Ugh! Must do Geography assignment! I'm a major bludge at school- not to
mention I failed a maths test that was PERFECTLY simple, now that I look
back at it. Well, I guess why ALL say that.
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Anyway. if you do get puzzled, just read Mel. Rawn.
None of this belongs to me. ~
After signing out in Professor McGonagall's office, Hermione walked quickly out of the school gates, trying to keep up with Joss.
"So, how are you finding Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.
"Its not bad." Joss said vaguely.
"What do you mean 'not bad'?" Hermione asked curiously. "Is there anything bothering you? Anything you don't understand?"
Joss's smile looked forced. "No."
"Problems, then?" Hermione said thoughtfully, "you do look a bit. distracted."
"I'm all right." Joss said shortly.
She placed a hand on his shoulder. "Look, I'm the Head Girl, its not like I'm going to hit on you or anything. Draco and I have noticed that you're undergoing a lot of- attention and I don't think you like it half as much as people say you do."
Joss grunted.
Hermione smiled, "if you DO have any problems, just asked me or Malfoy- or even Professor Dumbledore. I'm sure he'll willingly help you."
Seeing Joss was uncomfortable with the subject, Hermione veered off. "So, are you going to the dance at Beauxbatons?"
"Maybe."
Hermione sighed. She knew that he had capability for larger amounts of vocabulary then he was showing now- he was just not using it- or couldn't be bothered. Joss had displayed acidic humour in classes, the type that left people gaping.
"This is the Shrieking Shack." Hermione pointed to a small hut with no apparent entrance. "Then beyond that is Hogsmede."
Walking through the village, they found many 7th year students lounging around and window shopping, or sipping bottle of Butterbeer that they had bought.
"Hogsmede is the only entirely wizarding village in England, absolutely everyone in here has a magical or non human bloodline." Hermione said, feeling slightly like a teacher.
Joss nodded, looking curiously around.
"So, how did you end up in Hogwarts? The Witches' Weekly said you were getting married to Mirya Witte. They're a really famous wizarding family, you know." Hermione said.
"Mr and Mrs Rosivenor (it isn't spelt right! Its Sarra and Collan, by the way) helped me out-"
"The Rosivenors?" Hermione said, puzzled. "I never knew they had wizarding blood. They're my godparents."
"Really, they're nice." Joss said.
"I know." Hermione agreed, she hadn't seen her godparents for months years now.
Hermione felt people staring at Joss major time. She half wished she could look at him again and feel the impact of looking at him for the first time. The boy was MAJORLY cute.
"So, where do you want to go?"
~
A week later, Hermione sat doing her Transfiguration assignment (8 foot long scroll on the Transfigurations on humans) when Malfoy came in, looking annoyed.
"What's on?" Hermione asked, twirling her quill.
"Josselien. He got into another fight. But can you believe that sixth year- what was his name? Stephen, the one who fought him last time, defended him!"
"Friendship via war. That's nice." Hermione blew on her draft. "Who fought him this time?"
"Finnegan. Shows that you Gryffindors aren't entirely happy with your new housemate." Draco walked into the kitchen, and then came out with a plate of choc-chip cookies.
"That's just the boys. I think the girls are positively delighted." Hermione said absentmindedly. "So, where is Joss now?"
"Hospital Wing. Seamus managed to break his nose."
Hermione bolted up, looking horrified. "What?"
"Calm down. His nose should be all right again, I think."
~
The next day, that proved wrong. Joss's nose looked slightly broken. That, however, only made his other perfect features more enhanced.
Rumours flitted about that Joss actually asked Madam Pomfrey to just leave in broken. In fact, further rumours said that the boy was pleased that his nose was broken.
"That's crazy." Hermione said flatly after Padma related the news to her. She shot a derisive look at Joss. "Why would anyone like a broken nose?"
"I think I quite understand." Padma said thoughtfully, buttering a scone. "I actually pity Joss. I mean, if he compliments someone, that person would just take it that he was marvelling that someone could actually TRY to make himself or herself comparable to him. If he doesn't compliment anyone, people would take it that he was utterly full of it."
Hermione furrowed her brow. "Come again?"
"Good looks aren't all that grand." Padma concluded, nodding to the Gryffindor table, where girls were literally swooning in front of Joss. Joss, however, looked very uncomfortable.
"I figured that out ages ago." Hermione said, putting her cheek on the table.
"I think that broken nose gives him a more rugged touch. You know, daring?" Parvati said, strutting over to their table. "Guess what Joss gave to me?"
"A diamond engagement ring?" Padma teased.
"No. Look! A tissue!" Parvati held up her prize triumphantly.
"A tissue." Hermione said, looking unimpressed.
"Think about it this way." Parvati said, sighing. "Joss TOUCHED this tissue. He cared enough to give me a tissue!"
"Veree impressive." Drawled Malfoy, who just entered the Great Hall, he gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek and Parvati an incredulous look. "Did Pretty Boy propose to you?"
"No! Don't call him Pretty Boy. His name is Josselien." Parvati said heatedly.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "God, here we go again."
~
Over a few weeks, the excitement died down. Joss didn't choose anyone, or bed anyone. There was nothing to it. Joss didn't want any company.
Stephen and Joss became close friends, and could be often seen in the library poring over a book.
One night, Hermione and Malfoy went over to the library to find a book that the Head Girl/Boy library didn't have, and she saw them, working over their projects.
"Nice developments, Joss." Hermione said approvingly.
Joss smiled. "It helps to have a tutor."
Even though Joss was 18, he still wasn't 7th year standard, but he was a very good learner and learnt quickly.
"So, Joss, picked anyone yet?" Malfoy drawled, as Hermione shot him a death look.
"No, and am not intending on it." Joss said calmly.
"Really? Why not?"
"There's no point."
"Now, Draco. Let's GO." Hermione said pointedly. "I think we should leave them to the studies before you two launch into a mega verbal fight." She selected her book, and then took it up to Madam Pince to borrow it.
By the time she came back, the three boys were in a heated debate.
Hermione had to drag Draco away. "Sorry to disturb your studying, guys." She said, tugging Malfoy away. "Keep on it!"
~
OK. That was the world's most pointless chapter. But hey, the Beauxbatons Dance is in the next chappie! (I decided to speed things up a little).
Thanks for the reviews and keep on reviewing!!!!!
Wev~!
Thanks for reviewing, people ~!
Anyway. if you do get puzzled, just read Mel. Rawn.
None of this belongs to me. ~
After signing out in Professor McGonagall's office, Hermione walked quickly out of the school gates, trying to keep up with Joss.
"So, how are you finding Hogwarts?" Hermione asked.
"Its not bad." Joss said vaguely.
"What do you mean 'not bad'?" Hermione asked curiously. "Is there anything bothering you? Anything you don't understand?"
Joss's smile looked forced. "No."
"Problems, then?" Hermione said thoughtfully, "you do look a bit. distracted."
"I'm all right." Joss said shortly.
She placed a hand on his shoulder. "Look, I'm the Head Girl, its not like I'm going to hit on you or anything. Draco and I have noticed that you're undergoing a lot of- attention and I don't think you like it half as much as people say you do."
Joss grunted.
Hermione smiled, "if you DO have any problems, just asked me or Malfoy- or even Professor Dumbledore. I'm sure he'll willingly help you."
Seeing Joss was uncomfortable with the subject, Hermione veered off. "So, are you going to the dance at Beauxbatons?"
"Maybe."
Hermione sighed. She knew that he had capability for larger amounts of vocabulary then he was showing now- he was just not using it- or couldn't be bothered. Joss had displayed acidic humour in classes, the type that left people gaping.
"This is the Shrieking Shack." Hermione pointed to a small hut with no apparent entrance. "Then beyond that is Hogsmede."
Walking through the village, they found many 7th year students lounging around and window shopping, or sipping bottle of Butterbeer that they had bought.
"Hogsmede is the only entirely wizarding village in England, absolutely everyone in here has a magical or non human bloodline." Hermione said, feeling slightly like a teacher.
Joss nodded, looking curiously around.
"So, how did you end up in Hogwarts? The Witches' Weekly said you were getting married to Mirya Witte. They're a really famous wizarding family, you know." Hermione said.
"Mr and Mrs Rosivenor (it isn't spelt right! Its Sarra and Collan, by the way) helped me out-"
"The Rosivenors?" Hermione said, puzzled. "I never knew they had wizarding blood. They're my godparents."
"Really, they're nice." Joss said.
"I know." Hermione agreed, she hadn't seen her godparents for months years now.
Hermione felt people staring at Joss major time. She half wished she could look at him again and feel the impact of looking at him for the first time. The boy was MAJORLY cute.
"So, where do you want to go?"
~
A week later, Hermione sat doing her Transfiguration assignment (8 foot long scroll on the Transfigurations on humans) when Malfoy came in, looking annoyed.
"What's on?" Hermione asked, twirling her quill.
"Josselien. He got into another fight. But can you believe that sixth year- what was his name? Stephen, the one who fought him last time, defended him!"
"Friendship via war. That's nice." Hermione blew on her draft. "Who fought him this time?"
"Finnegan. Shows that you Gryffindors aren't entirely happy with your new housemate." Draco walked into the kitchen, and then came out with a plate of choc-chip cookies.
"That's just the boys. I think the girls are positively delighted." Hermione said absentmindedly. "So, where is Joss now?"
"Hospital Wing. Seamus managed to break his nose."
Hermione bolted up, looking horrified. "What?"
"Calm down. His nose should be all right again, I think."
~
The next day, that proved wrong. Joss's nose looked slightly broken. That, however, only made his other perfect features more enhanced.
Rumours flitted about that Joss actually asked Madam Pomfrey to just leave in broken. In fact, further rumours said that the boy was pleased that his nose was broken.
"That's crazy." Hermione said flatly after Padma related the news to her. She shot a derisive look at Joss. "Why would anyone like a broken nose?"
"I think I quite understand." Padma said thoughtfully, buttering a scone. "I actually pity Joss. I mean, if he compliments someone, that person would just take it that he was marvelling that someone could actually TRY to make himself or herself comparable to him. If he doesn't compliment anyone, people would take it that he was utterly full of it."
Hermione furrowed her brow. "Come again?"
"Good looks aren't all that grand." Padma concluded, nodding to the Gryffindor table, where girls were literally swooning in front of Joss. Joss, however, looked very uncomfortable.
"I figured that out ages ago." Hermione said, putting her cheek on the table.
"I think that broken nose gives him a more rugged touch. You know, daring?" Parvati said, strutting over to their table. "Guess what Joss gave to me?"
"A diamond engagement ring?" Padma teased.
"No. Look! A tissue!" Parvati held up her prize triumphantly.
"A tissue." Hermione said, looking unimpressed.
"Think about it this way." Parvati said, sighing. "Joss TOUCHED this tissue. He cared enough to give me a tissue!"
"Veree impressive." Drawled Malfoy, who just entered the Great Hall, he gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek and Parvati an incredulous look. "Did Pretty Boy propose to you?"
"No! Don't call him Pretty Boy. His name is Josselien." Parvati said heatedly.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "God, here we go again."
~
Over a few weeks, the excitement died down. Joss didn't choose anyone, or bed anyone. There was nothing to it. Joss didn't want any company.
Stephen and Joss became close friends, and could be often seen in the library poring over a book.
One night, Hermione and Malfoy went over to the library to find a book that the Head Girl/Boy library didn't have, and she saw them, working over their projects.
"Nice developments, Joss." Hermione said approvingly.
Joss smiled. "It helps to have a tutor."
Even though Joss was 18, he still wasn't 7th year standard, but he was a very good learner and learnt quickly.
"So, Joss, picked anyone yet?" Malfoy drawled, as Hermione shot him a death look.
"No, and am not intending on it." Joss said calmly.
"Really? Why not?"
"There's no point."
"Now, Draco. Let's GO." Hermione said pointedly. "I think we should leave them to the studies before you two launch into a mega verbal fight." She selected her book, and then took it up to Madam Pince to borrow it.
By the time she came back, the three boys were in a heated debate.
Hermione had to drag Draco away. "Sorry to disturb your studying, guys." She said, tugging Malfoy away. "Keep on it!"
~
OK. That was the world's most pointless chapter. But hey, the Beauxbatons Dance is in the next chappie! (I decided to speed things up a little).
Thanks for the reviews and keep on reviewing!!!!!
Wev~!