a/n sorry I haven't updated this in awhile. I couldn't think of a song for this chapter but I finally thought of one! Yeah go me!!
Disclaimer: What is with these? If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be writing a stupid little story on here for free, I would be writing a huge novel for a lot of money. Shania owns the song by the way.
It only hurts when I breathing
Hermione came into the office like usual, to find a note on her desk. She curiously opened it. It read:
Mya-
Whether you like it or not you have a date tonight. You will meet your date at the Three Broomsticks, table 3 at 7:00 PM sharp!
-Rose
When Hermione had finished reading the letter she put it back on her desk and shouted, "ROSE!!!"
Rose walked into Hermione's office with a grin on her face. "So I take it you got my note," she said grinning.
"Yes I did, but I told you I DON'T want a date!" Hermione exclaimed.
"But Mya you NEED this. You have to forget about how much you love Ron. I mean come on it's been seven years since you two went out, you need to move on," Rose stated as she sat on Hermione's desk.
"Ok but I need to get this done, so go away," Hermione snapped as she pulled some papers out of her briefcase.
"No Arthur has given you the day off,"
"Why?"
"Cause I asked him to,"
"ROSE!"
"Well he agrees that you need to take a break, I mean you were so sick you couldn't see straight once and you still came in! I also need to get you a new outfit for tonight and give you a makeover,"
"What is wrong with the clothes I have? And what is wrong with the way I look?" Hermione said offended.
"Your clothes are just so BLAH, and your look just needs to be updated a bit,"
"Thanks a lot Rose," Hermione said sarcastically.
"Welcome, now come on!!" Rose jumped up from Hermione's desk and pulled her out of the office and out onto the street.
After looking through hundreds of stores and having Hermione try on thousands of outfits, Rose said they were done, and they both apparated to Hermione's home.
"Now go up stairs and change into something that can get make up and stuff all over it, while I go to my house to get make up,"
Hermione trudged upstairs to change while Rose went next door to her house.
Twenty minutes later, Rose came back with her arms full of everything she would need to give Hermione a makeover.
Rose spent a good two hours doing Hermione's make up so it was just right. She tried every color under the sun until she found a chocolate brown that matched her eyes perfectly. She used a soft shimmering pink for her lips and cheeks, that matched her outfit.
"Now go get your outfit on so I can do your hair," Rose ordered Hermione.
Hermione slowly got out of the chair and walked into the bathroom. Ten minutes later she came out. Her outfit was a short sleeved light pink button up shirt, with a shimmering pink see-through jacket, and black sparkling jeans.
"Now sit so I can do your hair,"
Hermione sat down.
One hour later Rose was done, and Hermione was amazed. Her hair was straight with an outward curl at the end and shone like diamonds. Rose had cut it, so it was to her shoulders and Hermione had to admit it looked great.
"Rose thank you it looks great,"
"No problem, now go or you are going to be late!" Rose said smiling.
Hermione grabbed her purse and apparated out of her house and outside The Three Broomsticks.
Hope life's been good to you since you've been gone I'm doin' fine now -- I've finally moved on It's not so bad -- I'm not that sad
Hermione walked into the pub and started to scan the tables. When she got to table three, she didn't see anyone so she walked over, sat down and waited.
I'm not surprised just how well I survived I'm over the worst, and I feel so alive I can't complain -- I'm free again
Hermione checked her watch. Whoever she was meeting was five minutes late.
Just then the bell that signaled that the door had been opened rang. Hermione turned around and her mouth dropped. Ron had just entered the pub. She quickly turned around, her back to him.
Ron walked over to her table, and sat down. "Hi, I'm...." but he broke off when he looked at Hermione's face. "He...Hermione what are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm here on a date," she said not believing that Rose set her up with Ron.
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath -- to forget
"What do you mean, I'm here on a date?"
"I think we were set up together," Hermione said.
"I'm gonna kill Harry," Ron said through clenched teeth.
"Lets just see how the evening goes, ok Ron?" Hermione said a little hurt.
"Fine whatever,"
Don't think I'm lyin' 'round cryin' at night There's no need to worry, I'm really all right I've never looked back -- as a matter of fact
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath -- to forget
They were there for hours, talking and laughing, like old times. Ron had even remembered her usual and favorite.
It only hurts when I breathe
Mmm, no, I've never looked back -- as a matter fact
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath -- to forget
Hurts when I'm breathing Breaks when it's beating Die when I'm dreaming It only hurts when I breathe
At midnight Hermione said she needed to go because she had work in the morning. Ron apparated her home and gave her a kiss on the cheek at her door.
"Night Mione. Do you want to do this again sometime?" he asked as he opened the door for her.
"That would be great! Night Ron," she said as she stepped inside and closed the door. This was one of the best nights of her life and she had Rose's blind date craze to thank for it.
A/N so how did you like it? I know the song didn't fit with the story the whole way through but I thought of the song before I thought of the ending of this chapter. Please R/R I'll love you if you do(like a writer loves her fans)
Thanks
BuckNC- I'm glad you like my story even though you think songfics are a nuisance. I'm not sure if I'll go into detail about the breakup, but I'll think about it. Here's your post.
Emmykins-Wow you finally read another one of my stories. For a best friend your a pretty lousy, story reader, but I still love ya. By the way I continued. lol.
Disclaimer: What is with these? If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be writing a stupid little story on here for free, I would be writing a huge novel for a lot of money. Shania owns the song by the way.
It only hurts when I breathing
Hermione came into the office like usual, to find a note on her desk. She curiously opened it. It read:
Mya-
Whether you like it or not you have a date tonight. You will meet your date at the Three Broomsticks, table 3 at 7:00 PM sharp!
-Rose
When Hermione had finished reading the letter she put it back on her desk and shouted, "ROSE!!!"
Rose walked into Hermione's office with a grin on her face. "So I take it you got my note," she said grinning.
"Yes I did, but I told you I DON'T want a date!" Hermione exclaimed.
"But Mya you NEED this. You have to forget about how much you love Ron. I mean come on it's been seven years since you two went out, you need to move on," Rose stated as she sat on Hermione's desk.
"Ok but I need to get this done, so go away," Hermione snapped as she pulled some papers out of her briefcase.
"No Arthur has given you the day off,"
"Why?"
"Cause I asked him to,"
"ROSE!"
"Well he agrees that you need to take a break, I mean you were so sick you couldn't see straight once and you still came in! I also need to get you a new outfit for tonight and give you a makeover,"
"What is wrong with the clothes I have? And what is wrong with the way I look?" Hermione said offended.
"Your clothes are just so BLAH, and your look just needs to be updated a bit,"
"Thanks a lot Rose," Hermione said sarcastically.
"Welcome, now come on!!" Rose jumped up from Hermione's desk and pulled her out of the office and out onto the street.
After looking through hundreds of stores and having Hermione try on thousands of outfits, Rose said they were done, and they both apparated to Hermione's home.
"Now go up stairs and change into something that can get make up and stuff all over it, while I go to my house to get make up,"
Hermione trudged upstairs to change while Rose went next door to her house.
Twenty minutes later, Rose came back with her arms full of everything she would need to give Hermione a makeover.
Rose spent a good two hours doing Hermione's make up so it was just right. She tried every color under the sun until she found a chocolate brown that matched her eyes perfectly. She used a soft shimmering pink for her lips and cheeks, that matched her outfit.
"Now go get your outfit on so I can do your hair," Rose ordered Hermione.
Hermione slowly got out of the chair and walked into the bathroom. Ten minutes later she came out. Her outfit was a short sleeved light pink button up shirt, with a shimmering pink see-through jacket, and black sparkling jeans.
"Now sit so I can do your hair,"
Hermione sat down.
One hour later Rose was done, and Hermione was amazed. Her hair was straight with an outward curl at the end and shone like diamonds. Rose had cut it, so it was to her shoulders and Hermione had to admit it looked great.
"Rose thank you it looks great,"
"No problem, now go or you are going to be late!" Rose said smiling.
Hermione grabbed her purse and apparated out of her house and outside The Three Broomsticks.
Hope life's been good to you since you've been gone I'm doin' fine now -- I've finally moved on It's not so bad -- I'm not that sad
Hermione walked into the pub and started to scan the tables. When she got to table three, she didn't see anyone so she walked over, sat down and waited.
I'm not surprised just how well I survived I'm over the worst, and I feel so alive I can't complain -- I'm free again
Hermione checked her watch. Whoever she was meeting was five minutes late.
Just then the bell that signaled that the door had been opened rang. Hermione turned around and her mouth dropped. Ron had just entered the pub. She quickly turned around, her back to him.
Ron walked over to her table, and sat down. "Hi, I'm...." but he broke off when he looked at Hermione's face. "He...Hermione what are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm here on a date," she said not believing that Rose set her up with Ron.
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath -- to forget
"What do you mean, I'm here on a date?"
"I think we were set up together," Hermione said.
"I'm gonna kill Harry," Ron said through clenched teeth.
"Lets just see how the evening goes, ok Ron?" Hermione said a little hurt.
"Fine whatever,"
Don't think I'm lyin' 'round cryin' at night There's no need to worry, I'm really all right I've never looked back -- as a matter of fact
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath -- to forget
They were there for hours, talking and laughing, like old times. Ron had even remembered her usual and favorite.
It only hurts when I breathe
Mmm, no, I've never looked back -- as a matter fact
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath -- to forget
Hurts when I'm breathing Breaks when it's beating Die when I'm dreaming It only hurts when I breathe
At midnight Hermione said she needed to go because she had work in the morning. Ron apparated her home and gave her a kiss on the cheek at her door.
"Night Mione. Do you want to do this again sometime?" he asked as he opened the door for her.
"That would be great! Night Ron," she said as she stepped inside and closed the door. This was one of the best nights of her life and she had Rose's blind date craze to thank for it.
A/N so how did you like it? I know the song didn't fit with the story the whole way through but I thought of the song before I thought of the ending of this chapter. Please R/R I'll love you if you do(like a writer loves her fans)
Thanks
BuckNC- I'm glad you like my story even though you think songfics are a nuisance. I'm not sure if I'll go into detail about the breakup, but I'll think about it. Here's your post.
Emmykins-Wow you finally read another one of my stories. For a best friend your a pretty lousy, story reader, but I still love ya. By the way I continued. lol.