**OK lets get one thing straight! I do not own ANY of these characters or
places or most of the things in the story.. They all belong to the dear
J.K.Rowling who is far more creative then me!**
Hermione lay there daydreaming about him, the boy of her dreams, who wouldn't like a boy who was handsome, talented, strong, and who all by himself defeated the dark wizard Voldemort. At first she had only thought of Harry as a friend. But over the years she developed something for him like for no other boy she has ever met. She .loved him, loved him with all of her heart. She loved the remarks he made to Malfoy when he bothered them, she loved the way he could make her pay attention just by looking at her with those beautiful green eyes, she loved how he comforted her when she was upset. But that's just it, he is only comforting her and sticking up for her because he was a friend and she knew it.
Hermione's thoughts vanished as she was shook awake by her mother "Hermione dear were here, let's go get your school supplies now, come on!". She happily followed her mother onto Diagon Alley, willing to get ready for the new year. After buying new books, supplies, and some rather nice black robes she went to pick out an owl. There were so many to choose from, white ones, brown ones, different breeds, and different sizes. Finally she chose a fluffy brown owl Cindell. She headed home eager to try out her new owl. First delivery Harrys.
She quickly pulled out her parchment, a quill, and some ink and started to write: Dear Harry, How was your summer? I hope the Dursley's weren'too wretched, you should seriously come and stay with either Ron, or me you know we wouldn't care a bit. Anyway, how do you like my new owl, her name is Cindell. Well hope you had a wonderful summer and Happy Birthday Harry! Honestly you didn't think I'd forget now, did you?
With love,
Hermione
Hermione knew she wouldn't get a reply until she actually saw Harry on the Hogwarts Express. They were to arrive at platform 9 ¾ in two days, and Hermione couldn't wait for that. This year she hoped to tell Harry how she feels.
Hermione looked into the mirror. She had managed to comb her hair down and she actually looked really good. She dressed in her muggle clothes (with her robes tucked in a bag) and packed her trunk into the car and left for the station. Once upon platform 9 ¾ she quickly boarded the train and claimed a small room for herself. She sat and started to read knowing Ron and Harry would find her.
What she figured to be about ten minutes later she heard a tap on the door and in stepped Ron and Harry. She knew she was going to have trouble this year, mabey before she could keep her feelings secretive, but now she was going to have trouble. Her heart jumped as Harry entered the room looking as good as ever. She smiled while looking at her lap "Well how was everyone's summer?" she said as she started to get more butterflies. Harry looked from Ron to Hermione seemingly a little confused as to why Hermione wasn't yapping on and on about the books she read over the summer "Umm, my summer was just about as good as it can get with the Dursley's" said Harry. "I suppose that's what I expected to hear" said Hermione "Well I'm going to go and change now, be right back" she picked up her robes and headed off towards the bathrooms. Ron looked to Harry "Well that's odd, I'd have to say that's the first time I haven't heard about every book she read over the summer". Hermione hurried back into the room and sat down just as Malfoy and his pets entered, "Well if its not the useless Potter boy with his ugly scar and his poor friend Ronald Weasley in his hand me down robes!" said Draco. "Oh shutup Malfoy! Haven't you realized that how much you pay for your books and your robes hasn't effected you wizarding technique yet? Or has daddy's money yet to buy you a brain!" countered Hermione whipping out her wand like she was just about to do something horrible to him "and do us all a favor and get a scar of your own so it can cover up your ugly ass face!" she finished leaving Harry, Ron, Draco and his gang looking very confused. "What did you just say to me you mudblood" said Malfoy, but just as his words finished there was a swift fist to his face by Hermione. Malfoy quickly left and Hermione turned to her motionless friends "Better be on our way I think were here".
Hermione lay there daydreaming about him, the boy of her dreams, who wouldn't like a boy who was handsome, talented, strong, and who all by himself defeated the dark wizard Voldemort. At first she had only thought of Harry as a friend. But over the years she developed something for him like for no other boy she has ever met. She .loved him, loved him with all of her heart. She loved the remarks he made to Malfoy when he bothered them, she loved the way he could make her pay attention just by looking at her with those beautiful green eyes, she loved how he comforted her when she was upset. But that's just it, he is only comforting her and sticking up for her because he was a friend and she knew it.
Hermione's thoughts vanished as she was shook awake by her mother "Hermione dear were here, let's go get your school supplies now, come on!". She happily followed her mother onto Diagon Alley, willing to get ready for the new year. After buying new books, supplies, and some rather nice black robes she went to pick out an owl. There were so many to choose from, white ones, brown ones, different breeds, and different sizes. Finally she chose a fluffy brown owl Cindell. She headed home eager to try out her new owl. First delivery Harrys.
She quickly pulled out her parchment, a quill, and some ink and started to write: Dear Harry, How was your summer? I hope the Dursley's weren'too wretched, you should seriously come and stay with either Ron, or me you know we wouldn't care a bit. Anyway, how do you like my new owl, her name is Cindell. Well hope you had a wonderful summer and Happy Birthday Harry! Honestly you didn't think I'd forget now, did you?
With love,
Hermione
Hermione knew she wouldn't get a reply until she actually saw Harry on the Hogwarts Express. They were to arrive at platform 9 ¾ in two days, and Hermione couldn't wait for that. This year she hoped to tell Harry how she feels.
Hermione looked into the mirror. She had managed to comb her hair down and she actually looked really good. She dressed in her muggle clothes (with her robes tucked in a bag) and packed her trunk into the car and left for the station. Once upon platform 9 ¾ she quickly boarded the train and claimed a small room for herself. She sat and started to read knowing Ron and Harry would find her.
What she figured to be about ten minutes later she heard a tap on the door and in stepped Ron and Harry. She knew she was going to have trouble this year, mabey before she could keep her feelings secretive, but now she was going to have trouble. Her heart jumped as Harry entered the room looking as good as ever. She smiled while looking at her lap "Well how was everyone's summer?" she said as she started to get more butterflies. Harry looked from Ron to Hermione seemingly a little confused as to why Hermione wasn't yapping on and on about the books she read over the summer "Umm, my summer was just about as good as it can get with the Dursley's" said Harry. "I suppose that's what I expected to hear" said Hermione "Well I'm going to go and change now, be right back" she picked up her robes and headed off towards the bathrooms. Ron looked to Harry "Well that's odd, I'd have to say that's the first time I haven't heard about every book she read over the summer". Hermione hurried back into the room and sat down just as Malfoy and his pets entered, "Well if its not the useless Potter boy with his ugly scar and his poor friend Ronald Weasley in his hand me down robes!" said Draco. "Oh shutup Malfoy! Haven't you realized that how much you pay for your books and your robes hasn't effected you wizarding technique yet? Or has daddy's money yet to buy you a brain!" countered Hermione whipping out her wand like she was just about to do something horrible to him "and do us all a favor and get a scar of your own so it can cover up your ugly ass face!" she finished leaving Harry, Ron, Draco and his gang looking very confused. "What did you just say to me you mudblood" said Malfoy, but just as his words finished there was a swift fist to his face by Hermione. Malfoy quickly left and Hermione turned to her motionless friends "Better be on our way I think were here".