A/N: sorry, I hate to do this, but we're in Adianna's sixth year now.
Sorry, but its more interesting this way. SO SORRY!!!!
*************************************************************************** A Turn for the Worst By blah gurl
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~~~Flashback~~~
"Hermione! Get down here, God dammit!" Hermione's father and mother stood in the kitchen awaiting their daughter's entrance. Hermione came down in her pajamas and slippers, looking rather tired. "Would you like to explain this to us?" her father shook a piece of paper in her face. She took it from his hands to get a better look.
"How and when did you do this?" Mrs. Granger took a seat next to Hermione.
"Well, I met Harry in Diagon Alley yesterday and it sort of slipped out. So he said we should and we did. Sorry?" she tried to make it sound like it was a mistake so her parents wouldn't rip on her.
"Well, Mrs. Potter, where is he now?" Mr. Granger spat out her new name like it was poison.
"At the Dursleys' of course. He can't leave and neither can I. Listen, can I go to bed and so we can continue this conversation in the morning? It's past midnight." She pleaded with her parents.
"No, we are going to resolve this thing no matter how late you stay up." Her father said.
"Why did you? Hermione! You weren't supposed to get married until you were over twenty! You're only seventeen, barely eighteen in a few weeks, but you're already married! Haven't we taught you better than that?"
"Yes, but we had to! Because of the baby!"
"Oh, right. Then you simply followed the rules. You can go to bed now."
"What? You're letting me off that easy?"
"Well, it's better that the child will have a married mother and father. You did nothing wrong.except have sex before you were married. I still can't believe you did that. Are you sure he didn't pressure you into it?"
"Yes, mother. It was my idea. Well, now that we're married, it's not a crime anymore.right?"
"Fine, sure, whatever. Go to bed." Hermione stood and slowly trudged upstairs to her bedroom. She turned on her lights and turned to flop on her bed. She fell slowly, but landed on something hard.
"Ow!" she screamed. She stood up and looked at the thing she landed on. She barely got a glance of it before she was lying on top of it again. The pair of lips locked in a heart-warming kiss.
"Hello Harry." She smiled once they broke apart.
"Hello. How are you?"
"I'm fine, but you won't be after my parents find out that you snuck into my room in the middle of the night."
"Why would they care? We're married now, it's all right." He kissed her again, rolling her over on her back.
"Hermione?" her mother knocked on the door. "Hermione are you all right? I heard you scream and thought maybe something was wrong." Hermione pushed Harry off of her and opened the door just a crack.
"I'm fine Mum, nothing's wrong. I just was excited about you not getting mad at me for doing what I did." She lied. She started giggling and tried to push the hand off of her tush.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, Mum. It's just, well, nothing. I'm fine. Goodnight." She tried hard to hold the giggles in as she closed the door. "Harry! Stop!" she playfully smacked him across the cheek. Harry had crawled behind her door and sat on the floor while Hermione talked to her mother.
"Ow, that hurt!" he played.
"How did you manage to get out?"
"Well, my Uncle Vernon said, and I quote, "If you don't get out of my house, I'll personally put you up for adoption right now!" so I left." He pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Harry, are you sure that we did the right thing?" She pulled back, but didn't let go of him.
"Of course I'm sure. Why? Do you think it was a bad idea?"
"Well, we're still young. We have our whole lives ahead of us. We could meet other people.and besides.I'm not pregnant."
Harry let go of her, but didn't move otherwise. "You told me you were."
"The doctors' office sent me someone else's results. I got mine, the correct ones, today in the mail."
"Well, then I guess we shouldn't be married." He stood and apperated out, leaving Hermione on the floor crying.
~~~End Flashback~~~
"But Mum! I don't want to wear that old thing to the dance! It's ugly."
"Oh, Adianna, I know that you are sixteen now, but I can't let you go around in that sleeve-less one that you picked out. It's just too revealing for school. My old one has sleeves."
"Yes, but it's ugly. That style is out and the color is just plain eh." Adianna complained and threw herself on her mother's bed. "You have to let me grow up sometime, Mum. I'm not your little girl anymore."
"Oh, honey. Yes you are. You'll always be my little girl, even when you are grown up. I guess you're right. Go ahead, you can wear your new dress."
"Thank you Mum!" she stood up and threw her arms around her mother in a tight thank-you hug. Adianna left her mother's apartment and continued threw the portrait from the professors' quarters. She hurried back to the Gryffindor common room.
"Where have you been?"
Adianna stopped in her tracks to see her two best friends sitting on the couch working on homework. "Visiting my mother. Why do you care?" She plopped down in the chair opposite them. She grabbed a book from the table and began flipping through the pages, pretending to be interested in it.
"Well, someone was looking for you." Rebecca was a medium height brunette covered in freckles. Her hair was naturally curly and pulled back in a ponytail. She was just as tall as Adianna and their other friend, Samantha, who goes by Sam. She has long, flowing blonde hair. All three of them were the girls that all the guys starred at as they walked down the hall.
"Who? It wasn't that David kid again, was it?" Adianna wrinkled her nose as she thought of David Flemington, the nerdiest kid. With large glasses, braces, and a zit-covered face, the thought disgusted her.
"Nope."
"Who?"
"I'm not telling. You have to guess."
"Oh, Becca, that's not very nice. Just tell her." Sam looked up from her books.
"Fine. It was the one and only Nick." Adianna and Rebecca squealed. Nick Potter was not only famous because of his last name, but he was also the hottest guy in the building. He was on the quidditch team, tall and muscular, and messy black hair.
"Why?"
"He wanted to know if you were going to the dance. I think he was hoping you were going alone." Sam raised her eyebrows and starred at Adianna to see her reaction.
"Well," she blushed. "I'm only going with you guys. So maybe-"
"Adianna!" a voice came from the top of the dormitory stairs. "I've been looking all over for you. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Nick came down and stood behind her chair.
"Sure."
"Can we go outside?"
"Why? Anything you say to her she's just going to tell us later." Rebecca crossed her arms at the thought of being left out. Sam nudged her ribs. Adianna shot Rebecca a glare and followed Nick outside of the common room.
"What do you need to talk to me about?"
"Well, you know how the dance is coming up next week?"
"Yeah." Adianna was excited. 'Oh, God! He's going to ask me!' she thought. She tried hard not to show that she knew what was coming next.
"Well, Brad, Justin, and I are going to go to Hogsmeade to get some clothes, but there are no trips between now and then. So, we were going to go during Potions tomorrow, and I was wondering if you could tell Professor Snape that my dad had to take me out of school for tomorrow?" Nick looked around, hoping that no one had heard them. Some students came around the corner and smiled at them as they passed through the portrait.
Adianna's face fell. He didn't ask her to the dance, he asked her to lie for him. "Yeah, sure, whatever." She shook her head and started to walk away.
"Adianna, wait." Nick grabbed her arm and whipped her around. "Are you sure? I don't want you to if you don't want to."
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Oh, thank you so much. I have to go tell the guys." He turned the corner to find his friends, but poked his head back around the corner. "Thank you so much. You're a great friend." Adianna struggled to hold the tears back as she climbed back through the portrait hole.
"Well, did he ask you?" Rebecca and Sam met her at the door and cornered her. Their smiles made Adianna hurt even more inside.
"No. He asked me to lie for him. He said that I was a great friend." She collapsed on the couch. "A great friend, that's all. Nothing more."
"That jerk. He asked you to lie for him?"
"Yeah, he and his friends are going to Hogsmeade tomorrow during Potions and he wants me to say that his dad had to take him out of school."
"I'm so sorry, hon. Guys are just jerks like that. Don't get so down over it. He's clearly not the right type for you. C'mon, let's go eat. I'm starving. Then we can go see your mum to help us with our homework." Rebecca led Adianna out of the common room, followed by Sam.
~~To Be Continued~~
A/N: yeah!! I found a beta reader!! She's great too! Thank you kute_devil_666! You are the best! Well, thank you for reading and reviewing, and be honest! Flames and comments help! Suggestions too!!! Thanks again.k bye blah gurl
*************************************************************************** A Turn for the Worst By blah gurl
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~~~Flashback~~~
"Hermione! Get down here, God dammit!" Hermione's father and mother stood in the kitchen awaiting their daughter's entrance. Hermione came down in her pajamas and slippers, looking rather tired. "Would you like to explain this to us?" her father shook a piece of paper in her face. She took it from his hands to get a better look.
"How and when did you do this?" Mrs. Granger took a seat next to Hermione.
"Well, I met Harry in Diagon Alley yesterday and it sort of slipped out. So he said we should and we did. Sorry?" she tried to make it sound like it was a mistake so her parents wouldn't rip on her.
"Well, Mrs. Potter, where is he now?" Mr. Granger spat out her new name like it was poison.
"At the Dursleys' of course. He can't leave and neither can I. Listen, can I go to bed and so we can continue this conversation in the morning? It's past midnight." She pleaded with her parents.
"No, we are going to resolve this thing no matter how late you stay up." Her father said.
"Why did you? Hermione! You weren't supposed to get married until you were over twenty! You're only seventeen, barely eighteen in a few weeks, but you're already married! Haven't we taught you better than that?"
"Yes, but we had to! Because of the baby!"
"Oh, right. Then you simply followed the rules. You can go to bed now."
"What? You're letting me off that easy?"
"Well, it's better that the child will have a married mother and father. You did nothing wrong.except have sex before you were married. I still can't believe you did that. Are you sure he didn't pressure you into it?"
"Yes, mother. It was my idea. Well, now that we're married, it's not a crime anymore.right?"
"Fine, sure, whatever. Go to bed." Hermione stood and slowly trudged upstairs to her bedroom. She turned on her lights and turned to flop on her bed. She fell slowly, but landed on something hard.
"Ow!" she screamed. She stood up and looked at the thing she landed on. She barely got a glance of it before she was lying on top of it again. The pair of lips locked in a heart-warming kiss.
"Hello Harry." She smiled once they broke apart.
"Hello. How are you?"
"I'm fine, but you won't be after my parents find out that you snuck into my room in the middle of the night."
"Why would they care? We're married now, it's all right." He kissed her again, rolling her over on her back.
"Hermione?" her mother knocked on the door. "Hermione are you all right? I heard you scream and thought maybe something was wrong." Hermione pushed Harry off of her and opened the door just a crack.
"I'm fine Mum, nothing's wrong. I just was excited about you not getting mad at me for doing what I did." She lied. She started giggling and tried to push the hand off of her tush.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, Mum. It's just, well, nothing. I'm fine. Goodnight." She tried hard to hold the giggles in as she closed the door. "Harry! Stop!" she playfully smacked him across the cheek. Harry had crawled behind her door and sat on the floor while Hermione talked to her mother.
"Ow, that hurt!" he played.
"How did you manage to get out?"
"Well, my Uncle Vernon said, and I quote, "If you don't get out of my house, I'll personally put you up for adoption right now!" so I left." He pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Harry, are you sure that we did the right thing?" She pulled back, but didn't let go of him.
"Of course I'm sure. Why? Do you think it was a bad idea?"
"Well, we're still young. We have our whole lives ahead of us. We could meet other people.and besides.I'm not pregnant."
Harry let go of her, but didn't move otherwise. "You told me you were."
"The doctors' office sent me someone else's results. I got mine, the correct ones, today in the mail."
"Well, then I guess we shouldn't be married." He stood and apperated out, leaving Hermione on the floor crying.
~~~End Flashback~~~
"But Mum! I don't want to wear that old thing to the dance! It's ugly."
"Oh, Adianna, I know that you are sixteen now, but I can't let you go around in that sleeve-less one that you picked out. It's just too revealing for school. My old one has sleeves."
"Yes, but it's ugly. That style is out and the color is just plain eh." Adianna complained and threw herself on her mother's bed. "You have to let me grow up sometime, Mum. I'm not your little girl anymore."
"Oh, honey. Yes you are. You'll always be my little girl, even when you are grown up. I guess you're right. Go ahead, you can wear your new dress."
"Thank you Mum!" she stood up and threw her arms around her mother in a tight thank-you hug. Adianna left her mother's apartment and continued threw the portrait from the professors' quarters. She hurried back to the Gryffindor common room.
"Where have you been?"
Adianna stopped in her tracks to see her two best friends sitting on the couch working on homework. "Visiting my mother. Why do you care?" She plopped down in the chair opposite them. She grabbed a book from the table and began flipping through the pages, pretending to be interested in it.
"Well, someone was looking for you." Rebecca was a medium height brunette covered in freckles. Her hair was naturally curly and pulled back in a ponytail. She was just as tall as Adianna and their other friend, Samantha, who goes by Sam. She has long, flowing blonde hair. All three of them were the girls that all the guys starred at as they walked down the hall.
"Who? It wasn't that David kid again, was it?" Adianna wrinkled her nose as she thought of David Flemington, the nerdiest kid. With large glasses, braces, and a zit-covered face, the thought disgusted her.
"Nope."
"Who?"
"I'm not telling. You have to guess."
"Oh, Becca, that's not very nice. Just tell her." Sam looked up from her books.
"Fine. It was the one and only Nick." Adianna and Rebecca squealed. Nick Potter was not only famous because of his last name, but he was also the hottest guy in the building. He was on the quidditch team, tall and muscular, and messy black hair.
"Why?"
"He wanted to know if you were going to the dance. I think he was hoping you were going alone." Sam raised her eyebrows and starred at Adianna to see her reaction.
"Well," she blushed. "I'm only going with you guys. So maybe-"
"Adianna!" a voice came from the top of the dormitory stairs. "I've been looking all over for you. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Nick came down and stood behind her chair.
"Sure."
"Can we go outside?"
"Why? Anything you say to her she's just going to tell us later." Rebecca crossed her arms at the thought of being left out. Sam nudged her ribs. Adianna shot Rebecca a glare and followed Nick outside of the common room.
"What do you need to talk to me about?"
"Well, you know how the dance is coming up next week?"
"Yeah." Adianna was excited. 'Oh, God! He's going to ask me!' she thought. She tried hard not to show that she knew what was coming next.
"Well, Brad, Justin, and I are going to go to Hogsmeade to get some clothes, but there are no trips between now and then. So, we were going to go during Potions tomorrow, and I was wondering if you could tell Professor Snape that my dad had to take me out of school for tomorrow?" Nick looked around, hoping that no one had heard them. Some students came around the corner and smiled at them as they passed through the portrait.
Adianna's face fell. He didn't ask her to the dance, he asked her to lie for him. "Yeah, sure, whatever." She shook her head and started to walk away.
"Adianna, wait." Nick grabbed her arm and whipped her around. "Are you sure? I don't want you to if you don't want to."
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Oh, thank you so much. I have to go tell the guys." He turned the corner to find his friends, but poked his head back around the corner. "Thank you so much. You're a great friend." Adianna struggled to hold the tears back as she climbed back through the portrait hole.
"Well, did he ask you?" Rebecca and Sam met her at the door and cornered her. Their smiles made Adianna hurt even more inside.
"No. He asked me to lie for him. He said that I was a great friend." She collapsed on the couch. "A great friend, that's all. Nothing more."
"That jerk. He asked you to lie for him?"
"Yeah, he and his friends are going to Hogsmeade tomorrow during Potions and he wants me to say that his dad had to take him out of school."
"I'm so sorry, hon. Guys are just jerks like that. Don't get so down over it. He's clearly not the right type for you. C'mon, let's go eat. I'm starving. Then we can go see your mum to help us with our homework." Rebecca led Adianna out of the common room, followed by Sam.
~~To Be Continued~~
A/N: yeah!! I found a beta reader!! She's great too! Thank you kute_devil_666! You are the best! Well, thank you for reading and reviewing, and be honest! Flames and comments help! Suggestions too!!! Thanks again.k bye blah gurl