Don't Forget to Floss
By RowlingIdol (a.k.a. Lauren G.)
Hermione changed into her pajamas and took a large tub of Breyer's Ice Cream out of the freezer. She grabbed a spoon and sat down in front of the TV, curled up with the ice cream in her lap. She flipped on the television with the remote. There was nothing on but soaps on. She scooped up the strawberry ice cream in her spoon and held it up to her mouth. She stared down at the slowly melting piece of dessert on her spoon. She lowered her spoon. Crookshanks wandered into the room and hopped up onto the couch and pawed at her arm.
"What?" Hermione said to him. Crookshanks meowed and sniffed at the ice cream.
"You can't have any." Hermione said, tipping the ice cream on her spoon back into the tub of ice cream. She put the lid back on. Crookshanks twitched his tail and stared at her.
"Okay, fine." She held the spoon out to him. He daintily licked the ice cream off the spoon and purred in thanks. Crookshanks tried to climb in her lap, but she picked him up and set him on the floor. She couldn't get comfortable in her house. So Hermione decided to change back into her regular clothes and go for a walk. She grabbed her coat and opened the front door. She walked out into the bright London sunshine.
"Afternoon, Miss Granger!" said the mailman, slipping the Granger's mail in their mailbox.
"Afternoon." Hermione said, smiling slightly. The mailman tipped his hat to her and continued next door. Hermione paused at the mailbox before continuing on to the park nearby. There were dentist supply bills and credit bills for her parents, a catalog for her mother, and.... A letter for her. The envelope felt crisp in her hands. Her name and address was written in scrawly, green letters. It had to be from Harry. She slid the envelope in her coat pocket and walked briskly to the park.
"So, Harry. How are the poems doing?" Sirius asked when Harry came home after his lunch break. He didn't have to work all day today. Harry slumped in a chair.
"I don't know." Harry muttered.
"What do you mean, you don't know?" Sirius said.
"I don't." Harry stared at the ceiling.
"We should go for a walk. We'll talk about it. I've been cooped up all day." Sirius stood up.
"All right then." Harry sighed. "Where should we go?"
"How about the park?" Sirius reached into the coat closet and took out a collar and a red leash.
"No Sirius! I won't walk you as a dog!" Harry said.
"Come on. I like it when those cute girls who jog in the park pet me!" Sirius grinned at Harry. Harry grimaced, but took the leash. Sirius changed into his dog form and Harry slid the collar around his neck. Sirius barked and charged towards the door.
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Hermione sat on a wooden park bench with Harry's letter in her hands. Slowly she pried the wax seal open and took out a piece of cream parchment. She unfolded the letter and read;
Just a day, just an ordinary day, just trying to get by,
Just a boy, just an ordinary boy, but he was looking to the sky
And as he asked her if she would come along, she started to realize,
That everyday he finds just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star, he shines and he says,
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hands
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words, though they did not feel,
For she felt what she had not felt before,
And he swore those words couldn't heal,
And as she looked up into those eyes, his vision borrows hers,
And she knows he's no stranger,
And she feels she's held him for all of time, and he says,
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hands,
In the palm of your hands,
Please come with me, see what I see,
Touch the stars for time will not flee,
Time will not flee, can't you see
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream, as I wake in bed,
And the boy, that ordinary boy, wasn't all in her head,
Did he ask if she would come along, it all seemed so real,
But she looked to the door, she saw the boy,
standing there with a deal, and he says
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hands,
In the palm of your hands,
Just a day, just an ordinary day, just trying to get by,
Just a boy, just an ordinary boy, but he was looking to the sky
It was signed from Harry this time. Hermione folded the letter in half and set it in her lap, letting the words sink in.
Harry walked with one hand in his pocket and the other around Sirius' leash. Sirius padded along with his tongue hanging out. Harry stared at the ground and let Sirius pull him along. Sirius started to drag Harry towards an empty park bench facing the duck pond. As Sirius strained to get to the bench, Sirius saw a lonely looking girl sitting on another park bench reading a letter. Sirius thought about barking to bring Harry's attention to the girl, because it was Hermione. But Sirius pressed on forward. When they reached the bench, Harry let go of Sirius' leash to let him wander. Some ladies who were walking briskly in the park stopped and petted him on the head.
"What a cute dog!" One said. Sirius wagged his tail happily. Harry had his hands stuffed in his coat pockets now and stared out at the ducks in the pond. Sirius took one look at Harry before running off, leash trailing behind him, to Hermione's bench.
Hermione cupped her hands and laid them in her lap on top of Harry's letter. If her dreams did lie in the palm of her hands, why couldn't she find them? Why? Hermione stared at her hands for a long time. Suddenly, Hermione jumped. Something cold and wet and been pressed against her hand.
"Hello there." Hermione said kindly to the big black door before her. "Are you lost?" The dog woofed and nudged Hermione's hands.
"Stop it!" Hermione giggled. "Your nose is wet." She wiped her hand on her pants leg. The dog barked again and put its paws up on the bench.
"You want to be petted, don't you?" Sirius wagged his tail. Hermione scratched Sirius behind his ears.
"I knew a dog that looked like you. A long time ago. But he wasn't a dog though."
"It's me!" Sirius barked. But Hermione didn't understand his barking. He had to get her to know it was him. Sirius saw the letter in Hermione's lap. It had to be from Harry. If it was, she would want it back. Sirius grabbed the letter in his teeth and ran backwards.
"Hey! Give that back!" Hermione said. Sirius shook his head and ran towards Harry's bench.
"That's my letter!" Hermione said, chasing after the dog. When Sirius was at a distance he was sure Hermione would notice, he stopped and turned around. His tail wagged as Hermione got closer.
"Give it here, doggy." Hermione said. Sirius dropped the letter onto the grass and woofed.
"Good boy." Hermione said, patting Sirius' head. Hermione took the letter and put it in its envelope. Sirius barked again and jumped up. He put his paw's on Hermione's stomach and barked.
"What? What is it?" Sirius jumped down and ran a bit towards the bench where Harry still sat.
"Is that your owner? Huh boy?" Hermione said. Sirius barked and ran further towards the bench. Hermione looked at the tall boy sitting on the bench. He had black hair that was ruffled in the back. Sirius faced Hermione and wagged his tail.
"Sirius?" Hermione said. She started to back away. Sirius walked towards her. The dog's big head turned from side to side, before he changed into his old self again.
"Hello Hermione." Sirius said, taking the collar and leash off his neck.
"He... Hello." Hermione said, swallowing.
"You're depressing him." Sirius said.
"I.... I'm not meaning to... I just...." Hermione tried to find the words to say.
"He's hardly gotten any sleep, writing those poems. Its draining him. Can't you at least do something in return?"
"I don't know." Hermione looked at the envelope that she still held in her hands.
"Please Hermione. He's love sick. Please do something for him. He loves you." With that, Sirius turned back into a dog and ran towards Harry. Harry reached out a hand and laid it on Sirius's head. Hermione looked at Sirius and Sirius stared back. Hermione turned around and started to walk back home, slow at first but increasing into a run, tears flying from her eyes.
Note: Thanks for all your great reviews! It's not done yet! So keep reading!
By RowlingIdol (a.k.a. Lauren G.)
Hermione changed into her pajamas and took a large tub of Breyer's Ice Cream out of the freezer. She grabbed a spoon and sat down in front of the TV, curled up with the ice cream in her lap. She flipped on the television with the remote. There was nothing on but soaps on. She scooped up the strawberry ice cream in her spoon and held it up to her mouth. She stared down at the slowly melting piece of dessert on her spoon. She lowered her spoon. Crookshanks wandered into the room and hopped up onto the couch and pawed at her arm.
"What?" Hermione said to him. Crookshanks meowed and sniffed at the ice cream.
"You can't have any." Hermione said, tipping the ice cream on her spoon back into the tub of ice cream. She put the lid back on. Crookshanks twitched his tail and stared at her.
"Okay, fine." She held the spoon out to him. He daintily licked the ice cream off the spoon and purred in thanks. Crookshanks tried to climb in her lap, but she picked him up and set him on the floor. She couldn't get comfortable in her house. So Hermione decided to change back into her regular clothes and go for a walk. She grabbed her coat and opened the front door. She walked out into the bright London sunshine.
"Afternoon, Miss Granger!" said the mailman, slipping the Granger's mail in their mailbox.
"Afternoon." Hermione said, smiling slightly. The mailman tipped his hat to her and continued next door. Hermione paused at the mailbox before continuing on to the park nearby. There were dentist supply bills and credit bills for her parents, a catalog for her mother, and.... A letter for her. The envelope felt crisp in her hands. Her name and address was written in scrawly, green letters. It had to be from Harry. She slid the envelope in her coat pocket and walked briskly to the park.
"So, Harry. How are the poems doing?" Sirius asked when Harry came home after his lunch break. He didn't have to work all day today. Harry slumped in a chair.
"I don't know." Harry muttered.
"What do you mean, you don't know?" Sirius said.
"I don't." Harry stared at the ceiling.
"We should go for a walk. We'll talk about it. I've been cooped up all day." Sirius stood up.
"All right then." Harry sighed. "Where should we go?"
"How about the park?" Sirius reached into the coat closet and took out a collar and a red leash.
"No Sirius! I won't walk you as a dog!" Harry said.
"Come on. I like it when those cute girls who jog in the park pet me!" Sirius grinned at Harry. Harry grimaced, but took the leash. Sirius changed into his dog form and Harry slid the collar around his neck. Sirius barked and charged towards the door.
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Hermione sat on a wooden park bench with Harry's letter in her hands. Slowly she pried the wax seal open and took out a piece of cream parchment. She unfolded the letter and read;
Just a day, just an ordinary day, just trying to get by,
Just a boy, just an ordinary boy, but he was looking to the sky
And as he asked her if she would come along, she started to realize,
That everyday he finds just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star, he shines and he says,
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hands
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words, though they did not feel,
For she felt what she had not felt before,
And he swore those words couldn't heal,
And as she looked up into those eyes, his vision borrows hers,
And she knows he's no stranger,
And she feels she's held him for all of time, and he says,
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hands,
In the palm of your hands,
Please come with me, see what I see,
Touch the stars for time will not flee,
Time will not flee, can't you see
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream, as I wake in bed,
And the boy, that ordinary boy, wasn't all in her head,
Did he ask if she would come along, it all seemed so real,
But she looked to the door, she saw the boy,
standing there with a deal, and he says
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hands,
In the palm of your hands,
Just a day, just an ordinary day, just trying to get by,
Just a boy, just an ordinary boy, but he was looking to the sky
It was signed from Harry this time. Hermione folded the letter in half and set it in her lap, letting the words sink in.
Harry walked with one hand in his pocket and the other around Sirius' leash. Sirius padded along with his tongue hanging out. Harry stared at the ground and let Sirius pull him along. Sirius started to drag Harry towards an empty park bench facing the duck pond. As Sirius strained to get to the bench, Sirius saw a lonely looking girl sitting on another park bench reading a letter. Sirius thought about barking to bring Harry's attention to the girl, because it was Hermione. But Sirius pressed on forward. When they reached the bench, Harry let go of Sirius' leash to let him wander. Some ladies who were walking briskly in the park stopped and petted him on the head.
"What a cute dog!" One said. Sirius wagged his tail happily. Harry had his hands stuffed in his coat pockets now and stared out at the ducks in the pond. Sirius took one look at Harry before running off, leash trailing behind him, to Hermione's bench.
Hermione cupped her hands and laid them in her lap on top of Harry's letter. If her dreams did lie in the palm of her hands, why couldn't she find them? Why? Hermione stared at her hands for a long time. Suddenly, Hermione jumped. Something cold and wet and been pressed against her hand.
"Hello there." Hermione said kindly to the big black door before her. "Are you lost?" The dog woofed and nudged Hermione's hands.
"Stop it!" Hermione giggled. "Your nose is wet." She wiped her hand on her pants leg. The dog barked again and put its paws up on the bench.
"You want to be petted, don't you?" Sirius wagged his tail. Hermione scratched Sirius behind his ears.
"I knew a dog that looked like you. A long time ago. But he wasn't a dog though."
"It's me!" Sirius barked. But Hermione didn't understand his barking. He had to get her to know it was him. Sirius saw the letter in Hermione's lap. It had to be from Harry. If it was, she would want it back. Sirius grabbed the letter in his teeth and ran backwards.
"Hey! Give that back!" Hermione said. Sirius shook his head and ran towards Harry's bench.
"That's my letter!" Hermione said, chasing after the dog. When Sirius was at a distance he was sure Hermione would notice, he stopped and turned around. His tail wagged as Hermione got closer.
"Give it here, doggy." Hermione said. Sirius dropped the letter onto the grass and woofed.
"Good boy." Hermione said, patting Sirius' head. Hermione took the letter and put it in its envelope. Sirius barked again and jumped up. He put his paw's on Hermione's stomach and barked.
"What? What is it?" Sirius jumped down and ran a bit towards the bench where Harry still sat.
"Is that your owner? Huh boy?" Hermione said. Sirius barked and ran further towards the bench. Hermione looked at the tall boy sitting on the bench. He had black hair that was ruffled in the back. Sirius faced Hermione and wagged his tail.
"Sirius?" Hermione said. She started to back away. Sirius walked towards her. The dog's big head turned from side to side, before he changed into his old self again.
"Hello Hermione." Sirius said, taking the collar and leash off his neck.
"He... Hello." Hermione said, swallowing.
"You're depressing him." Sirius said.
"I.... I'm not meaning to... I just...." Hermione tried to find the words to say.
"He's hardly gotten any sleep, writing those poems. Its draining him. Can't you at least do something in return?"
"I don't know." Hermione looked at the envelope that she still held in her hands.
"Please Hermione. He's love sick. Please do something for him. He loves you." With that, Sirius turned back into a dog and ran towards Harry. Harry reached out a hand and laid it on Sirius's head. Hermione looked at Sirius and Sirius stared back. Hermione turned around and started to walk back home, slow at first but increasing into a run, tears flying from her eyes.
Note: Thanks for all your great reviews! It's not done yet! So keep reading!
