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because it adds some texture into it right? If I don't like it I won't
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She strode into the gryffindor common room looking slightly ruffled, she walked over to the notice board and got her wand out, she said a quick non- permanent sticking charm on it put her wand back in her pocket, a lot of her year were staring at her,
"WHAT?" She shouted,
"You just look different that's all Hermione"
"Well, I thought everyone had worked that out judging by the whispers that seem to follow me everywhere" She started seething, she felt like the PMS bitch, "You know what? Even Ron seems to hate me; I get more hostility from you guys, who are supposed to be my friends than Malfoy? You all seem to have problems seeing that I can look different?"
"You would get less hostility from Malfoy because you're going out" The room gasped,
"RONALD WEASLEY" She screeched in an uncanny impression of Mrs. Weasley in the morning on an especially bad day, "I AM NOT GOING OUT WITH MALFOY, JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD SO FAR UP YOUR ASS ALL YOU CAN DO IS SINGLE PEOPLE OUT BECAUSE THEY'RE IN A DIFFERENT HOUSE! SURE, I'VE CHANGED OVER THE HOLIDAYS BUT AT LEAST MY PERSONALITY IS THE SAME YOU'RE A SELFISH, SHAMELESS, RUDE, BIGOTED FUCKER AND I CAN'T STAND YOU ANYMORE SO GO OFF WITH DEAN AND SEAMUS SEE IF ME AND HARRY CARE!" She took a deep breath, "You know what Weasley, Malfoy is an angel compared to you" She walked calmly but could feel the gryffindors stares at her back, it was no way for a head girl to behave she knew it but she couldn't take it anymore.
~*Hermione's POV*~
I can't stand him, not one bit of him. I hate him and everything he stands for, from his red hair to his freckles. I hate his hands so big so fumbling his blank stare and I especially hate his personality. I wish he'd die. I don't just hate bits of him. I hate everything about him, E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N- G! I just don't know how I could stand him. I don't care what he says about me. I am who I am and if he doesn't like it maybe he can go have gay sex with Seamus and Dean. He's a total git. I don't want him bothering me anymore; I don't want anyone to bother me. I want to get on with my studies and have fun why can he not just take that? Oh yeah, because he is such a prat. I know what Malfoy feels like now. You could dress me up in a fluffy pink bunny costume and I'd still act the same, still feel the same, I'd still hate his guts!
She bumped straight into Harry,
"WHY DON'T YOU MOVE OUT OF THE WAY YOU FOOL!" She looked at the person she bumped into, "Shit, Harry sorry I just had an argument with Ron and I just feel like everyone hates me I'm followed by whispers everywhere, even the gryffindors hate me and I've just screamed at Ron and said everything I've let out every piece of anger I've ever felt towards him in the last god knows how many years" She shook her head furiously,
"Calm down Hermione, we'll head back to the head room via the kitchens right? They might have some firewhiskey?"
"Alright" They stepped into the kitchen and all the elves turned their heads and bowed deeply,
"Harry Potter sir what is you wanting" Dobby said,
"Have you got any firewhiskey?" Almost immediately Four elves came up with a bottle of firewhiskey in one of their small elf hands, Harry took two bottles of it one from an elf who looked almost exactly the same as Dobby but was taller, and the other from Winky, who had no got over the fact she had been given clothes, the two thanked the elves and made their way back to the head's room,
"Sugar Sherlock" Hermione said and the two walked in, they sat down, Hermione got her wand out and went and got four books she transfigured two of them into glasses and left the other two on the coffee table,
"Hey Draco" Hermione said looking at Draco who was sat on the black sofa next to Harry,
"I wondered when you'd acknowledge my presence"
"Do you like firewhiskey?" Harry said,
"Sure do," Harry then transfigured Most Potente Potions IV into another glass and cracked open one of the firewhiskey bottles, he poured everyone a drink and handed Hermione her glass and Draco took his,
"What is the celebration for then?"
"No celebration, Hermione just had a huge freak at Ron"
"Good on you I say" He muttered,
"What was that?" Hermione said, there was a pause,
"That's a shame"
"Don't lie"
"I'm not lying"
"You are, you're right handed and you looked to the left if you look to the left it means your thinking, if you look to the right you're recalling"
"How do you know I'm right handed" She pointed to the glass in his hand, there was another pause,
"I'm ambidextrous"
"No you're not" Draco looked outraged and Harry was sat there a look of utter vexation on his face,
"I think I'd know, after all it is MY body"
"You looked to the left again, meaning you were thinking not recalling"
"How do you know all this?"
"I need to know when people are lying"
"Why?"
"Parental problems" She said darkly, looking like one of the muggle clowns.
"Right, I actually said good on you I say, but thanks for the useful information about which way people look when their thinking and stuff I'll use that" Hermione laughed,
She took a deep gulp of firewhiskey, as it rolled down her throat it tickled it and she sighed contentedly,
"That's the only problem about coming back to school"
"What?" Harry said,
"Not being able to drink as much"
"Oh, what did Blaise say?"
"He said it sounded a really good idea and if I can sort it out then it would be okay" He took a swig of the whiskey, "I bumped into Chang as well, I asked her and she said Ravenclaw would like it if it was sorted out too"
"Only Hufflepuff left then" Draco clapped sarcastically,
"Well done Sherlock" The three laughed,
"God, why ever did Dumbledore make you two crackpot's heads?"
"Well, I am born to be a leader and with my ravishing looks, and shiny sleek hair who could resist?" He smiled cheesily,
"Only with L'Oreal?" Harry said,
"Just because my hair is nicer than yours, and here's a mental note for you, it always will be" Harry reached to his head and messed his hair up like his father had done,
"My hair is fine thank you very much"
"Shut up about hair1 Next you'll be wanting to be hairdressers and stylists and then you'll be bumming each other in the stock cupboard of your salon" Hermione laughed, the boys just glared, "Touched a nerve have I?"
"Well, maybe you should run back to ickle Ronniekins and go shag him" Hermione's look was priceless at that stage,
"Shut it you fag Malfoy you!" She screeched and kicked his shin violently,
"Violence is not the answer Hermione Alexandria Granger"
"Hah! Your middle name is Alexandria" Hermione shook her head and shot Harry a death glare, which he shot straight back his emerald eyes shooting daggers,
"Well what's yours?"
"None of your business"
"Do we have to beat it out of you Malfoy?" Harry said clenching his fists, Hermione looked at him,
"Lucius"
"LIAR!" She squealed,
"Damn the eyes, DAMN THEM. Don't laugh alright? It's Bardolph" Harry snorted and quickly turned it into the cough as the two head's heads turned and sliced at him with their eyes, "My parent's named me after a character from Henry the fourth"
"They read Shakespeare?"
"Yes, they said he was one of the only decent muggles" Harry looked slightly shocked,
"I thought they hated all muggles,"
"They do, just not Shakespeare"
"Sounds un-Malfoylike" Harry stated,
"Well, there was a certain amount of hidden depth to my parents sure I hate them, but they weren't quite as bad as they seemed," They talked for a long time and eventually Harry and Draco stopped using each others last names and were talking about their parents, Hermione did some bitching and Draco soon found out about her father being an alcoholic, yet she still didn't disclose the fact he'd raped her.
"Lucius thought it was 'disciplining' me to use crucio" He shook his head, "I hate that bastard"
"I did too, your mother didn't seem that bad"
"Well, she loved Lucius far too much she died for him"
"My dad hit me over the summer another one of the reasons for the drastic change, it annoyed me"
"Annoyed? Annoyed seems a little extreme" Draco said sarcasm dripping,
"Yeah, well it actually really hurt my feelings inside too, I loved my dad"
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Sorry I kind of left it there; I just want to get it up quick y'know? Well, lessons start next chapter. THANKS TO ALL OF MY REVIEWERS! If you leave a suggestion in your review I will take it on board. If you read please review!
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*Kisses boots*
I luv ya! Warning: References to gay sex and strong swear words :-) ha! /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
She strode into the gryffindor common room looking slightly ruffled, she walked over to the notice board and got her wand out, she said a quick non- permanent sticking charm on it put her wand back in her pocket, a lot of her year were staring at her,
"WHAT?" She shouted,
"You just look different that's all Hermione"
"Well, I thought everyone had worked that out judging by the whispers that seem to follow me everywhere" She started seething, she felt like the PMS bitch, "You know what? Even Ron seems to hate me; I get more hostility from you guys, who are supposed to be my friends than Malfoy? You all seem to have problems seeing that I can look different?"
"You would get less hostility from Malfoy because you're going out" The room gasped,
"RONALD WEASLEY" She screeched in an uncanny impression of Mrs. Weasley in the morning on an especially bad day, "I AM NOT GOING OUT WITH MALFOY, JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD SO FAR UP YOUR ASS ALL YOU CAN DO IS SINGLE PEOPLE OUT BECAUSE THEY'RE IN A DIFFERENT HOUSE! SURE, I'VE CHANGED OVER THE HOLIDAYS BUT AT LEAST MY PERSONALITY IS THE SAME YOU'RE A SELFISH, SHAMELESS, RUDE, BIGOTED FUCKER AND I CAN'T STAND YOU ANYMORE SO GO OFF WITH DEAN AND SEAMUS SEE IF ME AND HARRY CARE!" She took a deep breath, "You know what Weasley, Malfoy is an angel compared to you" She walked calmly but could feel the gryffindors stares at her back, it was no way for a head girl to behave she knew it but she couldn't take it anymore.
~*Hermione's POV*~
I can't stand him, not one bit of him. I hate him and everything he stands for, from his red hair to his freckles. I hate his hands so big so fumbling his blank stare and I especially hate his personality. I wish he'd die. I don't just hate bits of him. I hate everything about him, E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N- G! I just don't know how I could stand him. I don't care what he says about me. I am who I am and if he doesn't like it maybe he can go have gay sex with Seamus and Dean. He's a total git. I don't want him bothering me anymore; I don't want anyone to bother me. I want to get on with my studies and have fun why can he not just take that? Oh yeah, because he is such a prat. I know what Malfoy feels like now. You could dress me up in a fluffy pink bunny costume and I'd still act the same, still feel the same, I'd still hate his guts!
She bumped straight into Harry,
"WHY DON'T YOU MOVE OUT OF THE WAY YOU FOOL!" She looked at the person she bumped into, "Shit, Harry sorry I just had an argument with Ron and I just feel like everyone hates me I'm followed by whispers everywhere, even the gryffindors hate me and I've just screamed at Ron and said everything I've let out every piece of anger I've ever felt towards him in the last god knows how many years" She shook her head furiously,
"Calm down Hermione, we'll head back to the head room via the kitchens right? They might have some firewhiskey?"
"Alright" They stepped into the kitchen and all the elves turned their heads and bowed deeply,
"Harry Potter sir what is you wanting" Dobby said,
"Have you got any firewhiskey?" Almost immediately Four elves came up with a bottle of firewhiskey in one of their small elf hands, Harry took two bottles of it one from an elf who looked almost exactly the same as Dobby but was taller, and the other from Winky, who had no got over the fact she had been given clothes, the two thanked the elves and made their way back to the head's room,
"Sugar Sherlock" Hermione said and the two walked in, they sat down, Hermione got her wand out and went and got four books she transfigured two of them into glasses and left the other two on the coffee table,
"Hey Draco" Hermione said looking at Draco who was sat on the black sofa next to Harry,
"I wondered when you'd acknowledge my presence"
"Do you like firewhiskey?" Harry said,
"Sure do," Harry then transfigured Most Potente Potions IV into another glass and cracked open one of the firewhiskey bottles, he poured everyone a drink and handed Hermione her glass and Draco took his,
"What is the celebration for then?"
"No celebration, Hermione just had a huge freak at Ron"
"Good on you I say" He muttered,
"What was that?" Hermione said, there was a pause,
"That's a shame"
"Don't lie"
"I'm not lying"
"You are, you're right handed and you looked to the left if you look to the left it means your thinking, if you look to the right you're recalling"
"How do you know I'm right handed" She pointed to the glass in his hand, there was another pause,
"I'm ambidextrous"
"No you're not" Draco looked outraged and Harry was sat there a look of utter vexation on his face,
"I think I'd know, after all it is MY body"
"You looked to the left again, meaning you were thinking not recalling"
"How do you know all this?"
"I need to know when people are lying"
"Why?"
"Parental problems" She said darkly, looking like one of the muggle clowns.
"Right, I actually said good on you I say, but thanks for the useful information about which way people look when their thinking and stuff I'll use that" Hermione laughed,
She took a deep gulp of firewhiskey, as it rolled down her throat it tickled it and she sighed contentedly,
"That's the only problem about coming back to school"
"What?" Harry said,
"Not being able to drink as much"
"Oh, what did Blaise say?"
"He said it sounded a really good idea and if I can sort it out then it would be okay" He took a swig of the whiskey, "I bumped into Chang as well, I asked her and she said Ravenclaw would like it if it was sorted out too"
"Only Hufflepuff left then" Draco clapped sarcastically,
"Well done Sherlock" The three laughed,
"God, why ever did Dumbledore make you two crackpot's heads?"
"Well, I am born to be a leader and with my ravishing looks, and shiny sleek hair who could resist?" He smiled cheesily,
"Only with L'Oreal?" Harry said,
"Just because my hair is nicer than yours, and here's a mental note for you, it always will be" Harry reached to his head and messed his hair up like his father had done,
"My hair is fine thank you very much"
"Shut up about hair1 Next you'll be wanting to be hairdressers and stylists and then you'll be bumming each other in the stock cupboard of your salon" Hermione laughed, the boys just glared, "Touched a nerve have I?"
"Well, maybe you should run back to ickle Ronniekins and go shag him" Hermione's look was priceless at that stage,
"Shut it you fag Malfoy you!" She screeched and kicked his shin violently,
"Violence is not the answer Hermione Alexandria Granger"
"Hah! Your middle name is Alexandria" Hermione shook her head and shot Harry a death glare, which he shot straight back his emerald eyes shooting daggers,
"Well what's yours?"
"None of your business"
"Do we have to beat it out of you Malfoy?" Harry said clenching his fists, Hermione looked at him,
"Lucius"
"LIAR!" She squealed,
"Damn the eyes, DAMN THEM. Don't laugh alright? It's Bardolph" Harry snorted and quickly turned it into the cough as the two head's heads turned and sliced at him with their eyes, "My parent's named me after a character from Henry the fourth"
"They read Shakespeare?"
"Yes, they said he was one of the only decent muggles" Harry looked slightly shocked,
"I thought they hated all muggles,"
"They do, just not Shakespeare"
"Sounds un-Malfoylike" Harry stated,
"Well, there was a certain amount of hidden depth to my parents sure I hate them, but they weren't quite as bad as they seemed," They talked for a long time and eventually Harry and Draco stopped using each others last names and were talking about their parents, Hermione did some bitching and Draco soon found out about her father being an alcoholic, yet she still didn't disclose the fact he'd raped her.
"Lucius thought it was 'disciplining' me to use crucio" He shook his head, "I hate that bastard"
"I did too, your mother didn't seem that bad"
"Well, she loved Lucius far too much she died for him"
"My dad hit me over the summer another one of the reasons for the drastic change, it annoyed me"
"Annoyed? Annoyed seems a little extreme" Draco said sarcasm dripping,
"Yeah, well it actually really hurt my feelings inside too, I loved my dad"
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Sorry I kind of left it there; I just want to get it up quick y'know? Well, lessons start next chapter. THANKS TO ALL OF MY REVIEWERS! If you leave a suggestion in your review I will take it on board. If you read please review!
~.Pin.~