I read this awesomely touching sorta thing on an awesome H/H shipping site
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"I have no doubt that H/Hr may not happen. R/Hr may not happen either. Who
knows? Maybe Hermione will become a lesbian and run off with Ginny! Heck
with those dumb boys! Maybe Harry and Ron will give up on dating girls and
live with each other. Hehehehe. Maybe JKR will choose to keep everyone
platonic just to keep the fandoms from killing each other. But even if R/Hr
does happen, I'll still ship H/Hr. Shipping means to love 2 characters
together, even if they're not. Even if they aren't written that way. Even
if they're separated by the strangest or worst circumstances, and even if
JKR herself comes out and says "it'll never happen!" as she did with the
Draco-Hermione thing. It doesn't matter if they end up never being
together, end up brother and sister, end up dying, going evil or whatever
JK could come up with. Anyone who ships R/Hr certainly won't suddenly turn
into a H/Hr fan if H/Hr happens. They should still want Ron and Hermione
together. Why not? There are some great fics, artists, websites and friends
out there that shouldn't have to just stop because someone tells them to.
(Which is why I hope those folks who shipped D/Hr still do so, and don't
just quit writing their fanfic, doing their artwork, etc. because of JKR's
recent comments!). "
That is really sweet and touching...and TRUE!
I only got two reviews on the last chapter! Yes I know it stunk but still people, PLEASE review! Hopefully this is long enough for everyone! Thanks all who reviewed! I'm sorry the spacing isn't perfect but they talk so much that it would be SO HARD to read and type this. Hope you all enjoy anyways.
Hermione stormed up the steps toward Gryffindor tower, getting ready to dive into her homework until a fun idea formed in her brain. She giggled and raced up the last few steps, shouted "Perineceum!" with glee and dashed up the stairs to the girls' dormitory. "Parvati? Lavender? Tacey? (Tacey is pronounced Tay-C and her last name is Kendall) Sally-Anne (This one is actually from the books and her last name is Perks.)? "Yes?" Came a chorus of four voices. "I've got an idea to loosen everyone up for exams." They all gathered closer as Hermione told the giggly girls her plan.
Hermione sat at the dinner table and played with her food while waiting for Harry and Ron to come inside from Quidditch. They entered the hall and both sat on either side of Hermione. They were caked with mud and grim, for it had started raining almost as soon as Hermione had gone inside. "Gross." She said as they sat down and Harry, grinning, gave her a humongous, muddy hug. "Ergh, get off!" she cried. Harry laughed and let go. She looked down at her muddy self and muttered "Bloody sport." This caused Harry to laugh harder and Ron to join in on the chuckling. Hermione rolled her eyes and got up from the table, coughed, signaling the other girls and strode out of the Great Hall. She met Parvati, Lavender, Tacey and Sally-Anne in the entrance hall, where they all trooped off to start their goofy plan. Harry and Ron traipsed up to the boy's dormitory, Dean, Seamus and Neville right behind them. "Bunder bere 'ermione went?" asked Ron, his mouth still full of food. "Dunno." Harry replied. He plopped onto his bed and took off his muddy, grimy shoes and socks. Harry then set off to take a nice, hot shower. Hermione had already taken a shower and she sat on her bed in her pajamas, the others surrounding her. "So." Hermione said. "In five minutes its onnnnnnn!" giggled Tacey. The others laughed. "They are SO going down!" yelled Parvati. Harry, Ron, Neville, Dean, and Seamus all were sitting on their beds when it happened. All of the sudden, after a quick burst of giggles, five girls burst into the boys dormitory, armed and ready, with pillows(well what did you expect?!?). Each girl picked a bed, and attacked screaming. The boys yelped and tried to get away, but it was no use. The girls had got them. Lavender had taken Seamus' bed, Sally-Anne, Neville's. Hermione had chosen (oooooooo guess! [laughs]) Harry's and Parvati, Ron's. Tacey had taken Dean's. (I'm the model for Tacey Prongs ROFL! To everyone else, I'm not really the model for her.) Hermione was repeatedly whacking Harry over the head with her pillow. Unfortunately for her, Harry grabbed his own and swatted at her, knocking her to the floor, where he attacked her some more while she fell in a heap of laughter. Parvati had knocked Ron onto his side and was walloping him continually. Sally-Anne and Neville were fighting with their pillows slamming into each other as they slapped, and Tacey and Dean had joined Seamus and Lavender's giggly fight. Finally, the boys admitted defeat, to the glee of the girls, and they all gathered to a heap in the middle of the floor. "I haven't had that much fun in ages." Harry said, and the others muttered their agreement. It wasn't until Harry saw Ron and Parvati gazing almost lovingly at each other that reality hit Harry. "Erm....should we....." Harry looked around and saw everyone doing the same thing, "leave?" he asked. No one answered. "Lets." Hermione said, looking sickeningly at Seamus and Lavender, who had started making out. All of this surprised Harry, who, being the dim-witted boy that he was, hadn't noticed anything. "I knew that was coming." Hermione muttered as they plodded down the steps into the surprisingly empty common room. "Did you?" Harry asked, shocked. She had noticed and he had not. Weird. But well, she WAS a girl. Girls seemed to notice more things than boys...or had Ron noticed it too? Harry felt sort of deserted. Why had no one told him? Were the signs so obvious that the others thought he would have noticed? He suddenly remembered Hermione will still sitting their, staring into the fire. "So......were you the one who planned all this?" "Mmhmm." She nodded. "I should have known." "And what's that supposed to mean!?!" she giggled playfully. "Uhhh...well your always, I dunno, done with homework because of what you planned and so I just, oh never mind." Hermione chuckled. "What?" "Oh...nothing, your just such a guy." "You don't say! Good observation!" Harry grinned as Hermione slammed a pillow into his head. "HEY!" "What?" "Oh nothing, your just such a girl." "Oh SHUT UP Harry!" Harry burst out laughing. As his laughter finally died down, he noticed how pretty Hermione really was, sitting there next to him in the firelight, grinning at him. "What?" "Ahh....nothing." Harry had just noticed that he had been staring and quickly looked away and into the fire. He wished he hadn't because this made him feel worse as he found himself wishing Sirius would pop up and tell him what to do. "What's wrong?" asked Hermione immediately. "Erm...." Harry's voice cracked. "Nothing." "That was not a nothing nothing." Hermione replied and immediately moved closer to him, looking scared. "It wasn't your scar was it?" "No, no, not my scar." he said. "What is it then?" she asked bewildered. "Sirius." said Harry, and by the way Hermione was looking at him, he knew he must be crying. "Oh, Harry." She said and leaned forward to give him a hug. "I'm so sorry." "Is this what this is all about then?" he asked angrily. Surprised at his sudden outburst Hermione asked, "What?" "Is this all just pity then?" He pushed her away and she looked at him, hurt. "Harry, you know I was only trying to help-" "Well its not helping so leave me alone." He said, loudly and forcefully. She stood up, tears falling down her face. "Fine." She said softly. "Good night Harry." She whispered and walked slowly and silently up the steps to her dormitory, tears streaming down her face, leaving Harry feeling far worse alone in the common room.
That is really sweet and touching...and TRUE!
I only got two reviews on the last chapter! Yes I know it stunk but still people, PLEASE review! Hopefully this is long enough for everyone! Thanks all who reviewed! I'm sorry the spacing isn't perfect but they talk so much that it would be SO HARD to read and type this. Hope you all enjoy anyways.
Hermione stormed up the steps toward Gryffindor tower, getting ready to dive into her homework until a fun idea formed in her brain. She giggled and raced up the last few steps, shouted "Perineceum!" with glee and dashed up the stairs to the girls' dormitory. "Parvati? Lavender? Tacey? (Tacey is pronounced Tay-C and her last name is Kendall) Sally-Anne (This one is actually from the books and her last name is Perks.)? "Yes?" Came a chorus of four voices. "I've got an idea to loosen everyone up for exams." They all gathered closer as Hermione told the giggly girls her plan.
Hermione sat at the dinner table and played with her food while waiting for Harry and Ron to come inside from Quidditch. They entered the hall and both sat on either side of Hermione. They were caked with mud and grim, for it had started raining almost as soon as Hermione had gone inside. "Gross." She said as they sat down and Harry, grinning, gave her a humongous, muddy hug. "Ergh, get off!" she cried. Harry laughed and let go. She looked down at her muddy self and muttered "Bloody sport." This caused Harry to laugh harder and Ron to join in on the chuckling. Hermione rolled her eyes and got up from the table, coughed, signaling the other girls and strode out of the Great Hall. She met Parvati, Lavender, Tacey and Sally-Anne in the entrance hall, where they all trooped off to start their goofy plan. Harry and Ron traipsed up to the boy's dormitory, Dean, Seamus and Neville right behind them. "Bunder bere 'ermione went?" asked Ron, his mouth still full of food. "Dunno." Harry replied. He plopped onto his bed and took off his muddy, grimy shoes and socks. Harry then set off to take a nice, hot shower. Hermione had already taken a shower and she sat on her bed in her pajamas, the others surrounding her. "So." Hermione said. "In five minutes its onnnnnnn!" giggled Tacey. The others laughed. "They are SO going down!" yelled Parvati. Harry, Ron, Neville, Dean, and Seamus all were sitting on their beds when it happened. All of the sudden, after a quick burst of giggles, five girls burst into the boys dormitory, armed and ready, with pillows(well what did you expect?!?). Each girl picked a bed, and attacked screaming. The boys yelped and tried to get away, but it was no use. The girls had got them. Lavender had taken Seamus' bed, Sally-Anne, Neville's. Hermione had chosen (oooooooo guess! [laughs]) Harry's and Parvati, Ron's. Tacey had taken Dean's. (I'm the model for Tacey Prongs ROFL! To everyone else, I'm not really the model for her.) Hermione was repeatedly whacking Harry over the head with her pillow. Unfortunately for her, Harry grabbed his own and swatted at her, knocking her to the floor, where he attacked her some more while she fell in a heap of laughter. Parvati had knocked Ron onto his side and was walloping him continually. Sally-Anne and Neville were fighting with their pillows slamming into each other as they slapped, and Tacey and Dean had joined Seamus and Lavender's giggly fight. Finally, the boys admitted defeat, to the glee of the girls, and they all gathered to a heap in the middle of the floor. "I haven't had that much fun in ages." Harry said, and the others muttered their agreement. It wasn't until Harry saw Ron and Parvati gazing almost lovingly at each other that reality hit Harry. "Erm....should we....." Harry looked around and saw everyone doing the same thing, "leave?" he asked. No one answered. "Lets." Hermione said, looking sickeningly at Seamus and Lavender, who had started making out. All of this surprised Harry, who, being the dim-witted boy that he was, hadn't noticed anything. "I knew that was coming." Hermione muttered as they plodded down the steps into the surprisingly empty common room. "Did you?" Harry asked, shocked. She had noticed and he had not. Weird. But well, she WAS a girl. Girls seemed to notice more things than boys...or had Ron noticed it too? Harry felt sort of deserted. Why had no one told him? Were the signs so obvious that the others thought he would have noticed? He suddenly remembered Hermione will still sitting their, staring into the fire. "So......were you the one who planned all this?" "Mmhmm." She nodded. "I should have known." "And what's that supposed to mean!?!" she giggled playfully. "Uhhh...well your always, I dunno, done with homework because of what you planned and so I just, oh never mind." Hermione chuckled. "What?" "Oh...nothing, your just such a guy." "You don't say! Good observation!" Harry grinned as Hermione slammed a pillow into his head. "HEY!" "What?" "Oh nothing, your just such a girl." "Oh SHUT UP Harry!" Harry burst out laughing. As his laughter finally died down, he noticed how pretty Hermione really was, sitting there next to him in the firelight, grinning at him. "What?" "Ahh....nothing." Harry had just noticed that he had been staring and quickly looked away and into the fire. He wished he hadn't because this made him feel worse as he found himself wishing Sirius would pop up and tell him what to do. "What's wrong?" asked Hermione immediately. "Erm...." Harry's voice cracked. "Nothing." "That was not a nothing nothing." Hermione replied and immediately moved closer to him, looking scared. "It wasn't your scar was it?" "No, no, not my scar." he said. "What is it then?" she asked bewildered. "Sirius." said Harry, and by the way Hermione was looking at him, he knew he must be crying. "Oh, Harry." She said and leaned forward to give him a hug. "I'm so sorry." "Is this what this is all about then?" he asked angrily. Surprised at his sudden outburst Hermione asked, "What?" "Is this all just pity then?" He pushed her away and she looked at him, hurt. "Harry, you know I was only trying to help-" "Well its not helping so leave me alone." He said, loudly and forcefully. She stood up, tears falling down her face. "Fine." She said softly. "Good night Harry." She whispered and walked slowly and silently up the steps to her dormitory, tears streaming down her face, leaving Harry feeling far worse alone in the common room.