Important: read disclaimer, genre, rating, pairing, and advertence (for
fem. slash) in chapter 1. Still, they aren't mine, bla bla.
Title: Hermione's Downfall!
Chapter 2 --^.^.^. In which we discover Hermione isn't good at Gambling .^.^.^--
Ginny Weasley screamed softly. Well, she had actually muttered a set of
swear words to herself, which you really shouldn't know. She had also been in the game, but she didn't feel any itsy-bitsy-tiny-weeny bit of happiness. She was aching all over, and there was one big already black bruise in her back. And to make matters worse, she was trying to write in the solitude of her room. A room that was now full of kids jumping on the beds, or eating in them. Or eating them?!?!? Ginny drew her gaze away from the little kid that was biting a pillow. Good thing that pillow wasn't hers, if not the little Hufflepuff kid would be asphyxiated by it, or forced to gulp it down. Well, that's what happened in Ginny's dreams, where she was the confident redheaded girl, hot-tempered as her brothers. Instead, she decided to be her normal shy-self and leave her room to wander around.
Outside the girl's chambers, mischief was worse. She just shocked his head in annoyance and decided to pick up a bottle of Butterbeer for herself before leaving Gryffindor's common room. She scanned the room for a full bottle, and finally found one, near Hermione. Near a Hermione that was slumped near the window, looking out with a faraway look. Ginny's frown turned to a rather evil-smile. *He he he. might as well torment her a lil'* were Ginny's thoughts as she moved to stand right behind the girl, and began tickling her. However Hermione didn't react. Just turned, stared at her with vacant eyes and went back to her original position. Now Ginny's evil-smile faded.
"Hey, Herm'," that was what Ginny called her. "You 'kay?" Not even bothering for an answer, Ginny sat besides her friend. After some silence in which Ginny just stared at the profile of the older girl wondering what was afflicting her, Hermione moved, whipped her red- eyes and turned to face Ginny while putting a weak smile to her lips. "Hi Gin" "Miss Gragner, would you care explain yourself?" said Ginny in a very good personification of Snape that was rewarded by making Hermione's smile a bit bigger. "Nothin' Gin.." "C'mon! You wouldn't be like that over nothing, Herm" Ginny tried to look sympathetic with the other girl. But she still didn't answer. "Okay. so I'll guess, Kay? Lesse. It's Draco Malfoy; you're sad 'coz he lost the game and you don't like to see his marvelous face pouting" said Ginny smiling at the reaction of her friend. Hermione was now really smiling, though her eyes still reflected a great deal of sadness. "So it's not? Perhaps you. flunked Trelawney's class?" It was not what had happened, but almost hit the mark. Hermione's eye started to water and she turned again to face at the window. Ginny started to panic "You flunked? But Hermione your still top student and you.." "No Gin, I didn't flunk. Just that a Ravenclaw student outmatched my grades" "Oh Herm. but that's awful. do you want me to make it look as an accident?" said Ginny while cracking her fingers, in a "mad & evil gangster" way. Hermione smiled again through the tears. "Com'n. I'll help you study. Hey! Don't laugh that hard, I may be a year less than you but any help helps!" said Ginny flashing a grin. "S'okay Gin, I really appreciate it." "Hey Herm. let's get outa here. we'll go get some snack, kay?" said Ginny while getting up. The room's euphoric mood just wouldn't help to make a drained Hermione feel better.
They started walking quietly through the passage ways, Ginny wracking her brain trying to think of something funny to make Hermione's sadness less. But Hermione's words interrupted her.
"Gin. what am I good at?" said Hermione who had been left a little behind by the thinking Ginny. "But Herm! Don't ask that.. You're good at lots of things. your smart. and." Ginny realized her words weren't helping. "Okay, I understand. You don't see yourself as smart right in this moment, Herm, but surely you can do other things. Like. like. writing?" Ginny quickly suggested. "I'm not the one whose good at writing, Gin; it's you" Ginny blushed a lil' bit. "Okay. so, how about flying?" "You know I suck! I hate heights" answered Hermione. "Painting?" Hermione smiled, "I always end up with more paint in myself than in the drawing" "Running" "Nop" "Music" "Nop" "Gambling" "Definitely No!" "Beating Malfoy" Hermione didn't answer, just smiled. Good thing they had arrived the entrance of the Kitchen's, because activities were running out of Ginny's mind. Suddenly, one occurred to her: "Cooking!" Hermione stared at Ginny. "Cooking? I don't know. I've never tried" "Better late than never, huh?" said Ginny, smiling and handing a newly appropriated apron to Hermione.
..TBC
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Author Notes!
Sorry for not having updated so long.. I don't have an excuse like I was dying, but. better late than never, huh? Jeje
Anyways thanks to those who reviewed: Fan, Julie, Yu, the Marauder's Legacy, Jamie Anderson, Carlos Alonso, Dario, omar & Juanillo
And of course to my betaaaaa VALAAAAAR ^^ who was responsible and betaed this very quickly (not like me . .)
Still, thanks, leave review
Title: Hermione's Downfall!
Chapter 2 --^.^.^. In which we discover Hermione isn't good at Gambling .^.^.^--
Ginny Weasley screamed softly. Well, she had actually muttered a set of
swear words to herself, which you really shouldn't know. She had also been in the game, but she didn't feel any itsy-bitsy-tiny-weeny bit of happiness. She was aching all over, and there was one big already black bruise in her back. And to make matters worse, she was trying to write in the solitude of her room. A room that was now full of kids jumping on the beds, or eating in them. Or eating them?!?!? Ginny drew her gaze away from the little kid that was biting a pillow. Good thing that pillow wasn't hers, if not the little Hufflepuff kid would be asphyxiated by it, or forced to gulp it down. Well, that's what happened in Ginny's dreams, where she was the confident redheaded girl, hot-tempered as her brothers. Instead, she decided to be her normal shy-self and leave her room to wander around.
Outside the girl's chambers, mischief was worse. She just shocked his head in annoyance and decided to pick up a bottle of Butterbeer for herself before leaving Gryffindor's common room. She scanned the room for a full bottle, and finally found one, near Hermione. Near a Hermione that was slumped near the window, looking out with a faraway look. Ginny's frown turned to a rather evil-smile. *He he he. might as well torment her a lil'* were Ginny's thoughts as she moved to stand right behind the girl, and began tickling her. However Hermione didn't react. Just turned, stared at her with vacant eyes and went back to her original position. Now Ginny's evil-smile faded.
"Hey, Herm'," that was what Ginny called her. "You 'kay?" Not even bothering for an answer, Ginny sat besides her friend. After some silence in which Ginny just stared at the profile of the older girl wondering what was afflicting her, Hermione moved, whipped her red- eyes and turned to face Ginny while putting a weak smile to her lips. "Hi Gin" "Miss Gragner, would you care explain yourself?" said Ginny in a very good personification of Snape that was rewarded by making Hermione's smile a bit bigger. "Nothin' Gin.." "C'mon! You wouldn't be like that over nothing, Herm" Ginny tried to look sympathetic with the other girl. But she still didn't answer. "Okay. so I'll guess, Kay? Lesse. It's Draco Malfoy; you're sad 'coz he lost the game and you don't like to see his marvelous face pouting" said Ginny smiling at the reaction of her friend. Hermione was now really smiling, though her eyes still reflected a great deal of sadness. "So it's not? Perhaps you. flunked Trelawney's class?" It was not what had happened, but almost hit the mark. Hermione's eye started to water and she turned again to face at the window. Ginny started to panic "You flunked? But Hermione your still top student and you.." "No Gin, I didn't flunk. Just that a Ravenclaw student outmatched my grades" "Oh Herm. but that's awful. do you want me to make it look as an accident?" said Ginny while cracking her fingers, in a "mad & evil gangster" way. Hermione smiled again through the tears. "Com'n. I'll help you study. Hey! Don't laugh that hard, I may be a year less than you but any help helps!" said Ginny flashing a grin. "S'okay Gin, I really appreciate it." "Hey Herm. let's get outa here. we'll go get some snack, kay?" said Ginny while getting up. The room's euphoric mood just wouldn't help to make a drained Hermione feel better.
They started walking quietly through the passage ways, Ginny wracking her brain trying to think of something funny to make Hermione's sadness less. But Hermione's words interrupted her.
"Gin. what am I good at?" said Hermione who had been left a little behind by the thinking Ginny. "But Herm! Don't ask that.. You're good at lots of things. your smart. and." Ginny realized her words weren't helping. "Okay, I understand. You don't see yourself as smart right in this moment, Herm, but surely you can do other things. Like. like. writing?" Ginny quickly suggested. "I'm not the one whose good at writing, Gin; it's you" Ginny blushed a lil' bit. "Okay. so, how about flying?" "You know I suck! I hate heights" answered Hermione. "Painting?" Hermione smiled, "I always end up with more paint in myself than in the drawing" "Running" "Nop" "Music" "Nop" "Gambling" "Definitely No!" "Beating Malfoy" Hermione didn't answer, just smiled. Good thing they had arrived the entrance of the Kitchen's, because activities were running out of Ginny's mind. Suddenly, one occurred to her: "Cooking!" Hermione stared at Ginny. "Cooking? I don't know. I've never tried" "Better late than never, huh?" said Ginny, smiling and handing a newly appropriated apron to Hermione.
..TBC
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Author Notes!
Sorry for not having updated so long.. I don't have an excuse like I was dying, but. better late than never, huh? Jeje
Anyways thanks to those who reviewed: Fan, Julie, Yu, the Marauder's Legacy, Jamie Anderson, Carlos Alonso, Dario, omar & Juanillo
And of course to my betaaaaa VALAAAAAR ^^ who was responsible and betaed this very quickly (not like me . .)
Still, thanks, leave review
