The Triangle of Love
Disclaimer :
Stuff that I own - a used condom, a plastic bag, one fanfic, and a tampon.
Stuff that I do not own - everything else in this word.
Author's Words : First Fanfic..so stop the bitching! P.S- I totally suck at
spelling and grammer.
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Hermione Granger. A sensitive, intelligent, polite (when she's not bitching), young beautiful girl. Why did this girl have to suffer such pain in her life. Suffering the pain of others. To find out..read on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione Granger gave a last glance at her Muggle home. She waved good bye to her parents and leaped onto the cushy seat of her new red mustang. Her last year of Hogwarts was drawing nearer and nearer. Six wonderful, adventurest years had past along with her bestest friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. Hermione turned her key's and gave the engine a great jump start. Her parents were waving proundly at their one and only daughter, who happends to be a witch. Flashes of her memories came running through her head. The day she got her Hogwarts letter. The day Harry and Ron became friends. The night of their first adventure at Hogwarts. All of this happy times in her beloved school was going to be over very soon. Hermione smiled at her mother and father and drove away in the distance towards Kings Cross Station.
Distance away, at a place called the Burrow, a red-haired 17 year old came jolting down the stairs. Ron Weasley, one of the people who feeds themselfs full, but never gets fat was racing one of his twin brother, Fred Weasley to the kitchen for breakfast. The kitchen was one of that warmest, loving places in the Burrow. Molly Weasley, Ron's mother, was scooping up fried eggs and laying them each plate set on the table. She gave a quick kiss on her husban's forhead as he was about to leave for work. Ginny Weasley was already at the dinning table, chewing peacefully on her piece of toast. Ginny was the youngest and only girl of the Weasley. Bill and Charley were the oldest. Left Hogwarts years ago..those two. Then there's Percy. A stupid british bastard that thinks highly of Cornilius Fudge, the Ministry of Magic. Fred and George, twins. Enough said. Lastly. Ron and Ginny. The cutest and almost normal as normal witch and wizards.
Ron scrammbed over on his chair and began stuffing his face with food. "Slow down !! Your going to choke to death before you even make it onto the Hogwarts express!!", sheriked Mrs.Weasley. "But Ma..If I don't hurry up, I will miss the stupid train..", Ron argued. "Well, I don't see Ginny choking herself!!", Mrs.Weasley glared at her youngest son. "Leave me out! Besides. I'm done..I'm going to get ready.", said the beautiful red-haired girl. Ginny got up to her feet, leaving her dishes behind her and trailled off. "Why can't you be more like your sister..", Mrs.Weasley complained.
"UP. GET UP. NOW!" Aunt Petunia slammed her fist on the door of Harry Potters bedroom. "The faster you get up, the fast you get out of our sight for a year!", she screamed again. Harry layed on his lumpy old matteress, ignoring his Aunt. It was his last year in Hogwarts. That would be it. No more sneaking out in the corridors. No more hiding in the library. No more trips to Hogsmead with just his friends. No more saving the school from danger and being a hero. Harry thought miserably to himself. Where was he going to go after school. What will he do. "Does your ugly messy hair afected your hearing!! Get up!!", his Aunt yelled. Harry got out from the dusty matress and quickly got dressed. In a couple of hours, he was going to be back at Hogwarts for the last time. Harry was as keened as the Dursley where the he was leaving. He couldn't stand one more day under the same roof as they are. It was like hell for two whole month. But in a few minuets, he was going to leave.
Hermione, Ron, and Harry found eachother on the train to Hogwarts. Chattering away about their summer and how sad it was to leave their school. Little did they know, that their last year at Hogwarts was going to change their lives forever.
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Hermione Granger. A sensitive, intelligent, polite (when she's not bitching), young beautiful girl. Why did this girl have to suffer such pain in her life. Suffering the pain of others. To find out..read on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione Granger gave a last glance at her Muggle home. She waved good bye to her parents and leaped onto the cushy seat of her new red mustang. Her last year of Hogwarts was drawing nearer and nearer. Six wonderful, adventurest years had past along with her bestest friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. Hermione turned her key's and gave the engine a great jump start. Her parents were waving proundly at their one and only daughter, who happends to be a witch. Flashes of her memories came running through her head. The day she got her Hogwarts letter. The day Harry and Ron became friends. The night of their first adventure at Hogwarts. All of this happy times in her beloved school was going to be over very soon. Hermione smiled at her mother and father and drove away in the distance towards Kings Cross Station.
Distance away, at a place called the Burrow, a red-haired 17 year old came jolting down the stairs. Ron Weasley, one of the people who feeds themselfs full, but never gets fat was racing one of his twin brother, Fred Weasley to the kitchen for breakfast. The kitchen was one of that warmest, loving places in the Burrow. Molly Weasley, Ron's mother, was scooping up fried eggs and laying them each plate set on the table. She gave a quick kiss on her husban's forhead as he was about to leave for work. Ginny Weasley was already at the dinning table, chewing peacefully on her piece of toast. Ginny was the youngest and only girl of the Weasley. Bill and Charley were the oldest. Left Hogwarts years ago..those two. Then there's Percy. A stupid british bastard that thinks highly of Cornilius Fudge, the Ministry of Magic. Fred and George, twins. Enough said. Lastly. Ron and Ginny. The cutest and almost normal as normal witch and wizards.
Ron scrammbed over on his chair and began stuffing his face with food. "Slow down !! Your going to choke to death before you even make it onto the Hogwarts express!!", sheriked Mrs.Weasley. "But Ma..If I don't hurry up, I will miss the stupid train..", Ron argued. "Well, I don't see Ginny choking herself!!", Mrs.Weasley glared at her youngest son. "Leave me out! Besides. I'm done..I'm going to get ready.", said the beautiful red-haired girl. Ginny got up to her feet, leaving her dishes behind her and trailled off. "Why can't you be more like your sister..", Mrs.Weasley complained.
"UP. GET UP. NOW!" Aunt Petunia slammed her fist on the door of Harry Potters bedroom. "The faster you get up, the fast you get out of our sight for a year!", she screamed again. Harry layed on his lumpy old matteress, ignoring his Aunt. It was his last year in Hogwarts. That would be it. No more sneaking out in the corridors. No more hiding in the library. No more trips to Hogsmead with just his friends. No more saving the school from danger and being a hero. Harry thought miserably to himself. Where was he going to go after school. What will he do. "Does your ugly messy hair afected your hearing!! Get up!!", his Aunt yelled. Harry got out from the dusty matress and quickly got dressed. In a couple of hours, he was going to be back at Hogwarts for the last time. Harry was as keened as the Dursley where the he was leaving. He couldn't stand one more day under the same roof as they are. It was like hell for two whole month. But in a few minuets, he was going to leave.
Hermione, Ron, and Harry found eachother on the train to Hogwarts. Chattering away about their summer and how sad it was to leave their school. Little did they know, that their last year at Hogwarts was going to change their lives forever.
