DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, because if I did I would have a lot
more money than I have now and I would be able to buy that absolutely
adorable dress at Hot Topic.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the mistress's first Harry Potter fan fiction. Enter at your own risk. Ok, well hopefully its not as bad as I'm making it sound. Anyway, the lovable gang is in their 7th year, and, well. that's all you need to know for now. Read on, my minions!
Chapter One: Painted nails and Potions
The acrid smell of the strawberry red nail polish reached Hermione Granger's nose just as she capped the bottle and blew lazily on her fingernails. She was draped comfortably over a large overstuffed chair in the Gryffindor common room, slightly bored, waiting for something remotely entertaining to catch her eye. After gazing around sleepily for a few minutes she turned her attention back to her nails just as the portrait hole swung open to reveal Harry and Ron. They were both red-faced and out of breath and they darted over to Hermione.
A smile spread across the girl's lips as she eyed the two scornfully and said, "What have you two gone and done now?" She rose to the boys eye level and placed both hands on her hips. Harry grinned playfully at her, "Just don't go in the girl's bathroom anytime soon, alright?" On that note, he pulled off his coat, tossed it on the nearby chair and announced that he smelled, and was in dire need of a shower. Hermione cast a withering glance at Harry's retreating back, watching as he disappeared into the showers. "Oh, I am so in love with him." she said, melting into Ron's arms. He hugged her tight for a moment then led her over to two chairs by the slowly dying fire.
"Hermione, you've been telling me that for how long now? But, honestly, have you ever thought to do anything other than wait around for Harry to realize what he's missing out on?"
"Well, I..."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Sweetheart, I've been listening to this for a year. You deserve him, he deserves you. You two were made for each other. Do something about it."
"Ron, I can' just do something about it. I've been trying to get Harry to notice me for as long as I can remember. I can't just snap my fingers and all of the sudden he'll be kissing the ground I walk on."
A familiar devilish look crossed Ron's face, "No... but you could snap your fingers and cast a spell."
Hermione rolled her eyes, and a glimmer of the old, tirelessly studious Hermione flickered in her eyes. "You know that there's no such thing as using a spell to make someone fall in love with you."
"That's not quite what I was thinking." The grin was back again, Ron's green eyes sparkling with delight.
"Ron, I don't want any trouble..."
"Now, now Mione, don't worry yourself, You just go on up to bed, and I'll see you in the morning." He kissed her hair lightly and pushed her towards the girl's dormitory.
"Alright, Ron, I'm trusting you. Sweet dreams..."
He watched as the last of her curls bounced out of sight, and let out a long sigh. "What an adorable girl." He said softly to himself.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ta-da! Alright, I can do better than that, but, ya know, I had to set up the story somehow. Please review, I will love you forever and ever... and, uhh, I'll give you a cookie too!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the mistress's first Harry Potter fan fiction. Enter at your own risk. Ok, well hopefully its not as bad as I'm making it sound. Anyway, the lovable gang is in their 7th year, and, well. that's all you need to know for now. Read on, my minions!
Chapter One: Painted nails and Potions
The acrid smell of the strawberry red nail polish reached Hermione Granger's nose just as she capped the bottle and blew lazily on her fingernails. She was draped comfortably over a large overstuffed chair in the Gryffindor common room, slightly bored, waiting for something remotely entertaining to catch her eye. After gazing around sleepily for a few minutes she turned her attention back to her nails just as the portrait hole swung open to reveal Harry and Ron. They were both red-faced and out of breath and they darted over to Hermione.
A smile spread across the girl's lips as she eyed the two scornfully and said, "What have you two gone and done now?" She rose to the boys eye level and placed both hands on her hips. Harry grinned playfully at her, "Just don't go in the girl's bathroom anytime soon, alright?" On that note, he pulled off his coat, tossed it on the nearby chair and announced that he smelled, and was in dire need of a shower. Hermione cast a withering glance at Harry's retreating back, watching as he disappeared into the showers. "Oh, I am so in love with him." she said, melting into Ron's arms. He hugged her tight for a moment then led her over to two chairs by the slowly dying fire.
"Hermione, you've been telling me that for how long now? But, honestly, have you ever thought to do anything other than wait around for Harry to realize what he's missing out on?"
"Well, I..."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Sweetheart, I've been listening to this for a year. You deserve him, he deserves you. You two were made for each other. Do something about it."
"Ron, I can' just do something about it. I've been trying to get Harry to notice me for as long as I can remember. I can't just snap my fingers and all of the sudden he'll be kissing the ground I walk on."
A familiar devilish look crossed Ron's face, "No... but you could snap your fingers and cast a spell."
Hermione rolled her eyes, and a glimmer of the old, tirelessly studious Hermione flickered in her eyes. "You know that there's no such thing as using a spell to make someone fall in love with you."
"That's not quite what I was thinking." The grin was back again, Ron's green eyes sparkling with delight.
"Ron, I don't want any trouble..."
"Now, now Mione, don't worry yourself, You just go on up to bed, and I'll see you in the morning." He kissed her hair lightly and pushed her towards the girl's dormitory.
"Alright, Ron, I'm trusting you. Sweet dreams..."
He watched as the last of her curls bounced out of sight, and let out a long sigh. "What an adorable girl." He said softly to himself.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ta-da! Alright, I can do better than that, but, ya know, I had to set up the story somehow. Please review, I will love you forever and ever... and, uhh, I'll give you a cookie too!
