Not the Same - Chapter 2
A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed! You know who you are!
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A few minutes later, Hermione came into the kitchen and took a seat at the table with Harry, but not before receiving a giant hug from her uncle. She glanced quickly over at Harry who was making himself busy, by staring at his food.
"You look a little flushed, Hermione." Sirius said while putting a pile of some green vegetable onto her plate.
"Long train ride." She mumbled into her plate.
"What? I can't hear you?" Sirius said.
"She said she had a long train ride." Harry finally spoke up.
"What's wrong? You're usually so talkative, Harry." Sirius looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione. A small smile crept across his face. Harry didn't reply. "You look lovely, Hermione."
Harry almost found himself agreeing as he looked over at her form fitting aquamarine robes. Her hair was in a loose knot at the back of her neck. "Doesn't she look lovely, Harry?"
"Yeah, sure." Harry muttered and went back to eating his food.
Hermione blushed and picked up her fork. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence.
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Hermione stretched out and got out of her bed. She walked to the other side of her room, and opened the window, letting the morning sun shine through. She stretched out.
Leaving her room, she crept into the living room quietly, hearing voices. "Oh, Hullo Ron." She heard Harry's voice. Hermione remembered Ron. A red- headed boy, one of Harry's best friends growing up. He also made fun of her because she didn't want to waste her time playing Quidditch.
"Don't sound so happy to see me, Harry." She heard Ron's voice say. "What's wrong with you anyway?"
"Nothing. Just thinking."
"Thinking? Thinking about what? The Pernelli Twins?" Hermione could imagine Ron nudging his elbow against Harry, and she clicked her tongue in disgust.
Harry laughed. "No. You remember Sirius's niece?"
"The ugly one with her nose stuck in a book all the time?"
"That's the one," She heard Harry's voice say. Hermione was about to walk in so they would stop making fun of her. She wasn't even in the room! "Only, she's not so ugly anymore." Hermione stopped, a slow smile creeping across her face. So, the famous Harry Potter was eating his words. He thought the 'bushy-haired, buck toothed girl' was good-looking, did he?
Ron laughed, "You're kidding me, right?"
"Afraid not, my good friend. Walked in on her yesterday."
"Naked?" Ron laughed. "She must have had a cow!" Both of the boys laughed. Hermione's eyes narrowed. Maybe she should tell dear old Ronnie that his good friend was embarrassed, and acted like he'd never seen a girl naked before.
They stopped laughing and Hermione peeked her head around the corner and saw Harry run his hand through his hair. "Yeah, the only problem is, that I liked what I saw! Too bad she's still such a prude. I might've actually thought of taking her out."
A prude? He thought she was a prude? Well, Hermione would just have to change that. She smiled, stepping her around the corner.
She raised her hands up over her head, so that her shirt lifted slightly giving them a glimpse of her bare midriff. "Morning, boys." She said sleepily. She heard them both gulp as they looked at her. She smiled and leaned against the wall. "So, what are you two up to, today?"
"Uh, nothing." Ron said. "What are you doing?" He asked as a smile spread across his face.
"I'll probably just sit around the house all day," She looked down at her feet, "Unless you guys are doing something, and don't mind me tagging along?"
"No, of course we don't mind," Ron said nudging Harry. "We were just going to go get some breakfast, right Harry?"
"Uh-huh." Harry said finally speaking up.
"Oh, good." Hermione said smiling. "I'll just go get changed really quick then." She turned and hurried from the room.
"See?" Harry said.
"You're right about one thing . . . she is good looking!" Ron said looking after her.
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A/N: That's it for now. Look for another chapter soon!
A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed! You know who you are!
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A few minutes later, Hermione came into the kitchen and took a seat at the table with Harry, but not before receiving a giant hug from her uncle. She glanced quickly over at Harry who was making himself busy, by staring at his food.
"You look a little flushed, Hermione." Sirius said while putting a pile of some green vegetable onto her plate.
"Long train ride." She mumbled into her plate.
"What? I can't hear you?" Sirius said.
"She said she had a long train ride." Harry finally spoke up.
"What's wrong? You're usually so talkative, Harry." Sirius looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione. A small smile crept across his face. Harry didn't reply. "You look lovely, Hermione."
Harry almost found himself agreeing as he looked over at her form fitting aquamarine robes. Her hair was in a loose knot at the back of her neck. "Doesn't she look lovely, Harry?"
"Yeah, sure." Harry muttered and went back to eating his food.
Hermione blushed and picked up her fork. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence.
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Hermione stretched out and got out of her bed. She walked to the other side of her room, and opened the window, letting the morning sun shine through. She stretched out.
Leaving her room, she crept into the living room quietly, hearing voices. "Oh, Hullo Ron." She heard Harry's voice. Hermione remembered Ron. A red- headed boy, one of Harry's best friends growing up. He also made fun of her because she didn't want to waste her time playing Quidditch.
"Don't sound so happy to see me, Harry." She heard Ron's voice say. "What's wrong with you anyway?"
"Nothing. Just thinking."
"Thinking? Thinking about what? The Pernelli Twins?" Hermione could imagine Ron nudging his elbow against Harry, and she clicked her tongue in disgust.
Harry laughed. "No. You remember Sirius's niece?"
"The ugly one with her nose stuck in a book all the time?"
"That's the one," She heard Harry's voice say. Hermione was about to walk in so they would stop making fun of her. She wasn't even in the room! "Only, she's not so ugly anymore." Hermione stopped, a slow smile creeping across her face. So, the famous Harry Potter was eating his words. He thought the 'bushy-haired, buck toothed girl' was good-looking, did he?
Ron laughed, "You're kidding me, right?"
"Afraid not, my good friend. Walked in on her yesterday."
"Naked?" Ron laughed. "She must have had a cow!" Both of the boys laughed. Hermione's eyes narrowed. Maybe she should tell dear old Ronnie that his good friend was embarrassed, and acted like he'd never seen a girl naked before.
They stopped laughing and Hermione peeked her head around the corner and saw Harry run his hand through his hair. "Yeah, the only problem is, that I liked what I saw! Too bad she's still such a prude. I might've actually thought of taking her out."
A prude? He thought she was a prude? Well, Hermione would just have to change that. She smiled, stepping her around the corner.
She raised her hands up over her head, so that her shirt lifted slightly giving them a glimpse of her bare midriff. "Morning, boys." She said sleepily. She heard them both gulp as they looked at her. She smiled and leaned against the wall. "So, what are you two up to, today?"
"Uh, nothing." Ron said. "What are you doing?" He asked as a smile spread across his face.
"I'll probably just sit around the house all day," She looked down at her feet, "Unless you guys are doing something, and don't mind me tagging along?"
"No, of course we don't mind," Ron said nudging Harry. "We were just going to go get some breakfast, right Harry?"
"Uh-huh." Harry said finally speaking up.
"Oh, good." Hermione said smiling. "I'll just go get changed really quick then." She turned and hurried from the room.
"See?" Harry said.
"You're right about one thing . . . she is good looking!" Ron said looking after her.
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A/N: That's it for now. Look for another chapter soon!