Disclaimer: J.K Rowling, you're the man! I mean woman! Some characters in
this fic came from her. ~@nn@~
Note: Draco won't be present in this chapter. Well, he won't be in the first few chapters. Please review my fic! *Puppy dog eyes*
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"So, where do you go to school?"she asked as if she wants to have an Oriental summer class.
"Uhhmm.It's just nearby. You don't want to go there. Lots of annoying people go there. They tease me all the time because I don't socialize a lot."he answered sadly.
Not wanting to have her new acquaintance gets teased, she didn't insist on having him show her where it was. Besides, there are no classes yet.
"So, what time do you go to school? Do you have a schedule?"she sat as she sat on the sand.
In a way, Hermione missed her muggle school. She missed some math calculations, science projects and some book reading written by famous muggles.
It took a while for the boy to reply. Hermione understood his situation and just waited for him patiently.
"Yes of course. We go to school once a year from midnight until dawn."he answered.
Hermione raised her eyebrows and stared at him with disbelief.
"You're joking right? How much will you learn in a single day? I mean, night?"she asked him sarcastically.
The looked back at her and whispered at her, "You see, I don't study the educational stuff during this season. We don't talk about science or math or even literature. We are studying a different thing."
The look in his eyes told Hermione this isn't any type of joke. He's serious.
"So what's that different thing?"she asked once more as she pulled him down to sit with her in the sand.
"I can't tell you. All I can say is that we do this every seven years."he answered
This alarmed Hermione because in a way, she's having some similarities with the boy. She's also studying in a "non-scientific" school, a school of witchcraft and wizardry. Their whole studying span also lasts for seven years.
Really wanting to know more about the school he is attending, she tried to insist on asking him more about it.
"Please tell me! I really won't tell it to anybody. I swear."she promised him with a sort of puppy dog eyes look.
He didn't say a thing. He just watched the waves coming from the horizon. The waves were so huge some water splashes unto their faces despite that they're away from the sea. After a few minutes, the tide grew higher and higher that it almost touches their toes.
"We better get up now."she said as she rose from the sand.
He also rose from his seat and said, "So, how are you liking this place so far?"as he brushed some sand particles from his pants.
"It's pretty nice here actually. We don't have this kind of scenery in London. The climate is different from what we are used to but we like it. I can improve my complexion here."she answered as walked away from the shore.
Few hours passed with all the conversation. They have discussed about how different their lifestyles are and how much different the places where they live are.
The sun is now setting to the west. Hermione realized how time passes so quickly if you have done many things throughout the day. Just a minute ago she just rose from her bed and now, another day will again come to it's end.
"Oh no! It's almost six! My grandpa's probably searching for me already!"he said worriedly ( because there's no electricity, it's dangerous to be roaming around past six o'clock in the evening).
"Why so early?"Hemione asked him, feeling as if she wanted to talk to him more.
He's really looking so nervous and worried already.
"I have to prepare for school" he answered as he started to walk away.
"I want to talk more but really, I have to go. My grandpa will scold me. See you later."he said as he ran away faster and faster.
He's now gone out her sight. She went back to their hut.
"I'm back mom!"she yelled as she stepped in.
The hut was dark. Without the candle from the dining table, there would be no light to support them around the house.
Thinking she couldn't read her books anymore, she just kept them beside her bed for tomorrow's reading.
"Living without electricity can sometimes be a pain in the ass."she muttered as she again sat at her window.
"Oh men! What an idiot! All these time I have talked to him and I haven't even asked his name!"she told herself angrily as she pounded her fist to the edge of the window.
Just a couple of candles give light to the Grangers every night. Hermione wondered what the boy would be studying that midnight.
"Why study on a midnight?"she asked herself,
"He's got the whole day! He also looks so nervous and worried about it. Well, maybe it's really important. We have the same perspective when it comes to studying.
Hermione felt quite bored without light for her to read a book and a person to talk to aside from her parents. Her parents, being dentists are always talking about how their job was.
The worst thing they probably have talked about was when her mom, Mrs. Granger took out an old man's tooth. It wasn't just any ordinary tooth; it's an over-decayed, blackened tooth!
"It smells terrible"she remembered her mom say.
She doesn't like it also when they start to talk about her teeth.
"It's much more worse hearing them saying that about me than that of the old man!"she told herself, feeling a little bit irritated.
"Hermione! Come down here already! We'll have supper in a short while."yelled Mrs. Granger as Hermione heard the clinging of kitchen utensils.
"Where's Dad?"she asked,
"He went out and still haven't come back yet."Mrs. Granger answered.
This bothered Hermione. Her dad was not like that. He's always used to go home before supper or he'd tell someone where he'll be.
After waiting for about half an hour, Hermione and mom decided not to wait for Mr. Granger anymore. They're both starving already!
Hermione doesn't necessarily know what kind of food she's eating. Getting too worried about her father, her hype for asking questions seems to lie- low. She finished her supper quickly and went to her bedroom immediately.
The night air wasn't as humid as it was before. It was a lot colder and the breeze is getting stronger and stronger.
Thinking about her father started to irritate her.
"Maybe I should sleep now. Worrying about daddy can't get me nowhere."she muttered as she laid on her bed.
The bed wasn't too comfortable but if you're tired because of your activities throughout the day, it's the best place to rest. The questions that linger on her mind finally shut down after a few minutes.
The young witch is now in a deep sleep.
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"COCKADOODLE-DOO!"crowed the roosters as another day began.
"Oh men! That was a nice dream. Too bad, I haven't gone until the end."she said sadly as she walked towards her window.
She can see something's coming from the horizon. It's getting nearer and nearer.
"What's that?"she asked herself.
"Mum! Did dad arrive yet?"she asked Mrs. Granger as she tried to figure out what those figures were.
"Not yet honey!"she replied as she prepare their breakfast.
"Mum, you better take a look at this. What do you think those things are?"she said,
"What?"asked Mrs. Granger as she took the steps of the ladder.
She headed to the window for a good view of what Hermione was talking about.
"It's like the fishermen are coming! Those things look like boats!"she exclaimed,
"I think I know where you're father had gone."she told Hermione as she quickly went down the ladder and out the door.
She looks kind of angry. Hermione felt it wasn't the best time for them to have fight. Mrs. Granger walked towards the shore, figuring out which boat her husband rode on.
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Peace y'all! (,")
Note: Draco won't be present in this chapter. Well, he won't be in the first few chapters. Please review my fic! *Puppy dog eyes*
~
"So, where do you go to school?"she asked as if she wants to have an Oriental summer class.
"Uhhmm.It's just nearby. You don't want to go there. Lots of annoying people go there. They tease me all the time because I don't socialize a lot."he answered sadly.
Not wanting to have her new acquaintance gets teased, she didn't insist on having him show her where it was. Besides, there are no classes yet.
"So, what time do you go to school? Do you have a schedule?"she sat as she sat on the sand.
In a way, Hermione missed her muggle school. She missed some math calculations, science projects and some book reading written by famous muggles.
It took a while for the boy to reply. Hermione understood his situation and just waited for him patiently.
"Yes of course. We go to school once a year from midnight until dawn."he answered.
Hermione raised her eyebrows and stared at him with disbelief.
"You're joking right? How much will you learn in a single day? I mean, night?"she asked him sarcastically.
The looked back at her and whispered at her, "You see, I don't study the educational stuff during this season. We don't talk about science or math or even literature. We are studying a different thing."
The look in his eyes told Hermione this isn't any type of joke. He's serious.
"So what's that different thing?"she asked once more as she pulled him down to sit with her in the sand.
"I can't tell you. All I can say is that we do this every seven years."he answered
This alarmed Hermione because in a way, she's having some similarities with the boy. She's also studying in a "non-scientific" school, a school of witchcraft and wizardry. Their whole studying span also lasts for seven years.
Really wanting to know more about the school he is attending, she tried to insist on asking him more about it.
"Please tell me! I really won't tell it to anybody. I swear."she promised him with a sort of puppy dog eyes look.
He didn't say a thing. He just watched the waves coming from the horizon. The waves were so huge some water splashes unto their faces despite that they're away from the sea. After a few minutes, the tide grew higher and higher that it almost touches their toes.
"We better get up now."she said as she rose from the sand.
He also rose from his seat and said, "So, how are you liking this place so far?"as he brushed some sand particles from his pants.
"It's pretty nice here actually. We don't have this kind of scenery in London. The climate is different from what we are used to but we like it. I can improve my complexion here."she answered as walked away from the shore.
Few hours passed with all the conversation. They have discussed about how different their lifestyles are and how much different the places where they live are.
The sun is now setting to the west. Hermione realized how time passes so quickly if you have done many things throughout the day. Just a minute ago she just rose from her bed and now, another day will again come to it's end.
"Oh no! It's almost six! My grandpa's probably searching for me already!"he said worriedly ( because there's no electricity, it's dangerous to be roaming around past six o'clock in the evening).
"Why so early?"Hemione asked him, feeling as if she wanted to talk to him more.
He's really looking so nervous and worried already.
"I have to prepare for school" he answered as he started to walk away.
"I want to talk more but really, I have to go. My grandpa will scold me. See you later."he said as he ran away faster and faster.
He's now gone out her sight. She went back to their hut.
"I'm back mom!"she yelled as she stepped in.
The hut was dark. Without the candle from the dining table, there would be no light to support them around the house.
Thinking she couldn't read her books anymore, she just kept them beside her bed for tomorrow's reading.
"Living without electricity can sometimes be a pain in the ass."she muttered as she again sat at her window.
"Oh men! What an idiot! All these time I have talked to him and I haven't even asked his name!"she told herself angrily as she pounded her fist to the edge of the window.
Just a couple of candles give light to the Grangers every night. Hermione wondered what the boy would be studying that midnight.
"Why study on a midnight?"she asked herself,
"He's got the whole day! He also looks so nervous and worried about it. Well, maybe it's really important. We have the same perspective when it comes to studying.
Hermione felt quite bored without light for her to read a book and a person to talk to aside from her parents. Her parents, being dentists are always talking about how their job was.
The worst thing they probably have talked about was when her mom, Mrs. Granger took out an old man's tooth. It wasn't just any ordinary tooth; it's an over-decayed, blackened tooth!
"It smells terrible"she remembered her mom say.
She doesn't like it also when they start to talk about her teeth.
"It's much more worse hearing them saying that about me than that of the old man!"she told herself, feeling a little bit irritated.
"Hermione! Come down here already! We'll have supper in a short while."yelled Mrs. Granger as Hermione heard the clinging of kitchen utensils.
"Where's Dad?"she asked,
"He went out and still haven't come back yet."Mrs. Granger answered.
This bothered Hermione. Her dad was not like that. He's always used to go home before supper or he'd tell someone where he'll be.
After waiting for about half an hour, Hermione and mom decided not to wait for Mr. Granger anymore. They're both starving already!
Hermione doesn't necessarily know what kind of food she's eating. Getting too worried about her father, her hype for asking questions seems to lie- low. She finished her supper quickly and went to her bedroom immediately.
The night air wasn't as humid as it was before. It was a lot colder and the breeze is getting stronger and stronger.
Thinking about her father started to irritate her.
"Maybe I should sleep now. Worrying about daddy can't get me nowhere."she muttered as she laid on her bed.
The bed wasn't too comfortable but if you're tired because of your activities throughout the day, it's the best place to rest. The questions that linger on her mind finally shut down after a few minutes.
The young witch is now in a deep sleep.
~
"COCKADOODLE-DOO!"crowed the roosters as another day began.
"Oh men! That was a nice dream. Too bad, I haven't gone until the end."she said sadly as she walked towards her window.
She can see something's coming from the horizon. It's getting nearer and nearer.
"What's that?"she asked herself.
"Mum! Did dad arrive yet?"she asked Mrs. Granger as she tried to figure out what those figures were.
"Not yet honey!"she replied as she prepare their breakfast.
"Mum, you better take a look at this. What do you think those things are?"she said,
"What?"asked Mrs. Granger as she took the steps of the ladder.
She headed to the window for a good view of what Hermione was talking about.
"It's like the fishermen are coming! Those things look like boats!"she exclaimed,
"I think I know where you're father had gone."she told Hermione as she quickly went down the ladder and out the door.
She looks kind of angry. Hermione felt it wasn't the best time for them to have fight. Mrs. Granger walked towards the shore, figuring out which boat her husband rode on.
~
Peace y'all! (,")