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***disclaimer: people I did not write Harry potter, nor come up with the
ideas etc. it was all the genius of J.K. Rowling. So don't sue me. That's
just not nice.****
***HERMIONE'S POV***
(Lalalalala. So happy to be back.actually I'm happy I got out of that train. Ron was going through all the shades of green. Too many chocolate frogs I suppose. I was a little bit twitchy, I didn't want to get throw-up all over my new cloak. I made Ron sit next to the window and got him a plastic bag, just in case. Now I must shake my gorgeous head back to show my extremely shiny hair. Pantene Pro-V works wonders!)
"Harry, I think I ate too many chocolate frogs," Ron said, clutching his stomach.
(I don't think that nasty shade of green matches with his flamy-ish red hair. It just clashes)
"Too bad you didn't think of keeping your gob shut," retorted the other boy.
"It feels good to be back," I said.
"What did you say 'Mione?" The red haired boy asked.
"She said she wish she didn't have a bugger always asking her questions, Ron," the other boy snickered.
(No, I said I wish you two would stop arguing. It's giving me a migraine. And I'm too young to get migraines. But good guess Harry. Ooooooh here comes Malfoy!)
"Hey Mudblood, how was your vacation?" a drawling voice muttered.
(Creative, isn't he? The darling angel.notice the sarcasm?)
"Say Mudblood one more time and I'll punch your face in," Ron warned, stepping forward.
(Ron, I really appreciate it, but you're kinda embarrassing me.)
"Hey, Malfoy. Are you ready to get beaten by the Gryffindor team again for the House cup?" Hermione said.
(OoOoO, in ya FACE lil fair-haired boy!)
A slow smile formed across Malfoy's pale face, revealing his perfectly white teeth, but his pale eyes narrowed slightly.
"Aww, Hermione, you've gone and hurt my feelings," the boy teased.
(GOD HE'S SO HOT! I mean.oh, the evilness! My, he's grown up. I remember in first year he looked like a vicious little rat. Ah, good memories. Goody. Here comes Pansy. Must she drool over him like that? Her eyes are purple?? Since when does she use magical contacts?? I wonder if that's her natural eye color.I doubt it.)
Pansy came forward, swaying her hips from side to side. She clutched Malfoy's arm possessively.
"Hermione, darling, how are you? Well, I hope my little cuddly-wuddly Drackie poo didn't hurt your feelings." She said with a tinge of sarcasm. "I'll just free him from your hands, okay? Come Drackie. Let's go sit together at the Slytherin table." She dragged Malfoy away from the threesome.
(Let's go sit at the Slytherin table. Stupid Pansy.)
"Well, Pansy has undergone a dramatic change," I commented, breaking the silence.
"I don't think so. When I was getting off the Hogwarts Express, I saw her casting mushy love glances at him." Ron said.
(How DARE she??? He's MINE! Mine I tell you!)
"He is going to have a lot to put up with now that Pansy's attached herself to him," Harry said laughing, looking over his shoulder to see Pansy still holding on firmly to Malfoy's arm.
(That's not what I meant at all you two owl pellets. I meant her face and body. She's developed if you know what I mean. There's a word for that. Um.oh yeah! Voluptuous. It's a fun word to say! Vol-UP-tuOuS.)
So Ron, Harry, and I finally went to sit down at the Gryffindor table. I saw some old friends like Lavender and what's-her-name and Ginny. Said hi to Dean and Seamus. I looked up at the staff table. Dumbledore was looking amused, as always. Flitwick was sitting ontop of a pile of cushions, and Hagrid was drinking as if there was no tomorrow, but in a dignified way. Sortof. Then I saw Snape glare at me. I was tempted to glare back but I decided to smile. He continued to glare.
The doors of the Great Hall burst open and Professor McGonagall entered with a frightened group of first years trailing behind. Dumbledore said a few words of welcome and the Sorting Hat began to perform its song. Once it was finished, Professor stuck the Sorting Hat on the nervous heads and after everybody was sorted, food appeared on the plates and drink in the goblets. The Great Hall rang with the clamor of dishes and chatter of the students.
(Mwahahaha! Time to torture the poor ickle firsties! Noo, I can't. I have to set a good example, blah blah blah. OMG. IS PANSY TRYING TO TOUCH MY MAN???)
I shifted gaze from Harry to Draco on the other side of the room. Pansy had a firm grip on his arm and he was trying to shake her off. But his attempts to get rid of her only provoked Pansy more, so she kept leaning her head on Draco's shoulder. It was kind of amusing, to see Pansy desperately trying to attract attention to herself by acting like a total clutz. I got bored after a while and a wee bit annoyed, so I turned around and started talking to Seamus.
(You know what? Irish guys aren't that bad..Seamus is kinda cute. And he's available. Sadly he doesn't have that hot-evil look like Malfoy's pulling off with effortless ease. Mmmmm good food.)
Everybody got tired of pigging out. I felt like I was going to explode. BOOM! I walked up with Ron and Harry talking about stupid, pointless stuff that can't have been important because I can't remember any of it.
"Phoenix claws," Harry yawned, and the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open. Harry stepped inside, then me and Ron.
"I'm tired and now I'm going to go to sleep. See you guys tomorrow," I yawned and walked upstairs to my dormitory. My big fat suitcase was on my bed and I was too tired to lift it off so I just kicked it and it fell. I hope I didn't have anything fragile in there. I changed to my pajamas and did all the necessary hygienic bedtime stuff like brush my teeth and washy face, etc.
(I hope my schedule will be different. IT's always the same. Potions with evil Snape and Slytherins, Herbology with Sprout and her short termed memory and a mix of people. Mlah.)
Overcome with drowsiness, I flopped over and was swept into a dream.
"Oh Draco, I love you so!" I held him close to me.
"Hermione, I feel the same about you!" He gazed into my eyes.
"Draco, we have wasted so many years in this petty rivalry." A tear ran down my cheek.
"I know, I am terribly sorry. Won't you EVER forgive me?" Draco wiped away my tear.
"Oh yes! Draco, Kiss me!"
Our lips were about to join when.
"Hermione! How could you betray us like this?" Harry cried out. "I thought you loved ME!"
"Um.Harry, you got it all wrong. It's Draco I love. I like you too."
"How could you love our sworn enemy?" Ron yelled.
"Well, he's pretty hot. I mean look at the BODY! His eyes, his hair, his nose.just everything! Have you even felt that six-pack??" I demanded.
"Yes, I must admit I am quite the charmer," Draco said proudly, drawing himself up. "All my looks are inherited from my father."
"Luscious Lucious!" Ron and Harry gasped.
"Yep. Now where were we, Hermione, my love, my darling, my soul mate?" Draco turned to me once more.
"Umm...wait, hold up. Lemme think for a sec. Oh yeah! Kiss me Draco, darling!"
As we kissed, Ron and Harry bellowed, "YOU'VE PASSED THE POINT OF NO RETURN!!!"
*****so watcha think? The part about "you've passed the point of no return" is from the phantom of the opera, which was neither thought up of, or written by me. Review!!!!!!!!! Please
***HERMIONE'S POV***
(Lalalalala. So happy to be back.actually I'm happy I got out of that train. Ron was going through all the shades of green. Too many chocolate frogs I suppose. I was a little bit twitchy, I didn't want to get throw-up all over my new cloak. I made Ron sit next to the window and got him a plastic bag, just in case. Now I must shake my gorgeous head back to show my extremely shiny hair. Pantene Pro-V works wonders!)
"Harry, I think I ate too many chocolate frogs," Ron said, clutching his stomach.
(I don't think that nasty shade of green matches with his flamy-ish red hair. It just clashes)
"Too bad you didn't think of keeping your gob shut," retorted the other boy.
"It feels good to be back," I said.
"What did you say 'Mione?" The red haired boy asked.
"She said she wish she didn't have a bugger always asking her questions, Ron," the other boy snickered.
(No, I said I wish you two would stop arguing. It's giving me a migraine. And I'm too young to get migraines. But good guess Harry. Ooooooh here comes Malfoy!)
"Hey Mudblood, how was your vacation?" a drawling voice muttered.
(Creative, isn't he? The darling angel.notice the sarcasm?)
"Say Mudblood one more time and I'll punch your face in," Ron warned, stepping forward.
(Ron, I really appreciate it, but you're kinda embarrassing me.)
"Hey, Malfoy. Are you ready to get beaten by the Gryffindor team again for the House cup?" Hermione said.
(OoOoO, in ya FACE lil fair-haired boy!)
A slow smile formed across Malfoy's pale face, revealing his perfectly white teeth, but his pale eyes narrowed slightly.
"Aww, Hermione, you've gone and hurt my feelings," the boy teased.
(GOD HE'S SO HOT! I mean.oh, the evilness! My, he's grown up. I remember in first year he looked like a vicious little rat. Ah, good memories. Goody. Here comes Pansy. Must she drool over him like that? Her eyes are purple?? Since when does she use magical contacts?? I wonder if that's her natural eye color.I doubt it.)
Pansy came forward, swaying her hips from side to side. She clutched Malfoy's arm possessively.
"Hermione, darling, how are you? Well, I hope my little cuddly-wuddly Drackie poo didn't hurt your feelings." She said with a tinge of sarcasm. "I'll just free him from your hands, okay? Come Drackie. Let's go sit together at the Slytherin table." She dragged Malfoy away from the threesome.
(Let's go sit at the Slytherin table. Stupid Pansy.)
"Well, Pansy has undergone a dramatic change," I commented, breaking the silence.
"I don't think so. When I was getting off the Hogwarts Express, I saw her casting mushy love glances at him." Ron said.
(How DARE she??? He's MINE! Mine I tell you!)
"He is going to have a lot to put up with now that Pansy's attached herself to him," Harry said laughing, looking over his shoulder to see Pansy still holding on firmly to Malfoy's arm.
(That's not what I meant at all you two owl pellets. I meant her face and body. She's developed if you know what I mean. There's a word for that. Um.oh yeah! Voluptuous. It's a fun word to say! Vol-UP-tuOuS.)
So Ron, Harry, and I finally went to sit down at the Gryffindor table. I saw some old friends like Lavender and what's-her-name and Ginny. Said hi to Dean and Seamus. I looked up at the staff table. Dumbledore was looking amused, as always. Flitwick was sitting ontop of a pile of cushions, and Hagrid was drinking as if there was no tomorrow, but in a dignified way. Sortof. Then I saw Snape glare at me. I was tempted to glare back but I decided to smile. He continued to glare.
The doors of the Great Hall burst open and Professor McGonagall entered with a frightened group of first years trailing behind. Dumbledore said a few words of welcome and the Sorting Hat began to perform its song. Once it was finished, Professor stuck the Sorting Hat on the nervous heads and after everybody was sorted, food appeared on the plates and drink in the goblets. The Great Hall rang with the clamor of dishes and chatter of the students.
(Mwahahaha! Time to torture the poor ickle firsties! Noo, I can't. I have to set a good example, blah blah blah. OMG. IS PANSY TRYING TO TOUCH MY MAN???)
I shifted gaze from Harry to Draco on the other side of the room. Pansy had a firm grip on his arm and he was trying to shake her off. But his attempts to get rid of her only provoked Pansy more, so she kept leaning her head on Draco's shoulder. It was kind of amusing, to see Pansy desperately trying to attract attention to herself by acting like a total clutz. I got bored after a while and a wee bit annoyed, so I turned around and started talking to Seamus.
(You know what? Irish guys aren't that bad..Seamus is kinda cute. And he's available. Sadly he doesn't have that hot-evil look like Malfoy's pulling off with effortless ease. Mmmmm good food.)
Everybody got tired of pigging out. I felt like I was going to explode. BOOM! I walked up with Ron and Harry talking about stupid, pointless stuff that can't have been important because I can't remember any of it.
"Phoenix claws," Harry yawned, and the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open. Harry stepped inside, then me and Ron.
"I'm tired and now I'm going to go to sleep. See you guys tomorrow," I yawned and walked upstairs to my dormitory. My big fat suitcase was on my bed and I was too tired to lift it off so I just kicked it and it fell. I hope I didn't have anything fragile in there. I changed to my pajamas and did all the necessary hygienic bedtime stuff like brush my teeth and washy face, etc.
(I hope my schedule will be different. IT's always the same. Potions with evil Snape and Slytherins, Herbology with Sprout and her short termed memory and a mix of people. Mlah.)
Overcome with drowsiness, I flopped over and was swept into a dream.
"Oh Draco, I love you so!" I held him close to me.
"Hermione, I feel the same about you!" He gazed into my eyes.
"Draco, we have wasted so many years in this petty rivalry." A tear ran down my cheek.
"I know, I am terribly sorry. Won't you EVER forgive me?" Draco wiped away my tear.
"Oh yes! Draco, Kiss me!"
Our lips were about to join when.
"Hermione! How could you betray us like this?" Harry cried out. "I thought you loved ME!"
"Um.Harry, you got it all wrong. It's Draco I love. I like you too."
"How could you love our sworn enemy?" Ron yelled.
"Well, he's pretty hot. I mean look at the BODY! His eyes, his hair, his nose.just everything! Have you even felt that six-pack??" I demanded.
"Yes, I must admit I am quite the charmer," Draco said proudly, drawing himself up. "All my looks are inherited from my father."
"Luscious Lucious!" Ron and Harry gasped.
"Yep. Now where were we, Hermione, my love, my darling, my soul mate?" Draco turned to me once more.
"Umm...wait, hold up. Lemme think for a sec. Oh yeah! Kiss me Draco, darling!"
As we kissed, Ron and Harry bellowed, "YOU'VE PASSED THE POINT OF NO RETURN!!!"
*****so watcha think? The part about "you've passed the point of no return" is from the phantom of the opera, which was neither thought up of, or written by me. Review!!!!!!!!! Please