THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN BY ME AND MY FRIEND ( MolestAPeanut). WE WORKED HARD ON THIS, SO YOU BETTER LIKE IT!! Joking. Please don't mind the first chapter, it's a little rough. We just needed to get things going. It'll get better, I promise.
Disclaimer : If I owned Harry Potter, it sure as hell wouldn't be a childrens book. Wink To those of you too stupid to know this: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, or any of it's characters, I just manipulate them to my will. Thank you.
Not What I Appear
Chapter One - Back At Hogwarts.
Harry D. Potter twisted a lock of hair around his finger, twirling it absentmindedly while looking out the window. He hated short hair. It was necessary, but he hated it. When he came out he was definitely going to grow it. Hedwig screeched noisily.
"Tell that bloody bird to shut up." Vernon said from the drivers seat.
Harry rolled his eyes. Hedwig had been stuck in her cage all summer. He was going into his 7th year at Hogwarts. After that, he was free. Free from the Dursley's, free to do magic, free from... everything that was holding him down. After the Dursley's dropped him off at the train station, he was probably never going to see them again, other than getting the rest of his shit. He was glad for it.
Harry got out of the Dursley's car, thinking about how glad he was that he was probably never going to see them again. Dudley had been cruel to him his entire life he'd been there, why, he had no clue. Probably of what he was, but seriously, that's a bit shallow. Petunia and Vernon had been complete bloody asses, and the whole of the Dursley family put to together was just plain fucked up. He was finally getting out of that place, and thank Merlin for it. His grin nearly spilt his face in half.
He went to go get a cart for his trunk and owl, then wheeled it back to the car. He quickly loaded everything in it and waved goodbye, not even bothering to look back. He saw Ron and Ginny and Mrs. Weasly, just about to enter 93/4. They saw him and waved, but he waved them on, telling Ron without words that he'd see him on the train. 10:30. He had time. He made his leisurely way to 93/4, then quickly ran into it. He could hear the train hooting, waiting for loading. He packed his bags, and, with one deep breath, got onto the train, and started to look for an empty booth.
On the train, Harry met up with Ron and Hermione and found an empty booth. Hermione was hyped up because she had gone to Paris over the summer, and Ron was watching her fondly. Hermione noticed Ron was watching her and she blushed. Harry grinned. Right before the summer they had quit dancing around each other and started going out.
Hermione, still blushing profusely, sat on Ron's lap and started kissing him. Harry's smile widened and he got up to leave them in privacy. He slid open the door.. and walked right into a rock hard chest. "Oof." Draco, for it was indeed Draco, shoved him and he landed on his ass. He looked up, past Draco's beautiful and rock hard chest, up to his lush lips, past his adorable nose, finally stopping at his stunning icy eyes. God, he loved him.
"Watch it, Potter." Sneered Draco. He kind of felt bad for pushing him down, but he had a reputation to protect. Being nice to Potter would definitely ruin it. He saw Granger on the Weasel's lap and shuddered.
"Aw, look. The Weasel's fucking the mudblood. How utterly..." He paused, and his lip curled. "Disgusting." He finished. Ron got up, dumping Hermione gracelessly on the floor, and pulled out his wand. Harry intercepted before it got too out of hand.
"He isn't worth it, Ron." Harry said quietly, but Draco still heard him. And for some inexplicable reason, that comment hurt. The blonde sneered, and stormed out of the room, motioning for Crabbe and Goyle to follow.
They finally arrived at Hogwarts. Harry looked around at the familiar old castle with a sense of awe. Beautiful, wonderful Hogwarts. The only place to him that really felt like HOME. Damn, but he had missed this place. It was a place of escape, a place where he could finally be (as much as he could be without putting himself in danger) himself. Where he could wave his wand, make magic, be with his friends, where people weren't cruel, where he really felt at home. Malfoy shoved past him roughly, and Harry sighed. Maybe not everyone was nice. And it meant so much that he was.
"THE SORTING!!!" Ron said from behind him, excited about it.
"Ron, why are you excited? We don't even know anyone." Harry said. Ron's face fell slightly, but he was still excited. He dragged Harry and Hermione after him, quickly going to the Great Hall.
The Sorting was boring, since they didn't know anyone, and they got eleven new people in Gryfindor. Ron lost his excitement about halfway through, more interesting in the food that was soon going to fill his plate then the Sorting.
Dumbledore made his announcements, in his own odd, quirky way, and the plates filled up with food. Hermione scowled slightly, and thought about the poor house elfs, but ate her food, excitedly talking about her new classes, or what they're going to be, since they get their schedules tomorrow morning.
Harry listened with half an ear, still glad to be back at Hogwarts. Ron listened (or pretended to) attentively, knowing he'd get slapped if he didn't. Anything to make his girlfriend happy. Soon the meal was finished, and Dumbledore released them to go up to bed, with the Head Boy and Girl in charge. Hermione, being the head girl, proudly led them up the staircase, up to their dorm. "BigglesWorth" She said to the Fat Lady. The Fat Lady welcomed them back and swung open her door. They quickly went their seperate ways, Ron kissing Hermione goodnight.
They went back to their Dorm Rooms and quickly change into their pajama's, saying good night to each other, and with their belly's full, they quickly fell asleep.
Hope you liked it. The chapters will get longer, I assure you. Please Review.
Disclaimer : If I owned Harry Potter, it sure as hell wouldn't be a childrens book. Wink To those of you too stupid to know this: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, or any of it's characters, I just manipulate them to my will. Thank you.
Not What I Appear
Chapter One - Back At Hogwarts.
Harry D. Potter twisted a lock of hair around his finger, twirling it absentmindedly while looking out the window. He hated short hair. It was necessary, but he hated it. When he came out he was definitely going to grow it. Hedwig screeched noisily.
"Tell that bloody bird to shut up." Vernon said from the drivers seat.
Harry rolled his eyes. Hedwig had been stuck in her cage all summer. He was going into his 7th year at Hogwarts. After that, he was free. Free from the Dursley's, free to do magic, free from... everything that was holding him down. After the Dursley's dropped him off at the train station, he was probably never going to see them again, other than getting the rest of his shit. He was glad for it.
Harry got out of the Dursley's car, thinking about how glad he was that he was probably never going to see them again. Dudley had been cruel to him his entire life he'd been there, why, he had no clue. Probably of what he was, but seriously, that's a bit shallow. Petunia and Vernon had been complete bloody asses, and the whole of the Dursley family put to together was just plain fucked up. He was finally getting out of that place, and thank Merlin for it. His grin nearly spilt his face in half.
He went to go get a cart for his trunk and owl, then wheeled it back to the car. He quickly loaded everything in it and waved goodbye, not even bothering to look back. He saw Ron and Ginny and Mrs. Weasly, just about to enter 93/4. They saw him and waved, but he waved them on, telling Ron without words that he'd see him on the train. 10:30. He had time. He made his leisurely way to 93/4, then quickly ran into it. He could hear the train hooting, waiting for loading. He packed his bags, and, with one deep breath, got onto the train, and started to look for an empty booth.
On the train, Harry met up with Ron and Hermione and found an empty booth. Hermione was hyped up because she had gone to Paris over the summer, and Ron was watching her fondly. Hermione noticed Ron was watching her and she blushed. Harry grinned. Right before the summer they had quit dancing around each other and started going out.
Hermione, still blushing profusely, sat on Ron's lap and started kissing him. Harry's smile widened and he got up to leave them in privacy. He slid open the door.. and walked right into a rock hard chest. "Oof." Draco, for it was indeed Draco, shoved him and he landed on his ass. He looked up, past Draco's beautiful and rock hard chest, up to his lush lips, past his adorable nose, finally stopping at his stunning icy eyes. God, he loved him.
"Watch it, Potter." Sneered Draco. He kind of felt bad for pushing him down, but he had a reputation to protect. Being nice to Potter would definitely ruin it. He saw Granger on the Weasel's lap and shuddered.
"Aw, look. The Weasel's fucking the mudblood. How utterly..." He paused, and his lip curled. "Disgusting." He finished. Ron got up, dumping Hermione gracelessly on the floor, and pulled out his wand. Harry intercepted before it got too out of hand.
"He isn't worth it, Ron." Harry said quietly, but Draco still heard him. And for some inexplicable reason, that comment hurt. The blonde sneered, and stormed out of the room, motioning for Crabbe and Goyle to follow.
They finally arrived at Hogwarts. Harry looked around at the familiar old castle with a sense of awe. Beautiful, wonderful Hogwarts. The only place to him that really felt like HOME. Damn, but he had missed this place. It was a place of escape, a place where he could finally be (as much as he could be without putting himself in danger) himself. Where he could wave his wand, make magic, be with his friends, where people weren't cruel, where he really felt at home. Malfoy shoved past him roughly, and Harry sighed. Maybe not everyone was nice. And it meant so much that he was.
"THE SORTING!!!" Ron said from behind him, excited about it.
"Ron, why are you excited? We don't even know anyone." Harry said. Ron's face fell slightly, but he was still excited. He dragged Harry and Hermione after him, quickly going to the Great Hall.
The Sorting was boring, since they didn't know anyone, and they got eleven new people in Gryfindor. Ron lost his excitement about halfway through, more interesting in the food that was soon going to fill his plate then the Sorting.
Dumbledore made his announcements, in his own odd, quirky way, and the plates filled up with food. Hermione scowled slightly, and thought about the poor house elfs, but ate her food, excitedly talking about her new classes, or what they're going to be, since they get their schedules tomorrow morning.
Harry listened with half an ear, still glad to be back at Hogwarts. Ron listened (or pretended to) attentively, knowing he'd get slapped if he didn't. Anything to make his girlfriend happy. Soon the meal was finished, and Dumbledore released them to go up to bed, with the Head Boy and Girl in charge. Hermione, being the head girl, proudly led them up the staircase, up to their dorm. "BigglesWorth" She said to the Fat Lady. The Fat Lady welcomed them back and swung open her door. They quickly went their seperate ways, Ron kissing Hermione goodnight.
They went back to their Dorm Rooms and quickly change into their pajama's, saying good night to each other, and with their belly's full, they quickly fell asleep.
Hope you liked it. The chapters will get longer, I assure you. Please Review.