A/N I do not own Harry Potter or the characters associated with Harry Potter. Thank you. But I would like to own:
Draco Malfoy (who wouldn't)
Viktor Krum (in my world he is perfect for Hermione, which is perfect for me)
Ron Weasley (so I can torture him)
Harry Potter (so I can sell him at an auction for all the girls who want to marry him)
Sirius Black (who wouldn't want to own an ex-convict?)
Oliver Wood (come on! he's hot, plus he's cool! who doesn't want to own him?)
I'm sorry for the lack of updates and well you know I really didn't know what I wanted to do with this chapter. I really didn't want to write the Weasley's in.
To Love Somebody
Hermione ran down the stairs as fast as she could. The Weasley's were waiting at the door. She ran a little faster down the stairs and then vowed never to wear her favorite flares again. She had just tripped on the very wide flare of her jeans and went rolling down the stairs. She landed with a thud against the door. Ow.
She stood up and quickly flattened her hair. She then opened the door and tried to put a casual look on.
"Hi, everyone! Great to see you," Hermione said cheerfully.
"Hi," Harry said, walking down the stairs.
"Hello," Molly said. She and the other Weasley's walked into the house. Harry and Hermione led them to the sitting room.
"Would you like anything to drink?" Hermione asked her guests.
"I'll have a poop," Ron said.
"Pop? Do you mean pop, Ron?" Harry asked before opening the screen door to the patio to finish cooking on the grill.
"Yeah!" Ron said. Everyone laughed.
Hermione went into the kitchen and grabbed everyone a "poop."
At the patio table, the Weasley's, Harry, and Hermione sat eating the delicious food Harry cooked for them.
Harry stood up after everyone had finished eating. "Hermione and I have an announcement to make." Hermione stood up next to Harry. "We're engaged!" Harry and Hermione said together.
As expected, Ron fell out of his chair. "Did I hear correctly? I thought I heard you say the word engaged."
"We did say engaged and we are engaged. We're going to get married," Harry said.
At that moment the doorbell rang. Hermione left the dining room to answer the door. She knew that Harry could handle a few Weasley's.
Hermione took one step on the stairs to the door and said, "Ha! Take that stairs! I have won!" In the next step she toppled down the floor for the second time that day.
She stood up, fixed her hair, then opened the door. Draco Malfoy stood in the doorway.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" Hermione asked softly so Harry and the other wouldn't hear.
"It helps to have a father who is close with the ministry," Draco replied. "You look a little flustered, Hermione."
"Oh." Hermione stepped outside and closed the door behind her. "I fell down the stairs."
Draco swiftly stepped up to her. "Are you okay?" he said with urgency in his eyes and a complete look of concern.
"It's not like it's the first time I've fallen down stairs, Mr. Malfoy," Hermione said, blushing.
"There was a first?"
"Yes. At 11 this morning. I would say that that first one hurt more," she said looking down.
"I suppose I should heal your wounds," he said. He tilted her face towards his and kissed her.
Hermione felt like she was being charged with electricity. It was an amazing feeling.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and fell deeper into the kiss.
Slowly, the door opened behind her.
I hope you like this bad, clumsy, and all around fun Hermione. I do. I think it's funny that she keeps falling down the stairs. Maybe I'll make a habit of that.
Thank yous:
Billie Andrada- I don't want to kill Harry.
sardonicsmile- I agree. Except for the K/J part.
Violet Blues
PsychoAngel
Danny
Mage Of Fire- I agree with the Ron thing, but not the Harry/Ginny. ACK!
JoeBob1379-That's funny. Thanks.
Liger and Lady Queenscove- Deal with it, Sarah.
miss-dragoness- I love the sorty thingy.
susie asparagus-I don't care for details when I'm stuck on the plot.
LASOC
Draco Malfoy (who wouldn't)
Viktor Krum (in my world he is perfect for Hermione, which is perfect for me)
Ron Weasley (so I can torture him)
Harry Potter (so I can sell him at an auction for all the girls who want to marry him)
Sirius Black (who wouldn't want to own an ex-convict?)
Oliver Wood (come on! he's hot, plus he's cool! who doesn't want to own him?)
I'm sorry for the lack of updates and well you know I really didn't know what I wanted to do with this chapter. I really didn't want to write the Weasley's in.
To Love Somebody
Hermione ran down the stairs as fast as she could. The Weasley's were waiting at the door. She ran a little faster down the stairs and then vowed never to wear her favorite flares again. She had just tripped on the very wide flare of her jeans and went rolling down the stairs. She landed with a thud against the door. Ow.
She stood up and quickly flattened her hair. She then opened the door and tried to put a casual look on.
"Hi, everyone! Great to see you," Hermione said cheerfully.
"Hi," Harry said, walking down the stairs.
"Hello," Molly said. She and the other Weasley's walked into the house. Harry and Hermione led them to the sitting room.
"Would you like anything to drink?" Hermione asked her guests.
"I'll have a poop," Ron said.
"Pop? Do you mean pop, Ron?" Harry asked before opening the screen door to the patio to finish cooking on the grill.
"Yeah!" Ron said. Everyone laughed.
Hermione went into the kitchen and grabbed everyone a "poop."
At the patio table, the Weasley's, Harry, and Hermione sat eating the delicious food Harry cooked for them.
Harry stood up after everyone had finished eating. "Hermione and I have an announcement to make." Hermione stood up next to Harry. "We're engaged!" Harry and Hermione said together.
As expected, Ron fell out of his chair. "Did I hear correctly? I thought I heard you say the word engaged."
"We did say engaged and we are engaged. We're going to get married," Harry said.
At that moment the doorbell rang. Hermione left the dining room to answer the door. She knew that Harry could handle a few Weasley's.
Hermione took one step on the stairs to the door and said, "Ha! Take that stairs! I have won!" In the next step she toppled down the floor for the second time that day.
She stood up, fixed her hair, then opened the door. Draco Malfoy stood in the doorway.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" Hermione asked softly so Harry and the other wouldn't hear.
"It helps to have a father who is close with the ministry," Draco replied. "You look a little flustered, Hermione."
"Oh." Hermione stepped outside and closed the door behind her. "I fell down the stairs."
Draco swiftly stepped up to her. "Are you okay?" he said with urgency in his eyes and a complete look of concern.
"It's not like it's the first time I've fallen down stairs, Mr. Malfoy," Hermione said, blushing.
"There was a first?"
"Yes. At 11 this morning. I would say that that first one hurt more," she said looking down.
"I suppose I should heal your wounds," he said. He tilted her face towards his and kissed her.
Hermione felt like she was being charged with electricity. It was an amazing feeling.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and fell deeper into the kiss.
Slowly, the door opened behind her.
I hope you like this bad, clumsy, and all around fun Hermione. I do. I think it's funny that she keeps falling down the stairs. Maybe I'll make a habit of that.
Thank yous:
Billie Andrada- I don't want to kill Harry.
sardonicsmile- I agree. Except for the K/J part.
Violet Blues
PsychoAngel
Danny
Mage Of Fire- I agree with the Ron thing, but not the Harry/Ginny. ACK!
JoeBob1379-That's funny. Thanks.
Liger and Lady Queenscove- Deal with it, Sarah.
miss-dragoness- I love the sorty thingy.
susie asparagus-I don't care for details when I'm stuck on the plot.
LASOC