anymore of this crap!" she yelled. "You must be the most boring person in the universe!"
She turned and stalked out of the room. Harry got up and ran after her. He found her sitting against the wall, sobbing.
He sat down and put his arm around her.
"Well, our dates turned out fantastic," he muttered.
Hermione laughed but kept on crying.
He looked into her eyes. "What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked gently.
She put her head on his shoulder and cried some more. Finally, she was able to choke out,
"For two years I waited for this night, and it turned out sucky. Life is so unfair!"
Harry sighed. "I know how your feeling," he said slowly.
"I really wanted to go out with Heather, and when I really got to know her, se turns out to be different person than I thought she was. But that's just life. Sometimes it sucks, sometimes it doesn't, but no matter what, we have to make the best of it," he told her.
He dried her tears. "Want to go start over with Ron?" he whispered.
Hermione nodded. They stood up and hugged once again, and then walked over to the door. Ron and Heather were sitting together, both talking and having fun. Harry and Hermione cracked up.
"Come on, I'll walk you home," Harry said as he took her hand.
They talked a lot, and both were disappointed when they reached the fat lady, though neither said so out loud.
Harry sat down on a couch. "I'm going to wait for the lovebirds," he explained.
"Ok, I will too," Hermione said as she sat down next to him.
They waited a long time. After about two hours, Hermione fell asleep, her head on Harry's shoulder. Finally, the two walked in, both of them still talking.
"'S about time," Harry mumbled grooginly, he had been falling asleep too.
The two redheads looked surprised to see him. Harry shook Hermione awake.
After taking a minute to fully wake up, Hermione stood and kissed Harry on top of his head.
"What was that for?" he asked, still sleepily.
"Everything," she whispered.
She then turned and walked up the stairs.
Hermione went into the bathroom and started brushing her hair. Katie, another girl from America, was in there brushing her teeth.
"What are you so smiley about?" Katie asked, noticing the smile on her face.
Hermione shrugged and walked out. Katie followed her.
"I know! You had a great time with Ron," Katie guessed.
Hermione turned and smiled at her. " Actually, the date was a disaster. But Harry…" she trailed off.
Katie clapped her hand to her mouth. " Oh. My. God. Herm, it's bad to fall for a friend!"
Hermione sighed. "I know, I know. That's why you can't tell anybody!"
"I swear I won't," Katie whispered.
Just then, Heather walked in, smiling broadly.
She went on and on about how great Ron is, and how all the things he talked about were just SOOOO interesting.
Finally, she turned to Hermione and asked, " So, how was your date with Harry?"
Hermione blushed. "There was nothing going on between us, if that's what you're asking!"
Heather just rolled her eyes and tured out the light.
Hermione lay awake for hours, thinking about Harry.
Harry was thinking about her, too.
(A/N - Sooo??? What did you think??? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review it! Do you think I should write more?? How can I improve my work??? Thanks a lot!)