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Chibi-Kari: Welcome to my first Harry Potter story!!! I don't know if it is even any
good.
Emaleneangel: I'm new to Harry Potter writing as well (although for some reason
the movies do tend to make me curse a blue streak). This chapter is dedicated to my
good friend Chibi-Kari, who finally learned how to say Hermione during its writing. We
are co-writing this or at least the first chapter. Obviously we don't own Harry Potter or
everyone would know our names and we would be rich!!!
Chibi-Kari: I wish...
Emaleneangel: Well on with the fic...
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Survival of the Fittest
Ch. 1-The New Girl
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THE WHEASLEY HOUSEHOLD...NIGHT
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"I know that it makes no sense, Ginny, but it's Ron's overall stupidity that makes
me love him." Hermione stated as she rolled over in the bed to face her red headed
friend.
The youngest Weasley stared at her bush-haired friend. "You're right. That
doesn't make any sense." Hermione simply groaned and slammed her head against
her pillow. "But then again he's my brother so I don't even want to think about anyone
loving him. It's just a little too...gross...weird...UGGGHHH!!!" Ginny said throwing her
pale arms.
Hermione had spent the last week at the Weasley household. Although it had
been a blast, talking with her friends and learning how to play the Quidditch position of
beater (she found that the position was a surprisingly effective way to channel her
anger), it had also provided her with ample opportunities to make an ass out of herself
in front of her heart's desire. Breaking dishes, stuttering, and to her utmost
embarrassment, bragging about her academic achievements (something she tended to
do when she became flustered). But tomorrow they would be returning to Hogwarts and
hopefully things would return to a fraction of normality. She knew it would never be the
same, since her infatuation, with Ron, came to be.
"You got quiet all of a sudden. What are you thinking about? A certain
Gryffindor with red hair and a nice butt?" asked Ginny coyly nudging at her friend with
her elbow.
"You know he does have a nice butt." She said with fake contemplation, as the
corners of her mouth twitched up into a smile.
"Ewwww. There are some things a girl can go her entire life without knowing,
and that was one of them."
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THE TRAIN STATION...THE NEXT DAY
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A girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes colored like frosted glass was standing
on the platform 9 ¾, donning a short white skirt and a pink tank top. Crossing her arms
she turned around and waited for some unsuspecting being, filled with testosterone, to
carry her collection of pink trunks onto the train. She shortly found the answer, when
her eyes happened to land on a gangly red haired teenage boy, kneeling on the ground
putting his trunk in the compartment under the train.
Putting on her charm, she walked towards him, her hips swaying. She leaned
down next to him and said, "Would you mind helping me with my bags?"
At hearing the sugary voice, Ron looked up to see her standing there with an
innocent smile. He quickly straightened up and replied, "N-No problem, I-I just finished
with mine," He stuttered.
She giggled slightly and held out her hand for him to shake, "I'm Jacqueline, but
you can call me Jacqui. Those are my bags over there." She said pointing at the pile.
"Wow," he said, surveying her luggage. "Well my name is Ron. I've never seen
you around Hogwarts before. What year are you?" He said as they started to walk
towards her bags.
"I just transferred here and I'm going into my sixth year. What year are you going
into?" She asked as they reached her bags and he started to heave them into another
compartment.
"Well...ugghh...I'm going into my sixth year too." He said struggling with the last
trunk, "Do you want to sit with my friends and I?" He asked straightening up, it wasn't
normal for him to feel this comfortable around a girl, but Jacqui had an aura around her
that made him feel at ease.
"Ron! There you are. We've been looking all over for you." He turned around to
find Hermione running towards him, waving her arm enthusiastically in the air. Harry
and Ginny followed at a slower pace. "Guess what? Malfoy got in a potions accident
over the break and his hair is bright pink." She turned to Jacqueline. "Who are you?"
she promptly blurted out.
Ron, used to his friend's less than subtle nature, didn't seem to notice the
hostility in her voice. "Hermione, this is Jacqui. She's just transferred. Jacqui this is
Hermione, she's one my friends. And that's Harry and my sister Ginny." If Hermione
had been worried a second ago she was practically in a state a panic when the
bombshell barely glanced at their famous friend before turning back to Ron. In the past
most girls had dropped Ron faster than you could say Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes
when they had found out that he was friends with Harry Potter.
"Well it's nice to meet you all. And, Ron, I'll take you up on the train seat, but I've
got to find a teacher first." She smiled at them before bouncing off. Hermione had to
suppress a growl as she watched Ron's gaze follow the new girl.
"I forgot to ask her where she was from." Ron said turning back to his friends
and sister.
"The United States obviously. Or did something distract from the sweet sound of
her voice?" Hermione stated causing Harry to snort; Ron seemed not to hear the
second part of her sentence.
They got on the train and found an empty compartment. Harry and Ginny sat
down next to each other, while Ron and Hermione took the parallel seat. They talked
about trivial subjects until the door opened and Jacqui came in.
Seeing Jacqui, Ron pushed Hermione off the seat and said, "Sit here Jacqui!"
"Thank you Ron." She said smiling at him, as Hermione picked herself up off the
ground and went over to sit next to Ginny.
"So what house do you want to be in?" Harry asked, trying to prevent Hermione
from spitting some scathing comment.
Jacqui turned away from Ron, "Oh I don't know...probably Gryffindor."
Hermione leaned toward Ginny and whispered, "She'll end up in Slytherin,"
causing Ginny to giggle.
The rest of the group ignored them and continued their conversation about the
school as they sped towards their sixth year at Hogwarts.
Hermione felt her spirits lift considerably when the castle came into view.
Pressing her face against the fogged window she smiled when the train finally stopped,
glad to be home. Her mood fell considerably when they approached the carriages that
would carry them to the great hall. She turned to Ginny who grimaced knowingly. It
was the first time that either one of them were able to see the Thestrals that pulled
them. Hermione couldn't help but wish that she had remained ignorant of their skeletal
form.
Before Ginny could climb into the carriage that Harry, Ron, and Jacqui had
already gotten into, Hermione dragged her over to another.
"We need to talk," she said, sitting down on the plush seat. "Did you see how
close that American hussy was sitting next to your brother?" Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Honestly Hermione. I hadn't figured you for the jealous type."
"I'm not jealous...well I am. But with good reason! She's so skinny. And did you
get a look at her figure? Why would she go for Ron? I mean she could get any guy she
wanted, why Ron?" She motioned in emphasis. Ginny slapped her hands down as
Neville and Luna sat down across from them. She pointedly lowered their voices. "And
I mean she's obviously more of his intellectual equal."
"Did you ever think it might be easier to get my brother to notice you if you
stopped insulting him? I know it's your twisted interpretation of sexual tension, but..."
"Ginny!" Both Neville and Luna stopped talking to each other and stared at them.
Hermione just smiled in an apologetic fashion.
"Look, he's known her for a couple of hours. Give it a day and he'll have already
of moved on." Ginny said to calm Hermione down.
"You really think so?" She asked hopefully.
"I'm sure. So you might want to try being nice to her, because you're going to
have to deal with her for a while if you want to or not."
"You're right. I know you're right." Hermione replied shaking her head.
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TBC
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Chibi-Kari: Save, Delete, Burn??? What do you think??? I know I have this
crazy rule...which many have called anal...but I want one review before I post the next
chapter. Just one that can't be that hard.
Emaleneangel: Yes it can. Well thank you for reading! And please review!
Chibi-Kari: Yes please! And Bai-Bai!
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Chibi-Kari: Welcome to my first Harry Potter story!!! I don't know if it is even any
good.
Emaleneangel: I'm new to Harry Potter writing as well (although for some reason
the movies do tend to make me curse a blue streak). This chapter is dedicated to my
good friend Chibi-Kari, who finally learned how to say Hermione during its writing. We
are co-writing this or at least the first chapter. Obviously we don't own Harry Potter or
everyone would know our names and we would be rich!!!
Chibi-Kari: I wish...
Emaleneangel: Well on with the fic...
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Survival of the Fittest
Ch. 1-The New Girl
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THE WHEASLEY HOUSEHOLD...NIGHT
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"I know that it makes no sense, Ginny, but it's Ron's overall stupidity that makes
me love him." Hermione stated as she rolled over in the bed to face her red headed
friend.
The youngest Weasley stared at her bush-haired friend. "You're right. That
doesn't make any sense." Hermione simply groaned and slammed her head against
her pillow. "But then again he's my brother so I don't even want to think about anyone
loving him. It's just a little too...gross...weird...UGGGHHH!!!" Ginny said throwing her
pale arms.
Hermione had spent the last week at the Weasley household. Although it had
been a blast, talking with her friends and learning how to play the Quidditch position of
beater (she found that the position was a surprisingly effective way to channel her
anger), it had also provided her with ample opportunities to make an ass out of herself
in front of her heart's desire. Breaking dishes, stuttering, and to her utmost
embarrassment, bragging about her academic achievements (something she tended to
do when she became flustered). But tomorrow they would be returning to Hogwarts and
hopefully things would return to a fraction of normality. She knew it would never be the
same, since her infatuation, with Ron, came to be.
"You got quiet all of a sudden. What are you thinking about? A certain
Gryffindor with red hair and a nice butt?" asked Ginny coyly nudging at her friend with
her elbow.
"You know he does have a nice butt." She said with fake contemplation, as the
corners of her mouth twitched up into a smile.
"Ewwww. There are some things a girl can go her entire life without knowing,
and that was one of them."
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THE TRAIN STATION...THE NEXT DAY
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A girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes colored like frosted glass was standing
on the platform 9 ¾, donning a short white skirt and a pink tank top. Crossing her arms
she turned around and waited for some unsuspecting being, filled with testosterone, to
carry her collection of pink trunks onto the train. She shortly found the answer, when
her eyes happened to land on a gangly red haired teenage boy, kneeling on the ground
putting his trunk in the compartment under the train.
Putting on her charm, she walked towards him, her hips swaying. She leaned
down next to him and said, "Would you mind helping me with my bags?"
At hearing the sugary voice, Ron looked up to see her standing there with an
innocent smile. He quickly straightened up and replied, "N-No problem, I-I just finished
with mine," He stuttered.
She giggled slightly and held out her hand for him to shake, "I'm Jacqueline, but
you can call me Jacqui. Those are my bags over there." She said pointing at the pile.
"Wow," he said, surveying her luggage. "Well my name is Ron. I've never seen
you around Hogwarts before. What year are you?" He said as they started to walk
towards her bags.
"I just transferred here and I'm going into my sixth year. What year are you going
into?" She asked as they reached her bags and he started to heave them into another
compartment.
"Well...ugghh...I'm going into my sixth year too." He said struggling with the last
trunk, "Do you want to sit with my friends and I?" He asked straightening up, it wasn't
normal for him to feel this comfortable around a girl, but Jacqui had an aura around her
that made him feel at ease.
"Ron! There you are. We've been looking all over for you." He turned around to
find Hermione running towards him, waving her arm enthusiastically in the air. Harry
and Ginny followed at a slower pace. "Guess what? Malfoy got in a potions accident
over the break and his hair is bright pink." She turned to Jacqueline. "Who are you?"
she promptly blurted out.
Ron, used to his friend's less than subtle nature, didn't seem to notice the
hostility in her voice. "Hermione, this is Jacqui. She's just transferred. Jacqui this is
Hermione, she's one my friends. And that's Harry and my sister Ginny." If Hermione
had been worried a second ago she was practically in a state a panic when the
bombshell barely glanced at their famous friend before turning back to Ron. In the past
most girls had dropped Ron faster than you could say Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes
when they had found out that he was friends with Harry Potter.
"Well it's nice to meet you all. And, Ron, I'll take you up on the train seat, but I've
got to find a teacher first." She smiled at them before bouncing off. Hermione had to
suppress a growl as she watched Ron's gaze follow the new girl.
"I forgot to ask her where she was from." Ron said turning back to his friends
and sister.
"The United States obviously. Or did something distract from the sweet sound of
her voice?" Hermione stated causing Harry to snort; Ron seemed not to hear the
second part of her sentence.
They got on the train and found an empty compartment. Harry and Ginny sat
down next to each other, while Ron and Hermione took the parallel seat. They talked
about trivial subjects until the door opened and Jacqui came in.
Seeing Jacqui, Ron pushed Hermione off the seat and said, "Sit here Jacqui!"
"Thank you Ron." She said smiling at him, as Hermione picked herself up off the
ground and went over to sit next to Ginny.
"So what house do you want to be in?" Harry asked, trying to prevent Hermione
from spitting some scathing comment.
Jacqui turned away from Ron, "Oh I don't know...probably Gryffindor."
Hermione leaned toward Ginny and whispered, "She'll end up in Slytherin,"
causing Ginny to giggle.
The rest of the group ignored them and continued their conversation about the
school as they sped towards their sixth year at Hogwarts.
Hermione felt her spirits lift considerably when the castle came into view.
Pressing her face against the fogged window she smiled when the train finally stopped,
glad to be home. Her mood fell considerably when they approached the carriages that
would carry them to the great hall. She turned to Ginny who grimaced knowingly. It
was the first time that either one of them were able to see the Thestrals that pulled
them. Hermione couldn't help but wish that she had remained ignorant of their skeletal
form.
Before Ginny could climb into the carriage that Harry, Ron, and Jacqui had
already gotten into, Hermione dragged her over to another.
"We need to talk," she said, sitting down on the plush seat. "Did you see how
close that American hussy was sitting next to your brother?" Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Honestly Hermione. I hadn't figured you for the jealous type."
"I'm not jealous...well I am. But with good reason! She's so skinny. And did you
get a look at her figure? Why would she go for Ron? I mean she could get any guy she
wanted, why Ron?" She motioned in emphasis. Ginny slapped her hands down as
Neville and Luna sat down across from them. She pointedly lowered their voices. "And
I mean she's obviously more of his intellectual equal."
"Did you ever think it might be easier to get my brother to notice you if you
stopped insulting him? I know it's your twisted interpretation of sexual tension, but..."
"Ginny!" Both Neville and Luna stopped talking to each other and stared at them.
Hermione just smiled in an apologetic fashion.
"Look, he's known her for a couple of hours. Give it a day and he'll have already
of moved on." Ginny said to calm Hermione down.
"You really think so?" She asked hopefully.
"I'm sure. So you might want to try being nice to her, because you're going to
have to deal with her for a while if you want to or not."
"You're right. I know you're right." Hermione replied shaking her head.
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TBC
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Chibi-Kari: Save, Delete, Burn??? What do you think??? I know I have this
crazy rule...which many have called anal...but I want one review before I post the next
chapter. Just one that can't be that hard.
Emaleneangel: Yes it can. Well thank you for reading! And please review!
Chibi-Kari: Yes please! And Bai-Bai!
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