What's up Peeps? Here's the second chapter. Hope you enjoy this one and
review! Thanks! And I'm also thinking of working on a story with someone
else. Yea, so if you want to, when you review, tell me! Yay! Ok.
Thank you soo much for the reviews you guys! Hehe I'm soooo happy. Yes, but I don't really even remember the people I used to know when I was like 5, and when I saw them like last week at this little party, I didn't even recognize them! But maybe that's just me. Lol.
Disclaimer: I am sooo getting bored with writing this thing over and over, so use your imagination. You have one, right? Right.
Chapter 2:
BEEP!
Hermione Granger sat up in her bed still half asleep.
She quickly took a shower and brushed her teeth.
Hermione raced downstairs after retrieving the backpack in her room. She stole toast from the toaster and raced out the door.
As Hermione walked towards the park she had been walking to since she could remember, she ate her toast.
It was a 5 minute walk from her house to the park.
Hermioen took a deep breath. It was a wonderful summer day. The flowers were still in bloom even though fall was just around the corner. She walked to the tree she always sat under and brought out a book from her backpack.
It was Summer of My German Soldier by Bette Greene. (a/n: * scowls * Hey, school book report. Ugh!) The book was pretty well written actually.
Today would be the last day she could enjoy reading all day long ebcause tomorrow she had to go to Hogwarts.
Hermione had met Ron and Harry at Diagon Alley a week ago to buy their supplies, and she wasn't expecting them to be so.good-looking.
She couldn't help it. She basically drooled. Harry had been working out as well as Ron, and they had grown taller since the last time she saw them. Harry had replaced his glasses with contacts so that you could see his adorable eyes better. Ron's hair had gotten redder, if that was even possible, and they looked better all in all.
Now I did not change at all. She thought. Oh sure, she grew a couple inches and filled out in certain areas, but she didn't think it was noticeable enough.
Hermione sighed and put the book down to check what time it was.
11:15AM
Right on time. Hermione got up and headed back home.
She had spent 5 hours just sitting under the tree that she forgot about the time and was relieved that she wasn't late on her schedule.
Now Hermione couldn't bear to be late to anything.
Now could she?
Draco sat up in bed for the first time in days.
He still had aches all over his body, but at least they were bareable.
He tried to stand up but the pain was too much.
Draco grimaced.
At least I get to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow. He thought.
Draco thought back to 6 days ago, when he told his father that he would never become a Death Eater. His father had been so furious that after he was finished with Draco, he was barely alive.
Thankfully, one of the house elves had been medically trained and Draco was cared for.
He had slept for four days, and woke up only two days ago.
His mother was terrified of his father.
Draco didn't blame her. Getting hit by the Cruciatus almost every single day didn't really help the matter. She was already very fragile, delicate.
He thought back to the first time his father every got mad at him. When he was five. Lucius had kicked him out of the house for a couple of hours for stealing a few cookies from the kitchen. During that time, he had met the first and only friend that he had ever had in his life. She was a muggle, but she had been so kind to him. He met her every single day. Even if it was rainy or snowy, Draco was always there, under the tree in the middle of the park.
Until that one day 2 years after Draco had met the girl, Lucius found out and threatened to kill the girl in front of him if he ever saw him playing with her again.
Draco closed his eyes. The beating he had gotten that day was painful.
He opened his eyes and looked down at the bracelet in his hand that he had kept with him these years.
It was the only thing that indicated that such a person had indeed been in his life at one point.
Hehe. Sorry if this chapter was too short. I have a kind of writer's block on all the stories I'm writing, which is about like, 5. Even though I only have 2 chapters, I already have one, so please don't kill me. Hehe. In the meantime, it would do you well to review. You don't know, maybe it will push me to write another chapter. (
Thank you soo much for the reviews you guys! Hehe I'm soooo happy. Yes, but I don't really even remember the people I used to know when I was like 5, and when I saw them like last week at this little party, I didn't even recognize them! But maybe that's just me. Lol.
Disclaimer: I am sooo getting bored with writing this thing over and over, so use your imagination. You have one, right? Right.
Chapter 2:
BEEP!
Hermione Granger sat up in her bed still half asleep.
She quickly took a shower and brushed her teeth.
Hermione raced downstairs after retrieving the backpack in her room. She stole toast from the toaster and raced out the door.
As Hermione walked towards the park she had been walking to since she could remember, she ate her toast.
It was a 5 minute walk from her house to the park.
Hermioen took a deep breath. It was a wonderful summer day. The flowers were still in bloom even though fall was just around the corner. She walked to the tree she always sat under and brought out a book from her backpack.
It was Summer of My German Soldier by Bette Greene. (a/n: * scowls * Hey, school book report. Ugh!) The book was pretty well written actually.
Today would be the last day she could enjoy reading all day long ebcause tomorrow she had to go to Hogwarts.
Hermione had met Ron and Harry at Diagon Alley a week ago to buy their supplies, and she wasn't expecting them to be so.good-looking.
She couldn't help it. She basically drooled. Harry had been working out as well as Ron, and they had grown taller since the last time she saw them. Harry had replaced his glasses with contacts so that you could see his adorable eyes better. Ron's hair had gotten redder, if that was even possible, and they looked better all in all.
Now I did not change at all. She thought. Oh sure, she grew a couple inches and filled out in certain areas, but she didn't think it was noticeable enough.
Hermione sighed and put the book down to check what time it was.
11:15AM
Right on time. Hermione got up and headed back home.
She had spent 5 hours just sitting under the tree that she forgot about the time and was relieved that she wasn't late on her schedule.
Now Hermione couldn't bear to be late to anything.
Now could she?
Draco sat up in bed for the first time in days.
He still had aches all over his body, but at least they were bareable.
He tried to stand up but the pain was too much.
Draco grimaced.
At least I get to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow. He thought.
Draco thought back to 6 days ago, when he told his father that he would never become a Death Eater. His father had been so furious that after he was finished with Draco, he was barely alive.
Thankfully, one of the house elves had been medically trained and Draco was cared for.
He had slept for four days, and woke up only two days ago.
His mother was terrified of his father.
Draco didn't blame her. Getting hit by the Cruciatus almost every single day didn't really help the matter. She was already very fragile, delicate.
He thought back to the first time his father every got mad at him. When he was five. Lucius had kicked him out of the house for a couple of hours for stealing a few cookies from the kitchen. During that time, he had met the first and only friend that he had ever had in his life. She was a muggle, but she had been so kind to him. He met her every single day. Even if it was rainy or snowy, Draco was always there, under the tree in the middle of the park.
Until that one day 2 years after Draco had met the girl, Lucius found out and threatened to kill the girl in front of him if he ever saw him playing with her again.
Draco closed his eyes. The beating he had gotten that day was painful.
He opened his eyes and looked down at the bracelet in his hand that he had kept with him these years.
It was the only thing that indicated that such a person had indeed been in his life at one point.
Hehe. Sorry if this chapter was too short. I have a kind of writer's block on all the stories I'm writing, which is about like, 5. Even though I only have 2 chapters, I already have one, so please don't kill me. Hehe. In the meantime, it would do you well to review. You don't know, maybe it will push me to write another chapter. (
