Disclaimer: I own everything! It's true! JK Rowling doesn't own a thing!
*shakes head* I'm sorry, have been sleeping/daydreaming a lot lately...
*sighs* I'm afraid that I own nothing, except the royal family part. It's
better than nothing, right? Right? On with the story!
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"Mom! Where's my trunk! And I can't find all my other stuff! God, I almost have to leave for Hogwarts!"
Hermione was raging through her room, while Veronica was standing peacefully next to her, trying to calm her down.
"If you'd just let me finish my sentence, you would have known that your trunk has already been send to Hogwarts and that all you have to do now is to get dressed and to eat some breakfast. Now get going, you've only 25 minutes left!"
Veronica gently pushed her daughter towards the door of her room, but Hermione turned around and looked her in the eyes.
"Mom, how am I going to tell Harry and Ron? They are going to be furious that I haven't told them... and then my relationship with Draco. We had so much problems with keeping the truth hidden, and now..."
Silent tears formed their selves on her cheeks, and her mother bend down to wipe them away.
"I know sweety, but if they are true friends, they won't be angry. If they are angry however, then they are not worthy your friendship. And don't you forget it! Now, why don't you go down and I'll wake your brothers so they can say their goodbyes to you, hm?"
Hermione nodded and descended the stairs while rubbing her hand across her face.
"What is that? Why is my daughter crying? If it's Draco, he'll be having his worst year ever, just so you know!"
"Oh dad, you have no idea! Ron and Harry, they are my best friends, and I can't imagine a life without them... what are they going to do when they find out? I mean, shouldn't it be better if they'd just found out on their own, without me interfering?"
Severus looked at his daughter, who obviously found herself in the mid of a dilemma that was a heavy burden on her shoulders. He knew that this was hard for her and wished that he could help her to get through this. Yet this was something she had to do on her own.
"Look, if it's any help I'll be less cruel to the Gryffindors, okay?"
Hermione smiled at him, and gave him a fast hug before she turned to her breakfast that one of the house-elves had conjured. She WAS hungry... After digesting almost a half loaf of bread and 2 scrambled eggs (told you she was hungry (), she looked at the clock. And gasped.
"Dad! The train is going to leave in 2 minutes! We have to leave NOW!"
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"Harry, this isn't normal anymore! I mean, Hermione's not here yet and the train is going to leave in less than five minutes! We have to-"
"Wow, hold on Ron, it's not that a big deal. I'm sure Dumbledore will help Mione if she misses the train. And if she needs help... I mean, ever seen Hermione 'Bookworm' Granger in need of any help? I think the only way Dumbledore could help her would be saying which of the five-hundred different ways she describes is the most simple one. You should know her by now!"
The two boys sat in the compartment and didn't pay attention anymore to the fact that Hermione (ya know, their supposed to be best friend?) wasn't there. When they were about to launch in one of their well-known Quidditch discussions, the door of their compartment opened...
And Draco Malfoy, uncrowned Slytherin Prince, stepped in.
"Potter, Weasley, did you see Herm- Granger around? I've been looking for her in the whole train!"
"What do you want from her Malfoy? If you want to bore her brains out of her head, I'd suggest that you'd look for an other victim as our beloved Hermione isn't here for the moment. Now, if you'd be as kind to let us know why you wanted to talk to her?"
"Er... Prefects business Potter. Nothing you'd be able to understand I'm sure. Well, if she isn't here I'll talk to her at Hogwarts. Now, Potty, Weasel, good day!"
Ron slammed the door behind him and began to hex our goodlooking hunk (aka Draco Malfoy ;)) to the seven levels of hell and back... in his dreams that is.
"Goddammit Harry! Why didn't you just let me beat him up? Just for once? Ah come on Harry, you're going soft, it's not too late you know, I could still- "
"No Ron! Didn't you notice the fact that he didn't swear at us for once? Apart from the usual stuff that is. I wonder what got into him this vacation..."
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"What do you... Oh, you mean I didn't tell you before? Damn, I could've sworn I'd told you. Ah well, Hermione we're going directly at Hogwarts tonight with whole the family so we will be able to present ourselves better (sorry Flame and Dark Angel, it normally would have been the train-scenario but this worked out better...) than just on the train."
"So you mean I stood up much too early? And we'll be going to Hogwarts around 7 PM (remember, just behind the Sorting Ceremony)? You just had to make it difficult, hm? But I forgive you, at least now I have time to dress properly!"
Severus looked at his daughter in bewilderment:
"Who are you and what have you done to my daughter!
***
Hermione looked through her bedroom-window at the rose-garden, while thinking how to explain everything to Harry and Ron. She sighed, and decided it would be better if she just let things go their own way (the very wise 'Go with the Flow' thingy). Right? She looked at the giant clock and saw that it was already 6.45 PM.
"Dad! It's time! We have to leave! Guys, stop playing chess! We're going to leave NOW!"
"Jesus, Mione, stop barking okay? 'Sides, why are you dressed like that? It's not like we're going to another ball or something!"
"You'd better take an example to your sister boys, because you have to get dressed properly too! We'll have an other presentation too at Hogwarts, so we should all dress at our best! And don't give me that look young men!"
Veronica stood in the doorway and watched with an amused look on her face how her 8 boys dressed themselves.
"Rodrigo, that's not the way to wear that shirt, as I'm sure you'd noticed by now... And Jason, pull a comb through your hair! Mione, sweetheart, if you'd be as kind to tie your brothers tie? Thank you!"
Hermione sighed, but smiled evilly at the sight of her brothers, who were all wearing their tuxedo's and looking painfully uncomfortable. How she loved power!
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AN: hi guys! I'm soooooooo sorry, I really am! This was meant to be posted way earlier, but I've always heard that the 3th chapter is the hardest one, and haven't I felt it?!? I hope you all liked it, and in the next chapter the reactions of Harry and Ron will be announced! Keep reviewing!!!
Camillekiss
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"Mom! Where's my trunk! And I can't find all my other stuff! God, I almost have to leave for Hogwarts!"
Hermione was raging through her room, while Veronica was standing peacefully next to her, trying to calm her down.
"If you'd just let me finish my sentence, you would have known that your trunk has already been send to Hogwarts and that all you have to do now is to get dressed and to eat some breakfast. Now get going, you've only 25 minutes left!"
Veronica gently pushed her daughter towards the door of her room, but Hermione turned around and looked her in the eyes.
"Mom, how am I going to tell Harry and Ron? They are going to be furious that I haven't told them... and then my relationship with Draco. We had so much problems with keeping the truth hidden, and now..."
Silent tears formed their selves on her cheeks, and her mother bend down to wipe them away.
"I know sweety, but if they are true friends, they won't be angry. If they are angry however, then they are not worthy your friendship. And don't you forget it! Now, why don't you go down and I'll wake your brothers so they can say their goodbyes to you, hm?"
Hermione nodded and descended the stairs while rubbing her hand across her face.
"What is that? Why is my daughter crying? If it's Draco, he'll be having his worst year ever, just so you know!"
"Oh dad, you have no idea! Ron and Harry, they are my best friends, and I can't imagine a life without them... what are they going to do when they find out? I mean, shouldn't it be better if they'd just found out on their own, without me interfering?"
Severus looked at his daughter, who obviously found herself in the mid of a dilemma that was a heavy burden on her shoulders. He knew that this was hard for her and wished that he could help her to get through this. Yet this was something she had to do on her own.
"Look, if it's any help I'll be less cruel to the Gryffindors, okay?"
Hermione smiled at him, and gave him a fast hug before she turned to her breakfast that one of the house-elves had conjured. She WAS hungry... After digesting almost a half loaf of bread and 2 scrambled eggs (told you she was hungry (), she looked at the clock. And gasped.
"Dad! The train is going to leave in 2 minutes! We have to leave NOW!"
***
"Harry, this isn't normal anymore! I mean, Hermione's not here yet and the train is going to leave in less than five minutes! We have to-"
"Wow, hold on Ron, it's not that a big deal. I'm sure Dumbledore will help Mione if she misses the train. And if she needs help... I mean, ever seen Hermione 'Bookworm' Granger in need of any help? I think the only way Dumbledore could help her would be saying which of the five-hundred different ways she describes is the most simple one. You should know her by now!"
The two boys sat in the compartment and didn't pay attention anymore to the fact that Hermione (ya know, their supposed to be best friend?) wasn't there. When they were about to launch in one of their well-known Quidditch discussions, the door of their compartment opened...
And Draco Malfoy, uncrowned Slytherin Prince, stepped in.
"Potter, Weasley, did you see Herm- Granger around? I've been looking for her in the whole train!"
"What do you want from her Malfoy? If you want to bore her brains out of her head, I'd suggest that you'd look for an other victim as our beloved Hermione isn't here for the moment. Now, if you'd be as kind to let us know why you wanted to talk to her?"
"Er... Prefects business Potter. Nothing you'd be able to understand I'm sure. Well, if she isn't here I'll talk to her at Hogwarts. Now, Potty, Weasel, good day!"
Ron slammed the door behind him and began to hex our goodlooking hunk (aka Draco Malfoy ;)) to the seven levels of hell and back... in his dreams that is.
"Goddammit Harry! Why didn't you just let me beat him up? Just for once? Ah come on Harry, you're going soft, it's not too late you know, I could still- "
"No Ron! Didn't you notice the fact that he didn't swear at us for once? Apart from the usual stuff that is. I wonder what got into him this vacation..."
***
"What do you... Oh, you mean I didn't tell you before? Damn, I could've sworn I'd told you. Ah well, Hermione we're going directly at Hogwarts tonight with whole the family so we will be able to present ourselves better (sorry Flame and Dark Angel, it normally would have been the train-scenario but this worked out better...) than just on the train."
"So you mean I stood up much too early? And we'll be going to Hogwarts around 7 PM (remember, just behind the Sorting Ceremony)? You just had to make it difficult, hm? But I forgive you, at least now I have time to dress properly!"
Severus looked at his daughter in bewilderment:
"Who are you and what have you done to my daughter!
***
Hermione looked through her bedroom-window at the rose-garden, while thinking how to explain everything to Harry and Ron. She sighed, and decided it would be better if she just let things go their own way (the very wise 'Go with the Flow' thingy). Right? She looked at the giant clock and saw that it was already 6.45 PM.
"Dad! It's time! We have to leave! Guys, stop playing chess! We're going to leave NOW!"
"Jesus, Mione, stop barking okay? 'Sides, why are you dressed like that? It's not like we're going to another ball or something!"
"You'd better take an example to your sister boys, because you have to get dressed properly too! We'll have an other presentation too at Hogwarts, so we should all dress at our best! And don't give me that look young men!"
Veronica stood in the doorway and watched with an amused look on her face how her 8 boys dressed themselves.
"Rodrigo, that's not the way to wear that shirt, as I'm sure you'd noticed by now... And Jason, pull a comb through your hair! Mione, sweetheart, if you'd be as kind to tie your brothers tie? Thank you!"
Hermione sighed, but smiled evilly at the sight of her brothers, who were all wearing their tuxedo's and looking painfully uncomfortable. How she loved power!
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AN: hi guys! I'm soooooooo sorry, I really am! This was meant to be posted way earlier, but I've always heard that the 3th chapter is the hardest one, and haven't I felt it?!? I hope you all liked it, and in the next chapter the reactions of Harry and Ron will be announced! Keep reviewing!!!
Camillekiss