KittyWings: Hey, I first posted this story when I was in Grade 8, I'm in Grade 10 now so I thought that I'd at least try
to complete it. I've grown up a lot since then so the story might turn out differently.My twin sister's lost complete intrust
in Harry Potter so I'm the only one continuing now.
Have fun reading!
Chapter Four
Breakfast
He couldn't
He could.
He couldn't
He could.
Alright, he couldn't
Well, it wasn't as if Harry had a crush on this girl. That was be absolutely ridiculously, it would be the most frivolous thing that he had ever heard of. Hermione was a mudblood, plain and simple. Yesterday's confused and dazed were nothing, it was just the fact that she was pretty. Nothing else.
"Harry," Ron snapped his fingers in front of his face.
"What?" He snapped irritably.
"Um, your elbow's in the butter dish," Ron whispered.
"Oh, right, sorry" Harry removed his sticky elbow and started wiping it down with a napkin.
"So, Harry" Hermione said, casting a strange look at his greasy elbow. "Do you understand the stuff I taught you last night?"
"Yah, do you understand?" Fred grinned in a matter Harry found quite disturbing. "What she taught you last night?"
"STOP" Ron moaned.
"Yes, I do. Thank you"
"You're welcome, Harry" Hermione smiled charmingly at him.
Pretty and nice, Harry liked that.
Oh, sod it
to complete it. I've grown up a lot since then so the story might turn out differently.My twin sister's lost complete intrust
in Harry Potter so I'm the only one continuing now.
Have fun reading!
Chapter Four
Breakfast
He couldn't
He could.
He couldn't
He could.
Alright, he couldn't
Well, it wasn't as if Harry had a crush on this girl. That was be absolutely ridiculously, it would be the most frivolous thing that he had ever heard of. Hermione was a mudblood, plain and simple. Yesterday's confused and dazed were nothing, it was just the fact that she was pretty. Nothing else.
"Harry," Ron snapped his fingers in front of his face.
"What?" He snapped irritably.
"Um, your elbow's in the butter dish," Ron whispered.
"Oh, right, sorry" Harry removed his sticky elbow and started wiping it down with a napkin.
"So, Harry" Hermione said, casting a strange look at his greasy elbow. "Do you understand the stuff I taught you last night?"
"Yah, do you understand?" Fred grinned in a matter Harry found quite disturbing. "What she taught you last night?"
"STOP" Ron moaned.
"Yes, I do. Thank you"
"You're welcome, Harry" Hermione smiled charmingly at him.
Pretty and nice, Harry liked that.
Oh, sod it