Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, my only job here is to
come up with a lame plot for you to laugh at. Thank you J.K. Rowling for
the characters. Ahem, without further ado, chapter one.
Hermione lounged on the couch, lazily scanning channels. It had only been a few days since she had returned from Hogwarts, but all of her homework lay completed on her desktop. She sighed; the house seemed unnaturally quiet. Her parents had left the day before, promising to return shortly before her birthday. Then hours had creeped since their parting.
Before they left, they had mentioned the arrival of distant cousins. 'Hmm. That's odd,' mused Hermione, 'I've heard no mention of these cousins before now.'
She lie there pondering what sort of people these distant relations might be as the TV lulled her to sleep. * * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione woke to the incessant ringing of the doorbell 'Dear Lord!' her mind screamed, 'Bloody postmen!' After a few moments passed, she flew up from her comfortable bed, sending a mess of curly brown hair everywhere.
"Cousins! Of course!" She said aloud. She swept her hair back and pulled down the bottom of her green tank-top. She inhaled deeply before opening the door.
Before her stood her best friend in all the world, Harry Potter.
"Why, Hermione, that's the first time I've seen you look confused in ages," He said, trying to keep from laughing. "SUPRISE!" He exclaimed, "The Dursleys agreed to let me come stay with you, since Ron is in Romania. I talked to your Mum and Dad about it and they said it could be a birthday present of sorts. They decided to tell you about some distant cousins to try and confuse you. I suppose-"
Hermione gaped in the realization of what was occurring, "-Harry! Come in! Its so good to see you!" She held him in a friendly embrace before leading him inside.
Author's note: Hello there. This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic, so be gentle. I do appreciate constructive criticism. The chapters are horribly unbalanced, but I'm sure you'll cope. Thank you for reading. I really do appreciate it. Have a wonderful day. Updates are expected soon.
Hermione lounged on the couch, lazily scanning channels. It had only been a few days since she had returned from Hogwarts, but all of her homework lay completed on her desktop. She sighed; the house seemed unnaturally quiet. Her parents had left the day before, promising to return shortly before her birthday. Then hours had creeped since their parting.
Before they left, they had mentioned the arrival of distant cousins. 'Hmm. That's odd,' mused Hermione, 'I've heard no mention of these cousins before now.'
She lie there pondering what sort of people these distant relations might be as the TV lulled her to sleep. * * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione woke to the incessant ringing of the doorbell 'Dear Lord!' her mind screamed, 'Bloody postmen!' After a few moments passed, she flew up from her comfortable bed, sending a mess of curly brown hair everywhere.
"Cousins! Of course!" She said aloud. She swept her hair back and pulled down the bottom of her green tank-top. She inhaled deeply before opening the door.
Before her stood her best friend in all the world, Harry Potter.
"Why, Hermione, that's the first time I've seen you look confused in ages," He said, trying to keep from laughing. "SUPRISE!" He exclaimed, "The Dursleys agreed to let me come stay with you, since Ron is in Romania. I talked to your Mum and Dad about it and they said it could be a birthday present of sorts. They decided to tell you about some distant cousins to try and confuse you. I suppose-"
Hermione gaped in the realization of what was occurring, "-Harry! Come in! Its so good to see you!" She held him in a friendly embrace before leading him inside.
Author's note: Hello there. This is my first attempt at writing a fanfic, so be gentle. I do appreciate constructive criticism. The chapters are horribly unbalanced, but I'm sure you'll cope. Thank you for reading. I really do appreciate it. Have a wonderful day. Updates are expected soon.