Disclaimer - yada yada yada I don't own it
Reviewers - Thankyou so much to the people who were nice and told me to keep on writing. And to 'FlamingPheonix2' - did you not actually READ the story? It was just an introduction.which means it's MEANT to be short. Jeez take a chill pill and maybe one for PMS while you're at it. But thanx for the criticism anyway, it only reminded me about what I should fix. LOL.
Any further flames are kinda dumb coz' I'll just laugh at them . . .flames r furrrrrny!
Gothicmione
~Flaming Harry~
It was two weeks after Hermione Granger and Harry Potter had seen each other and they were quite a bit closer than they would have thought.
For one thing, they were now apparently 'a couple,' and they walked around, most of the time, holding hands.
Another change that had occurred was that Hermione's image has sunk into Harry. She had basically given him a complete makeover and now he. . .too . . .was a goth.
Harry Potter could not explain what he was feeling when he was kissing her. It was like a flame inside of him (and not where you think I mean . . .sicko) and this flame spread throughout his whole body, making him shiver. Hermione felt much the same. The result of this was inevitable . . .eventually, they were going to sleep together.
* * * Draco Malfoy was walking down the dungeons corridor, unusually, he was alone. He spotted the couple, hand in hand, talking animatedly. Despite their appearance, they looked like a genuine happy couple.
And . . .as to be expected . . .Draco Malfoy was, for the first time in his life, jealous.
'Well well well . . .if it isn't Pothead and his little girlfriend. Funny, I thought you freaks only came out at night.'
Harry Potter smirked (A/N:hang on . . . let's go over that again, major reversal of roles here) HARRY POTTER SMIRKED. He looked at his girlfriend and walked on with her, to potions, still smiling.
Draco hissed and walked the other way, the look on his face could be framed and sold.
* * * Well that's about it for now. I'll write more when I have more time . . .if you review.
Love, Tanx
Reviewers - Thankyou so much to the people who were nice and told me to keep on writing. And to 'FlamingPheonix2' - did you not actually READ the story? It was just an introduction.which means it's MEANT to be short. Jeez take a chill pill and maybe one for PMS while you're at it. But thanx for the criticism anyway, it only reminded me about what I should fix. LOL.
Any further flames are kinda dumb coz' I'll just laugh at them . . .flames r furrrrrny!
Gothicmione
~Flaming Harry~
It was two weeks after Hermione Granger and Harry Potter had seen each other and they were quite a bit closer than they would have thought.
For one thing, they were now apparently 'a couple,' and they walked around, most of the time, holding hands.
Another change that had occurred was that Hermione's image has sunk into Harry. She had basically given him a complete makeover and now he. . .too . . .was a goth.
Harry Potter could not explain what he was feeling when he was kissing her. It was like a flame inside of him (and not where you think I mean . . .sicko) and this flame spread throughout his whole body, making him shiver. Hermione felt much the same. The result of this was inevitable . . .eventually, they were going to sleep together.
* * * Draco Malfoy was walking down the dungeons corridor, unusually, he was alone. He spotted the couple, hand in hand, talking animatedly. Despite their appearance, they looked like a genuine happy couple.
And . . .as to be expected . . .Draco Malfoy was, for the first time in his life, jealous.
'Well well well . . .if it isn't Pothead and his little girlfriend. Funny, I thought you freaks only came out at night.'
Harry Potter smirked (A/N:hang on . . . let's go over that again, major reversal of roles here) HARRY POTTER SMIRKED. He looked at his girlfriend and walked on with her, to potions, still smiling.
Draco hissed and walked the other way, the look on his face could be framed and sold.
* * * Well that's about it for now. I'll write more when I have more time . . .if you review.
Love, Tanx