Hi guys! As this is my first Harry Potter fic, please be kind and review?
Please? Pretty peas with sugar on top? I have no idea where this is going,
so ideas will be appreciated! Thanks! Now on with the show:
Chapter one: Pretty like drugs
Ron stumbled wearily through the common room that evening. Snape had kept him for hours, cataloguing all his new potions ingredients. Yuk.
His frown grew to a smile as he saw Hermione sleeping soundly on the sofa, curled up with *Hogwarts a history*. He gently lifted her from the sofa, and headed towards the Girls dormitories.
Once Hermione was safely in the comfort of her own bed, Ron headed back down to the common room once again.
He silently dug into the pocket of his robes and pulled out a small silver tin. He opened it a peered nervously in at the contents.
It had been so long since he had done this, but he really needed to calm down and relax. He dug into the pocket of his school trousers and produced a lighter.
He opened the small window of the common room, shaking slightly. He sat on the edge of the sofa, and realized Hermione's book was still there.
He picked it up, and was surprised as another book fell out of it. He read the cover and almost dropped it in terror.
Its fully black cover, seemed to radiate evil, and the red words engraved on the cover seemed only to intensify it.
Ron wondered what in Merlin's name Hermione was doing reading a book called *the darkest magick*
Now he really needed to calm down. He carefully replaced the books, just as he had found them, so Hermione need not know he was ever there.
He went to the window and opened his tin, and drew out his first taste of the drug that evening..
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Ron peered around him, he had no idea where he was or how he got there, but he was dressed in the dress robes he had worn for the Yule ball last Christmas.
He was at the Yule ball from last Christmas!
He walked in through the huge doors to the great hall. Everyone was looking at him. The music that had been playing had stopped.
Hermione and Krum approached him, arm in arm. Krum looking very pleased with himself, Hermione looking angrily at him.
" What on earth did you think you were doing kissing me earlier!?" she screamed at him.
" I thought you were my girlfriend," he replied weakly.
"Where the hell did you get that idea! I love Krum! Why would I be with you, you're a pathetic excuse for a wizard! Go and cry to your poor family!" she screamed before turning on her heel and walking away, dragging Krum behind her.
Ron could only stand there, the things she had just said, that wasn't his Hermione! This had to be some kind of trick!
Next Harry approached him.
"Wake up Ron!" he yelled.
Ron awoke with a start, to find Harry looking worriedly over at him. Ron sighed in relief, it was all just a dream. But there was still someone he needed to talk to.
"Hey Ron, why'd you fall asleep on the sofa dude?" Harry asked, Ron only gulped.
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Ron followed quietly behind Hermione as she walked into the great hall, a little late, as she had just finished one of her weird extra classes that she did.
Just before she reached that great hall, he grabbed her, placing a hand over her mouth and dragged her into the store room, to her left.
"Lumos!" he whispered, and the little room lit up.
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing her arms around him, " I'm so glad its you! I thought you were going to beat me up or something!"
She pulled away realising what she had just done. "So, why did you drag me in here?"
"Has Krum asked you to the Yule ball yet?" Ron said kind of rushed.
"Err.no. why?" she answered puzzled, but on the inside she was tingling with excitement.
Ron only mumbled a reply.
"What was that?" Hermione asked in what she hoped was a normal voice.
"Please don't make me say it again?" Ron pleaded, giving her the puppy dog eyes.
"No really, I didn't hear you," Hermione said. Her fingers crossed behind her back.
"Would you like to go to the ball with me?" he asked again, flushing the same colour as his hair and bobbing his head down.
"Of course I will!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing her arms around him in a bone crushing hug, which, after he had gotten over the shock of her reply, happily returned.
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Ron sat in history of magic thinking to himself about the events of last night, and this morning.
It didn't seem real that he had found that book of Hermione's. She must have been researching something, he tried to reason with himself.
But what had gotten to him was that when he woke up the next morning, both books were gone.
He still didn't believe that Hermione had said yes to him though, it was all his dreams come true, well except the parts about marrying her, being head boy and being minister of magic, but well, there was still time wasn't there?
*not if carry on the way your going* the voice in his head whispered.
Suddenly it hit him, Hermione would never come near him again if she thought that he was a cannabis addict!
So he decided, right there and then to quit, once he had finished off his current stash. But who knew how much trouble that could get him into...
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Review and tell me how much you hate this, how much I should change it and what should happen next! I will try and update again before the weekend for any kind person who is nice enough to Read and Review! Thank you, and goodnight!
Chapter one: Pretty like drugs
Ron stumbled wearily through the common room that evening. Snape had kept him for hours, cataloguing all his new potions ingredients. Yuk.
His frown grew to a smile as he saw Hermione sleeping soundly on the sofa, curled up with *Hogwarts a history*. He gently lifted her from the sofa, and headed towards the Girls dormitories.
Once Hermione was safely in the comfort of her own bed, Ron headed back down to the common room once again.
He silently dug into the pocket of his robes and pulled out a small silver tin. He opened it a peered nervously in at the contents.
It had been so long since he had done this, but he really needed to calm down and relax. He dug into the pocket of his school trousers and produced a lighter.
He opened the small window of the common room, shaking slightly. He sat on the edge of the sofa, and realized Hermione's book was still there.
He picked it up, and was surprised as another book fell out of it. He read the cover and almost dropped it in terror.
Its fully black cover, seemed to radiate evil, and the red words engraved on the cover seemed only to intensify it.
Ron wondered what in Merlin's name Hermione was doing reading a book called *the darkest magick*
Now he really needed to calm down. He carefully replaced the books, just as he had found them, so Hermione need not know he was ever there.
He went to the window and opened his tin, and drew out his first taste of the drug that evening..
**************************************************************************** *
Ron peered around him, he had no idea where he was or how he got there, but he was dressed in the dress robes he had worn for the Yule ball last Christmas.
He was at the Yule ball from last Christmas!
He walked in through the huge doors to the great hall. Everyone was looking at him. The music that had been playing had stopped.
Hermione and Krum approached him, arm in arm. Krum looking very pleased with himself, Hermione looking angrily at him.
" What on earth did you think you were doing kissing me earlier!?" she screamed at him.
" I thought you were my girlfriend," he replied weakly.
"Where the hell did you get that idea! I love Krum! Why would I be with you, you're a pathetic excuse for a wizard! Go and cry to your poor family!" she screamed before turning on her heel and walking away, dragging Krum behind her.
Ron could only stand there, the things she had just said, that wasn't his Hermione! This had to be some kind of trick!
Next Harry approached him.
"Wake up Ron!" he yelled.
Ron awoke with a start, to find Harry looking worriedly over at him. Ron sighed in relief, it was all just a dream. But there was still someone he needed to talk to.
"Hey Ron, why'd you fall asleep on the sofa dude?" Harry asked, Ron only gulped.
**************************************************************************** *******
Ron followed quietly behind Hermione as she walked into the great hall, a little late, as she had just finished one of her weird extra classes that she did.
Just before she reached that great hall, he grabbed her, placing a hand over her mouth and dragged her into the store room, to her left.
"Lumos!" he whispered, and the little room lit up.
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing her arms around him, " I'm so glad its you! I thought you were going to beat me up or something!"
She pulled away realising what she had just done. "So, why did you drag me in here?"
"Has Krum asked you to the Yule ball yet?" Ron said kind of rushed.
"Err.no. why?" she answered puzzled, but on the inside she was tingling with excitement.
Ron only mumbled a reply.
"What was that?" Hermione asked in what she hoped was a normal voice.
"Please don't make me say it again?" Ron pleaded, giving her the puppy dog eyes.
"No really, I didn't hear you," Hermione said. Her fingers crossed behind her back.
"Would you like to go to the ball with me?" he asked again, flushing the same colour as his hair and bobbing his head down.
"Of course I will!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing her arms around him in a bone crushing hug, which, after he had gotten over the shock of her reply, happily returned.
**************************************************************************** *******
Ron sat in history of magic thinking to himself about the events of last night, and this morning.
It didn't seem real that he had found that book of Hermione's. She must have been researching something, he tried to reason with himself.
But what had gotten to him was that when he woke up the next morning, both books were gone.
He still didn't believe that Hermione had said yes to him though, it was all his dreams come true, well except the parts about marrying her, being head boy and being minister of magic, but well, there was still time wasn't there?
*not if carry on the way your going* the voice in his head whispered.
Suddenly it hit him, Hermione would never come near him again if she thought that he was a cannabis addict!
So he decided, right there and then to quit, once he had finished off his current stash. But who knew how much trouble that could get him into...
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Review and tell me how much you hate this, how much I should change it and what should happen next! I will try and update again before the weekend for any kind person who is nice enough to Read and Review! Thank you, and goodnight!
