A/N: Thanks to the following reviewers! I write for you guys!
Cassiopea: I hope that it lives up to its potential ~ some of your questions will be answered this chapter, some not!
Cayin-Moonchild: You will see :P !!
Please feel welcome to review! Flames aren't cherished but they are appreciated!
Also, I don't have a beta reader . in fact, this hasn't been proofread or anything! So, if you are wondering about some inconsistencies or spelling/grammar mistakes, that is why, and please let me know!
As always, thanks!
~Lyssa~
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.
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Chapter Two: Varied Reactions
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"Oy, Mione, what is with you today?" asked Ron, uncomfortably being pulled very fast to seats in the middle of the Gryffindor table. "Make-up, clothes that don't give away that you're a nerd, and now EXERCISE? Honestly, I really don't understand you, or girls in general . . ."
Hermione just gave him one of her infamous death glares before hurrying ahead and sitting down. She pretended to be busy getting food, but in fact she was trying to sneak as many glances at a certain orange haired boy currently starting this morning's breakfast riot. Apparently, owls don't like it when you give them a sausage for a tip, as was today's lesson. She was snapped back to reality, however, when Ron impatiently hit her arm.
"Hermione, why are you so interested in George this morning, anyhow? Hello? I've been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes!" Ron was getting extremely annoyed. His best friend (and secret crush) was looking great but obviously not for him. The only person of whom it would be worse than George would be Snape, but since he was already in Azkaban undercover, that possibility was slim to none.
"Oh, I'm really sorry Ron, I'm just a little preoccupied I suppose . . . ummm, I have to go to the library, that Potions essay is due next month, and I haven't even gotten to fourth revisions yet! See you in Charms, and tell Harry" Hermione took a final bite of toast before grabbing her red messenger bag (new, and the latest Witch Weekly style, according to the sales witch in Hogsmeade) and getting up.
Hermione decided to take a scarcely known shortcut, through a secret hallway that she had found that led from the Great Hall. Conveniently, she had to go right past the troublesome Fred, Lee, and more importantly George to get there. Hermione took the first couple of steps very slow, discreetly running her hands through her hair and making sure her skirt was down low enough. Then, she sped up a little as she went by the three troublemakers, taking extra care to swish her hips slightly. She didn't notice that not only they were staring at her, but most of the upper class boys were as well!
'Oh well . perhaps he will see me this evening in the common room, or even better the Astronomy Tower. I will borrow Ginny's nice leather boots, and maybe her navy mini skirt as well . . . but he doesn't have any interest in me. I mean, how could anyone like such a bookworm nerd like me? However, I can still dress nice, I suppose . . .' Hermione's thoughts drifted among similar topics as she made her way to the library in her secret hallway.
When she entered the library, she smiled politely at Madame Pince and walked with purpose towards the little nook that she always studied in. It was near the Potions section and across from the Transfiguration room, as well as adjacent to the Charms Room. These three classes, she had observed, tended to generate the most homework. As she turned the corner in which her comfy maroon chintz armchair and old wooden sidetable were in, she stopped abruptly in shock and speechlessness.
"Hello Hermione! Imagine seeing you here this early, what with Advanced Charms next and so on . . ."
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How didja like it? It is a little bit longer than the other one, but next chapter will be longer, pinky swear!
Read and Review, pretty please!
Cassiopea: I hope that it lives up to its potential ~ some of your questions will be answered this chapter, some not!
Cayin-Moonchild: You will see :P !!
Please feel welcome to review! Flames aren't cherished but they are appreciated!
Also, I don't have a beta reader . in fact, this hasn't been proofread or anything! So, if you are wondering about some inconsistencies or spelling/grammar mistakes, that is why, and please let me know!
As always, thanks!
~Lyssa~
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.
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Chapter Two: Varied Reactions
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"Oy, Mione, what is with you today?" asked Ron, uncomfortably being pulled very fast to seats in the middle of the Gryffindor table. "Make-up, clothes that don't give away that you're a nerd, and now EXERCISE? Honestly, I really don't understand you, or girls in general . . ."
Hermione just gave him one of her infamous death glares before hurrying ahead and sitting down. She pretended to be busy getting food, but in fact she was trying to sneak as many glances at a certain orange haired boy currently starting this morning's breakfast riot. Apparently, owls don't like it when you give them a sausage for a tip, as was today's lesson. She was snapped back to reality, however, when Ron impatiently hit her arm.
"Hermione, why are you so interested in George this morning, anyhow? Hello? I've been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes!" Ron was getting extremely annoyed. His best friend (and secret crush) was looking great but obviously not for him. The only person of whom it would be worse than George would be Snape, but since he was already in Azkaban undercover, that possibility was slim to none.
"Oh, I'm really sorry Ron, I'm just a little preoccupied I suppose . . . ummm, I have to go to the library, that Potions essay is due next month, and I haven't even gotten to fourth revisions yet! See you in Charms, and tell Harry" Hermione took a final bite of toast before grabbing her red messenger bag (new, and the latest Witch Weekly style, according to the sales witch in Hogsmeade) and getting up.
Hermione decided to take a scarcely known shortcut, through a secret hallway that she had found that led from the Great Hall. Conveniently, she had to go right past the troublesome Fred, Lee, and more importantly George to get there. Hermione took the first couple of steps very slow, discreetly running her hands through her hair and making sure her skirt was down low enough. Then, she sped up a little as she went by the three troublemakers, taking extra care to swish her hips slightly. She didn't notice that not only they were staring at her, but most of the upper class boys were as well!
'Oh well . perhaps he will see me this evening in the common room, or even better the Astronomy Tower. I will borrow Ginny's nice leather boots, and maybe her navy mini skirt as well . . . but he doesn't have any interest in me. I mean, how could anyone like such a bookworm nerd like me? However, I can still dress nice, I suppose . . .' Hermione's thoughts drifted among similar topics as she made her way to the library in her secret hallway.
When she entered the library, she smiled politely at Madame Pince and walked with purpose towards the little nook that she always studied in. It was near the Potions section and across from the Transfiguration room, as well as adjacent to the Charms Room. These three classes, she had observed, tended to generate the most homework. As she turned the corner in which her comfy maroon chintz armchair and old wooden sidetable were in, she stopped abruptly in shock and speechlessness.
"Hello Hermione! Imagine seeing you here this early, what with Advanced Charms next and so on . . ."
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How didja like it? It is a little bit longer than the other one, but next chapter will be longer, pinky swear!
Read and Review, pretty please!