Slip of the Tongue
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Ciel Charmante
A/N: Weee! I'm going to put the 'weee" back in 'HalloWEEEn'!!! Heheh, weekenders. Anyhoo. . . I just wanna say Thank You to everyone who has reviewed, or read, or put me on their Favs list... ^_^ It means a lot to me and it makes me want to write nice, long chapters for everyone. :D
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing, plus the plot, and our new computer, and my fingers which are typing it, and my eyes which can see it, and my brain which, by the way, is it smoking? O.o
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Hermione walked back to the Leaky Cauldron, where she had all of her things (plus Crookshanks) in a room. She sighed and tried to clear her mind of Draco-er, MALFOY. 'I hate him,' she thought miserably. 'I hate him so much I could...You know, screaming doesn't seem strong enough.' (*coughweekenderscough*)
She was soon in front of the Leaky Cauldron, and as she walked in, she heard a girl squeal, "'Mione!!!"
Hermione looked up and saw Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil waving at her. Lavender had been the one who squealed. Hermione put on a smile for them and said, "Hi Lavender, Parvati. . .how are you?"
Lavender started to say, "I'm GREAT, how are YOU, Hermione?" but Parvati cut her off. "'Mione... you look ... tired...or...oh my god, are you heartbroken?" Parvati's face turned pink as she started to squeal, "Ohmigosh, ohmigosh! Do you have a boyfriend? Did you two break up? Can I have him?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. Typical Parvati. Typical BOY CRAZY Parvati. "No, Parvati, I did NOT break up with anyone. But I know someone who's single..."
Parvati's eyes grew wide. "Who???" she shrieked. Hermione raised an eyebrow and said, "Harry. He's gotten way...um...sexier over the summer!"
Parvati's eyes started to glaze over as she walked off with Lavender trailing behind. "Bye-bye, 'Mione!" Lavender said.
Hermione waved and then made her way upstairs. She fell down onto her bed and sighed loudly. It wasn't that she didn't like Parvati or Lavender, in fact, they were her two closest girl friends. They had become friendlier with each other last year. And the friendship worked. But right now, nothing was working. Nothing. And she couldn't stop thinking of Malfoy.
"Stupid Malfoy!!!" she yelled at the ceiling. Her mirror replied, "Now, now dear, violence never solved anything,"
In reply, Hermione took a pillow, put it over her face, and screamed. "Um...Hermione?" a hesitant voice asked. "What are you doing?"
Hermione took the pillow off her face and replied, "Nothing. Nothing, I have a headache, ow!"
Ginny rolled her eyes and tossed a lock of silky flame-red hair over her shoulder. "Nothing my arse. What's up?" Her bright brown eyes were worried. "I heard you screaming something about Malfoy...in my bedroom...down the hall...on the first floor. You're loud enough to wake the dead. He doesn't piss you off that much, does he?"
Ginny Weasly, or rather, Gin as she liked to be called now, was one of Hermione's few close friends. She was, at times, much more sensible than Parvati, Lavender, Harry, and Ron, and she had felt the same sense of "alone" that Hermione often felt. Whereas Hermione had feelings like that because she was shunned by Ron or Harry, Ginny felt that way from being in the shadow of her 8 (? Is it eight?) older brothers.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, he does piss me off that much. He is the most annoying, bloody wanker in all of England!" she shrieked. (a note: I have read the book "Angus, Thongs and Full-frontal Snogging and they say "wanker" is like...a swear word :D so I'm using it. If you know know any other "british-swear-words" you can tell me in a review...*hint hint*)
Ginny stared at her, her eyes wide. This made her look very innocent.
"'Mione..." she breathed. "I've never heard you say that before! He musta gotten you really p-oed, then, huh?"
"I already told you!" Hermione shrieked. She flung the pillow over her head again and screamed.
~ the next day
Hermione woke to Ron knocking on her door loudly. "HERM'! TIME TO GO!" (they'd gotten their stuff yesterday)
"Go awayyy..." she moaned. She had hardly gotten to sleep last night. "Ugh..."
Ron barged in without notice and threw the comforter off of Hermione. He pulled up the shade from her window and yelled (right in her ear, I might add), "TIME TO GO!"
Hermione grabbed him around the neck and started to strangle him. "I DON'T WANNA BLOODY WAKE UP, TOSSER!" she screamed.
"Garg!" Ron choked out. "Leggo of me!" His face began to turn slightly purple, and Hermione realized that he might not get enough air, so (a bit reluctlantely) she let go of his neck.
Ron dashed away from Hermione and stared at her. "You must be PMSing! Ginny does that when she's PMSing!" he choked out and then ran away.
A second later, he appeared in her doorway and said, "We're leaving soon, so get your stuff together!"
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Author's Note: ARRGH! _ I said I was going to write a nice long chappie, but I didn't! ;o; *sob* I'm having a writer's block...-_- yay. Well...if you have any suggestions, you're totally welcome to review! ^_^ Or e-mail me or something. Hehe.
~Ciel
A/N: Weee! I'm going to put the 'weee" back in 'HalloWEEEn'!!! Heheh, weekenders. Anyhoo. . . I just wanna say Thank You to everyone who has reviewed, or read, or put me on their Favs list... ^_^ It means a lot to me and it makes me want to write nice, long chapters for everyone. :D
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing, plus the plot, and our new computer, and my fingers which are typing it, and my eyes which can see it, and my brain which, by the way, is it smoking? O.o
~
Hermione walked back to the Leaky Cauldron, where she had all of her things (plus Crookshanks) in a room. She sighed and tried to clear her mind of Draco-er, MALFOY. 'I hate him,' she thought miserably. 'I hate him so much I could...You know, screaming doesn't seem strong enough.' (*coughweekenderscough*)
She was soon in front of the Leaky Cauldron, and as she walked in, she heard a girl squeal, "'Mione!!!"
Hermione looked up and saw Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil waving at her. Lavender had been the one who squealed. Hermione put on a smile for them and said, "Hi Lavender, Parvati. . .how are you?"
Lavender started to say, "I'm GREAT, how are YOU, Hermione?" but Parvati cut her off. "'Mione... you look ... tired...or...oh my god, are you heartbroken?" Parvati's face turned pink as she started to squeal, "Ohmigosh, ohmigosh! Do you have a boyfriend? Did you two break up? Can I have him?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. Typical Parvati. Typical BOY CRAZY Parvati. "No, Parvati, I did NOT break up with anyone. But I know someone who's single..."
Parvati's eyes grew wide. "Who???" she shrieked. Hermione raised an eyebrow and said, "Harry. He's gotten way...um...sexier over the summer!"
Parvati's eyes started to glaze over as she walked off with Lavender trailing behind. "Bye-bye, 'Mione!" Lavender said.
Hermione waved and then made her way upstairs. She fell down onto her bed and sighed loudly. It wasn't that she didn't like Parvati or Lavender, in fact, they were her two closest girl friends. They had become friendlier with each other last year. And the friendship worked. But right now, nothing was working. Nothing. And she couldn't stop thinking of Malfoy.
"Stupid Malfoy!!!" she yelled at the ceiling. Her mirror replied, "Now, now dear, violence never solved anything,"
In reply, Hermione took a pillow, put it over her face, and screamed. "Um...Hermione?" a hesitant voice asked. "What are you doing?"
Hermione took the pillow off her face and replied, "Nothing. Nothing, I have a headache, ow!"
Ginny rolled her eyes and tossed a lock of silky flame-red hair over her shoulder. "Nothing my arse. What's up?" Her bright brown eyes were worried. "I heard you screaming something about Malfoy...in my bedroom...down the hall...on the first floor. You're loud enough to wake the dead. He doesn't piss you off that much, does he?"
Ginny Weasly, or rather, Gin as she liked to be called now, was one of Hermione's few close friends. She was, at times, much more sensible than Parvati, Lavender, Harry, and Ron, and she had felt the same sense of "alone" that Hermione often felt. Whereas Hermione had feelings like that because she was shunned by Ron or Harry, Ginny felt that way from being in the shadow of her 8 (? Is it eight?) older brothers.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, he does piss me off that much. He is the most annoying, bloody wanker in all of England!" she shrieked. (a note: I have read the book "Angus, Thongs and Full-frontal Snogging and they say "wanker" is like...a swear word :D so I'm using it. If you know know any other "british-swear-words" you can tell me in a review...*hint hint*)
Ginny stared at her, her eyes wide. This made her look very innocent.
"'Mione..." she breathed. "I've never heard you say that before! He musta gotten you really p-oed, then, huh?"
"I already told you!" Hermione shrieked. She flung the pillow over her head again and screamed.
~ the next day
Hermione woke to Ron knocking on her door loudly. "HERM'! TIME TO GO!" (they'd gotten their stuff yesterday)
"Go awayyy..." she moaned. She had hardly gotten to sleep last night. "Ugh..."
Ron barged in without notice and threw the comforter off of Hermione. He pulled up the shade from her window and yelled (right in her ear, I might add), "TIME TO GO!"
Hermione grabbed him around the neck and started to strangle him. "I DON'T WANNA BLOODY WAKE UP, TOSSER!" she screamed.
"Garg!" Ron choked out. "Leggo of me!" His face began to turn slightly purple, and Hermione realized that he might not get enough air, so (a bit reluctlantely) she let go of his neck.
Ron dashed away from Hermione and stared at her. "You must be PMSing! Ginny does that when she's PMSing!" he choked out and then ran away.
A second later, he appeared in her doorway and said, "We're leaving soon, so get your stuff together!"
~
Author's Note: ARRGH! _ I said I was going to write a nice long chappie, but I didn't! ;o; *sob* I'm having a writer's block...-_- yay. Well...if you have any suggestions, you're totally welcome to review! ^_^ Or e-mail me or something. Hehe.
~Ciel