)All Right. This is my first HP fan fic and I hope that it gets some
attention.
))Disclaimer: Although I own all the books, I do not iwn the copyright or the franchise. Plus, I'm making a good part of this stuff up.
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Harry walked slowly down the halls of Hogwarts, at a loss as to what to do. It was Saturday, and he had just gotten out of detention with Snape. Harry was still unsure about why he had gotten detention; maybe it had been that rude picture of Snape with Gilderoy Lockhart.
It sure had been funny though.
Harry was looking for Ron and Hermione. He had looked in Gryffindor Tower, the Library, and even Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. No one seemed to know where they were.
He was beginning to get rather depressed. He had just spent two hours labeling jars of very disgusting things while his hands froze and Snape tried to provoke him into saing some thing that would get Harry another hour in detention.He had thought his friends would be there to cheer him up.
Just then he heard a laugh from one of the empty classrooms in front of him. A laugh he knew to be Hermione's.
He quickened his pace and was going to speak when he got to the door, but it was partially open. He looked in, and was horrified by what he saw.
Hermione was siting on a desk, with Ron standing in front of her. They were kissing! Hermione was wearing a short skirt, and Ron had a hand on her bare leg. As Harry watched, petrified in morbid fascination, that same hand slid under Hermione's shirt, and the hem went higher and higher.
Harry let out a strangled noise and backed up against the wall. His friends heard him, and looked up.
"Harry!" Hermione said, pulling her shirt down guiltily.
"Uh.Harry.um.." Began Ron.
"How long?" Harry croaked.
"What?"
"I said, 'How long'" Harry asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"A few months." Hermione said quietly.
Harry went pale. For a few moments, Harry stood stock still, staring at them. Then he said stiffly, "Excuse me, I need to go somewhere." He turned and ran down the hallway, ignoring Ron and Hermione as they called for him to come back.
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)You like? It gets even more angsty later, so stick with me. Please R&R! I'm going to be bitchy and demand 5 reviews before I post a new chapter. I encourage multiple entries!
))P.S.- I love the idea of Ron and Hermione together, I'm just thinking about Harry's reaction. Plus, I'm playing on the fact that sometimes Harry can be very dense. R&R, R&R, R&R!
))Disclaimer: Although I own all the books, I do not iwn the copyright or the franchise. Plus, I'm making a good part of this stuff up.
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Harry walked slowly down the halls of Hogwarts, at a loss as to what to do. It was Saturday, and he had just gotten out of detention with Snape. Harry was still unsure about why he had gotten detention; maybe it had been that rude picture of Snape with Gilderoy Lockhart.
It sure had been funny though.
Harry was looking for Ron and Hermione. He had looked in Gryffindor Tower, the Library, and even Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. No one seemed to know where they were.
He was beginning to get rather depressed. He had just spent two hours labeling jars of very disgusting things while his hands froze and Snape tried to provoke him into saing some thing that would get Harry another hour in detention.He had thought his friends would be there to cheer him up.
Just then he heard a laugh from one of the empty classrooms in front of him. A laugh he knew to be Hermione's.
He quickened his pace and was going to speak when he got to the door, but it was partially open. He looked in, and was horrified by what he saw.
Hermione was siting on a desk, with Ron standing in front of her. They were kissing! Hermione was wearing a short skirt, and Ron had a hand on her bare leg. As Harry watched, petrified in morbid fascination, that same hand slid under Hermione's shirt, and the hem went higher and higher.
Harry let out a strangled noise and backed up against the wall. His friends heard him, and looked up.
"Harry!" Hermione said, pulling her shirt down guiltily.
"Uh.Harry.um.." Began Ron.
"How long?" Harry croaked.
"What?"
"I said, 'How long'" Harry asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"A few months." Hermione said quietly.
Harry went pale. For a few moments, Harry stood stock still, staring at them. Then he said stiffly, "Excuse me, I need to go somewhere." He turned and ran down the hallway, ignoring Ron and Hermione as they called for him to come back.
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)You like? It gets even more angsty later, so stick with me. Please R&R! I'm going to be bitchy and demand 5 reviews before I post a new chapter. I encourage multiple entries!
))P.S.- I love the idea of Ron and Hermione together, I'm just thinking about Harry's reaction. Plus, I'm playing on the fact that sometimes Harry can be very dense. R&R, R&R, R&R!