My December
Disclaimer- I own nothing...of this story anyway. Just the plot and story line. This is my first HP fic. For all you fans it's an Oliver/Hermione fic. Got to love them. I love too many pairs just to let you know. It's set in year three. The characters, setting, basically anything you do recognize belongs to Ms. J.K Rowling, one of the greatest writers (to me anyway). The song belongs to Linkin Park! The best band in the world and my favorite band and song! Okay I'm done with that. Anyway...read and review. This might be a one-chapter story unless people ask me to continue it. Hermione might seem ooc cause I make anybody I like out to be a punk. It's kind of sad I think. Now on with the story.
This is my December.
This is my time of the year.
This is my December.
This is all so clear.
(Hermione's P.O.V)
I'm looking out my window in the girl's dormitory. It's snowing and is the middle of winter. December to be exact. This is my favorite time of year and my favorite month. Everything happens in December. Christmas, my birthday, school break, and a beautiful white powder covers the grounds to make it look like a beautiful winter wonderland. I'm listening to my favorite muggle song. It's called "My December." It's by Linkin Park one of my favorite music artists. I feel like they wrote this song for me sometimes. I'm listening to the lyrics and I start to cry as my mind wonders to another subject. Him.
This is my December.
This is my snow colored home.
This is my December.
This is me alone.
I don't know how, when, or why it started. Actually I do know when it started. It started in my first year when he first smiled at me while he was walking past me in the hall. His smile was so beautiful it made my heart melt and probably many other girls hearts too. Nobody knew or knows I like...no love him. I think Harry has a distinct feeling that I might have a crush on him, but he never asks me about it. I know Oliver had a suspicion I at the least liked him.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things I said.
To make you feel like that.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
He is the captain and keeper of the Gryffindor qudditch team. His name is Oliver Wood. People always joke around and say he thinks about nothing, but qudditch. That puts a sting in my side because if that is true he never thinks of me, which makes my heart start to break. Not that he would anyway I'm just a miss now-it-all. I don't know why I fell for someone who loves qudditch so much. I can hardly fly! I know nothing about qudditch!
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things that I said to you.
He doesn't know who I am. Hardly anybody does. I only know so much about him because Harry is on the qudditch team with him. I've only had a few encounters with him. We never really talked. What would we talk about! We have nothing in common. Now I know what they mean when they say opposites attract. Maybe it's because one can teach the other one something new.
And I'd give it all away.
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away.
To have someone to come home to.
I can see the qudditch field from here. My eyes are fixed on the goals which if it was a game or practice he would be defending. During qudditch season I would watch him and smile. Most of the time he wouldn't know that I was watching him until one day he told the team he thought that someone was watching them. He turned around on his broom and my eyes connected with his. He just smiled and told everyone that it was all right and I could watch.
This is my December.
These are my snow colored trees.
This is me pretending.
This is all I need.
I remember earlier this year during one of their games. It was pouring rain and Harry's glasses kept fogging up so he couldn't see the snitch. I came down and put a spell on Harry's glasses. Even though we lost Oliver was still happy and thankful. Everyone comes up to me and said that he looked like he could have kissed me. I still smile when people say that.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things I said.
To make you feel like that.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things that I said to you.
I heard him telling people that I was an angel...his angel to be exact about his words. A couple of days after they match he came up to me and hugged me. If I could have I would've choose to die right then and there in his arms. He's really strong from playing qudditch. He said thank you and I had to come to all the games no matter what. We would have had a real conversation if Marcus Flint hadn't started a confrontation. Being a Gryffindor he had to up and defend his pride.
And I'd give it all away.
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to.
I wander why I wasn't put into Ravenclaw. They are known for being really smart and people say I am the smartest person in school next to Ron's brother Percy. Being in Gryffindor means you are known for your courage. I have known of that. I am scared of how I feel. Well it isn't as weird as Neville getting put in Gryffindor as well. (a.n- no offence to Neville! He's the cutest little thing I've ever seen. Oh god! How do I get from being in love with Sean Biggerstaff and Chester Bennington to liking the boy who plays Neville? That Night Quill I just took is really starting to sink in!)
This is my December.
This is my time of the year.
This is my December.
This is all so clear.
On with how my courage failed. It happened just two days ago on the first day of Christmas break. I was walking down the hall oblivious to everything when a pair of strong arms grabbed me and pulled me around the corner into the trophy room. A hand was clasped over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. I turned around and there he was standing in front of me smiling. His warm brown eyes were looking down on me. Then he asked me. He asked me if I liked him. I stared at him dumbfounded. How could he have known? I told him that he was a very nice guy. That wasn't the answer he was looking for because he looked down with I hurt look in his eyes. As quickly as he look down he looked up and smiled and said thank you and walked away.
And I'd give it all away...
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away....
To have someone to come home to.
I found out later why he asked me this. Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny had little crushes on him. Not as deep as my love for him. They decided to go up to him to make small talk. They didn't know what to say so one of them blurted out that someone liked him. He asked them who it was and my name was the first name that popped into their head not knowing my love for him. They told me when they said that to him his face lit up and there was a happy gleam in his eyes. Maybe he had liked me too. I know wish I told him of my feelings for him. Now it's too late and I can't erase the past. All I can do is hope the future is better. When I walked into the common room he was sitting in a chair looking intensely into the fire. When he heard me walk in he looked up at me. I could see all the hurt in his eyes. I'm not sure if it was from me or not. He quickly looked away back into the fire. I ran upstairs into the girl's dormitory and hit play on my stereo. He doesn't know this after all he's just a keeper. A keeper of the qudditch goals and the keeper of my heart.
And I'd give it all away...
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away....
To have someone to come home to.
a.n- go ahead flame me. See if I care. I know it's sad and it sucked. It's my first story and songfic. Sorry if I made any spelling mistakes. Ask in a review if you want more chapters or email me if you'd like. My email is SeanB_Gurl@hotmail.com.
Disclaimer- I own nothing...of this story anyway. Just the plot and story line. This is my first HP fic. For all you fans it's an Oliver/Hermione fic. Got to love them. I love too many pairs just to let you know. It's set in year three. The characters, setting, basically anything you do recognize belongs to Ms. J.K Rowling, one of the greatest writers (to me anyway). The song belongs to Linkin Park! The best band in the world and my favorite band and song! Okay I'm done with that. Anyway...read and review. This might be a one-chapter story unless people ask me to continue it. Hermione might seem ooc cause I make anybody I like out to be a punk. It's kind of sad I think. Now on with the story.
This is my December.
This is my time of the year.
This is my December.
This is all so clear.
(Hermione's P.O.V)
I'm looking out my window in the girl's dormitory. It's snowing and is the middle of winter. December to be exact. This is my favorite time of year and my favorite month. Everything happens in December. Christmas, my birthday, school break, and a beautiful white powder covers the grounds to make it look like a beautiful winter wonderland. I'm listening to my favorite muggle song. It's called "My December." It's by Linkin Park one of my favorite music artists. I feel like they wrote this song for me sometimes. I'm listening to the lyrics and I start to cry as my mind wonders to another subject. Him.
This is my December.
This is my snow colored home.
This is my December.
This is me alone.
I don't know how, when, or why it started. Actually I do know when it started. It started in my first year when he first smiled at me while he was walking past me in the hall. His smile was so beautiful it made my heart melt and probably many other girls hearts too. Nobody knew or knows I like...no love him. I think Harry has a distinct feeling that I might have a crush on him, but he never asks me about it. I know Oliver had a suspicion I at the least liked him.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things I said.
To make you feel like that.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
He is the captain and keeper of the Gryffindor qudditch team. His name is Oliver Wood. People always joke around and say he thinks about nothing, but qudditch. That puts a sting in my side because if that is true he never thinks of me, which makes my heart start to break. Not that he would anyway I'm just a miss now-it-all. I don't know why I fell for someone who loves qudditch so much. I can hardly fly! I know nothing about qudditch!
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things that I said to you.
He doesn't know who I am. Hardly anybody does. I only know so much about him because Harry is on the qudditch team with him. I've only had a few encounters with him. We never really talked. What would we talk about! We have nothing in common. Now I know what they mean when they say opposites attract. Maybe it's because one can teach the other one something new.
And I'd give it all away.
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away.
To have someone to come home to.
I can see the qudditch field from here. My eyes are fixed on the goals which if it was a game or practice he would be defending. During qudditch season I would watch him and smile. Most of the time he wouldn't know that I was watching him until one day he told the team he thought that someone was watching them. He turned around on his broom and my eyes connected with his. He just smiled and told everyone that it was all right and I could watch.
This is my December.
These are my snow colored trees.
This is me pretending.
This is all I need.
I remember earlier this year during one of their games. It was pouring rain and Harry's glasses kept fogging up so he couldn't see the snitch. I came down and put a spell on Harry's glasses. Even though we lost Oliver was still happy and thankful. Everyone comes up to me and said that he looked like he could have kissed me. I still smile when people say that.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things I said.
To make you feel like that.
And I...
Just wish that I didn't feel.
Like there was something I missed.
And I...
Take back all the things that I said to you.
I heard him telling people that I was an angel...his angel to be exact about his words. A couple of days after they match he came up to me and hugged me. If I could have I would've choose to die right then and there in his arms. He's really strong from playing qudditch. He said thank you and I had to come to all the games no matter what. We would have had a real conversation if Marcus Flint hadn't started a confrontation. Being a Gryffindor he had to up and defend his pride.
And I'd give it all away.
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to.
I wander why I wasn't put into Ravenclaw. They are known for being really smart and people say I am the smartest person in school next to Ron's brother Percy. Being in Gryffindor means you are known for your courage. I have known of that. I am scared of how I feel. Well it isn't as weird as Neville getting put in Gryffindor as well. (a.n- no offence to Neville! He's the cutest little thing I've ever seen. Oh god! How do I get from being in love with Sean Biggerstaff and Chester Bennington to liking the boy who plays Neville? That Night Quill I just took is really starting to sink in!)
This is my December.
This is my time of the year.
This is my December.
This is all so clear.
On with how my courage failed. It happened just two days ago on the first day of Christmas break. I was walking down the hall oblivious to everything when a pair of strong arms grabbed me and pulled me around the corner into the trophy room. A hand was clasped over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. I turned around and there he was standing in front of me smiling. His warm brown eyes were looking down on me. Then he asked me. He asked me if I liked him. I stared at him dumbfounded. How could he have known? I told him that he was a very nice guy. That wasn't the answer he was looking for because he looked down with I hurt look in his eyes. As quickly as he look down he looked up and smiled and said thank you and walked away.
And I'd give it all away...
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away....
To have someone to come home to.
I found out later why he asked me this. Lavender, Parvati, and Ginny had little crushes on him. Not as deep as my love for him. They decided to go up to him to make small talk. They didn't know what to say so one of them blurted out that someone liked him. He asked them who it was and my name was the first name that popped into their head not knowing my love for him. They told me when they said that to him his face lit up and there was a happy gleam in his eyes. Maybe he had liked me too. I know wish I told him of my feelings for him. Now it's too late and I can't erase the past. All I can do is hope the future is better. When I walked into the common room he was sitting in a chair looking intensely into the fire. When he heard me walk in he looked up at me. I could see all the hurt in his eyes. I'm not sure if it was from me or not. He quickly looked away back into the fire. I ran upstairs into the girl's dormitory and hit play on my stereo. He doesn't know this after all he's just a keeper. A keeper of the qudditch goals and the keeper of my heart.
And I'd give it all away...
Just to have somewhere to go to.
Give it all away....
To have someone to come home to.
a.n- go ahead flame me. See if I care. I know it's sad and it sucked. It's my first story and songfic. Sorry if I made any spelling mistakes. Ask in a review if you want more chapters or email me if you'd like. My email is SeanB_Gurl@hotmail.com.
