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I woke up the next morning due to the fact that Lavender was jumping on my bed. Not the best way to wake up on a Saturday, let me tell you. Especially at 6:45am. I groaned and tried to turn over and make her get off but to no avail.
"Geroff Lavender." I mumbled to the lump sitting on my stomach.
"Nope! Not until you get up sleepy head!" She said giggling like a maniac.
I can tell you now, that Lavender, Parvati and I have never been close friends. They only acted like this towards each other, not me. So naturally I was intrigued.
"Alright alright, I'm up. Now what on earth do you want?" I said making a point that she had woken me up. Apparently she didn't notice.
"You got a package."
A package? Was she kidding me? She woke me up because of a package? Urgh.
"So?" I asked clearly annoyed now. Still she didn't notice. You have to be subtle with this one.
"It can wait Lavender, I'm sleeping here. If you're so excited, open it yourself."
"We tried but it's specially sealed. It won't open unless you open it."
I sat up straighter at that. They'd been trying to read my mail! There are some things I can take but reading other people's mail isn't one of them. I looked at the two of them really annoyed now and grabbed the package out of Lavenders hand. It was a small rectangle shaped box, wrapped in pink tissue paper with hearts on it. I opened the card attached to it and read:
Dearest Hermione,
I saw this and thought it would be perfect for you. No really. Actually, this is just for the benefit of your oh-so charming dormitory buddies. I thought that if you received a "gift' from me that they would think it was "so romantic" and hopefully would talk about it at breakfast and make a big deal out of it.hint hint to cause a few problems with a certain red-haired person. I'm guessing they're going to want to know what this card says so you might want to charm a poem onto it or something.
Your wrapped-around-your-little-finger friend,
Harry.
I smiled to myself rather than laughing because it would have looked strange. I opened the box, intrigued even further by what he had gotten me. I laughed as I pulled out a box of chocolate frogs that had sweet romantic messages written on the cards enclosed with them. Usually they would have been wizarding cards but Harry had come up with this. I made a mental note to thank him later. I was just settling back down under my covers when they were whipped off me and Lavender pulled me to my feet and threw my clothes at me.
"What are you doing to me?" I grumbled.
"Getting you ready for breakfast of course!" she said while she pushed me towards the bathroom.
"But breakfast isn't for another hour or so!" I complained loudly.
"An hour?! That leaves us hardly anytime! Quick Parvati, help me here. We've got to make her perfect for Harry in less than an hour!"
"Oh no no NO! You are not touching me with your makeup! Harry already likes me, you don't need to change the way I look."
So much for that idea. I thought standing there looking at my reflection forty-five minutes later. Although there was no way I was going to admit it to Lavender and Parvati, I looked pretty good. I mean, it could have been worse. They had achieved what I had thought was impossible. They had straightened my bushy hair. I looked like a different person. It's amazing the difference a little magic can make.
Parvati was nice enough to let me choose some clothes from her wardrobe. Parvati has interesting taste in clothes so I picked the least vibrant thing I could find. Evidently leaving me with a light blue blouse with flared sleeves and a v-neck. I thought it was a bit dressy for breakfast but I didn't exactly have a choice in the matter so I put up with it. And I picked a pair of black flared jeans. They were too big for me so I thought I was going to get out of dressing up but no such luck. Parvati knew a spell to make her clothes smaller or bigger as she and Lavender shared their clothes all the time.
Finally I was ready to go downstairs to breakfast. We all headed down together, the other two giggling like maniacs. I rolled my eyes good- naturedly, I couldn't be annoyed at them after they had just voluntarily made me look gorgeous.
We entered The Great Hall and made our way over to the Gryffindor table earning looks from curious Hufflepuffs as we passed. It irked me a bit. If this is what it was like being pretty, getting gawked at, then I'd rather stay the way I normally look.
I walked up behind Harry and put my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek and whispered thank you in his ear.
"You're welcome." He said grinning at me. Then he did a double take.
"Hermione? Wow you look.amazing." He seized me about the middle and swung me around. I squealed in surprise and giggled. He put me down and I caught the look on Ron's face for the first time. It was a look of appreciation. For me? I took a chance and smiled sweetly at him and to my surprise he smiled back at me. The first real smile I'd seen from him since Harry and I had started "dating". I caught Ginny's eye at that moment and she winked and flashed the thumbs up sign at me. I grinned and sat down next to Harry and began my breakfast.
***
"So what are we going to do on this fine day?"
Harry asked looking around at all of us expectantly. I frowned slightly and shook my head, indicating that I didn't have a clue as to what we could do. I looked across at Ron who looked just as stuck as the both of us but his expression brightened considerably right away. I swear I could almost see the candle being ignited in his head.
"Snow ball fight."
He said quietly with a malicious glint in his eye. I raised an eyebrow at him but soon found that my expression matched his. Suddenly I wanted nothing more in the world than to have a snowball fight with my best friends. Soon everyone agreed to the aforementioned snowball fight and we finished off our breakfast in record time then headed out into the bitingly cold weather. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck then ran off, trying to put a little distance between myself and Harry and Ron who looked like they were on a mission to bombard me with snowballs.
Unfortunately for me, Ron seemed to have made it his mission alone to torture me. I spent most of the morning running from him and hiding. But no matter where I hid, he always seemed to find me. I had just succeeded in avoiding him for a few minutes by climbing up a large tree, situated out the back of Hogwarts. I sat there breathing deeply then I heard somebody yell "Boo!" so naturally, I screamed and fell out the tree. I waited for the impact but thankfully it never came. I opened my eyes and looked up into the face of my rescuer, to find the git that had scared me in the first place, Ron.
"You idiot! I could have killed myself falling from that tree!" I screeched at him unnecessarily. He merely grinned at me then spoke.
"But you didn't, I caught you."
"Yeah well.even so."
I soon realised the position we were in, me being the damsel in distress, hanging limply in his arms. Not the sort of position I wanted to be found in.
"Um Ron, I don't suppose you could put me down could you?" I said biting my lip gently. Giving him the puppy dog eyes once again.
"What? Oh.oh! Of course. Sorry bout that 'Mione."
Mione! He called me Mione! Ron never calls me that. Sure Harry does, but it's just to annoy me, and I can tell you now, that this wasn't to annoy me. In a strange way, he meant it. He put me down but didn't really let me go. He placed his hands on either of my shoulders and looked me right in the eye.
One of the things I love most about Ron is his eyes. He has the most piercing blue eyes imaginable. Sometimes it feels as though he's looking right inside you, not just at you. I smiled at him and whispered to him, afraid to break the perfect silence.
"What is it Ron? What do you want?"
"This. I want this."
Confused, I opened my mouth to speak, to ask what he meant but I was cut off by the warmth of his lips on my own. I felt my eyes widen in surprise before they voluntarily fluttered closed. I began kissing him back. It was all I had expected from my first kiss with Ron, but at the same time it was a whole lot more. That's was when the worst thing of all happened.
"Bloody hell. Hermione I.uhm. I've got. I've gotta go. I'll see you later."
"Ron! Wait!"
The one thing you should know about Ron is that once he sets his mind on something, there's no stopping him. And this was one of those times. I shook my head to gather all my thoughts and trudged through the snow to everyone else who were still in major snowball mode. I separated myself from them and sat down on the stairs leading to the castle to watch, my chin resting on my hand. The only thing that was clear in my mind was the fact that I had finally gotten what I wanted and he ran away from me.
***
Is it me or is this starting to suck? Badly? The first day that I sat down and wrote it, it was all-good, now it just isn't coming to me. I'm going to write one more chapter after this and that's going to be it. Then I'm going to get started on my Lizzie/Gordo fic! So read and review if you please. Thanx guys.
~Nesserz.
I woke up the next morning due to the fact that Lavender was jumping on my bed. Not the best way to wake up on a Saturday, let me tell you. Especially at 6:45am. I groaned and tried to turn over and make her get off but to no avail.
"Geroff Lavender." I mumbled to the lump sitting on my stomach.
"Nope! Not until you get up sleepy head!" She said giggling like a maniac.
I can tell you now, that Lavender, Parvati and I have never been close friends. They only acted like this towards each other, not me. So naturally I was intrigued.
"Alright alright, I'm up. Now what on earth do you want?" I said making a point that she had woken me up. Apparently she didn't notice.
"You got a package."
A package? Was she kidding me? She woke me up because of a package? Urgh.
"So?" I asked clearly annoyed now. Still she didn't notice. You have to be subtle with this one.
"It can wait Lavender, I'm sleeping here. If you're so excited, open it yourself."
"We tried but it's specially sealed. It won't open unless you open it."
I sat up straighter at that. They'd been trying to read my mail! There are some things I can take but reading other people's mail isn't one of them. I looked at the two of them really annoyed now and grabbed the package out of Lavenders hand. It was a small rectangle shaped box, wrapped in pink tissue paper with hearts on it. I opened the card attached to it and read:
Dearest Hermione,
I saw this and thought it would be perfect for you. No really. Actually, this is just for the benefit of your oh-so charming dormitory buddies. I thought that if you received a "gift' from me that they would think it was "so romantic" and hopefully would talk about it at breakfast and make a big deal out of it.hint hint to cause a few problems with a certain red-haired person. I'm guessing they're going to want to know what this card says so you might want to charm a poem onto it or something.
Your wrapped-around-your-little-finger friend,
Harry.
I smiled to myself rather than laughing because it would have looked strange. I opened the box, intrigued even further by what he had gotten me. I laughed as I pulled out a box of chocolate frogs that had sweet romantic messages written on the cards enclosed with them. Usually they would have been wizarding cards but Harry had come up with this. I made a mental note to thank him later. I was just settling back down under my covers when they were whipped off me and Lavender pulled me to my feet and threw my clothes at me.
"What are you doing to me?" I grumbled.
"Getting you ready for breakfast of course!" she said while she pushed me towards the bathroom.
"But breakfast isn't for another hour or so!" I complained loudly.
"An hour?! That leaves us hardly anytime! Quick Parvati, help me here. We've got to make her perfect for Harry in less than an hour!"
"Oh no no NO! You are not touching me with your makeup! Harry already likes me, you don't need to change the way I look."
So much for that idea. I thought standing there looking at my reflection forty-five minutes later. Although there was no way I was going to admit it to Lavender and Parvati, I looked pretty good. I mean, it could have been worse. They had achieved what I had thought was impossible. They had straightened my bushy hair. I looked like a different person. It's amazing the difference a little magic can make.
Parvati was nice enough to let me choose some clothes from her wardrobe. Parvati has interesting taste in clothes so I picked the least vibrant thing I could find. Evidently leaving me with a light blue blouse with flared sleeves and a v-neck. I thought it was a bit dressy for breakfast but I didn't exactly have a choice in the matter so I put up with it. And I picked a pair of black flared jeans. They were too big for me so I thought I was going to get out of dressing up but no such luck. Parvati knew a spell to make her clothes smaller or bigger as she and Lavender shared their clothes all the time.
Finally I was ready to go downstairs to breakfast. We all headed down together, the other two giggling like maniacs. I rolled my eyes good- naturedly, I couldn't be annoyed at them after they had just voluntarily made me look gorgeous.
We entered The Great Hall and made our way over to the Gryffindor table earning looks from curious Hufflepuffs as we passed. It irked me a bit. If this is what it was like being pretty, getting gawked at, then I'd rather stay the way I normally look.
I walked up behind Harry and put my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek and whispered thank you in his ear.
"You're welcome." He said grinning at me. Then he did a double take.
"Hermione? Wow you look.amazing." He seized me about the middle and swung me around. I squealed in surprise and giggled. He put me down and I caught the look on Ron's face for the first time. It was a look of appreciation. For me? I took a chance and smiled sweetly at him and to my surprise he smiled back at me. The first real smile I'd seen from him since Harry and I had started "dating". I caught Ginny's eye at that moment and she winked and flashed the thumbs up sign at me. I grinned and sat down next to Harry and began my breakfast.
***
"So what are we going to do on this fine day?"
Harry asked looking around at all of us expectantly. I frowned slightly and shook my head, indicating that I didn't have a clue as to what we could do. I looked across at Ron who looked just as stuck as the both of us but his expression brightened considerably right away. I swear I could almost see the candle being ignited in his head.
"Snow ball fight."
He said quietly with a malicious glint in his eye. I raised an eyebrow at him but soon found that my expression matched his. Suddenly I wanted nothing more in the world than to have a snowball fight with my best friends. Soon everyone agreed to the aforementioned snowball fight and we finished off our breakfast in record time then headed out into the bitingly cold weather. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck then ran off, trying to put a little distance between myself and Harry and Ron who looked like they were on a mission to bombard me with snowballs.
Unfortunately for me, Ron seemed to have made it his mission alone to torture me. I spent most of the morning running from him and hiding. But no matter where I hid, he always seemed to find me. I had just succeeded in avoiding him for a few minutes by climbing up a large tree, situated out the back of Hogwarts. I sat there breathing deeply then I heard somebody yell "Boo!" so naturally, I screamed and fell out the tree. I waited for the impact but thankfully it never came. I opened my eyes and looked up into the face of my rescuer, to find the git that had scared me in the first place, Ron.
"You idiot! I could have killed myself falling from that tree!" I screeched at him unnecessarily. He merely grinned at me then spoke.
"But you didn't, I caught you."
"Yeah well.even so."
I soon realised the position we were in, me being the damsel in distress, hanging limply in his arms. Not the sort of position I wanted to be found in.
"Um Ron, I don't suppose you could put me down could you?" I said biting my lip gently. Giving him the puppy dog eyes once again.
"What? Oh.oh! Of course. Sorry bout that 'Mione."
Mione! He called me Mione! Ron never calls me that. Sure Harry does, but it's just to annoy me, and I can tell you now, that this wasn't to annoy me. In a strange way, he meant it. He put me down but didn't really let me go. He placed his hands on either of my shoulders and looked me right in the eye.
One of the things I love most about Ron is his eyes. He has the most piercing blue eyes imaginable. Sometimes it feels as though he's looking right inside you, not just at you. I smiled at him and whispered to him, afraid to break the perfect silence.
"What is it Ron? What do you want?"
"This. I want this."
Confused, I opened my mouth to speak, to ask what he meant but I was cut off by the warmth of his lips on my own. I felt my eyes widen in surprise before they voluntarily fluttered closed. I began kissing him back. It was all I had expected from my first kiss with Ron, but at the same time it was a whole lot more. That's was when the worst thing of all happened.
"Bloody hell. Hermione I.uhm. I've got. I've gotta go. I'll see you later."
"Ron! Wait!"
The one thing you should know about Ron is that once he sets his mind on something, there's no stopping him. And this was one of those times. I shook my head to gather all my thoughts and trudged through the snow to everyone else who were still in major snowball mode. I separated myself from them and sat down on the stairs leading to the castle to watch, my chin resting on my hand. The only thing that was clear in my mind was the fact that I had finally gotten what I wanted and he ran away from me.
***
Is it me or is this starting to suck? Badly? The first day that I sat down and wrote it, it was all-good, now it just isn't coming to me. I'm going to write one more chapter after this and that's going to be it. Then I'm going to get started on my Lizzie/Gordo fic! So read and review if you please. Thanx guys.
~Nesserz.