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~~ Maybe its just my memory or the fact that I haven't read the books in a while but can anyone clear this up for me? - In the movie Tom Riddle framed Hagrid because 'he didn't have a home to go to', then later he said 'did you expect me to keep my filthy muggle fathers name?' AND then in Goblet of Fire (I remember it) it said that 50 years ago, grownup Tom killed his parents then staged his own murder SO........ was Tom an orphan or not? Anywho on with the fic......
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Lavender took a deep breath, having finished telling Hermione of their plan to record (including singing and playing) something for Wizarding Wireless.
"Hermione, if we had someone who could sing as good as you we wouldn't need to use charms or anything! Charms could wear off halfway through a song and then we would look stupid! Can you PLEASE just record something with us?" Parvati pleaded and Hermione looked at her with skeptical eyes.
"I don't think so. I mean I am REALLY busy with NEWTS and Head Girl 'stuff' and I...." Hermione began and then looked at her friends, blushing. "Plus I really have never sung in front of people. What you guys saw is a one time performance!" She got up, still clutching her towel around her and started to walk to the bathroom; but Ginny jumped up and blocked the way. Momentarily all four girls had formed a barrier, preventing Hermione from taking another step. Hermione sighed in frustration.
"Ginny move! I need to get dressed" Hermione said loudly.
All four girls just looked at her beseechingly.
"Please Hermione just give us a chance! It wont take up to much of your time! We'd do it really quick during a Hogsmeade weekend" Lavender squeaked.
"Yeah and, if your shy, you wouldn't have to use your real name or anything" Sarah offered reassuringly but Hermione scoffed.
"How would it be useful if I didn't use my real name but you guys used yours. Then process of elimination would lead to me, no matter what name I used"
"Well" Lavender looked for agreement from the others, "none of us have to use our real names, I mean its not like well be famous or anything, its just something fun and cool to do you know?"
"No absolutely not! None of us knows anything about recording something!" Hermione contested.
"Its really easy. In Hogsmeade there's a dictaphone that would record us and we just send it in to Wizarding Wireless, without our real names, easy as that" Lavender snapped her fingers for effect.
"No one can even play instruments? How would you get to play the music?" Hermione was just being stubborn now. No way no how would she even sing in public or anything close to it.
"I can play guitar" Sarah piped up, a twinkle in her eye. Sarah grew up in a muggle house like Hermione had.
"And one of us could play the drums. Its not that hard, the beat would be easy to copy from the sheet" Parvati explained.
"NO!" Hermione said firmly, obviously trying to end the conversation and made another step towards Ginny, but Ginny refused to budge and just looked at her in the eye grinning.
"If you don't," Ginny said threateningly, "we can easily make it look like an anonymous Head Girl was sending awfully evident love letters to a certain brother of mine. Wed send them in the morning during mail, in the common room - everywhere" Ginny said emphatically on 'everywhere' and Hermione blushed crimson. The other three, eyebrows raised in surprise, silently praised Ginny's cunning.
"You know full well we could do it quite well" Ginny said.
Hermione scoffed, and tried her best to seem unimpressed. 'She didn't like Ron. He was her best friend. Why would it matter if anyone thought that she liked him? Of course her friends were awfully good at that sort of thing.....'
"So?" Hermione challenged.
"Oh really?" Ginny said and just waited patiently, refusing to let her strong hold on Hermione's eyes waver.
There was silence for a few moments before Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, blushing and fighting with her own conscious she finally forced a strained
"Oh alright!!" and stamped her foot angrily in defeat.
The other squealed and Ginny gave them a satisfied grin.
"Only on the conditions that no one uses there names, NO ONE finds out and you don't ask me to do it again!" Hermione fumed infuriated.
"Agreed" the others said in a content unison, and moved out of the way for Hermione to get into the bathroom muttering something under her breath about 'not like a bunch of amateurs would make it anyway' before slamming the door angrily in a huff.
The others high fived eachother and Ginny tried not to look too pleased as the others congratulated her for the strategy.
Five minutes later, the five girls sat at a table in the common room looking over the notes and lyrics. Hermione was actually slightly impressed with the knowledge of the whole process that Lavender had and smiled when she saw Lavenders poems turned into lyrics with the tune being hummed by a quiet voice.
"No we just have to fit in the words with the tune....." Parvati finished quietly and the others agreed.
"Its just the one song Lavender?" Sarah asked.
"He said if he liked what I did with this one he would put the other to lyrics as well" she said excitedly.
Hermione looking a little apprehensive that someone might here, got things rolling.
"So when then? Think we should practice first? Hogsmeade weekend next Sunday so...."
"...we could practice on Saturday morning?" Ginny suggested and the others agreed, but looked for Hermione's approval. After all Head Girl duties might hold her up on Saturday, but they knew she was free all Hogsmeade days.
"Yeah I guess, I have patrol on Sunday night though so we cant stay long at Hogsmeade" she conceded, then looked at her watch. "Its dinner and I'm starved. Talk about it later I guess" Ginny turned in time to see Harry and Ron come down the stairs from the dormitory and gave Hermione a look, she blushed and made to get up quickly. Lucky for her, the others didn't notice but when she met the two at the bottom of their stairs they gave her an inquisitive look about her flushed face, but chose to ignore it.
"Hey Hermione I see you got the mud off pretty well!" Harry teased and Hermione laughed, her blush lessening at the joke.
"Yeah I thought you would have had to use a scouring charm or something" Ron said airily and Hermione scoffed.
"Nope nothing of the sort. I'm starving so can we just go now?" Hermione said and in agreement the three of them started down to the Great Hall together. Just as they usually did, Hermione walked centre with Ron and Harry on either side of her, but tonight (maybe from Ginny's blackmail or maybe from her own feelings) Hermione couldn't help but sneak glances with her eyes at Ron. Each time she did so and blushed, when she saw his sparking blue eyes, his charming freckles, chiselled features..... 'God! Stop it Hermione! He - Is- Your- Best-Friend! Just push the thoughts out of your head!" she scolded herself, and blushing watched the floor the rest of the way to the Hall.
Unbeknownst to her Ron had been doing the same thing. Dreamily he viewed her long lashed, her chocolate eyes, her poutty lips - 'Wait poutty lips? Gah! Poutty was a sexy word. Hermione was NOT sexy! She was his best friend' Ron scolded, then furrowed his brows thinking.... 'but she sure looks hot in that skirt! Hot!? Hot is not a word I can associate with Hermione Granger. Think unsexy thoughts!', his mind pleaded and he closed his eyes. Another part of his mind raced, 'She's not just hot. She's compassionate, funny, and just too damn intelligent, drives me crazy that mind of hers' and then he groaned, earning him a funny look from Harry. Hermione was too busy keeping her own eyes downcast to notice. Offering Harry a feeble grin, he concentrated on walking again.
Trying to keep up the appearance of a clueless friend was becoming increasingly difficult for Harry. It was becoming laborious to deny the fact that something, indeed, was sparking between his two best friends. Something he would have to confront eventually. 'And you know what?' he thought, 'maybe it just wouldn't be such a bad thing. Get them out of their misery.' and he smirked, as he sat down to Gryffindor table, deciding something must be done.
Eh? Like it? Love it? I have the next chapter done I just have to type it up..... not until I get some feedback. LADY PRONGS YOUR AWESOME!
~~ Maybe its just my memory or the fact that I haven't read the books in a while but can anyone clear this up for me? - In the movie Tom Riddle framed Hagrid because 'he didn't have a home to go to', then later he said 'did you expect me to keep my filthy muggle fathers name?' AND then in Goblet of Fire (I remember it) it said that 50 years ago, grownup Tom killed his parents then staged his own murder SO........ was Tom an orphan or not? Anywho on with the fic......
Disclaimer: I wish
Lavender took a deep breath, having finished telling Hermione of their plan to record (including singing and playing) something for Wizarding Wireless.
"Hermione, if we had someone who could sing as good as you we wouldn't need to use charms or anything! Charms could wear off halfway through a song and then we would look stupid! Can you PLEASE just record something with us?" Parvati pleaded and Hermione looked at her with skeptical eyes.
"I don't think so. I mean I am REALLY busy with NEWTS and Head Girl 'stuff' and I...." Hermione began and then looked at her friends, blushing. "Plus I really have never sung in front of people. What you guys saw is a one time performance!" She got up, still clutching her towel around her and started to walk to the bathroom; but Ginny jumped up and blocked the way. Momentarily all four girls had formed a barrier, preventing Hermione from taking another step. Hermione sighed in frustration.
"Ginny move! I need to get dressed" Hermione said loudly.
All four girls just looked at her beseechingly.
"Please Hermione just give us a chance! It wont take up to much of your time! We'd do it really quick during a Hogsmeade weekend" Lavender squeaked.
"Yeah and, if your shy, you wouldn't have to use your real name or anything" Sarah offered reassuringly but Hermione scoffed.
"How would it be useful if I didn't use my real name but you guys used yours. Then process of elimination would lead to me, no matter what name I used"
"Well" Lavender looked for agreement from the others, "none of us have to use our real names, I mean its not like well be famous or anything, its just something fun and cool to do you know?"
"No absolutely not! None of us knows anything about recording something!" Hermione contested.
"Its really easy. In Hogsmeade there's a dictaphone that would record us and we just send it in to Wizarding Wireless, without our real names, easy as that" Lavender snapped her fingers for effect.
"No one can even play instruments? How would you get to play the music?" Hermione was just being stubborn now. No way no how would she even sing in public or anything close to it.
"I can play guitar" Sarah piped up, a twinkle in her eye. Sarah grew up in a muggle house like Hermione had.
"And one of us could play the drums. Its not that hard, the beat would be easy to copy from the sheet" Parvati explained.
"NO!" Hermione said firmly, obviously trying to end the conversation and made another step towards Ginny, but Ginny refused to budge and just looked at her in the eye grinning.
"If you don't," Ginny said threateningly, "we can easily make it look like an anonymous Head Girl was sending awfully evident love letters to a certain brother of mine. Wed send them in the morning during mail, in the common room - everywhere" Ginny said emphatically on 'everywhere' and Hermione blushed crimson. The other three, eyebrows raised in surprise, silently praised Ginny's cunning.
"You know full well we could do it quite well" Ginny said.
Hermione scoffed, and tried her best to seem unimpressed. 'She didn't like Ron. He was her best friend. Why would it matter if anyone thought that she liked him? Of course her friends were awfully good at that sort of thing.....'
"So?" Hermione challenged.
"Oh really?" Ginny said and just waited patiently, refusing to let her strong hold on Hermione's eyes waver.
There was silence for a few moments before Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, blushing and fighting with her own conscious she finally forced a strained
"Oh alright!!" and stamped her foot angrily in defeat.
The other squealed and Ginny gave them a satisfied grin.
"Only on the conditions that no one uses there names, NO ONE finds out and you don't ask me to do it again!" Hermione fumed infuriated.
"Agreed" the others said in a content unison, and moved out of the way for Hermione to get into the bathroom muttering something under her breath about 'not like a bunch of amateurs would make it anyway' before slamming the door angrily in a huff.
The others high fived eachother and Ginny tried not to look too pleased as the others congratulated her for the strategy.
Five minutes later, the five girls sat at a table in the common room looking over the notes and lyrics. Hermione was actually slightly impressed with the knowledge of the whole process that Lavender had and smiled when she saw Lavenders poems turned into lyrics with the tune being hummed by a quiet voice.
"No we just have to fit in the words with the tune....." Parvati finished quietly and the others agreed.
"Its just the one song Lavender?" Sarah asked.
"He said if he liked what I did with this one he would put the other to lyrics as well" she said excitedly.
Hermione looking a little apprehensive that someone might here, got things rolling.
"So when then? Think we should practice first? Hogsmeade weekend next Sunday so...."
"...we could practice on Saturday morning?" Ginny suggested and the others agreed, but looked for Hermione's approval. After all Head Girl duties might hold her up on Saturday, but they knew she was free all Hogsmeade days.
"Yeah I guess, I have patrol on Sunday night though so we cant stay long at Hogsmeade" she conceded, then looked at her watch. "Its dinner and I'm starved. Talk about it later I guess" Ginny turned in time to see Harry and Ron come down the stairs from the dormitory and gave Hermione a look, she blushed and made to get up quickly. Lucky for her, the others didn't notice but when she met the two at the bottom of their stairs they gave her an inquisitive look about her flushed face, but chose to ignore it.
"Hey Hermione I see you got the mud off pretty well!" Harry teased and Hermione laughed, her blush lessening at the joke.
"Yeah I thought you would have had to use a scouring charm or something" Ron said airily and Hermione scoffed.
"Nope nothing of the sort. I'm starving so can we just go now?" Hermione said and in agreement the three of them started down to the Great Hall together. Just as they usually did, Hermione walked centre with Ron and Harry on either side of her, but tonight (maybe from Ginny's blackmail or maybe from her own feelings) Hermione couldn't help but sneak glances with her eyes at Ron. Each time she did so and blushed, when she saw his sparking blue eyes, his charming freckles, chiselled features..... 'God! Stop it Hermione! He - Is- Your- Best-Friend! Just push the thoughts out of your head!" she scolded herself, and blushing watched the floor the rest of the way to the Hall.
Unbeknownst to her Ron had been doing the same thing. Dreamily he viewed her long lashed, her chocolate eyes, her poutty lips - 'Wait poutty lips? Gah! Poutty was a sexy word. Hermione was NOT sexy! She was his best friend' Ron scolded, then furrowed his brows thinking.... 'but she sure looks hot in that skirt! Hot!? Hot is not a word I can associate with Hermione Granger. Think unsexy thoughts!', his mind pleaded and he closed his eyes. Another part of his mind raced, 'She's not just hot. She's compassionate, funny, and just too damn intelligent, drives me crazy that mind of hers' and then he groaned, earning him a funny look from Harry. Hermione was too busy keeping her own eyes downcast to notice. Offering Harry a feeble grin, he concentrated on walking again.
Trying to keep up the appearance of a clueless friend was becoming increasingly difficult for Harry. It was becoming laborious to deny the fact that something, indeed, was sparking between his two best friends. Something he would have to confront eventually. 'And you know what?' he thought, 'maybe it just wouldn't be such a bad thing. Get them out of their misery.' and he smirked, as he sat down to Gryffindor table, deciding something must be done.
Eh? Like it? Love it? I have the next chapter done I just have to type it up..... not until I get some feedback. LADY PRONGS YOUR AWESOME!