Love or Something Like It
~Noelle Andrews
New Characters: Sage Laine (See other story for more details about her), Janel Marticio, Gabriella Forrest
Disclaimer: Sad, but true. I own absolutely nothing except me pitiful plot and OC.
-Default Chapter-
"You miss 100% of the shots you never take" ~Wayne Gretsky
She flew through the corridors and up and down countless flights of stairs. A voice very much like her mother's sounded in her head. *Late?! Tsk tsk tsk. Shame shame.* Hermione determinedly ignored it and sprinted down another corridor.
She abruptly halted in front of a huge oak door. Hermione panted, laughed, and grabbed her knees to keep her up all at once. She took a second to catch her breath and then pulled the door open.
Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, some other familiar faces and some new ones all looked up at her. Dumbledore smiled, that trademark twinkle in his eye.
"Well, well." He began, "Of all the people to be late."
Hermione smiled back and replied, "I'm sorry Professor Dumbledore. I-"But she was cut off. Someone else had pushed open the oak door. His gaze passed over everyone sitting at the table, then to Hermione, where it rested. Hermione returned it with a look of sheer hatred. He smirked. Oh, how she hated that smirk. How she hated him. For, of course, the gray eyes staring at her were that of Draco Malfoy.
"You two aren't so very different. Two new members of the staff late. Never has that happened before. Please take your seats." Hermione stared at the two seats left. Lucky enough for her, they were next to each other.
Draco and Hermione sat, still looking at each other, Draco's face emotionless, and Hermione's face showing loathing. *There's no way I can last even a day with this...... this........* Hermione thought, not knowing a vile enough word to finish the sentence.
Hermione turned to engage in conversation with Professor Dumbledore so as to make it easier to ignore Draco. But she could feel Draco's eyes like laser beams on the back of her head.
Well, how you peoples like it? I know, awkward way to end a chapter, but oh well. Well, what the hell are you doing? Go review!!!!!!!!!! (
~Noelle Andrews
New Characters: Sage Laine (See other story for more details about her), Janel Marticio, Gabriella Forrest
Disclaimer: Sad, but true. I own absolutely nothing except me pitiful plot and OC.
-Default Chapter-
"You miss 100% of the shots you never take" ~Wayne Gretsky
She flew through the corridors and up and down countless flights of stairs. A voice very much like her mother's sounded in her head. *Late?! Tsk tsk tsk. Shame shame.* Hermione determinedly ignored it and sprinted down another corridor.
She abruptly halted in front of a huge oak door. Hermione panted, laughed, and grabbed her knees to keep her up all at once. She took a second to catch her breath and then pulled the door open.
Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, some other familiar faces and some new ones all looked up at her. Dumbledore smiled, that trademark twinkle in his eye.
"Well, well." He began, "Of all the people to be late."
Hermione smiled back and replied, "I'm sorry Professor Dumbledore. I-"But she was cut off. Someone else had pushed open the oak door. His gaze passed over everyone sitting at the table, then to Hermione, where it rested. Hermione returned it with a look of sheer hatred. He smirked. Oh, how she hated that smirk. How she hated him. For, of course, the gray eyes staring at her were that of Draco Malfoy.
"You two aren't so very different. Two new members of the staff late. Never has that happened before. Please take your seats." Hermione stared at the two seats left. Lucky enough for her, they were next to each other.
Draco and Hermione sat, still looking at each other, Draco's face emotionless, and Hermione's face showing loathing. *There's no way I can last even a day with this...... this........* Hermione thought, not knowing a vile enough word to finish the sentence.
Hermione turned to engage in conversation with Professor Dumbledore so as to make it easier to ignore Draco. But she could feel Draco's eyes like laser beams on the back of her head.
Well, how you peoples like it? I know, awkward way to end a chapter, but oh well. Well, what the hell are you doing? Go review!!!!!!!!!! (