Ron's funeral was the worst day of Hermione's life. Although, she was very
serious, and did not cry.
"Ron was a wonderful guy. He did not deserve to die at a young age," Hermione paused and looked at everyone. "Ron made everyone happy, he was one of the sweetest guys I have ever met..." she went on lying. She really thought he was a bastard who deserved to die; he caused her too much pain.
Hermione was very glad when the funeral was over. She went back to the school and then to her room to continue working on the polyjuice potion.
It was the day before her wedding, and she had finished the polyjuice potion. They all went to the Wedding Rehearsal (AN - Becca came up with that name). Apparently, Hermione had some cousins, and they were in the wedding. Chris was the best man, and Andrew was the ring bearer. Snape walked his daughter up the isle, Draco stood at the alter.
'Could this be any stranger?' Hermione thought as it all happened. It was also very uncomfortable for her.
That night, Hermione's grandparents came. Grandma and Grandpa Snape looked just like Severus, they also looked quite young for someone there age. Grandma and Grandpa Clarinda also looked very young. They looked like Hermione. Her grandmother had uncontrollable brown frizzy hair, and her grandfather was very smart, like herself. Hermione liked the Clarinda's more than the Snape's.
"Oh! How are you?" Mrs. Clarinda smiled at her granddaughter.
"Fine and you?"
"Wonderful! We have not seen you since you were a baby!" Mrs. Clarinda and Hermione could not stop smiling.
Mrs. Snape walked over to Hermione.
"How are you, dear?" she asked, with the same tone and smile Severus had.
"Good, how have you been?" Hermione asked, managing a smile.
"Grand," Mrs. Snape said.
After Hermione finished talking to her grandparents, she went back to the common room. Chris, Andrew, and Draco all sat in front of the fire, talking about tomorrow.
"Hey!" Chris yelled as she entered the common room.
"Hey," Hermione replied as she neared them. She lay down on a couch and closed her eyes.
AN - WOAH! I am sooo sorry I have not updated in a while, we had midterms and now we have research papers (note the S). I had to stop here, because the story branches off into two pieces, all thanks to my wonderful friend, Rebecca. This means I might not update as much, but Becca wants something to happen... sooo... In addition, she would not write it herself, lol, I do not mind, really. I will start a new story and link to it my next chapter, so the story branches off into two at the wedding. Okay? Therefore, the new story, off this chapter, is REBECCA's idea; my idea stays in this story. *laughs*
"Ron was a wonderful guy. He did not deserve to die at a young age," Hermione paused and looked at everyone. "Ron made everyone happy, he was one of the sweetest guys I have ever met..." she went on lying. She really thought he was a bastard who deserved to die; he caused her too much pain.
Hermione was very glad when the funeral was over. She went back to the school and then to her room to continue working on the polyjuice potion.
It was the day before her wedding, and she had finished the polyjuice potion. They all went to the Wedding Rehearsal (AN - Becca came up with that name). Apparently, Hermione had some cousins, and they were in the wedding. Chris was the best man, and Andrew was the ring bearer. Snape walked his daughter up the isle, Draco stood at the alter.
'Could this be any stranger?' Hermione thought as it all happened. It was also very uncomfortable for her.
That night, Hermione's grandparents came. Grandma and Grandpa Snape looked just like Severus, they also looked quite young for someone there age. Grandma and Grandpa Clarinda also looked very young. They looked like Hermione. Her grandmother had uncontrollable brown frizzy hair, and her grandfather was very smart, like herself. Hermione liked the Clarinda's more than the Snape's.
"Oh! How are you?" Mrs. Clarinda smiled at her granddaughter.
"Fine and you?"
"Wonderful! We have not seen you since you were a baby!" Mrs. Clarinda and Hermione could not stop smiling.
Mrs. Snape walked over to Hermione.
"How are you, dear?" she asked, with the same tone and smile Severus had.
"Good, how have you been?" Hermione asked, managing a smile.
"Grand," Mrs. Snape said.
After Hermione finished talking to her grandparents, she went back to the common room. Chris, Andrew, and Draco all sat in front of the fire, talking about tomorrow.
"Hey!" Chris yelled as she entered the common room.
"Hey," Hermione replied as she neared them. She lay down on a couch and closed her eyes.
AN - WOAH! I am sooo sorry I have not updated in a while, we had midterms and now we have research papers (note the S). I had to stop here, because the story branches off into two pieces, all thanks to my wonderful friend, Rebecca. This means I might not update as much, but Becca wants something to happen... sooo... In addition, she would not write it herself, lol, I do not mind, really. I will start a new story and link to it my next chapter, so the story branches off into two at the wedding. Okay? Therefore, the new story, off this chapter, is REBECCA's idea; my idea stays in this story. *laughs*