The Romeo and Juliet of Hogwarts
Chapter One
Summary: The son of a death eater, the daughter of muggles, two lives, one forbidden love. Two sets of friends, two sets of families, to sets of hatred. Love so strong, whether it shall lead to death or a life full of happiness, no one knows. What's in store for them, not even the clerk can advertise?
A/N: The summary isn't the best, but it fits. This is the tale of the Romeo and the Juliet in Hogwarts. I do not own Harry Potter, though I wish I did. I hope you like this tale of Romeo and Juliet Hogwarts style. I don't own any of Shakespeare's work, duh!I CHANGED IT A LITTLE! NOTE * * IS THOUGHTS AND ~ ~ IS DREAMS! THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS BUT I AM GOING THROUGH IT SINCE I HAVE NO HOMEWORK lol
'For never was there a story of such woe than that of Juliet and her Romeo.' Hermione shut the small book that held the play of Romeo and Juliet. *I wish I could have a love like that. That wouldn't end like it did.*Hermione thought. She lay on her bed, tired and depressed, as she thought of what it would be like, to love. Like Juliet did Romeo. She turned to her side and sighed. *Its crazy how love and hate can lead to death* she told herself. She yawned. She shut her eyes to take a nap.
~Hermione stood in her balcony, wearing a long, red flowing gown. Her hair was in a bun, with a golden hair piece holding it into place. She felt so...feminine. Like a princess.
Hermione looked at her veiw, at the ocean. A light breeze touched her face, when she saw him. His face wasn't visable. It wasn't covered, but Hermione couldn't see it. But, she felt strange around him. A feeling that she didn't know spread through her body, making her legs feel light. She felt light everywhere, like any second she could be picked up by the wind. It was wonderful.
She watched him near her balcony. His hand gently touched hers, as did his lips touch her lips. His lips were so warm, it felt like he was warming her. Hermione never wanted this feeling to end.~
Hermione was awakened by her mother entering her bedroom rather excitedly. Mrs.Granger handed her a letter from Hogwarts, her smile beaming. It was already opened, so Hermione read it.
Dear Miss Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Girl. The Head Boy shall be Mr. Draco Malfoy, of Slytherin. Since you two share such hate we have arranged a special arrangement, for your case. You two shall be here two days early.
Sincerely yours,
Albus Dumbledore
Hermione beamed with excitement and proudness. Her eyes glowed, but soon stopped as she reread Malfoy's name. *Two days early? Dr-Malfoy...Head Boy? What are they thinking! We'll never get along! * Hermione thought. "Congratulations!" her mother said," Oh, yes, almost forgot, you got an invitation to a special Wizard Ball. Formal dress, so we need to go shopping!"
"A Wizards Ball? Really? That's...amazing! I need a new nightgown, too, Mum! Remember?" Hermione replied. Mrs.Granger nodded, she got up and left Hermione alone. Hermione hurriedly found a piece of paper and a quill. She wrote to Ron and Harry, who were spending the summer together.
Dearest Ron and Harry,
Guess what? I'm Head Girl! I guess it's not really a surprise, but its....well, you know, great! And I have been invited to a Wizarding Ball. But there is some bad news, Draco Malfoy is Head Boy. And you know what else? Dumbledore has arranged for us to go two days early. I wonder what he has up his wand. Well, I have to go, Mum's taking me shopping.
Love,
Hermione Granger
Hermione placed the letters into an envelope and let her new owl, Lady, out. She handed her beautiful snow white owl the letter and opened the window. Lady flew out, knowing where to go. She then ran to her closet and slipped a pair of black shoes on, and raced out of her room excitedly. She met her mother by the car, she sat in the front passenger seat. Her mother drove. It was quiet for a minute, before her mother asked," You should really try to get along with that...what's his name? Drake Malford?"
"Draco Malfoy, Mum," Hermione said," And I really can't get along with that...that Slytherin. He calls me Mudblood, and....well, he's Draco Malfoy."
"I really don't understand. I never got your world. Slytherin? Mudblood? That is so foreign to me dear. I know we've been over this a thousand times, but would you mind another one?" her mother replied. Hermione rolled her eyes in amusement.
"Mum, there are four houses at Hogwarts, you know Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. All Slytherin witches and wizards never turn good. And Mudblood is an insult. It means 'dirty blood' it refers to muggle-non magic folk- borns who are witches and wizards. Got it?" Hermione asked. Her mother nodded, but Hermione knew she'd forget by tomorrow. No use in going over it.
"Yes, but dear, do try to get along with him, even if he's a...jerk," Mrs. Granger replied. Hermione knew she was right, she shouldn't sink as low as he. Maybe she should agree.
"I guess you're right," Hermione replied. She looked at her reflection, for she had nothing else to say. She noticed a prettier girl then she had been. Her teeth were straight-thanks to magic and her hair was smooth and wavy, her mother had taken her to salons for treatments (she used special shampoo). Hermione was quiet proud. She was no longer that nerdy looking girl, more pretty and elegant looking. She thought of Harry and Ron, wondering how they were doing. Harry and Ginny had been dating for a year, she was happy for them, Ron and Hermione dated for a week, but decided they were only best friends. Both Ron and Hermione were single. Hermione didn't mind, most of the time, but Ron was lonely.
They soon were at the shop. They got out of the car and headed for the store. Hermione looked for a beautiful dress. She soon found two she liked. One was red and slender, it tied around the waist in a gold ribbon and had off the shoulder sleeves, it would reach her ankles. The other dress was a shorter version, it reached above the knees.. She tried both on and modeled them for her mother. "The shorter one is pretty, but here it says girls: Ankle length, no legs showing. So the long one," Mrs.Granger said. Hermione looked at the letter and nodded. They started looking for shoes, and ended up choosing gold ones. She was showing Gryffindor spirit. They soon found a gold shawl. Her outfit was complete. She smiled as she twirled around, the dress twirling with her. Hermione had always wanted to do that. Now, all she had to do was wait. Which would seem like ages.
A/N: PLEASE REVIEW! I know I'm writting another one but I wanted to get this on! :) Please REVIEW if you read this, I don't care if you just say it was good or you liked it, just review. How did you like the rewritten part?? Check out chapter 2 (if its redone it will say so! I'm working on it!)
Chapter One
Summary: The son of a death eater, the daughter of muggles, two lives, one forbidden love. Two sets of friends, two sets of families, to sets of hatred. Love so strong, whether it shall lead to death or a life full of happiness, no one knows. What's in store for them, not even the clerk can advertise?
A/N: The summary isn't the best, but it fits. This is the tale of the Romeo and the Juliet in Hogwarts. I do not own Harry Potter, though I wish I did. I hope you like this tale of Romeo and Juliet Hogwarts style. I don't own any of Shakespeare's work, duh!I CHANGED IT A LITTLE! NOTE * * IS THOUGHTS AND ~ ~ IS DREAMS! THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS BUT I AM GOING THROUGH IT SINCE I HAVE NO HOMEWORK lol
'For never was there a story of such woe than that of Juliet and her Romeo.' Hermione shut the small book that held the play of Romeo and Juliet. *I wish I could have a love like that. That wouldn't end like it did.*Hermione thought. She lay on her bed, tired and depressed, as she thought of what it would be like, to love. Like Juliet did Romeo. She turned to her side and sighed. *Its crazy how love and hate can lead to death* she told herself. She yawned. She shut her eyes to take a nap.
~Hermione stood in her balcony, wearing a long, red flowing gown. Her hair was in a bun, with a golden hair piece holding it into place. She felt so...feminine. Like a princess.
Hermione looked at her veiw, at the ocean. A light breeze touched her face, when she saw him. His face wasn't visable. It wasn't covered, but Hermione couldn't see it. But, she felt strange around him. A feeling that she didn't know spread through her body, making her legs feel light. She felt light everywhere, like any second she could be picked up by the wind. It was wonderful.
She watched him near her balcony. His hand gently touched hers, as did his lips touch her lips. His lips were so warm, it felt like he was warming her. Hermione never wanted this feeling to end.~
Hermione was awakened by her mother entering her bedroom rather excitedly. Mrs.Granger handed her a letter from Hogwarts, her smile beaming. It was already opened, so Hermione read it.
Dear Miss Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Girl. The Head Boy shall be Mr. Draco Malfoy, of Slytherin. Since you two share such hate we have arranged a special arrangement, for your case. You two shall be here two days early.
Sincerely yours,
Albus Dumbledore
Hermione beamed with excitement and proudness. Her eyes glowed, but soon stopped as she reread Malfoy's name. *Two days early? Dr-Malfoy...Head Boy? What are they thinking! We'll never get along! * Hermione thought. "Congratulations!" her mother said," Oh, yes, almost forgot, you got an invitation to a special Wizard Ball. Formal dress, so we need to go shopping!"
"A Wizards Ball? Really? That's...amazing! I need a new nightgown, too, Mum! Remember?" Hermione replied. Mrs.Granger nodded, she got up and left Hermione alone. Hermione hurriedly found a piece of paper and a quill. She wrote to Ron and Harry, who were spending the summer together.
Dearest Ron and Harry,
Guess what? I'm Head Girl! I guess it's not really a surprise, but its....well, you know, great! And I have been invited to a Wizarding Ball. But there is some bad news, Draco Malfoy is Head Boy. And you know what else? Dumbledore has arranged for us to go two days early. I wonder what he has up his wand. Well, I have to go, Mum's taking me shopping.
Love,
Hermione Granger
Hermione placed the letters into an envelope and let her new owl, Lady, out. She handed her beautiful snow white owl the letter and opened the window. Lady flew out, knowing where to go. She then ran to her closet and slipped a pair of black shoes on, and raced out of her room excitedly. She met her mother by the car, she sat in the front passenger seat. Her mother drove. It was quiet for a minute, before her mother asked," You should really try to get along with that...what's his name? Drake Malford?"
"Draco Malfoy, Mum," Hermione said," And I really can't get along with that...that Slytherin. He calls me Mudblood, and....well, he's Draco Malfoy."
"I really don't understand. I never got your world. Slytherin? Mudblood? That is so foreign to me dear. I know we've been over this a thousand times, but would you mind another one?" her mother replied. Hermione rolled her eyes in amusement.
"Mum, there are four houses at Hogwarts, you know Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. All Slytherin witches and wizards never turn good. And Mudblood is an insult. It means 'dirty blood' it refers to muggle-non magic folk- borns who are witches and wizards. Got it?" Hermione asked. Her mother nodded, but Hermione knew she'd forget by tomorrow. No use in going over it.
"Yes, but dear, do try to get along with him, even if he's a...jerk," Mrs. Granger replied. Hermione knew she was right, she shouldn't sink as low as he. Maybe she should agree.
"I guess you're right," Hermione replied. She looked at her reflection, for she had nothing else to say. She noticed a prettier girl then she had been. Her teeth were straight-thanks to magic and her hair was smooth and wavy, her mother had taken her to salons for treatments (she used special shampoo). Hermione was quiet proud. She was no longer that nerdy looking girl, more pretty and elegant looking. She thought of Harry and Ron, wondering how they were doing. Harry and Ginny had been dating for a year, she was happy for them, Ron and Hermione dated for a week, but decided they were only best friends. Both Ron and Hermione were single. Hermione didn't mind, most of the time, but Ron was lonely.
They soon were at the shop. They got out of the car and headed for the store. Hermione looked for a beautiful dress. She soon found two she liked. One was red and slender, it tied around the waist in a gold ribbon and had off the shoulder sleeves, it would reach her ankles. The other dress was a shorter version, it reached above the knees.. She tried both on and modeled them for her mother. "The shorter one is pretty, but here it says girls: Ankle length, no legs showing. So the long one," Mrs.Granger said. Hermione looked at the letter and nodded. They started looking for shoes, and ended up choosing gold ones. She was showing Gryffindor spirit. They soon found a gold shawl. Her outfit was complete. She smiled as she twirled around, the dress twirling with her. Hermione had always wanted to do that. Now, all she had to do was wait. Which would seem like ages.
A/N: PLEASE REVIEW! I know I'm writting another one but I wanted to get this on! :) Please REVIEW if you read this, I don't care if you just say it was good or you liked it, just review. How did you like the rewritten part?? Check out chapter 2 (if its redone it will say so! I'm working on it!)