Head Girl and Head Boy Love
Chapter Three
Author's note. Still don't own anything! Just a fan! Love to all my readers!
Hermione awoke with a start as the car came to a stop. She sat up yawning and stretched. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of the car into the warm sunshine. She ran a hand through her hair and walked around to the trunk of the car where her parents were unloading her things. Actually, her father was unpacking while her mother supervised with 'Shanks' cage next to her feet. "No, no, no! Don't put the trunk on its side! "Be careful! She might have something break NO! Don't drop it!" "Marie I will do just fine if you'll stop yelling at me!" Hermione laughed as her parents argued, and walked over to grab a trolley when she saw two figures; followed by two smaller figures and some luggage appear out of nowhere. 'Honestly' thought Hermione. 'Someone might have noticed them!' Upon closer inspection, the two small figures were house elves. This angered Hermione. Although she had given up on S.P.E.W, she still hated the thought of enslaved elves. She grabbed her trolley and quickly stalked back to where her parents still bickered. "Mum, Dad I really need to get on the train! I do have responsibilities as Head Girl!" She shouted putting emphasis on "Head Girl'. It was almost comical how they both shut up at the same time. Her father's mouth was still open. Shaking her head, she helped her father load her things on the trolley and all three walked onto the platform. Once inside, she bid her parents goodbye and climbed on the train making her way to the front of the train, where she would meet with the Head Boy.
Chapter Three
Author's note. Still don't own anything! Just a fan! Love to all my readers!
Hermione awoke with a start as the car came to a stop. She sat up yawning and stretched. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of the car into the warm sunshine. She ran a hand through her hair and walked around to the trunk of the car where her parents were unloading her things. Actually, her father was unpacking while her mother supervised with 'Shanks' cage next to her feet. "No, no, no! Don't put the trunk on its side! "Be careful! She might have something break NO! Don't drop it!" "Marie I will do just fine if you'll stop yelling at me!" Hermione laughed as her parents argued, and walked over to grab a trolley when she saw two figures; followed by two smaller figures and some luggage appear out of nowhere. 'Honestly' thought Hermione. 'Someone might have noticed them!' Upon closer inspection, the two small figures were house elves. This angered Hermione. Although she had given up on S.P.E.W, she still hated the thought of enslaved elves. She grabbed her trolley and quickly stalked back to where her parents still bickered. "Mum, Dad I really need to get on the train! I do have responsibilities as Head Girl!" She shouted putting emphasis on "Head Girl'. It was almost comical how they both shut up at the same time. Her father's mouth was still open. Shaking her head, she helped her father load her things on the trolley and all three walked onto the platform. Once inside, she bid her parents goodbye and climbed on the train making her way to the front of the train, where she would meet with the Head Boy.