Disclaimer: Fyi: I wasn't planning on making a long disclaimer, but
unfortunately one of my friends Elvenstar28 told me too, (make sure you
checkout her story "Personal Slave"). If you like her story or mine make
sure you email it to all of your friends!
But of course, I don't own Harry Potter and neither does Elvenstar28
(though we would very much like to). If we did own it, we wouldn't be
writing stories on finfiction.net.
By the way... Elvenstar28 wants to write a longer disclaimer than me.
I don't know why, she has a longer story then me already, so why does she
want a longer disclaimer also? The world may never know
For now sit back relax, and read my fan-fiction/chap 5. (I own this
story, but I don't own HP itself)...Also! I don't care whether I spell
stuff wrong (ex: your/ur) so if you see stuff spelt like it, get over it.
Lol.
**
Setting: Everyone has just about entered the Great Hall for breakfast.
Hermione sat by Neville as she waited for Harry and Ron. She looked over to
see Draco overcrowded by a bunch of Slytherins.)
As Hermione took another bite of her breakfast, she saw Ron and Harry
scramble into the Great Hall for breakfast. Both of the boy's heads wee
still wet from their showers. Ron sat down urgently across from Hermione
and started talking to her before Harry could even say "Good Morning".
"Big News!" Ron said quickly.
"Do tell." Hermione answered with absolutely no enthusiasm.
"It's about Malfoy, last -"
"Why are you wearing make-up?" Harry cut in and asked Hermione with much
suspicion.
Both boys examined Hermiones new style in hair. No longer was it goofy and
frizzy, but a glossy and straight. Her emerald eyes were surrounded by eye
shadow, eyeliner, and massacre, which made her look years older.
"Oh, well, I, uh... wasn't really doing anything last night" Hermione lied,
"so. I, um...decided to doll myself up, it's a girl thing."
Ron stared at her for a moment in suspicion, shook his head, and continued
on with what he was saying.
"Back to what I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. Last night,
Malfoy come out with his Quidditch team. So, Crabbe and Goyle went looking
for him. About an hour after searching for him, they found him in the
Quidditch field making out with some girl!"
"OH MY GOD!" Hermione yelled as she knocked over her orange juice. Her
heart was beating fastly, her breathing became harder. Did anyone know it
was her? Did Crabbe and Goyle really see her and Draco together?
Neville seemed to answer that question for her.
"They weren't sure who the girl was," Neville announced, "They're to thick
and stupid to actually look and see who it was. All they said that was the
girl didn't look familiar, which means she probably isn't from Slytherin."
"Which is great!" Ron shouted excitingly. "That means when I find the girl
who isn't from Slytherin, and isn't full wizard blood...or so I hope, I get
the honor of telling Draco how he is a hypocritical and fraud against
everything he ever stood for!
Hermione, this is also your chance to get back at him. I mean think
about it. All of these years he's been discriminating kids who were muggle-
borns and kids from the other houses...And now he may be dating one! Think
of the possibilities, we can make him a disgrace to Slytherin, and the
whole Malfoy family!"
Ron gasped for a breath. "So wadda ya say? Are you with me and Harry on
this one?" he asked as he reaches out his hand to shake on it with hers.
"Y-you don't even have to ask." Hermione answered with the fakest smile.
And with that, she shook Ron's hand.
She instantly lost her will to talk to Ron and Harry for the rest of the
day.
I know it's a short chapter, but I swear there will be more posted
tomorrow! R/R!
--ps: Don't think I'm moving to fast in this story because I'm not, you
don't even know when it's going to end so you can't say f I'm going to fast
with this story or not, I say that in the nicest way as possible! Lolx.
unfortunately one of my friends Elvenstar28 told me too, (make sure you
checkout her story "Personal Slave"). If you like her story or mine make
sure you email it to all of your friends!
But of course, I don't own Harry Potter and neither does Elvenstar28
(though we would very much like to). If we did own it, we wouldn't be
writing stories on finfiction.net.
By the way... Elvenstar28 wants to write a longer disclaimer than me.
I don't know why, she has a longer story then me already, so why does she
want a longer disclaimer also? The world may never know
For now sit back relax, and read my fan-fiction/chap 5. (I own this
story, but I don't own HP itself)...Also! I don't care whether I spell
stuff wrong (ex: your/ur) so if you see stuff spelt like it, get over it.
Lol.
**
Setting: Everyone has just about entered the Great Hall for breakfast.
Hermione sat by Neville as she waited for Harry and Ron. She looked over to
see Draco overcrowded by a bunch of Slytherins.)
As Hermione took another bite of her breakfast, she saw Ron and Harry
scramble into the Great Hall for breakfast. Both of the boy's heads wee
still wet from their showers. Ron sat down urgently across from Hermione
and started talking to her before Harry could even say "Good Morning".
"Big News!" Ron said quickly.
"Do tell." Hermione answered with absolutely no enthusiasm.
"It's about Malfoy, last -"
"Why are you wearing make-up?" Harry cut in and asked Hermione with much
suspicion.
Both boys examined Hermiones new style in hair. No longer was it goofy and
frizzy, but a glossy and straight. Her emerald eyes were surrounded by eye
shadow, eyeliner, and massacre, which made her look years older.
"Oh, well, I, uh... wasn't really doing anything last night" Hermione lied,
"so. I, um...decided to doll myself up, it's a girl thing."
Ron stared at her for a moment in suspicion, shook his head, and continued
on with what he was saying.
"Back to what I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. Last night,
Malfoy come out with his Quidditch team. So, Crabbe and Goyle went looking
for him. About an hour after searching for him, they found him in the
Quidditch field making out with some girl!"
"OH MY GOD!" Hermione yelled as she knocked over her orange juice. Her
heart was beating fastly, her breathing became harder. Did anyone know it
was her? Did Crabbe and Goyle really see her and Draco together?
Neville seemed to answer that question for her.
"They weren't sure who the girl was," Neville announced, "They're to thick
and stupid to actually look and see who it was. All they said that was the
girl didn't look familiar, which means she probably isn't from Slytherin."
"Which is great!" Ron shouted excitingly. "That means when I find the girl
who isn't from Slytherin, and isn't full wizard blood...or so I hope, I get
the honor of telling Draco how he is a hypocritical and fraud against
everything he ever stood for!
Hermione, this is also your chance to get back at him. I mean think
about it. All of these years he's been discriminating kids who were muggle-
borns and kids from the other houses...And now he may be dating one! Think
of the possibilities, we can make him a disgrace to Slytherin, and the
whole Malfoy family!"
Ron gasped for a breath. "So wadda ya say? Are you with me and Harry on
this one?" he asked as he reaches out his hand to shake on it with hers.
"Y-you don't even have to ask." Hermione answered with the fakest smile.
And with that, she shook Ron's hand.
She instantly lost her will to talk to Ron and Harry for the rest of the
day.
I know it's a short chapter, but I swear there will be more posted
tomorrow! R/R!
--ps: Don't think I'm moving to fast in this story because I'm not, you
don't even know when it's going to end so you can't say f I'm going to fast
with this story or not, I say that in the nicest way as possible! Lolx.