Mwahaha, Harry Potter fic! *cackle* Slight Order of the Phoenix references, just in the very beginning. Nothing startling.
Don't worry, this is just the prologue. It's gunna go to Hermione's POV from now on, and it's gunna be a romance (of course) between Hermione and Ron... *giggle* And maybe I'll stick Harry/Draco in there... xDDD Or Remus/Sirius (my two favorite characters... ;-;)
Prologue:
Hermione, Harry, and Ron were returning to the common room after lunch. Ron was rambling on about Voldemort and how if it weren't for that stupid brain then he would have been much more help.
"And then it wrapped its slimy tentacles around me. What was I to do?" he added with an exaggerated sigh. "I was ready to beat You-Know-Who's a--"
"Ron!" Hermione interrupted before he could curse. "We all know perfectly well that you wouldn't even try to hurt Voldemort." She said the Dark Lord's name almost with pride since she could hear and say it now without even flinching. Ron, however, still shuddered. "Oh, grow up," she snapped at him. "It's just a name, it's not like mentioning it will bring him back."
"You don't know that!" defended Ron.
"I do, too! You're just a coward!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Other people don't say his name! Like the Death Eaters!" Ron had turned white, making his freckles even more vivid, yet his ears were starting to turn red.
"Well, Harry's been saying--" she stopped abruptly. Harry hadn't said a word since dinner ended.
Ron noticed, too. He looked around and, not seeing their third friend anywhere, asked, "Hey, where's Harry?"
"You were the one walking next to him, you should have noticed he left!"
"Me? I hardly pay attention to anything!" Ron said, defending himself quite differently now than before. "You should have noticed with those- those- inspecting eyes of yours!"
"Inspecting?" Hermione squeaked shrilly. "You should open your eyes more so you can at least notice when our friend is gone--"
"You're the one that STARTED the argument! If you had kept your mouth shut, then I wouldn't have been paying all my attention to YOU!" he shouted back, his whole face red now, matching his flaming hair.
"I started it?! You were the one-"
"CAN'T YOU TWO SHUT UP FOR JUST ONE SECOND?!" an exasperated voice hoarsely yelled from behind them.
They both whirled around to see Harry, positively steaming.
"Oh, Harry, there you are," Hermione said briskly. "We were wondering where you'd gone-"
"Yeah," interrupted Ron, which caused Hermione to glare at him, "where'd you go?"
Harry narrowed his eyes. "You two were not only giving me a headache," he began, narrowing his eyes darkly, "but embarrassing me as well." Their stomachs squirmed with guilt.
"Oh Harry, we're really quite sorry-" Hermione started.
"If you're quite done," he interrupted coldly, "I'd like to go to bed." He walked past them to the Fat Lady's portrait and, turning around, they saw that they were standing right in front of the entrance to the Gryffindor common room. They shared a look of confusion, wondering how they got there so quickly.
Harry muttered the password and scrambled in, marching straight up the stairs to the boy's dormitories.
He lay down on his bed immediately, without bothering to change or go under the covers, and pulled the drapes of the four poster bed around him.
A/N: That's it for now, I've already written most of the first chapter… tell me how to improve and stuff! The next chapter starts on the feelings so it will be much more interesting, this was just an argument used as the prologue. ^^ The first chapter starts with Hermione's feelings, then Harry's… and that's as far as I've gotten, but if you review, I'll write more!
