Many of the Weasley family member went to Diagon alley that morning. Just like many of them wondered off and could only be found due to their bright Weasley hair. Fred motioned to Lori to join him, but she shook her head and ran off into the crowd. So, Fred and George went of in search of their supplies.
Hermione felt good. Fred and George were back and heading off to find a joke store.
"I need new robes." Ron nodded me too. Hermione was curious but didn't embarrass Ron by saying anything. 'Hadn't all of Ron's clothes been second hand?'
Ron was glad to answer the unasked question. "Dumbledore and the Ministry aren't getting along so well, so Dumbledore has been hiring wizards to do special jobs. He hired my dad to do muggle involvement and the pay is a lot better." Ears red Ron marched into the shop.
"What's next on the list?" Harry's eyes scanned the paper.
Ripping it from his hands Ron announced joyously "Ice cream."
In no time Hermione found herself staring longingly at the house she stood in front of. The Burrow. Today, they were leaving for school. It was funny how much she missed this place already. She had already memorized each window and who it belonged to. The top window, Ron's room. Hermione blushed. She would miss sleeping with him at night. It had been so comfortable. So cozy. So nice. Hermione turned and ran to the car. She shouldn't be thinking things like that. Especially when she wasn't even sure if she liked Ron. Well, if she liked him like *that*.
Another ministry car took the students to the train. Hermione laughed at Lori who stood before the Platform glaring at the wall. Grabbing Lori's arm, and her trolley Hermione pulled them both through the wall.
"Don't" she said through a fit of giggles. "Ever do that" more giggles "again." Hermione nodded laughing herself. She had scared poor Lori out of her wits.
'She's not so bad.'
The train ride was uneventful but fun. Four students sat in a compartment. Three telling and retelling the adventures of their past four years. One laughing, or looking shocked.
"What year are you in anyway?" Hermione couldn't remember why she hadn't asked already.
"Fifth" answered to two Weasleys together. With a bit more laughter the train stopped an allowed the children to come to school. And for some. To come home.
"Firs' years" Hagrid's voice boomed "Firs' years this way." Winking at Harry and Ron and Hermione, Hagrid noticed Lori. "And you too"
Waving good-bye to her friends Lori followed Hagrid and the first years. Ironically Hagrids size didn't faze her. Though, that much couldn't be said for the first years.
The sorting hat sat on it's stool waiting. It had sung a new version of its famous song and the first years were lining up to try it on. McGonagall stood, list in hand and announced the students. Until only Lori stood waiting. "And our exchange student." Lori sat on the stool with the hat on her head,
Everyone watched in interest as the very pretty girl folded her arms. "I should too!" She said determined and out loud.
"GRYFFINDOR"
Lori returned the hat to its stool and took her seat at the Gryffindor table between Ron and Fred. Many of the boys seemed jealous. Evidently, they couldn't see the Weasley resemblance.
"We have some beginning of the term announcements." Dumbledore's voice was soft but every student heard his speech. "To the first years, the forest is forbidden. Mr. Filch has asked me to mention that a list of all objects that we do not permit can be found in his office. And as a special treat this year, we will be having a little performance. Our singers will be able to show off their talent. And those less musically talented will be able to give us some comical entertainment" Dumbledore paused to allow a furious chatter to sweep through and quite down. "You may sign up at that table," his long arm extended to point to a small table in the corner. And finally I would like to say Welcome to Hogwarts."
Lori smiled beautifully. "Hermione, please be my partner." She jumped out of her chair, hat going askew "I'll go sign up!" Hermione never got the chance to reply as Lori had already reached the table.
Before going to bed Hagrid came to talk to Ron. "She doesn't read the Daily profit does she?"
"She who?"
"Your cousin. Lori? Does she read the Daily Profit?" Hagrid looked worried. "She's 'merican. Blimey - I got that bit. Quite an accent on tha' 'un"
"She doesn't read it. Why?"
"She knew I was 'alf and 'alf right away. Didn't seem to bother 'er though. Seemed almost excited to meet me." Hagrid seemed to have some kind of realization. "What parts 'o 'merica she from?"
"Some place just outside of Philadelphia in Pennsylvania. I think"
"I knew it!" Hagrid looked proud.
"Knew what Hagrid" asked Hermione. Hagrid just walked away without replying.
"Weird."
"Yeah, no kidding" Ron said pulling their arms. "Let's just go to bed."
Classes began. Yet again Potions took place with the Slitherins.
Draco eyed Lori with interest. "Why are you hanging out with Potter and his Weasley friend? You could do so much better." Malfoy moved so that Lori could notice the adjacent chair next to him
"What's wrong with being a Weasley?" Lori asked a smile of curiosity played on her lips.
"Don't you know? Weasleys are the scum of the earth." Lori flashed a grin to Ron.
Standing up Ron moved his arms towards his cousin, as if presenting her. "Malfoy, meet my cousin. Lori Weasley."
To think that Draco's pale face couldn't get any paler would be dead wrong. He looked like a ghost. The Slitherin waited patiently for Malfoy's comeback. Class started and instead he changed the subject. "Look, its Granger the mudblood."
Lori stood so quickly that her chair fell over backwards. Snape eyed her curiously, "Can I help you Miss Weasley."
"Yes. Professor Snape" she looked at Draco. "Can I go to the nurse? I think I'm going to be sick." Her voice was full of anger and hurt. She practically threw the last sentence at him. With Snape's approval Lori left the class.
Draco actually looked hurt. "Who woulda' thought he had feelings" Ron muttered
Harry laughed "And who would have thought he'd fall for your cousin?" Apparently, Ron didn't think that was funny.
On the first day back Ron had become instantly popular with Lori in school. Students Harry had never seen asked Ron if Lori was available. Even a few first year boys asked looking horribly embarrassed.
After Potions was Herbology which Lori joined them for. "Work in-groups of three."
Neville practically clung to Harry and Ron. And Justin scooted over to join Lori and Hermione.
At the end of class Justin asked to talk to Hermione alone. 'He's probably going to ask if Lori is single.'
"Hermione? Would you- would you go out with me?" Hermione was completely taken aback. She hadn't expected this at all. Neither had Ron. Who stood just behind them?
"No!" He cried "she can't." Ron was not addressing Hermione, but Justin. Justin left humiliated and Hermione turned on Ron. That had been the first time she had ever been asked out. Krum didn't count.
"What!?" Hermione was furious, Ron had just ruined a very important moment in her life. "You had absolutely NO right to do that!"
"Yes I did!" Ron yelled back. "You couldn't date him. That's fraternizing with the enemy!"
"You're ridiculous Ronald Weasley!" Hermione felt dreadful. She didn't love Ron. "You have said that One to many times! He is not an enemy!"
"He's in Hufflepuff right?" Ron shot back "there for he is the Enemy! The only reason he asked you out is because you're friends with Lori."
Hermione suddenly didn't want to argue. Nor did she want to be seen. Hermione ran off with tears in her eyes as away from the green houses and Ron as she could be. 'How could he?' repeating over and over through her head.
In the Great Hall Harry sat between his friends trying to coax them into taking when he was interrupted by a 6th year they had never talked to. "Hermione," he said coolly "I was wondering if you were single?"
Hermione was too angry to be nice. "Ask Ron! He seems to control my decisions" she stormed out of the Hall. 'Maybe he was right. The only reason they're asking me out is because I'm friends with Lori.' Suddenly Hermione felt the same anger she had originally felt for the girl.
As if drawn by Hermione's thoughts; Lori appeared around a corner. "I was looking for you Hermione; I wanted to tell you that Ron was wrong to say that stuff. And not just because it was mean. But because it wasn't true." Hermione gaped at her. How had she known that that was what she had been thinking at the exact moment? "Did you ever think that you could have gotten prettier over the summer? You are 15 years old. People are bound to notice you sooner or later. Even Ron." With a wink Lori was gone and Hermione was feeling better.
Hermione felt good. Fred and George were back and heading off to find a joke store.
"I need new robes." Ron nodded me too. Hermione was curious but didn't embarrass Ron by saying anything. 'Hadn't all of Ron's clothes been second hand?'
Ron was glad to answer the unasked question. "Dumbledore and the Ministry aren't getting along so well, so Dumbledore has been hiring wizards to do special jobs. He hired my dad to do muggle involvement and the pay is a lot better." Ears red Ron marched into the shop.
"What's next on the list?" Harry's eyes scanned the paper.
Ripping it from his hands Ron announced joyously "Ice cream."
In no time Hermione found herself staring longingly at the house she stood in front of. The Burrow. Today, they were leaving for school. It was funny how much she missed this place already. She had already memorized each window and who it belonged to. The top window, Ron's room. Hermione blushed. She would miss sleeping with him at night. It had been so comfortable. So cozy. So nice. Hermione turned and ran to the car. She shouldn't be thinking things like that. Especially when she wasn't even sure if she liked Ron. Well, if she liked him like *that*.
Another ministry car took the students to the train. Hermione laughed at Lori who stood before the Platform glaring at the wall. Grabbing Lori's arm, and her trolley Hermione pulled them both through the wall.
"Don't" she said through a fit of giggles. "Ever do that" more giggles "again." Hermione nodded laughing herself. She had scared poor Lori out of her wits.
'She's not so bad.'
The train ride was uneventful but fun. Four students sat in a compartment. Three telling and retelling the adventures of their past four years. One laughing, or looking shocked.
"What year are you in anyway?" Hermione couldn't remember why she hadn't asked already.
"Fifth" answered to two Weasleys together. With a bit more laughter the train stopped an allowed the children to come to school. And for some. To come home.
"Firs' years" Hagrid's voice boomed "Firs' years this way." Winking at Harry and Ron and Hermione, Hagrid noticed Lori. "And you too"
Waving good-bye to her friends Lori followed Hagrid and the first years. Ironically Hagrids size didn't faze her. Though, that much couldn't be said for the first years.
The sorting hat sat on it's stool waiting. It had sung a new version of its famous song and the first years were lining up to try it on. McGonagall stood, list in hand and announced the students. Until only Lori stood waiting. "And our exchange student." Lori sat on the stool with the hat on her head,
Everyone watched in interest as the very pretty girl folded her arms. "I should too!" She said determined and out loud.
"GRYFFINDOR"
Lori returned the hat to its stool and took her seat at the Gryffindor table between Ron and Fred. Many of the boys seemed jealous. Evidently, they couldn't see the Weasley resemblance.
"We have some beginning of the term announcements." Dumbledore's voice was soft but every student heard his speech. "To the first years, the forest is forbidden. Mr. Filch has asked me to mention that a list of all objects that we do not permit can be found in his office. And as a special treat this year, we will be having a little performance. Our singers will be able to show off their talent. And those less musically talented will be able to give us some comical entertainment" Dumbledore paused to allow a furious chatter to sweep through and quite down. "You may sign up at that table," his long arm extended to point to a small table in the corner. And finally I would like to say Welcome to Hogwarts."
Lori smiled beautifully. "Hermione, please be my partner." She jumped out of her chair, hat going askew "I'll go sign up!" Hermione never got the chance to reply as Lori had already reached the table.
Before going to bed Hagrid came to talk to Ron. "She doesn't read the Daily profit does she?"
"She who?"
"Your cousin. Lori? Does she read the Daily Profit?" Hagrid looked worried. "She's 'merican. Blimey - I got that bit. Quite an accent on tha' 'un"
"She doesn't read it. Why?"
"She knew I was 'alf and 'alf right away. Didn't seem to bother 'er though. Seemed almost excited to meet me." Hagrid seemed to have some kind of realization. "What parts 'o 'merica she from?"
"Some place just outside of Philadelphia in Pennsylvania. I think"
"I knew it!" Hagrid looked proud.
"Knew what Hagrid" asked Hermione. Hagrid just walked away without replying.
"Weird."
"Yeah, no kidding" Ron said pulling their arms. "Let's just go to bed."
Classes began. Yet again Potions took place with the Slitherins.
Draco eyed Lori with interest. "Why are you hanging out with Potter and his Weasley friend? You could do so much better." Malfoy moved so that Lori could notice the adjacent chair next to him
"What's wrong with being a Weasley?" Lori asked a smile of curiosity played on her lips.
"Don't you know? Weasleys are the scum of the earth." Lori flashed a grin to Ron.
Standing up Ron moved his arms towards his cousin, as if presenting her. "Malfoy, meet my cousin. Lori Weasley."
To think that Draco's pale face couldn't get any paler would be dead wrong. He looked like a ghost. The Slitherin waited patiently for Malfoy's comeback. Class started and instead he changed the subject. "Look, its Granger the mudblood."
Lori stood so quickly that her chair fell over backwards. Snape eyed her curiously, "Can I help you Miss Weasley."
"Yes. Professor Snape" she looked at Draco. "Can I go to the nurse? I think I'm going to be sick." Her voice was full of anger and hurt. She practically threw the last sentence at him. With Snape's approval Lori left the class.
Draco actually looked hurt. "Who woulda' thought he had feelings" Ron muttered
Harry laughed "And who would have thought he'd fall for your cousin?" Apparently, Ron didn't think that was funny.
On the first day back Ron had become instantly popular with Lori in school. Students Harry had never seen asked Ron if Lori was available. Even a few first year boys asked looking horribly embarrassed.
After Potions was Herbology which Lori joined them for. "Work in-groups of three."
Neville practically clung to Harry and Ron. And Justin scooted over to join Lori and Hermione.
At the end of class Justin asked to talk to Hermione alone. 'He's probably going to ask if Lori is single.'
"Hermione? Would you- would you go out with me?" Hermione was completely taken aback. She hadn't expected this at all. Neither had Ron. Who stood just behind them?
"No!" He cried "she can't." Ron was not addressing Hermione, but Justin. Justin left humiliated and Hermione turned on Ron. That had been the first time she had ever been asked out. Krum didn't count.
"What!?" Hermione was furious, Ron had just ruined a very important moment in her life. "You had absolutely NO right to do that!"
"Yes I did!" Ron yelled back. "You couldn't date him. That's fraternizing with the enemy!"
"You're ridiculous Ronald Weasley!" Hermione felt dreadful. She didn't love Ron. "You have said that One to many times! He is not an enemy!"
"He's in Hufflepuff right?" Ron shot back "there for he is the Enemy! The only reason he asked you out is because you're friends with Lori."
Hermione suddenly didn't want to argue. Nor did she want to be seen. Hermione ran off with tears in her eyes as away from the green houses and Ron as she could be. 'How could he?' repeating over and over through her head.
In the Great Hall Harry sat between his friends trying to coax them into taking when he was interrupted by a 6th year they had never talked to. "Hermione," he said coolly "I was wondering if you were single?"
Hermione was too angry to be nice. "Ask Ron! He seems to control my decisions" she stormed out of the Hall. 'Maybe he was right. The only reason they're asking me out is because I'm friends with Lori.' Suddenly Hermione felt the same anger she had originally felt for the girl.
As if drawn by Hermione's thoughts; Lori appeared around a corner. "I was looking for you Hermione; I wanted to tell you that Ron was wrong to say that stuff. And not just because it was mean. But because it wasn't true." Hermione gaped at her. How had she known that that was what she had been thinking at the exact moment? "Did you ever think that you could have gotten prettier over the summer? You are 15 years old. People are bound to notice you sooner or later. Even Ron." With a wink Lori was gone and Hermione was feeling better.