Life.. or something like it.

summary: Hermione is a local reporter who works for the Daily Prophet. One day, she was asked to reported about the local citizen when she was predicted to die next week.

disclaimer: all the characters belong to J.K Rowling. (what else is new?) and the title/summary, I took it from the movie Life.. or something like it, starring my fav actress, Angelina Jolie. this fan fiction is actually based on the movie, accept with a little more sparks and flavors. read/review okay?.

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It was cool, breezy summer night as Hermione sat on a swing in her garden with her sister, Evelyn Granger.

"Hermi, do you always miss me when you're in Hogwarts?" Evelyn asked her as she pushed the swing slowly.

"Of course Eve. Well, not always. Why? Don't you miss me when you're in Cambridge?" Hermione asked her sister, pouting. Evelyn is a twenty years old law student of Cambridge University. Unlike Hermione, she's not a witch and she's the total opposite of Hermione. Evelyn is very pretty, tall and has straight blonde hair. She's a model back in high school. But she still loves Hermione just the same.

"Of course, silly!" Eve rolled her eyes and tickled Hermione. They laughed out loud until Geraldine Granger cleared her throat, "I believe both of you will miss your dinner if you don't hurry up. Oh, by the way, our new neighbor will be having their dinner with us too!" she beamed. "So clean up your hands and come inside will you?"

"Aye, aye mother, dear." they said in unison and laughed again. Geraldine rolled her eyes and went inside.

As Evelyn and Hermione went inside and wash their hand, they saw a glimpse of their new neighbor, hmm.. the parents, the little sister, the brother.. Hermione shrugged and went inside the kitchen. She bumped into Jacob Granger purposely, "Oops, sorry father. If only you keep your big.. er asteroid belt there in place," she motioned to her father's belly, "maybe I will stop bumping onto you" she joked. "Hermi, this is a natural process of ageing!" Jacob defenses himself. "Hermi, stop teasing your father." Geraldine warned. She herself couldn't suppressed a laugh.

Dinner went smoothly. Their guest, the Kerrigan's were an awesome bunch. Especially their eldest son, Sam. Hermione knew she was in love instantly after she was introduced. Sam have wavy ebony hair, clear blue eyes and a very interesting mole on his left side of his lips. So perfect! Unfortunately, she didn't notice that her sister felt the same way, too.

After dinner, Hermione was to cleared the table while Evelyn sent the guest back to the living room. Damn.. how lucky is Eve? As she finished putting the dirty dishes in the machine, the kitchen's door burst and Eve came in. She was smiling from ear to ear. "What's with the face?" Hermione asked Eve, curious. "Nah, just thinking about that guy.. Sam isn't it?" Hermione nodded. "Damn he's handsome!" Eve said and she started to daydreaming again.

Hermione just plastered a fake smile on her face. "Uh, I need to shower." she excused herself. "Yeah, you do that" Evelyn replied.

Two weeks later, Hermione and Evelyn was singing and dancing to the song 'Ain't No Mountain High' in Evelyn's room when the phone rang. Evelyn turned off the radio and picked up the phone. Hermione tidied Evelyn's room. How she like this room. It's so comfy and breathable. Unlike Evelyn, Hermione's more to rock-band chic. Her room is one big mess with posters such as Good Charlotte and more all over. Except at Hogwarts, she tried very hard to keep her room tidy. After all, she does have a reputation to keep.

The one thing Hermione never tells anyone about herself is that she wears glasses. She kept insisting that it doesn't go with her face. She went out of Evelyn's room when she heard her shrieked. She raced back to Evelyn's room, shocked "What just happened?" she asked, walking towards her sister. Evelyn hugged her "Sam asked me out to dinner this Sat!" she shrieked again while jumping up and down.

CRASH. CLUTTER. BANG. Hermione stood there, frozen like a statue as her heart broke into million pieces. Why do Eve always get the best things in life? she asked herself angrily. "So?" Hermione asked scornfully and walked out of the room.

"Hermi, you should be at least happy for me? Why the cold shoulder?" her sister asked, looking downright confused. That's it! I can't take it no more. She has everything I ever wanted in life. And now she got Sam!

"Don't you ever realised that YOU always got what I wanted?" Hermione glared coldly at her sister. "You're clever, pretty and famous. And what am I? All I wanted was Sam and now you spoiled everything by dating him. You're such a spoiled brat, you know that?" she yelled.

"Well, don't blame me. He was the one who asked me out. And you know what you are? You just an insufferable, know-it-all wannabe. Just because you're abnormal doesn't mean you have the right to yelled at me!" Evelyn yelled back.

"Too bad, I just did." Hermione said and stormed off to her own room while muttered something like bitch! and slammed the door.

"I heard that! You better take it back or else!" Evelyn shouted at Hermione door but her voice was drowned by the rock music Hermione was listening to.

When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates & the losers
Nothing's left to cling onto
You got to hold on yourself...

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A/N: So, how was it? I know this is supposed to be Draco/Hermione ficlet. I'm getting into that. After all, this is just the prologue. I'll only continue if you review. I mean, I need encouragement!! So review okay? And sorry if there's any grammatical errors. My bad! Have a nice day.. or evening!

~delilaMalfoy