Problems at the Burrow
By:Theo Felton - Malfoy
A/N: I had to change my name back. I decided I should probably settle on something, so why not my new character's name? She's going to be in this one (it's not a one - parter!) I sort of think Hermione's a little OCC, in a good way. Sorry if you don't like that. But this story is going to be a series. I don't think it's going to be extremely long, but I know it's going to be one of my best. I really hope everyone likes this. But no one has sent me any challenges. So, Frankie get's a little restless... and this is was comes from it. Sorry so short, I'm just out of things to say, because I had to have the little "I have an idea." at the end. cya!
Dedication: What would my fics be without one? Well, I'll have to say to the regulars (Sommy, Tropical Fishy, Saralea... Ashley, Kristy, Wendy, Courtney, Danielle, Lexi, and everyone else...). And a new person. TOM FELTON FOR BEING SO EXTREMELY HOT. Oh, and Avril Lavigne, because she's my favorite singer of all time.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. J.K. Rowling owns everything. Except my plot. I'm not making money from my fic (believe me, if I was, I would have MORE fics). Please don't sue me. I'm just a student that is trying to get good reviews on her her work so that I can get noticed. Thank GOD that I might be noticed.... It's amazing!!!
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I had been to the Burrow before, but this year it was sort of different. Ron Weasley was housing Harry Potter and I for the last couple weeks before school started. I hadn't the slightest idea that what we were going to do for a whole two weeks, but I knew that it included a lot of blushing from me, probably some fights, and maybe even a few... problems. You see, I had this plan worked out. I was not going to tell Ron about this big huge crush I've had on him for like, I don't know how many years. I was going to be polite and nice, and friendly. But I was absolutely NOT going to be this big giggling git who just stared at him over dinner, or stuck their elbow in the butter. Like certain people.
But you see, this plan ended up not working.
It all started when I arrived. I looked the same as ever (wild brown hair, big brown eyes, freckles...but I must admitt I did grow in other places *wink, wink*) and I expected everyone to look the same. Harry, still muscled a little, but not too much. Taller maybe, but still having messy, sticky-up hair and green eyes, and of course, that scar. And Ron would still have the shaggey red hair, ocean blue eyes... That adorable grin. Tall of course. He was so handsome, and even as I think about that now, I can't help grinning. Professor McGonnagall just gave me a very bizarre look because of it.
But when I arrived, things went ary. I got out of the car, lugging all of my Hogwarts things and Crookshanks's cage (honestly, I don't know why I bring that thing... It's just useless, because he's learned to unlatch it. I think I might need a new kitty). I let him go immediately, because he absolutely abores the Burrow. There's plenty of mice for him to play with, unlike my house. We live in the city sort of, and there just aren't any mice in my neighborhood.
Mrs. Weasley greeted me with a big hug, and I grinned. The Burrow had become like my home, because there were so many people that I loved there. "Now, Hermione dear, look at how much you've grown... You could use a little more meat on your bones, but..." She waved my at my parents before they pulled away. Leading me to the old house, I sucked my breath in. I could see Harry, Ron, George and Fred racing their brooms in one of the empty fields. I didn't get a very good look at them right then, so I dismissed it. I would have time to see them later. Right now, I was intrested in talking to Ginny.
I found her in the kitchen, reading one of the books I had loaned her (one of my Muggle ones) over the summer. She looked very engrossed, so I decided to put my things in her room then come back downstairs in after that.
Now, the Weasley house is purely wizard. Everything there was non-muggle (except for a few things that Mr. Weasley brought home from work) and exactly the opposite of what I was raised from. I wondered briefly what it would have been like if I had been raised in the wizarding world. Would I be as fascinated with it as I was now? I doubted it, then was glad that I was raised the way that I was raised.
I dropped my stuff at Ginny's room, then took a quick peek in Ron's room. This was my first mistake in the "Plan." I couldn't help myself from grinning as I checked out the mess. Pig was preening in his cage, and there was underwear on the ground, mixed with other clothing. His wand lay on his bed, and Harry's stuff was also on the floor of the room. 'So messy,' I thought, grinning.
I headed back down stairs, finding Ginny reading again. But then, I looked up to the door... All of the air went out of the room, and I felt faint. My cheeks turned pink, and my heart rate accelerated. 'I've gone and had a heart failure,' I thought. But it was not that. Actually, it was Ron. He was no longer scrawny, but rather... Handsome. He how had muscles (not huge ones like the guys on the weight lifting championships, but like the kind that were very nice and make you blush). He hair was shaggy, and he just looked so... Hot. That's the only word for it, and Mandy will probably kill me for using it, but that's the only word that can perfectly summarize him.
And when he grinned... He nearly blinded me with those pearly white teeth. Perfrect white teeth. My parents would love him.
"'Ello, Hermione," he said, taking a bite out of a biscut that Mrs. Weasley had just set out with beacon, eggs, and hash browns. For some reason, Ron is always eating something. Like your average guy, he's always thinking of his stomach first. "When'd you get here?"
"Just a few minutes ago," Mrs. Weasley answered for me, because I was starting to blink rapidly. I think she knew what I was thinking, but if she did, she didn't ever tell me. I picked up a piece of beacon, because if I wasn't going to talk, I might as well have a reason to not talk. I sat down beside Ginny, and she finally looked up from her book.
"I'm at the part where the guy with the mustache, Sergent Pepper or something, get's killed," Ginny said. She had gotten cuter over the summer, and lost the pugginess in her cheeks. But she was still freckley, but now tan, and her hair was still fire red. Her blue eyes were cheerful, and she looked like... Ginny.
"That's Sergent Peppilin," I corrected her in a squeakey voice. She gave me a weird look for a second, then shrugged.
"Same thing." She started reading again. Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and Percy (who had apparated down the stairs somewhere during my whole blinking stage) crammed themselves around the table, and we all started eating. I felt sort of nervous, but as soon as the twins started cracking jokes, I relaxed. It was like being around family members again, even though it would be very wrong to look at your relative like I was gawking at Ron.
Though as soon as breakfast was over, Ginny and I went up to her room. I showed her the other books that I had brought her. We chatted for a while, and then she just burst out, "Hermione, do you like Ron?" She glanced at me for a few moments while I openned and closed my mouth a few times, like a fish. I blinked, and she nodded. "I thought so. Oh, I'm so glad."
"Wait!" I exclaimed, silencing her. "You're not going to tell him, are you?" She shook her head, and I heaved a sigh of relief. "I swear, if you do -"
"I won't! I promise!" she exclaimed, and then grinned. "I thought you liked him. Seeing your face when he walked in was classic..." She immitated how I looked, and I shook my head. I was blushing again, even though Ron wasn't here to hear anything about it. I sat there for a few moments in thought. I thought back to seeing him in the doorway. He was a little sweatey from riding his broom. He was wearing a Muggle T-shirt (probably Harry's or something). His hair was flopped over into his eyes, and he was grinning.
I guess I was staring into space, because suddenly Ginny was poking my shoulder. "Hermione, I really hope you don't plan doing that at school." She giggled and I blushed even harder.
"I have a question for you," I said. "If I'm going to pay attention at all during class, I'm going to have to stay far away from your brother." I openned my trunk, searching for my brush. I wasn't used to not having air condition, and I was beginning to sweat. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail, and put the things away. When I faced Ginny again, she wore a devilish look upon her face (it's not a very good look - she sucks her cheeks in, and pouts her lips in a grin, and suinches up her nose. It's kind of eerie. When I informed her of this, she stopped doing this).
"I have an idea."
please review! I like the reviews, and this madness will continue... P.S. Thank u for all of my good reviews. I like all of them, even the bad ones. But I really don't have many bad ones. I love them all. I love u all for reviewing.
P.S. I have to let u all know that I have a game tomorrow night, so I won't have my story up for a while. Also, I have ballet the next night, so Friday I have cheerleading practice (I think) and I might go to the game. Expect the next chapter like Saturday or something. Kay?
By:Theo Felton - Malfoy
A/N: I had to change my name back. I decided I should probably settle on something, so why not my new character's name? She's going to be in this one (it's not a one - parter!) I sort of think Hermione's a little OCC, in a good way. Sorry if you don't like that. But this story is going to be a series. I don't think it's going to be extremely long, but I know it's going to be one of my best. I really hope everyone likes this. But no one has sent me any challenges. So, Frankie get's a little restless... and this is was comes from it. Sorry so short, I'm just out of things to say, because I had to have the little "I have an idea." at the end. cya!
Dedication: What would my fics be without one? Well, I'll have to say to the regulars (Sommy, Tropical Fishy, Saralea... Ashley, Kristy, Wendy, Courtney, Danielle, Lexi, and everyone else...). And a new person. TOM FELTON FOR BEING SO EXTREMELY HOT. Oh, and Avril Lavigne, because she's my favorite singer of all time.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. J.K. Rowling owns everything. Except my plot. I'm not making money from my fic (believe me, if I was, I would have MORE fics). Please don't sue me. I'm just a student that is trying to get good reviews on her her work so that I can get noticed. Thank GOD that I might be noticed.... It's amazing!!!
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I had been to the Burrow before, but this year it was sort of different. Ron Weasley was housing Harry Potter and I for the last couple weeks before school started. I hadn't the slightest idea that what we were going to do for a whole two weeks, but I knew that it included a lot of blushing from me, probably some fights, and maybe even a few... problems. You see, I had this plan worked out. I was not going to tell Ron about this big huge crush I've had on him for like, I don't know how many years. I was going to be polite and nice, and friendly. But I was absolutely NOT going to be this big giggling git who just stared at him over dinner, or stuck their elbow in the butter. Like certain people.
But you see, this plan ended up not working.
It all started when I arrived. I looked the same as ever (wild brown hair, big brown eyes, freckles...but I must admitt I did grow in other places *wink, wink*) and I expected everyone to look the same. Harry, still muscled a little, but not too much. Taller maybe, but still having messy, sticky-up hair and green eyes, and of course, that scar. And Ron would still have the shaggey red hair, ocean blue eyes... That adorable grin. Tall of course. He was so handsome, and even as I think about that now, I can't help grinning. Professor McGonnagall just gave me a very bizarre look because of it.
But when I arrived, things went ary. I got out of the car, lugging all of my Hogwarts things and Crookshanks's cage (honestly, I don't know why I bring that thing... It's just useless, because he's learned to unlatch it. I think I might need a new kitty). I let him go immediately, because he absolutely abores the Burrow. There's plenty of mice for him to play with, unlike my house. We live in the city sort of, and there just aren't any mice in my neighborhood.
Mrs. Weasley greeted me with a big hug, and I grinned. The Burrow had become like my home, because there were so many people that I loved there. "Now, Hermione dear, look at how much you've grown... You could use a little more meat on your bones, but..." She waved my at my parents before they pulled away. Leading me to the old house, I sucked my breath in. I could see Harry, Ron, George and Fred racing their brooms in one of the empty fields. I didn't get a very good look at them right then, so I dismissed it. I would have time to see them later. Right now, I was intrested in talking to Ginny.
I found her in the kitchen, reading one of the books I had loaned her (one of my Muggle ones) over the summer. She looked very engrossed, so I decided to put my things in her room then come back downstairs in after that.
Now, the Weasley house is purely wizard. Everything there was non-muggle (except for a few things that Mr. Weasley brought home from work) and exactly the opposite of what I was raised from. I wondered briefly what it would have been like if I had been raised in the wizarding world. Would I be as fascinated with it as I was now? I doubted it, then was glad that I was raised the way that I was raised.
I dropped my stuff at Ginny's room, then took a quick peek in Ron's room. This was my first mistake in the "Plan." I couldn't help myself from grinning as I checked out the mess. Pig was preening in his cage, and there was underwear on the ground, mixed with other clothing. His wand lay on his bed, and Harry's stuff was also on the floor of the room. 'So messy,' I thought, grinning.
I headed back down stairs, finding Ginny reading again. But then, I looked up to the door... All of the air went out of the room, and I felt faint. My cheeks turned pink, and my heart rate accelerated. 'I've gone and had a heart failure,' I thought. But it was not that. Actually, it was Ron. He was no longer scrawny, but rather... Handsome. He how had muscles (not huge ones like the guys on the weight lifting championships, but like the kind that were very nice and make you blush). He hair was shaggy, and he just looked so... Hot. That's the only word for it, and Mandy will probably kill me for using it, but that's the only word that can perfectly summarize him.
And when he grinned... He nearly blinded me with those pearly white teeth. Perfrect white teeth. My parents would love him.
"'Ello, Hermione," he said, taking a bite out of a biscut that Mrs. Weasley had just set out with beacon, eggs, and hash browns. For some reason, Ron is always eating something. Like your average guy, he's always thinking of his stomach first. "When'd you get here?"
"Just a few minutes ago," Mrs. Weasley answered for me, because I was starting to blink rapidly. I think she knew what I was thinking, but if she did, she didn't ever tell me. I picked up a piece of beacon, because if I wasn't going to talk, I might as well have a reason to not talk. I sat down beside Ginny, and she finally looked up from her book.
"I'm at the part where the guy with the mustache, Sergent Pepper or something, get's killed," Ginny said. She had gotten cuter over the summer, and lost the pugginess in her cheeks. But she was still freckley, but now tan, and her hair was still fire red. Her blue eyes were cheerful, and she looked like... Ginny.
"That's Sergent Peppilin," I corrected her in a squeakey voice. She gave me a weird look for a second, then shrugged.
"Same thing." She started reading again. Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and Percy (who had apparated down the stairs somewhere during my whole blinking stage) crammed themselves around the table, and we all started eating. I felt sort of nervous, but as soon as the twins started cracking jokes, I relaxed. It was like being around family members again, even though it would be very wrong to look at your relative like I was gawking at Ron.
Though as soon as breakfast was over, Ginny and I went up to her room. I showed her the other books that I had brought her. We chatted for a while, and then she just burst out, "Hermione, do you like Ron?" She glanced at me for a few moments while I openned and closed my mouth a few times, like a fish. I blinked, and she nodded. "I thought so. Oh, I'm so glad."
"Wait!" I exclaimed, silencing her. "You're not going to tell him, are you?" She shook her head, and I heaved a sigh of relief. "I swear, if you do -"
"I won't! I promise!" she exclaimed, and then grinned. "I thought you liked him. Seeing your face when he walked in was classic..." She immitated how I looked, and I shook my head. I was blushing again, even though Ron wasn't here to hear anything about it. I sat there for a few moments in thought. I thought back to seeing him in the doorway. He was a little sweatey from riding his broom. He was wearing a Muggle T-shirt (probably Harry's or something). His hair was flopped over into his eyes, and he was grinning.
I guess I was staring into space, because suddenly Ginny was poking my shoulder. "Hermione, I really hope you don't plan doing that at school." She giggled and I blushed even harder.
"I have a question for you," I said. "If I'm going to pay attention at all during class, I'm going to have to stay far away from your brother." I openned my trunk, searching for my brush. I wasn't used to not having air condition, and I was beginning to sweat. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail, and put the things away. When I faced Ginny again, she wore a devilish look upon her face (it's not a very good look - she sucks her cheeks in, and pouts her lips in a grin, and suinches up her nose. It's kind of eerie. When I informed her of this, she stopped doing this).
"I have an idea."
please review! I like the reviews, and this madness will continue... P.S. Thank u for all of my good reviews. I like all of them, even the bad ones. But I really don't have many bad ones. I love them all. I love u all for reviewing.
P.S. I have to let u all know that I have a game tomorrow night, so I won't have my story up for a while. Also, I have ballet the next night, so Friday I have cheerleading practice (I think) and I might go to the game. Expect the next chapter like Saturday or something. Kay?