Title: Lesbians PG
Category: Romance
Sub Category: Humor, Drama
Rating: PG-13 to R
Summary: Hermione and Pansy team up to show the school that being homosexual or bisexual is not a bad thing. Music, music videos, love, inter house relationships, sexy outfits, and other stuff ensue.
Note: The words that are in between these ** are thoughts. Anything that's in these ~~ are diary entries.
Chapter 1. Should I? Or Should I Not?
Harry, Ron, the rest of the Gryffindors, and the Slytherins all sat in history of Majick class and were trying to stay awake. The only problem was that they were asleep. Professor Binns continued to drone while his whole class passed out. Except for one girl. She sat there, practically writing down every word Professor Binns said.
Her name was Hermione Granger.
She sat toward the back of the class, her parchment arranged neatly, her parchment and quills set out evenly in half inch spaces from each other. Her four basic colored ink bottles of 'onix black', 'blood red', 'forest green', and 'navy blue' all sat in front of a different quill. At the moment, she was using her umber three quill with her black ink. She normally used blue for the homework, red for letters, and green for her journal. It just never hurt to have the different ones.
"Okay everyone. Take out a separate sheet of paper. Pop quiz." Binns said. No body moved except for Hermione, whom of which got another peace of paper from her pile at the edge of her desk.
At that moment, Pansy Parkinson stormed into the room. Hermione's lose leaf parchment went flying around her desk. Pansy walked past her desk without caring and stepped on a few, picking one up for her own use, and sat down with the Slytherins. Hermione glared and got onto her hands and knees and started to pick up the lose papers. She gave an irritated sigh and sat back down, situating her papers neatly on her desk. * I sometimes wonder how that girl even got to be a prefect. * Hermione thought to herself. She got her quill ready and wrote her name at the top of her paper.
^After Class^
Hermione was walking down the hall, the hustle and bustle of the kids switching classes was heard everywhere as people split around. On the stairs and hallways. Harry and Ron, at the moment, had divination, and Hermione had a free hour to do whatever she wanted. She started walking toward the library slowly, thinking the whole way there. She had such a big test coming up in the net couple of days and she had to study. Hard.
"Are you gay, McMillan?" asked a voice from around the corner up ahead. Hermione glared and turned the corner quickly. There was a group of Slytherins, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and even a few Gryffindors. They were standing in a circle, surrounding Ernie McMillan and Justin Finch-Fletchy.
"Yeah Fletchy. Are you and Justin bed buds?" asked another boy. The group laughed. Hermione glared and moved toward the group. She pushed threw and stood behind the bullies that were picking on the two boys. As Hermione had expected, it was Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambinie. She opened her mouth to yell at the two boys, but someone got there first.
"That is enough." Hermione looked toward the voice. It was Pansy Parkinson. Hermione got a look of dumb confusion on her face and she looked at Pansy oddly.
"You should both be ashamed of yourselves." Hermione said in an angry voice. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin badass, turned toward Hermione and glared.
"What are you going to do about it Granger?" Malfoy asked. Hermione hated it when people started making fun of people who liked the same sex. It got on her nerves.
"10 points from Slytherin. And five points from the rest of the houses for participating in this tormenting of two innocent boys. And I even mean Gryffindor. Now clear out of here before I take even more points off all of." Hermione said. The group slowly parted, some parts ran, but Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambinie stayed. Along with Pansy, who stood behind Draco. Ernie and Justin thanked Hermione and ran off.
"You're over stepping your boundaries here Granger." Draco took a step forward and gave her a freezing glare. She returned it happily and got in his face.
"No I'm not Malfoy. I'm Head Girl and I can take points form you if I want to." Hermione said in an angry growl. Malfoy continued to glare for a few seconds; a look of dawning crossed his face.
"You're a lesbian aren't you Granger?" Malfoy asked. Hermione sputtered with a look of complete shock on her face. How could someone make such an accusation about her? "That's why you hang out with two boys. You want to be one of them. One of us." he said. Hermione continued to stare in shock. Blaise tittered and Pansy just stared, a small flicker of mirth in her eyes and facial features.
"I am not a lesbian!" Hermione said angrily. "I'm not attracted to girls in any way thank you very much!" she was steaming. How dare he? He stepped back and laughed with Blaise.
"Whatever Granger. We know how you are." He got close to her again. "Lesbo." He said in a whisper.
"2 points, Malfoy. Keep going and maybe Gryffindor will win the house cup again this year. Even though we don't need your help anyway." Hermione told him. He glared at her, pushed her out of the way, and walked down the hall, Blaise and Pansy following him.
Hermione steamed the whole rest of the walk to the Library.
"I am not a lesbian! I don't like girls that way! I like boys damnit!" Hermione adjusted her book bag, opened the door and stepped inside the large library. She decided to save her steaming for when she got to a good quiet spot in the library and started to write in her journal. She walked to the very back of the room and sat down in a chair. She took out her number 4 quill and set it on the desk. She set her green ink on the desk and her silver book with clear pages onto the desk. She opened the book to the next blank page, filled her quill, and started to write.
~ I am not a lesbian! Malfoy called me a lesbian less than five minutes ago, and I'm pissed. I have no attraction to girls. Except for maybe Angelina Jolie, but doesn't every girl? I mean, come on. I've dated guys before, and it's not like I pushed them away, or not at least tried to make them work. Man I'm mad! He had no right to pick on me. Or those boys for that mat- ~
"Hello Granger." Hermione dropped her quill and looked up in surprise. Pansy Parkinson was standing in front of the table she was at. Her sunshine- blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail that had soft curls in it, and a bit of green sparkles in it. Her robes were perfectly pressed and her shoes shined so much that she could see herself in them. Her stockings went right above her knees and her perfect nails were painted in green and silver nail polish. Talk about house spirit. Her normally dog-looking face was gone and she looked a lot better than she did a year ago. More beautiful than doggish.
"What do you want Parkinson?" Hermione asked snidely. Pansy sat on her side, and took the open inkbottle that was still open and closed it with the cork.
"Is that how you greet people who try to have a civil conversation? I simply came over here to ask you if you wanted to try something." Pasny said. Hermione looked up at her and closed her journal.
"Pansy. Did Malfoy put you up to this?" Hermione asked her. Pansy looked around her, took out her wand, which made Hermione jump, and said a cloaking spell. Anybody who passed by the clearing would just think it was another shelf of books. Pansy stood up and leaned on the desk, her hands palm down, her wand in between the two of them.
"Listen Granger." She said. Hermione didn't say anything. "I know you are just as upset as me about how Draco and Blaise were treating McMillan and Flinch-Fletchy, and I was going to ask you if you wanted to try something. A little project to help my friends out of their prejudice. We can even help your friends form being such pricks and bitches." she said. For some reason, Hermione became intrigued about Pansy's tone of voice. She stood and looked at her with the same expression.
"Go on." Hermione said.
"I was thinking, since the whole school seems to be against gays, besides the gays, that maybe we should become lesbians ourselves, to show them that gays are just like other people." Pansy said. Hermione's eyes widened and she stared at Pansy as if she were saying that Malfoy wanted to go out on a date with Harry. Pardon the ironic pun.
"You mean become lesbians?" Hermione asked. Pansy nodded. "Kiss girls?" Hermione asked. Pansy nodded again. "Together?" she asked. Pansy nodded yet agian.
"We can't tell anybody else about this plan because if we did, they might be against gays, and we can't risk that chance." Pansy said. Hermione looked at her as if she were crazy.
'Parkinson. Now I know that Malfoy put you up to this. No way would you want to be a lesbian. Expecially with me. And no. I'm not a lesbian. I'm not even remotely attracted to girls.' Hermione said. Pansy didn't waver.
'Well Granger. How about you think about it. Come back to me with your final answer. Just find me when you decided.' Pansy walked away and Hermione watched her leave until she walked out the door. She grabbed her stuff and ran out of the library. She had ot find Harry and Ron because she now had to tlak to them about something. About if they thought she was a lesbian.
^The Gryffindor Commons^
Hermione ran into the common room and looked around. The room was swarming with Gryffindors. Most of them were laughing, Neville Longbottom and Collin Creevy were sitting in the corner of the room playing exploding snap, Lavender and Parvarti were looking at a Play Witch underneath a cover of a potions text, Denis Creevy was making out with some dark haird girl, and Dean was doing soccer tricks with a soccer ball. Harry and Ron caught her eye a few sconds later, sitting on the window seat, playing wizards chess. As usual. She ran over to them, dropped her back and got in between them and their game with only her head.
'Do you guys think I'm a lesbian?' she looked up at them in a hopeful manner and they looked at one another. Then they laughed. Hermione stood straight.' What does that mean?' she asked in astonishment.
'Hermione. No way are you a lesbian.' Harry said.
'Or a dyke.' Ron said.
'Or a heshe.'
'Not even a fag.'
'Definatly not a les/bian. Hermione. You may have unstable relationships, but that's no reaosn to become a lesbo.' Ron said. Hermione looked dumbfounded. How could they use such mean words about people who like the same sex? How could they call people those names?
'That's not right you guys.' Hermione turned, grabbed her bag, and left the common room. She thought that her freinds would have been a little more curtious about their words! Hermione walked down to the court yard and sat down on a bench. She wasn't a lesbian, and she didn't plan on being one. Not until she looked up and saw Pansy standing near by with a bunch of girls. Hermione stood up, and gathered her courage. 'Come on Granger. You can do this.' Hermione walked forward and tapped Pansy onher shoulder. The blonde turned and rose her eyebrow.
'Back so soon Granger?' she asked. Hermione didn't blink.
'I'll do it.' Hermione said. Pansy gave a triumphant smile.
Category: Romance
Sub Category: Humor, Drama
Rating: PG-13 to R
Summary: Hermione and Pansy team up to show the school that being homosexual or bisexual is not a bad thing. Music, music videos, love, inter house relationships, sexy outfits, and other stuff ensue.
Note: The words that are in between these ** are thoughts. Anything that's in these ~~ are diary entries.
Chapter 1. Should I? Or Should I Not?
Harry, Ron, the rest of the Gryffindors, and the Slytherins all sat in history of Majick class and were trying to stay awake. The only problem was that they were asleep. Professor Binns continued to drone while his whole class passed out. Except for one girl. She sat there, practically writing down every word Professor Binns said.
Her name was Hermione Granger.
She sat toward the back of the class, her parchment arranged neatly, her parchment and quills set out evenly in half inch spaces from each other. Her four basic colored ink bottles of 'onix black', 'blood red', 'forest green', and 'navy blue' all sat in front of a different quill. At the moment, she was using her umber three quill with her black ink. She normally used blue for the homework, red for letters, and green for her journal. It just never hurt to have the different ones.
"Okay everyone. Take out a separate sheet of paper. Pop quiz." Binns said. No body moved except for Hermione, whom of which got another peace of paper from her pile at the edge of her desk.
At that moment, Pansy Parkinson stormed into the room. Hermione's lose leaf parchment went flying around her desk. Pansy walked past her desk without caring and stepped on a few, picking one up for her own use, and sat down with the Slytherins. Hermione glared and got onto her hands and knees and started to pick up the lose papers. She gave an irritated sigh and sat back down, situating her papers neatly on her desk. * I sometimes wonder how that girl even got to be a prefect. * Hermione thought to herself. She got her quill ready and wrote her name at the top of her paper.
^After Class^
Hermione was walking down the hall, the hustle and bustle of the kids switching classes was heard everywhere as people split around. On the stairs and hallways. Harry and Ron, at the moment, had divination, and Hermione had a free hour to do whatever she wanted. She started walking toward the library slowly, thinking the whole way there. She had such a big test coming up in the net couple of days and she had to study. Hard.
"Are you gay, McMillan?" asked a voice from around the corner up ahead. Hermione glared and turned the corner quickly. There was a group of Slytherins, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and even a few Gryffindors. They were standing in a circle, surrounding Ernie McMillan and Justin Finch-Fletchy.
"Yeah Fletchy. Are you and Justin bed buds?" asked another boy. The group laughed. Hermione glared and moved toward the group. She pushed threw and stood behind the bullies that were picking on the two boys. As Hermione had expected, it was Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambinie. She opened her mouth to yell at the two boys, but someone got there first.
"That is enough." Hermione looked toward the voice. It was Pansy Parkinson. Hermione got a look of dumb confusion on her face and she looked at Pansy oddly.
"You should both be ashamed of yourselves." Hermione said in an angry voice. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin badass, turned toward Hermione and glared.
"What are you going to do about it Granger?" Malfoy asked. Hermione hated it when people started making fun of people who liked the same sex. It got on her nerves.
"10 points from Slytherin. And five points from the rest of the houses for participating in this tormenting of two innocent boys. And I even mean Gryffindor. Now clear out of here before I take even more points off all of." Hermione said. The group slowly parted, some parts ran, but Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambinie stayed. Along with Pansy, who stood behind Draco. Ernie and Justin thanked Hermione and ran off.
"You're over stepping your boundaries here Granger." Draco took a step forward and gave her a freezing glare. She returned it happily and got in his face.
"No I'm not Malfoy. I'm Head Girl and I can take points form you if I want to." Hermione said in an angry growl. Malfoy continued to glare for a few seconds; a look of dawning crossed his face.
"You're a lesbian aren't you Granger?" Malfoy asked. Hermione sputtered with a look of complete shock on her face. How could someone make such an accusation about her? "That's why you hang out with two boys. You want to be one of them. One of us." he said. Hermione continued to stare in shock. Blaise tittered and Pansy just stared, a small flicker of mirth in her eyes and facial features.
"I am not a lesbian!" Hermione said angrily. "I'm not attracted to girls in any way thank you very much!" she was steaming. How dare he? He stepped back and laughed with Blaise.
"Whatever Granger. We know how you are." He got close to her again. "Lesbo." He said in a whisper.
"2 points, Malfoy. Keep going and maybe Gryffindor will win the house cup again this year. Even though we don't need your help anyway." Hermione told him. He glared at her, pushed her out of the way, and walked down the hall, Blaise and Pansy following him.
Hermione steamed the whole rest of the walk to the Library.
"I am not a lesbian! I don't like girls that way! I like boys damnit!" Hermione adjusted her book bag, opened the door and stepped inside the large library. She decided to save her steaming for when she got to a good quiet spot in the library and started to write in her journal. She walked to the very back of the room and sat down in a chair. She took out her number 4 quill and set it on the desk. She set her green ink on the desk and her silver book with clear pages onto the desk. She opened the book to the next blank page, filled her quill, and started to write.
~ I am not a lesbian! Malfoy called me a lesbian less than five minutes ago, and I'm pissed. I have no attraction to girls. Except for maybe Angelina Jolie, but doesn't every girl? I mean, come on. I've dated guys before, and it's not like I pushed them away, or not at least tried to make them work. Man I'm mad! He had no right to pick on me. Or those boys for that mat- ~
"Hello Granger." Hermione dropped her quill and looked up in surprise. Pansy Parkinson was standing in front of the table she was at. Her sunshine- blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail that had soft curls in it, and a bit of green sparkles in it. Her robes were perfectly pressed and her shoes shined so much that she could see herself in them. Her stockings went right above her knees and her perfect nails were painted in green and silver nail polish. Talk about house spirit. Her normally dog-looking face was gone and she looked a lot better than she did a year ago. More beautiful than doggish.
"What do you want Parkinson?" Hermione asked snidely. Pansy sat on her side, and took the open inkbottle that was still open and closed it with the cork.
"Is that how you greet people who try to have a civil conversation? I simply came over here to ask you if you wanted to try something." Pasny said. Hermione looked up at her and closed her journal.
"Pansy. Did Malfoy put you up to this?" Hermione asked her. Pansy looked around her, took out her wand, which made Hermione jump, and said a cloaking spell. Anybody who passed by the clearing would just think it was another shelf of books. Pansy stood up and leaned on the desk, her hands palm down, her wand in between the two of them.
"Listen Granger." She said. Hermione didn't say anything. "I know you are just as upset as me about how Draco and Blaise were treating McMillan and Flinch-Fletchy, and I was going to ask you if you wanted to try something. A little project to help my friends out of their prejudice. We can even help your friends form being such pricks and bitches." she said. For some reason, Hermione became intrigued about Pansy's tone of voice. She stood and looked at her with the same expression.
"Go on." Hermione said.
"I was thinking, since the whole school seems to be against gays, besides the gays, that maybe we should become lesbians ourselves, to show them that gays are just like other people." Pansy said. Hermione's eyes widened and she stared at Pansy as if she were saying that Malfoy wanted to go out on a date with Harry. Pardon the ironic pun.
"You mean become lesbians?" Hermione asked. Pansy nodded. "Kiss girls?" Hermione asked. Pansy nodded again. "Together?" she asked. Pansy nodded yet agian.
"We can't tell anybody else about this plan because if we did, they might be against gays, and we can't risk that chance." Pansy said. Hermione looked at her as if she were crazy.
'Parkinson. Now I know that Malfoy put you up to this. No way would you want to be a lesbian. Expecially with me. And no. I'm not a lesbian. I'm not even remotely attracted to girls.' Hermione said. Pansy didn't waver.
'Well Granger. How about you think about it. Come back to me with your final answer. Just find me when you decided.' Pansy walked away and Hermione watched her leave until she walked out the door. She grabbed her stuff and ran out of the library. She had ot find Harry and Ron because she now had to tlak to them about something. About if they thought she was a lesbian.
^The Gryffindor Commons^
Hermione ran into the common room and looked around. The room was swarming with Gryffindors. Most of them were laughing, Neville Longbottom and Collin Creevy were sitting in the corner of the room playing exploding snap, Lavender and Parvarti were looking at a Play Witch underneath a cover of a potions text, Denis Creevy was making out with some dark haird girl, and Dean was doing soccer tricks with a soccer ball. Harry and Ron caught her eye a few sconds later, sitting on the window seat, playing wizards chess. As usual. She ran over to them, dropped her back and got in between them and their game with only her head.
'Do you guys think I'm a lesbian?' she looked up at them in a hopeful manner and they looked at one another. Then they laughed. Hermione stood straight.' What does that mean?' she asked in astonishment.
'Hermione. No way are you a lesbian.' Harry said.
'Or a dyke.' Ron said.
'Or a heshe.'
'Not even a fag.'
'Definatly not a les/bian. Hermione. You may have unstable relationships, but that's no reaosn to become a lesbo.' Ron said. Hermione looked dumbfounded. How could they use such mean words about people who like the same sex? How could they call people those names?
'That's not right you guys.' Hermione turned, grabbed her bag, and left the common room. She thought that her freinds would have been a little more curtious about their words! Hermione walked down to the court yard and sat down on a bench. She wasn't a lesbian, and she didn't plan on being one. Not until she looked up and saw Pansy standing near by with a bunch of girls. Hermione stood up, and gathered her courage. 'Come on Granger. You can do this.' Hermione walked forward and tapped Pansy onher shoulder. The blonde turned and rose her eyebrow.
'Back so soon Granger?' she asked. Hermione didn't blink.
'I'll do it.' Hermione said. Pansy gave a triumphant smile.