Boy Trouble
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
Hermione twirled her hair around her finger anxiously while writing on a piece of parchment. She was excited! Her mum told her she could invite Harry and Ron over for the summer. They have never been to her house before. She never told them, but she had a three-story home with acres of land. (After all, she is an only child with dentists for parents) she nibbled her quill anxiously as she started Harry's letter.
Dear Harry,
Good news! Mum said you and Ron could spend the summer over at my house! I hope you can come, actually no matter what, you are coming. We'll pick you up on Sunday at 12:00 sharp. (Sorry, my parents are very precise) besides I'm sure you would like to get away from the Dursley's. I'll see you then.
Love,
Hermione G.
PS: we owled the ministry and now we have a Quiddicth field! Great huh? I'm actually quite good. (Surprising eh?)
"Yes!!" A certain green eyed boy yelled. Harry had just gotten Hermione's letter. This was great. He had never been to her house before, wonder what it would be like. Probably like the Dursley's house. But it would still be fun. And Ron would be there.
"Ron! Mum has breakfast ready! Better get down and hurry, your going to Hermione's house in 15 minutes!!!" Ginny Weasley screamed.
"Geez Ginny, I'm coming I'm coming." Ron Groaned. He was excited. It was just TOO early for Ginny's high-pitched voice to ring in his head. After breakfast Ron was energized and ready to go. " Mum, how am I going to get there?" Ron questioned. "By Floo of course dear, they got it set up for the day. Just simply say Granger's magic home." Mrs. Weasley replied.
"Come on Ron, You don't want to be late to see your girlfriend." Fred and George said in unison.
" Come off it prats, Hermione's not my girlfriend!" Ron exclaimed with his ears turning red.
"Mmmhmmm." Ginny mumbled under her breath. With ears red as a tomato, Ron went over to the fireplace with his trunk, took the floo powder and yelled perfectly," GRANGER'S MAGIC HOME!!" Swirls of green phased across his eyes and the kitchen disappeared....
" Harry! Get down here you bratty little boy!!" Vernon spit out. Harry ran down the stairs.
" Yes Uncle Vernon?" Harry rolled his eyes.
" Some specialist for criminal boys have come to you for inspection, that will take a summer. Now no funny stuff! Get your things, she's at the door!" Vernon yelled turning purple.
" What?!!" He's supposed to be picked up by Hermione today! Oh no. His summer is ruined.
15 min. later
Harry dragged himself downstairs looking at Uncle Vernon's smug face talking to a Lady not any older than 20 he would guess. She had a strict black suit, with a tight brown bun in the back. Only a piece of hair fell from her elegant shaped face. She had glasses on that reminded him of Professor Trelawney. She had a pretty nice figure he had to admit. She looked up at him with an emotionless face.
" You are 'Arry Potter, am I right?" She said in a squeaky French accent.
"No." Harry said sarcastically.
"So you have strict law and cruel hard punishment, right?" Uncle Vernon blubbered.
" Yez Zir, Zat is right." The woman put her attention back to him." Vee deal vith trouble makerz all ze time."
" Good, good!" It looked as if Uncle Vernon was having an early Christmas.
" Now." She turned sharply back to Harry. " You come over here now!"
"Listen to your punisher for the summer Harry." Vernon said viscously. 'No no no no.' Harry thought. He couldn't leave! Why couldn't she have come tomorrow?!! Then something happened. When Uncle Vernon turned his head away, the lady winked at him. He didn't know why, but he decided to follow this lady.
" Yes Uncle Vernon." Harry droned his saddest voice.
" Come 'Arry, Out side!" The sharp reddish brown eyes stared hardly on him. That hard gaze on him for some weird reason made him feel guilty, like he did something wrong. So Harry followed her.
" And good ridden!!" Uncle Vernon splattered as he slammed the door shut and locked it. The woman grabbed the collar of Harry's shirt and took him into a dark alley.
" W-what?!" Harry spluttered out. What was she doing? This time her voice was different.
" Harry, I thought you were braver than that." The lady smiled.
" HERMIONE?!" Harry couldn't believe it. She took her wand out, zapped her glasses off and her hair toppled down. Her soft golden-brown hair softly surrounded the shape around her face. 'Must have tamed over the summer' Harry thought. She obviously started wearing a little make up to make her face look more mature and elegant. Hermione blushed a little at Harry's gaze.
" Hermione, you look good, what's the occasion?" Harry finally mouthed out.
" No real occasion, just decided this was the magic age." Hermione said as her blush faded. " Come on Harry, We have to go to my house, Ron's going to be there any minute."
" O-oh Kay." Harry couldn't understand why he felt so different around Hermione now over a little make up and hair maturity. 'I mean, she's always been pretty. Maybe it's the suit.' Harry concluded in his thoughts. Hermione slid her hand down Harry's arm and held his hand. Harry trembled. Later he realized she was apparating. 'Oh, she wasn't really holding his hand.' Harry frowned.' I shouldn't be thinking like this about her, she's my best friend.' Harry looked up. He was now in a beautiful green acre where in the distance he could see a Quiddicth field and a wonderful Victorian House. Harry gazed around in awe when Hermione let go of his hand and spoke.
"Isn't it beautiful Harry? Lets get to my house, Ron should be there." 'I wish we could just stay here together, just us. No she's my friend.' Harry thought.
"Yeah, lets go see Ron." Harry said unknowingly. Hermione grabbed his hand again, as they ran off the field towards a white house. As it got closer, Harry saw a patch of Red hair in the distance.
" Ron!" they said simultaneously. Ron grinned and ran up to them. He hugged them both long and tightly. One, he held even longer...Harry glared.
A/N: If you didn't notice, Ron was holding Hermione a long time, and Harry didn't like it. Review Review Review!!! I will write more and add a chapter. I just need ideas pleez. And NO Flames please it starts forest fires.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
Hermione twirled her hair around her finger anxiously while writing on a piece of parchment. She was excited! Her mum told her she could invite Harry and Ron over for the summer. They have never been to her house before. She never told them, but she had a three-story home with acres of land. (After all, she is an only child with dentists for parents) she nibbled her quill anxiously as she started Harry's letter.
Dear Harry,
Good news! Mum said you and Ron could spend the summer over at my house! I hope you can come, actually no matter what, you are coming. We'll pick you up on Sunday at 12:00 sharp. (Sorry, my parents are very precise) besides I'm sure you would like to get away from the Dursley's. I'll see you then.
Love,
Hermione G.
PS: we owled the ministry and now we have a Quiddicth field! Great huh? I'm actually quite good. (Surprising eh?)
"Yes!!" A certain green eyed boy yelled. Harry had just gotten Hermione's letter. This was great. He had never been to her house before, wonder what it would be like. Probably like the Dursley's house. But it would still be fun. And Ron would be there.
"Ron! Mum has breakfast ready! Better get down and hurry, your going to Hermione's house in 15 minutes!!!" Ginny Weasley screamed.
"Geez Ginny, I'm coming I'm coming." Ron Groaned. He was excited. It was just TOO early for Ginny's high-pitched voice to ring in his head. After breakfast Ron was energized and ready to go. " Mum, how am I going to get there?" Ron questioned. "By Floo of course dear, they got it set up for the day. Just simply say Granger's magic home." Mrs. Weasley replied.
"Come on Ron, You don't want to be late to see your girlfriend." Fred and George said in unison.
" Come off it prats, Hermione's not my girlfriend!" Ron exclaimed with his ears turning red.
"Mmmhmmm." Ginny mumbled under her breath. With ears red as a tomato, Ron went over to the fireplace with his trunk, took the floo powder and yelled perfectly," GRANGER'S MAGIC HOME!!" Swirls of green phased across his eyes and the kitchen disappeared....
" Harry! Get down here you bratty little boy!!" Vernon spit out. Harry ran down the stairs.
" Yes Uncle Vernon?" Harry rolled his eyes.
" Some specialist for criminal boys have come to you for inspection, that will take a summer. Now no funny stuff! Get your things, she's at the door!" Vernon yelled turning purple.
" What?!!" He's supposed to be picked up by Hermione today! Oh no. His summer is ruined.
15 min. later
Harry dragged himself downstairs looking at Uncle Vernon's smug face talking to a Lady not any older than 20 he would guess. She had a strict black suit, with a tight brown bun in the back. Only a piece of hair fell from her elegant shaped face. She had glasses on that reminded him of Professor Trelawney. She had a pretty nice figure he had to admit. She looked up at him with an emotionless face.
" You are 'Arry Potter, am I right?" She said in a squeaky French accent.
"No." Harry said sarcastically.
"So you have strict law and cruel hard punishment, right?" Uncle Vernon blubbered.
" Yez Zir, Zat is right." The woman put her attention back to him." Vee deal vith trouble makerz all ze time."
" Good, good!" It looked as if Uncle Vernon was having an early Christmas.
" Now." She turned sharply back to Harry. " You come over here now!"
"Listen to your punisher for the summer Harry." Vernon said viscously. 'No no no no.' Harry thought. He couldn't leave! Why couldn't she have come tomorrow?!! Then something happened. When Uncle Vernon turned his head away, the lady winked at him. He didn't know why, but he decided to follow this lady.
" Yes Uncle Vernon." Harry droned his saddest voice.
" Come 'Arry, Out side!" The sharp reddish brown eyes stared hardly on him. That hard gaze on him for some weird reason made him feel guilty, like he did something wrong. So Harry followed her.
" And good ridden!!" Uncle Vernon splattered as he slammed the door shut and locked it. The woman grabbed the collar of Harry's shirt and took him into a dark alley.
" W-what?!" Harry spluttered out. What was she doing? This time her voice was different.
" Harry, I thought you were braver than that." The lady smiled.
" HERMIONE?!" Harry couldn't believe it. She took her wand out, zapped her glasses off and her hair toppled down. Her soft golden-brown hair softly surrounded the shape around her face. 'Must have tamed over the summer' Harry thought. She obviously started wearing a little make up to make her face look more mature and elegant. Hermione blushed a little at Harry's gaze.
" Hermione, you look good, what's the occasion?" Harry finally mouthed out.
" No real occasion, just decided this was the magic age." Hermione said as her blush faded. " Come on Harry, We have to go to my house, Ron's going to be there any minute."
" O-oh Kay." Harry couldn't understand why he felt so different around Hermione now over a little make up and hair maturity. 'I mean, she's always been pretty. Maybe it's the suit.' Harry concluded in his thoughts. Hermione slid her hand down Harry's arm and held his hand. Harry trembled. Later he realized she was apparating. 'Oh, she wasn't really holding his hand.' Harry frowned.' I shouldn't be thinking like this about her, she's my best friend.' Harry looked up. He was now in a beautiful green acre where in the distance he could see a Quiddicth field and a wonderful Victorian House. Harry gazed around in awe when Hermione let go of his hand and spoke.
"Isn't it beautiful Harry? Lets get to my house, Ron should be there." 'I wish we could just stay here together, just us. No she's my friend.' Harry thought.
"Yeah, lets go see Ron." Harry said unknowingly. Hermione grabbed his hand again, as they ran off the field towards a white house. As it got closer, Harry saw a patch of Red hair in the distance.
" Ron!" they said simultaneously. Ron grinned and ran up to them. He hugged them both long and tightly. One, he held even longer...Harry glared.
A/N: If you didn't notice, Ron was holding Hermione a long time, and Harry didn't like it. Review Review Review!!! I will write more and add a chapter. I just need ideas pleez. And NO Flames please it starts forest fires.