A/N: Totally OOC. but what the hell, has a good twist.
A/N: I re-posted it because I wrote this one night and I reread it after I
posted it the first time, and I thought it sucked. I got some cool reviews
on this story, so I might continue it, but I am just warning you that I
have this problem at finishing things. Oh and to let you know this isn't my
normal stuff. I'm a H/H shipper. One of the few that are left.
Hermione's Lover.
Hermione sat at the edge of her bed. Her face, tear stained, looked down at a picture that had been taken at her graduation. The picture was taken with the one she most adored. They sat there waving at the sad Hermione. Hermione loved this person since she was a first year at Hogwarts. She remembered the first time she looked in his eyes, which were so deep that she could read his mind. Never knew that she, Hermione Granger, would fall for this man. In school, as her classmates walked by her, they whispered, "Who would of thought," or "Not sweet Hermione?" as they all found out who it was. The girls from every dormitory went to Hermione's main men; Harry and Ron. Everyone one knew of the crush that Ron had on Hermione, since their second year. They'd all ask him how he felt, and his only reply was: "Hermione who?" He was is denial of the fact that Hermione was in love with this. THING! No one wanted to ask Harry how he felt because he was so distance that no one knew or wanted to know what he was going to say. They would just look at him, crying, as he stared out the common room window. Watching the snowflakes fall, Harry planned his revenge, for the man who took his girl away. He told himself that the next time he seen him, he would kill this man. As Hermione sat on her bed, all those memories ran through her mind of when she was in school. She had known that she had hurt everyone that had loved her. Sometimes at night, she wondered why she feel in love with such as a man. Maybe it was that's she didn't want to be thought of as an 'innocent girl', she wanted to be known to do something that no one had ever thought of her doing. and she did it. No one could believe that it was the sweet and innocent girl who was in love with such an evil person. such as a man like Tom Riddle.
Hermione's Lover.
Hermione sat at the edge of her bed. Her face, tear stained, looked down at a picture that had been taken at her graduation. The picture was taken with the one she most adored. They sat there waving at the sad Hermione. Hermione loved this person since she was a first year at Hogwarts. She remembered the first time she looked in his eyes, which were so deep that she could read his mind. Never knew that she, Hermione Granger, would fall for this man. In school, as her classmates walked by her, they whispered, "Who would of thought," or "Not sweet Hermione?" as they all found out who it was. The girls from every dormitory went to Hermione's main men; Harry and Ron. Everyone one knew of the crush that Ron had on Hermione, since their second year. They'd all ask him how he felt, and his only reply was: "Hermione who?" He was is denial of the fact that Hermione was in love with this. THING! No one wanted to ask Harry how he felt because he was so distance that no one knew or wanted to know what he was going to say. They would just look at him, crying, as he stared out the common room window. Watching the snowflakes fall, Harry planned his revenge, for the man who took his girl away. He told himself that the next time he seen him, he would kill this man. As Hermione sat on her bed, all those memories ran through her mind of when she was in school. She had known that she had hurt everyone that had loved her. Sometimes at night, she wondered why she feel in love with such as a man. Maybe it was that's she didn't want to be thought of as an 'innocent girl', she wanted to be known to do something that no one had ever thought of her doing. and she did it. No one could believe that it was the sweet and innocent girl who was in love with such an evil person. such as a man like Tom Riddle.