A/N: I don't find it neccesary to put a disclaimer on everychapter. It was
at the top of the very first page of the story, and that's good enough for
me. If you didn't read the first chapter, then what are you doing reading
the second one?
My story will have a point to it, I promise. I just haven't quite figured out where I'm going with it. I have some ideas, but I don't know yet just where it will end up. So if you have any ideas you would like to contribute, please feel free to do so, either in a review or through email. My address is rarachie@hotmail.com ... Thanks a bunch!
Chapter 2
It took all afternoon and nearly all evening for Hermione and her mother to finish cleaning out the guest room. They had to take out all the extra junk that had just been shoved in there (Mr. Granger had apparently decided it was a great place to keep all his "important" stuff that no one really saw as having any kind of significant value). Then they had to vaccume and dust. Next they had to haul in the extra bed, set it up, and make it. They changed the lightbulbs and made sure the book shelf was properly stocked. Finally, the room was finished at about 8:00, and the two women were so worn out that they had practically fallen asleep before hitting their pillows.
Hermione woke up early the next morning, around 7:00 (which really isn't all that early considering that she had gotten 11 hours of sleep the night before), feeling quite energized. She dressed in her favorite denim skirt and a form-fitting pink LEI tee. She wore her white flip flops and a toe ring on her left foot. Next she did her hair. She had gotten a hair straightener a few weeks ago, but hadn't had much time to use it before now. Her hair looked sleek and shiny, and not nearly so big now that it was straight. Her nails were painted a light pink color to match her shirt, as were her toenails. Hermione didn't know which Hogwarts boy would be staying at her house, but she wanted to make sure she looked great for whoever it was.
Around 9:00 Hermione was starting to get very impatient. She had already done everything she could think of to get ready, including eating breakfast twice, and she now had nothing to do but sit around and wait. She decided to call Charisma, even if her friend was probably still asleep.
Hermione picked up the phone and dialed the number that she knew by heart. Someone on the other end picked up after the third ring.
"Hello?"
"Risma! It's Mione. I didn't wake you up, did I?"
"No, I've been up for 20 minutes or so," Charisma replied.
"Good. I was afraid that you'd still be asleep, but I'm so bored! I'm hyper but I have nothing to do, and I needed somebody to talk to."
"Well, if you want I could come over and hang out with you..."
Hermione laughed. "You just want to be here in case the exchange student is cute!"
Charisma gave a loud gasp. "Mione, I can't believe you would think so little of me. I would never do that."
"Uh huh. Right"
"Okay, okay, you got me. That's part of it. But also, I really DO want to hang out. It's summer, and I want to take full advantage of you're being home."
"When can you be here?"
"Let's see, I have to get dressed, eat breakfast, fix my make-up and hair, brush my teeth, and walk all the way to your house. I'd say about ten minutes."
"You're crazy, you know that? Just make sure you get here soon. He's supposed to be here in at noon."
"Kay. Byes!"
Hermione hung up the phone. Charisma kept true to her word, managing to be in Hermione's living room in exactly ten minutes within hanging up the phone, slightly out of breath.
"I think that was the fastest I have ever gotten dressed. I forgot to use the loo though... mind if I use yours?"
"Go for it..."
In another few minutes the two girls were sitting on the couch in the living room once again. "This is so great!" Charisma said enthusiastically. "My parents would never let a teenage boy live with me. Who do you think it will be?"
"Well, it won't be Harry, he didn't sign up for the program." Hermione had told Charisma that it was a program for the students whose parents would be on vacation during the summer. It was the only thing she could think of that didn't envolve the word muggle. "But Ron is. I hope we get him! Any of the boys from my house wouldn't be too bad."
"What about the ones from the other houses?"
"Well, I suppose most of them wouldn't be so bad either. I have a feeling that this summer is going to be like no other."
Just then the doorbell rang. Hermione's eyes widened in surprise. "It's only 11:49! What's he doing here so early? He wasn't supposed to show up until noon."
"Chill Mione! Come on, let's go answer the door."
"Okay, okay."
Hermione stood up and headed toward the front door, Charisma in toe. Her parents came in from the kitchen and stood behind the two girls. Hermione took a deep breath, put on a perfect smile, and opened the front door. Her jaw dropped when she saw who was on the other side of the threshold. Hermione was right in her prediction, this summer was going to be like no other.
Because standing just one foot away from her was Draco Malfoy.
My story will have a point to it, I promise. I just haven't quite figured out where I'm going with it. I have some ideas, but I don't know yet just where it will end up. So if you have any ideas you would like to contribute, please feel free to do so, either in a review or through email. My address is rarachie@hotmail.com ... Thanks a bunch!
Chapter 2
It took all afternoon and nearly all evening for Hermione and her mother to finish cleaning out the guest room. They had to take out all the extra junk that had just been shoved in there (Mr. Granger had apparently decided it was a great place to keep all his "important" stuff that no one really saw as having any kind of significant value). Then they had to vaccume and dust. Next they had to haul in the extra bed, set it up, and make it. They changed the lightbulbs and made sure the book shelf was properly stocked. Finally, the room was finished at about 8:00, and the two women were so worn out that they had practically fallen asleep before hitting their pillows.
Hermione woke up early the next morning, around 7:00 (which really isn't all that early considering that she had gotten 11 hours of sleep the night before), feeling quite energized. She dressed in her favorite denim skirt and a form-fitting pink LEI tee. She wore her white flip flops and a toe ring on her left foot. Next she did her hair. She had gotten a hair straightener a few weeks ago, but hadn't had much time to use it before now. Her hair looked sleek and shiny, and not nearly so big now that it was straight. Her nails were painted a light pink color to match her shirt, as were her toenails. Hermione didn't know which Hogwarts boy would be staying at her house, but she wanted to make sure she looked great for whoever it was.
Around 9:00 Hermione was starting to get very impatient. She had already done everything she could think of to get ready, including eating breakfast twice, and she now had nothing to do but sit around and wait. She decided to call Charisma, even if her friend was probably still asleep.
Hermione picked up the phone and dialed the number that she knew by heart. Someone on the other end picked up after the third ring.
"Hello?"
"Risma! It's Mione. I didn't wake you up, did I?"
"No, I've been up for 20 minutes or so," Charisma replied.
"Good. I was afraid that you'd still be asleep, but I'm so bored! I'm hyper but I have nothing to do, and I needed somebody to talk to."
"Well, if you want I could come over and hang out with you..."
Hermione laughed. "You just want to be here in case the exchange student is cute!"
Charisma gave a loud gasp. "Mione, I can't believe you would think so little of me. I would never do that."
"Uh huh. Right"
"Okay, okay, you got me. That's part of it. But also, I really DO want to hang out. It's summer, and I want to take full advantage of you're being home."
"When can you be here?"
"Let's see, I have to get dressed, eat breakfast, fix my make-up and hair, brush my teeth, and walk all the way to your house. I'd say about ten minutes."
"You're crazy, you know that? Just make sure you get here soon. He's supposed to be here in at noon."
"Kay. Byes!"
Hermione hung up the phone. Charisma kept true to her word, managing to be in Hermione's living room in exactly ten minutes within hanging up the phone, slightly out of breath.
"I think that was the fastest I have ever gotten dressed. I forgot to use the loo though... mind if I use yours?"
"Go for it..."
In another few minutes the two girls were sitting on the couch in the living room once again. "This is so great!" Charisma said enthusiastically. "My parents would never let a teenage boy live with me. Who do you think it will be?"
"Well, it won't be Harry, he didn't sign up for the program." Hermione had told Charisma that it was a program for the students whose parents would be on vacation during the summer. It was the only thing she could think of that didn't envolve the word muggle. "But Ron is. I hope we get him! Any of the boys from my house wouldn't be too bad."
"What about the ones from the other houses?"
"Well, I suppose most of them wouldn't be so bad either. I have a feeling that this summer is going to be like no other."
Just then the doorbell rang. Hermione's eyes widened in surprise. "It's only 11:49! What's he doing here so early? He wasn't supposed to show up until noon."
"Chill Mione! Come on, let's go answer the door."
"Okay, okay."
Hermione stood up and headed toward the front door, Charisma in toe. Her parents came in from the kitchen and stood behind the two girls. Hermione took a deep breath, put on a perfect smile, and opened the front door. Her jaw dropped when she saw who was on the other side of the threshold. Hermione was right in her prediction, this summer was going to be like no other.
Because standing just one foot away from her was Draco Malfoy.
