*** Can It Be, Ruthless? ***
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is Harry Potter and or his efiliates. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling.
*PROLOGUE*
Hermione sat herself down at a desk on the far side of a homely study. Looking at a book she made of parchment, she wrote at the top of the title page, `My Life's Story; By: Hermione'
Thinking to herself, that she'd work out the bugs in the title later, she turned the page and began to tell the most interesting story she has ever heard and lived,
`Can it be? Back in the days when I was younger, I never thought that what I have today could actually be what it is.
`I'm in love and I'm married. I also have two wonderful, beautiful children. I'll tell you more about them later though.
`This is my story, not Harry or Ron's, not even Voldemort's. It's all my own. Let me tell you what happened to me in my 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
`It was my first year as Head Girl; I hadn't met my Co-Head yet. I had my guesses, but who it was wasn't at all whom I expected, or even thought of!
`Voldemort's power was getting more and more to its feet due to his supporters having more kids and branching more families. His thoughts were basically pressed upon Harry and anyone who loved him or mattered to him.
`Now, I hope that you all know what I look like, because, I mean, how am I supposed to describe myself? 5'6 ½, brown eyes and bushy brown hair? I mean, if you're reading this then you must've seen the movies; you know, muggle entertaiment; or stories about Harry and his, how should I put it, adventures.
`You have, no doubt, seen what Ron looks like too, and everyone else that's in my story. So let me tell you my story.
`This is my life. This is what I call my story, this is, Ruthless.'
A/N: I'll post the next chapter once I get a total of, like, 5 reviews. I know it's ultimately short, but I've been with FF.Net forever and I don't get reviews that often. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is Harry Potter and or his efiliates. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling.
*PROLOGUE*
Hermione sat herself down at a desk on the far side of a homely study. Looking at a book she made of parchment, she wrote at the top of the title page, `My Life's Story; By: Hermione'
Thinking to herself, that she'd work out the bugs in the title later, she turned the page and began to tell the most interesting story she has ever heard and lived,
`Can it be? Back in the days when I was younger, I never thought that what I have today could actually be what it is.
`I'm in love and I'm married. I also have two wonderful, beautiful children. I'll tell you more about them later though.
`This is my story, not Harry or Ron's, not even Voldemort's. It's all my own. Let me tell you what happened to me in my 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
`It was my first year as Head Girl; I hadn't met my Co-Head yet. I had my guesses, but who it was wasn't at all whom I expected, or even thought of!
`Voldemort's power was getting more and more to its feet due to his supporters having more kids and branching more families. His thoughts were basically pressed upon Harry and anyone who loved him or mattered to him.
`Now, I hope that you all know what I look like, because, I mean, how am I supposed to describe myself? 5'6 ½, brown eyes and bushy brown hair? I mean, if you're reading this then you must've seen the movies; you know, muggle entertaiment; or stories about Harry and his, how should I put it, adventures.
`You have, no doubt, seen what Ron looks like too, and everyone else that's in my story. So let me tell you my story.
`This is my life. This is what I call my story, this is, Ruthless.'
A/N: I'll post the next chapter once I get a total of, like, 5 reviews. I know it's ultimately short, but I've been with FF.Net forever and I don't get reviews that often. Thanks for reading!