A/N: Here is my H/H fic. I want you to know that I hate this story, but that's me, I want to know what you think. Please review or flame, I don't care, I just want to hear from you.
The title won't really shine in until later chapters, so for now, you will be confused. ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, I just own the plot. :)
Harry had just got back from the Great Hall. Ron and Hermione had a early start, because Harry had spend most of his lunch time at the Quidditch pitch, preparing for the game against Slytherin. Now Harry was walking to the common room, he was beat, and worn out from all the pratice earlier. Harry said the password, and walked in the common room, collasping in a chair across from Ron and Hermione, who appeared to be studing, or rather Hermione telling Ron that he was using the wrong potion.
"Hermione, who cares! As long as I have the project in by Monday, I'll be fine," said Ron, glaring at her.
"Well, if you did it right, you just might get a A on it, rather than a D," Hermione shot back.
Harry shook his head. These two fought like cats and dogs at times. It was a amusing to watch though.
Ron just ignored her, and glanced at Harry, finally noticing his presence.
"Hey Harry, it's nice to see a friend who doesn't pick on you for a change," he said to Harry, while he looked at the flushed Hermione.
Hermione pursed her lips together. "Fine, be that way, I don't care if you fail Potions, it's you that gets the grade, not me." And with that, she put her books in her bag, and stormed up the staircase.
Ron sighed in relief. "Glad that's over."
Harry tilt his head to one side. "Problems with Hermione? It's nothing, after all the exams are coming, and your not the only one getting 'picked' on," said Harry, remembering just last week Hermione telling him to study.
Ron sighed and closed his books. "I wish Hermione would just loosen up a bit, it's starting to get annoying, after all these years she still is a bossy know it all."
Harry just shrugged. "She's only sixteen, she has plently of time to change that."
"I just wish it was be quicker, it might take years," said Ron.
Harry laughed. "Maybe, but I like her the way she is."
Ron grinned and looked at him. "Eh? You still have a crush on Hermione? No wonder she doesn't annoying you, you like her so much, you don't care."
"I do not!" hissed Harry to Ron.
"Maybe you do, and you just don't know it yet." whispered Ron.
Harry crossed his arms over his chest. "Hermione is my friend, I feel nothing for her, but friendship."
Ron shook his head.
***
The next day was nothing like Friday, for one thing, it was pouring rain, which forced everyone to stay inside for Saturday. Which was a shame, everyone always looked forward to the weekend outside, especially the younger students attending Hogwarts.
Like any ordinary weekend for Hermione Granger, she was in the library, reading a large heavy book. She was getting prepared for the exams, and knew that if she studied, she will for sure be Headgirl next year, that is the one thing that Hermione looked forward to ever since she started Hogwarts. She was already a prefect, her next goal was to be Headgirl, the highest honor and girl can get at Hogwarts.
She flipped through the pages as hours gone by, to her she had only so far spend twenty minutes in the library, but in reality she had really spend three hours in the library. Then the doors opened and her friends steped in.
"I should have known you be in here," said Ron, from behind her.
Hermione glanced up. "At least I want to make good grades."
"I rather make horrible grades than stick my nose in a boring book," said Ron, soberly.
Hermione felt her anger flare up. "This book is not boring, it's a lot more educational and fun to read, all you have to do is read!"
Harry coughed loudly, like always, he felt as if though he was in the middle of it all, with no say so.
"Ron shut up, Hermione lay off Ron, we only came here to tell you, that the Quidditch game is about to start and even the librarian left for the game, and your the only one here."
said Harry, pointing to his Gryffindor Quidditch uniform.
Hermione blinked and looked around her, it was true, only the three of them were in here. Hermione blushed red. Ron looked rather smug. And Harry just sighed.
Hermione raced out of the library followed by Ron and Harry.
**
A/N: *coughes* Sorry to disappoint you, but H/H won't come out fast, it will take awhile. ;-) It does seem like a R/H fic doesn't it? LOL! I had to do that, Ron and Hermione tend to fight in the books, so I figured it wouldn't be so OOC in a fic. ;-)
H and H will have more of a angst love...:-) Those are always fun.
The title won't really shine in until later chapters, so for now, you will be confused. ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, I just own the plot. :)
Harry had just got back from the Great Hall. Ron and Hermione had a early start, because Harry had spend most of his lunch time at the Quidditch pitch, preparing for the game against Slytherin. Now Harry was walking to the common room, he was beat, and worn out from all the pratice earlier. Harry said the password, and walked in the common room, collasping in a chair across from Ron and Hermione, who appeared to be studing, or rather Hermione telling Ron that he was using the wrong potion.
"Hermione, who cares! As long as I have the project in by Monday, I'll be fine," said Ron, glaring at her.
"Well, if you did it right, you just might get a A on it, rather than a D," Hermione shot back.
Harry shook his head. These two fought like cats and dogs at times. It was a amusing to watch though.
Ron just ignored her, and glanced at Harry, finally noticing his presence.
"Hey Harry, it's nice to see a friend who doesn't pick on you for a change," he said to Harry, while he looked at the flushed Hermione.
Hermione pursed her lips together. "Fine, be that way, I don't care if you fail Potions, it's you that gets the grade, not me." And with that, she put her books in her bag, and stormed up the staircase.
Ron sighed in relief. "Glad that's over."
Harry tilt his head to one side. "Problems with Hermione? It's nothing, after all the exams are coming, and your not the only one getting 'picked' on," said Harry, remembering just last week Hermione telling him to study.
Ron sighed and closed his books. "I wish Hermione would just loosen up a bit, it's starting to get annoying, after all these years she still is a bossy know it all."
Harry just shrugged. "She's only sixteen, she has plently of time to change that."
"I just wish it was be quicker, it might take years," said Ron.
Harry laughed. "Maybe, but I like her the way she is."
Ron grinned and looked at him. "Eh? You still have a crush on Hermione? No wonder she doesn't annoying you, you like her so much, you don't care."
"I do not!" hissed Harry to Ron.
"Maybe you do, and you just don't know it yet." whispered Ron.
Harry crossed his arms over his chest. "Hermione is my friend, I feel nothing for her, but friendship."
Ron shook his head.
***
The next day was nothing like Friday, for one thing, it was pouring rain, which forced everyone to stay inside for Saturday. Which was a shame, everyone always looked forward to the weekend outside, especially the younger students attending Hogwarts.
Like any ordinary weekend for Hermione Granger, she was in the library, reading a large heavy book. She was getting prepared for the exams, and knew that if she studied, she will for sure be Headgirl next year, that is the one thing that Hermione looked forward to ever since she started Hogwarts. She was already a prefect, her next goal was to be Headgirl, the highest honor and girl can get at Hogwarts.
She flipped through the pages as hours gone by, to her she had only so far spend twenty minutes in the library, but in reality she had really spend three hours in the library. Then the doors opened and her friends steped in.
"I should have known you be in here," said Ron, from behind her.
Hermione glanced up. "At least I want to make good grades."
"I rather make horrible grades than stick my nose in a boring book," said Ron, soberly.
Hermione felt her anger flare up. "This book is not boring, it's a lot more educational and fun to read, all you have to do is read!"
Harry coughed loudly, like always, he felt as if though he was in the middle of it all, with no say so.
"Ron shut up, Hermione lay off Ron, we only came here to tell you, that the Quidditch game is about to start and even the librarian left for the game, and your the only one here."
said Harry, pointing to his Gryffindor Quidditch uniform.
Hermione blinked and looked around her, it was true, only the three of them were in here. Hermione blushed red. Ron looked rather smug. And Harry just sighed.
Hermione raced out of the library followed by Ron and Harry.
**
A/N: *coughes* Sorry to disappoint you, but H/H won't come out fast, it will take awhile. ;-) It does seem like a R/H fic doesn't it? LOL! I had to do that, Ron and Hermione tend to fight in the books, so I figured it wouldn't be so OOC in a fic. ;-)
H and H will have more of a angst love...:-) Those are always fun.