Hermione: Though My Eyes.
By: Rora. Author's Note: OK this is the first fanfic I wrote (awhile ago) and I was kinda writing it as I went along. But it's pretty good! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! (sadly) except maybe a made up character and the plot. That's it! Enjoy!
Chapter 1-
She walked down the empty hallway. Books in hand, Hermione quietly entered the Gryffindor common room. She had been in the library again, looking for Hogwarts: a history. Apparently they had all been checked out because the only things in her hand was her wand, some parchment and a quill. Tired, she sat on a huge chair next to the billowing fire, dropping her parchment and quill on the table. Her wand she let slip out of her hand and into her lap. Where it rested calmly as she began to drift off into sleep.
Hermione woke with a start as heard voices from the stairs.
"How am I going to know where it is harry" Ron said quickly. "You're the one who lost it!"
"I thought you might know where it went." Harry said quickly.
Together they walked into the Gryffindor common room both with serious looks on their faces. The fire had burned out and Hermione's parchment had fallen to the floor. Hermione looked up from her chair and saw that Ron and harry had just walked right past. Both of them seemed to be thinking hard.
"Excuse me!" She Hermione said in a half-annoyed voice.
Harry and Ron spun around and saw Hermione sitting in the chair, staring strait back.
"I didn't see you there Hermione" Harry said as he helped her out of the chair.
"Hurry up. I'm hungry," said Ron as Hermione stretched. Sleeping in a chair all night hadn't been the most comfortable place.
They hurried down toward the great hall. As they walked in, the silence of the stairs and hallways turned into a blur of light and chatter of people. The three took there same seats at the Gryffindor table as the eagerly awaited their breakfast.
"Where were you last night, you just left us in the common room" Ron tried to say while loudly chewing some pancake.
Before Hermione could say anything harry answered for her. "I bet the library, right Hermione" he said looking at her from the other side of the table.
"Yes. Thank you Harry. I was looking for 'Hogwarts: a history' because I left my own at home." Then she looked at harry "what is it that you have lost?" She said, a hint of concern in her voice.
"Oh" Harry said, remembering his conversation with Ron earlier. "I can't find my wand. I have no idea where it went, and I can't go anywhere without it...including classes."
Hermione could see the look of worry on his face, even threw his glasses. Her voice became softer and kinder. "Don't worry harry, we'll find-" she was cut off by the sound of wings and hoots from owls flying above.
Parcels were dropping all around them. A newspaper and a note from Ron's mum dropped into his lap. Ron, mouth still full, of hash browns opened and read his letter. As Hermione looked up she saw a little square brown thing plop into her lap. Stuck on the top as a little paper with her fathers neat hand writing saying:
Hermione,
I thought you might need this.
Love dad.
Hermione stared at the, what felt like a book, on her hand. "How did dad know how to send mail the normal way, or in his case, the wizard way?" she thought to herself.
But she didn't question and opened the brown paper and saw Hogwarts: a history lying in her hand. She smiled and slid the book into her bag. She looked to see what Ron had gotten.
"Mum says that she hopes you two are well," Ron said, finally without any food in his mouth.
"It was nothing. We need to find your wand before the weekend it over." She said, ignoring Ron.
Harry looked, still a little confused but let it go.
"Where was the last time you saw it?" said Hermione, hoping it would help.
Harry's mind seemed to race. The food on their plates disappeared and everyone in the great hall seemed to flood out. Harry still sat, thinking hard. He looked up and saw a familiar face leaving the great hall, Cho- Chang. Ron looked at where Harry's eyes were staring.
"Oh come off it harry." Ron said, annoyed. "We need to focus our energy on finding your wand." Harry shook his head and kept thinking.
Hermione was thinking to, but not about Harry's wand. About her own crush, or old on. Victor Krum, she remembered him well but she really wished she had visited him that summer. It was almost November and she hadn't talked to him since last year. Ron looked at her too.
"God" he said "You two. At this rate we'll never find Harry's wand!"
"Well Ron if your so perfect, you find his wand." Hermione said coldly. She was a little annoyed Ron had ruined her daydream about Krum.
"I got it" Harry suddenly whispered, even though there was no one in sight. "I left it in potions...great. I'll never get it back, Snape probably already has given it to Malfoy and together they have done horrible things to it"
"Well, come on" Hermione said, grabbing her bag and starting to leave the Great Hall. "We can probably get it back, just ask him, he'll understand" Harry and Ron laughed.
"He'll understand?" Ron snorted "That's like saying Hagrid would be scared of fluffy!"
By: Rora. Author's Note: OK this is the first fanfic I wrote (awhile ago) and I was kinda writing it as I went along. But it's pretty good! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! (sadly) except maybe a made up character and the plot. That's it! Enjoy!
Chapter 1-
She walked down the empty hallway. Books in hand, Hermione quietly entered the Gryffindor common room. She had been in the library again, looking for Hogwarts: a history. Apparently they had all been checked out because the only things in her hand was her wand, some parchment and a quill. Tired, she sat on a huge chair next to the billowing fire, dropping her parchment and quill on the table. Her wand she let slip out of her hand and into her lap. Where it rested calmly as she began to drift off into sleep.
Hermione woke with a start as heard voices from the stairs.
"How am I going to know where it is harry" Ron said quickly. "You're the one who lost it!"
"I thought you might know where it went." Harry said quickly.
Together they walked into the Gryffindor common room both with serious looks on their faces. The fire had burned out and Hermione's parchment had fallen to the floor. Hermione looked up from her chair and saw that Ron and harry had just walked right past. Both of them seemed to be thinking hard.
"Excuse me!" She Hermione said in a half-annoyed voice.
Harry and Ron spun around and saw Hermione sitting in the chair, staring strait back.
"I didn't see you there Hermione" Harry said as he helped her out of the chair.
"Hurry up. I'm hungry," said Ron as Hermione stretched. Sleeping in a chair all night hadn't been the most comfortable place.
They hurried down toward the great hall. As they walked in, the silence of the stairs and hallways turned into a blur of light and chatter of people. The three took there same seats at the Gryffindor table as the eagerly awaited their breakfast.
"Where were you last night, you just left us in the common room" Ron tried to say while loudly chewing some pancake.
Before Hermione could say anything harry answered for her. "I bet the library, right Hermione" he said looking at her from the other side of the table.
"Yes. Thank you Harry. I was looking for 'Hogwarts: a history' because I left my own at home." Then she looked at harry "what is it that you have lost?" She said, a hint of concern in her voice.
"Oh" Harry said, remembering his conversation with Ron earlier. "I can't find my wand. I have no idea where it went, and I can't go anywhere without it...including classes."
Hermione could see the look of worry on his face, even threw his glasses. Her voice became softer and kinder. "Don't worry harry, we'll find-" she was cut off by the sound of wings and hoots from owls flying above.
Parcels were dropping all around them. A newspaper and a note from Ron's mum dropped into his lap. Ron, mouth still full, of hash browns opened and read his letter. As Hermione looked up she saw a little square brown thing plop into her lap. Stuck on the top as a little paper with her fathers neat hand writing saying:
Hermione,
I thought you might need this.
Love dad.
Hermione stared at the, what felt like a book, on her hand. "How did dad know how to send mail the normal way, or in his case, the wizard way?" she thought to herself.
But she didn't question and opened the brown paper and saw Hogwarts: a history lying in her hand. She smiled and slid the book into her bag. She looked to see what Ron had gotten.
"Mum says that she hopes you two are well," Ron said, finally without any food in his mouth.
"It was nothing. We need to find your wand before the weekend it over." She said, ignoring Ron.
Harry looked, still a little confused but let it go.
"Where was the last time you saw it?" said Hermione, hoping it would help.
Harry's mind seemed to race. The food on their plates disappeared and everyone in the great hall seemed to flood out. Harry still sat, thinking hard. He looked up and saw a familiar face leaving the great hall, Cho- Chang. Ron looked at where Harry's eyes were staring.
"Oh come off it harry." Ron said, annoyed. "We need to focus our energy on finding your wand." Harry shook his head and kept thinking.
Hermione was thinking to, but not about Harry's wand. About her own crush, or old on. Victor Krum, she remembered him well but she really wished she had visited him that summer. It was almost November and she hadn't talked to him since last year. Ron looked at her too.
"God" he said "You two. At this rate we'll never find Harry's wand!"
"Well Ron if your so perfect, you find his wand." Hermione said coldly. She was a little annoyed Ron had ruined her daydream about Krum.
"I got it" Harry suddenly whispered, even though there was no one in sight. "I left it in potions...great. I'll never get it back, Snape probably already has given it to Malfoy and together they have done horrible things to it"
"Well, come on" Hermione said, grabbing her bag and starting to leave the Great Hall. "We can probably get it back, just ask him, he'll understand" Harry and Ron laughed.
"He'll understand?" Ron snorted "That's like saying Hagrid would be scared of fluffy!"