The Heir of Godric Gryffindor

Summary: What if someone other than Harry was the Heir of Gryffindor? What if it was Hermione?

Notes: I have decided that the idea of Harry being the Heir of Godric Gryffindor has been milked for all it's worth and it's time for someone else to be in the spotlight for that!

Response's to reviews at the end of the chapter.

Last time:

"You'd better not leave that lying about someone working for Voldemort could find it and they could inflict serious harm on everyone here." (lame I know) Harry said. Hermione nodded and tucked the book away in her robes and set about finishing her food.!

And Now in the first update in forever ch2 of The Heir of Godric Gryffindor!

Hermione winced as she opened her eyes; sunlight was streaming through the windows and right in to her eyes. It wasn't really the best way to wake up in the morning. Noticing a weight across her waist she looked down and saw a hand attached to an arm that was attached to Harry. She blushed. His face was half under a blanket that he had some how pulled over his head and the other half of his face was pressed into her somewhat messy hair.

As soon as Hermione tried to move Harry tightened his hold on her and mumbled something sounding like, "mmmprf."

Hermione smiled and shook her head at him. Looking at her watch she realized it was ten in the morning, much later than she normally got up. Realizing they both had things to do she set about trying to wake Harry up.

After she tried to wake him up for about ten minutes, using everything she could think of which included tickling, shout in his ear, shoving him over, and shaking him, she smirked and decided to do what she always did to Ron to wake him up, poor a giant bucket of ice cold water over him.

"AAAAAHHHHHH! COOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLDDDDDDD!" Harry shouted as he shot up and out of the bed. Waving her wand in an attempt to dry the bed and Harry off she giggled when Harry turned his glare on her, and while his glare was close to Professor Snape's I'm-Annoyed- With –You –bumbling- fools – and –now- I'm-going – to-take-points-and-give-you-a-detention-you'll-remember-for-the-rest-of-you're-life glare it didn't affect her.

"Mione," Harry whined, "What'd you do that for?"

"You wouldn't wake up." She replied as she turned around to find something to wear for the day.

"Yeah, but did you have to use ice cold water?"

"Well it's what you get for not letting me go." Hermione said and then she blushed when she realized what she'd said. When she turned around Harry was blushing too.

"I'll just go and, uh, take a shower and get ready for the day." Hermione said as she beat a hasty retreat.

When Harry realized she was going to get the bathroom first he yelled, "I'd like to get ready sometime today, if you don't mind!"

"I do mind!" Hermione's muffled voice yelled form behind the door.

After Harry had taken his shower and gotten dressed, after a very long wait, the two Gryffindor's wandered down to the Great Hall to see if there was any food left. There was, to their delight. Since so many of the teachers had places to go over the summer only Professor Dumbledore, Hagrid, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape were sitting at the Teachers table, as there were only two students in Hogwarts at the moment places had been set aside for them next to Professor Dumbledore.

Smiling at the Headmaster Harry and Hermione sat down and began eating. When the two Gryffindor's had started to slow down in eating pace, Professor Dumbledore said, "As I'm sure you noticed, there was not a second bed put into you're residence because of certain wards on the rooms. It seems that whenever someone tries to bring something new in to the rooms the wards react and prank you, as it were, I myself was turned powder blue. Professor Snape when I asked him to attempt it was turned a rather bright shade of maroon."

Hermione and Harry as one looked down the Staff table to where Professor Snape sat glowering at his plate; he was still a bit pink. Hermione giggled and as if he'd heard her, Snape turned his glower on her and turned it in to Glare #2, the, you're-going-to-die-a-painful-death glare. This just caused Hermione to laugh even more. Harry just shook his head at her and finished off his cup of coffee. Standing up he started walking out of the Great Hall, he heard someone running behind him and turned around to see Hermione had followed him. Smiling at her they walked back to their new rooms in silence.

okay this is all I can come up with for now as I am trying to work on all of my stories at once, you should be glad I even got this much out, cuz, seriously, if I don't get more reviews I'm not going to be a happy person. Oh well, as I'm sure mot of you know I am going to Texas for the 5th through the 13th which means I will not be anywhere near my laptop and most likely the internet, but recently I've gone without it for nearly 3 months so it won't be anything new for me. So here goes with the review responses:

LadySunglow: I was aiming for there to e some humor

leonsdragon: I'm glad you liked it, and I'm writing aren't i?

Heather: I'll get to explaining how Harry can use the sword soon and no it's not going to be what you think it is, it will be similar though.

Setoglomper: yeah it was kind of getting boring with Harry as the heir, it would be funny if Ron was the heir, I don't think anyone's ever thought of that before ,as a matter of fact I haven't either, hmmm, you've given me something to think about. Don't worry Voldemort will be in here, somewhere. Yes they have already graduated. I've never heard of an HP song on the Simpson's, hmmmmm, you've given a lot to think about, and now, more story ideas than I need at the moment.

Shinebright-Starlight: thank you, I'm glad it's different.

Anonymous

Email: I'm glad you like my story, and my hairstyle! (jking) I like your's!

Well that's all for now, more will come in the next chapter!

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