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Me no own Harry Potter
The next morning, the four friend were sitting around the kitchen table eating breakfast when Mr. Weasley quickly came in, handing them theirs letters from Hogwarts and then disapparated to work.
"Came pretty late this year, huh?" Ron choked out through a mouthful of toast.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, Ronald." Hermione said, looking at her own letter.
Ron shot a glare at her.
"Guess we'll be going to Diagon Alley today." Ginny stated, stopping the argument that was sure to ensue.
"Yeah, I wonder how much Floo Powder is left." Ron said idly.
Out of the corner of her eye, Hermione saw Harry shudder.
"What's wrong, Harry?" She asked.
"I hate Floo Powder...." He muttered. "Last time I used it, I ended up in Knockturn Alley, remember?"
"Oh, its okay, Harry. It was only because you can't speak properly," Ron said grinning.
"Haha. You're not funny, Ron. Stop trying."
The latter had come from Ginny who was pouring herself another glass of pumpkin juice.
"Why thank-you, Ginny. I was just thinking the same thing," Harry said, smiling smugly in Ron's direction.
"Quit ganging up on me! Come on, 'Mione, let's see if there's enough scawy Floo Powder left," Said Ron.
Harry watched Hermione get up and follow Ron from the room, looking significantly in Ginny's direction. It took Harry a moment to realize that this was his chance.
"Ginny...er...I was j-just wondering if-"He started when Ron's voice was heard from the living room.
"Oy! Let's go! Mum's waiting!"
"Well, I guess we'd better get going then," Ginny said, getting up quickly.
Harry couldn't place the look on her face. Did she look disappointed or relieved? Maybe it was both?
Ginny silently cursed and thanked her brother for interrupting them. She was upset because she wanted to hear whatever it was Harry was going to say. But she felt the knot in her stomach loose, because let's face it, what if it wasn't what she wanted to hear?" She walked into the fire and shouted "Diagon Alley!" After her brother.
Ron fell out of the fire place in the Leaky Cauldron and brushed off the soot from his jeans. He was soon followed by Ginny, Hermione, Harry, and his Mum. Was it just him or did Ginny and Harry seem annoyed about something? He ignored it and clapped his friend on the shoulder.
"Looks like you got here alright, eh?" He said, smiling.
"Shut up, Ron." Harry answered gruffly.
Hermione watched this little transaction and shook her head in disgust as they all followed Mrs. Weasley into the sunlight.
Ron was completely blind. Blind about everything, including her love for him. Hermione sighed. It wasn't even about what he'd said anymore. It was just the realization that no matter what Ron was never going to feel the same way about her. Besides, she was nearly sixteen already! It was about time that she started to take an interest in boys besides Ron Weasley.
The group walked around Diagon Alley, making sure not to forget anything. After a while Mrs. Weasley said she had a few errands to run after they promised to be careful and stick together, she allowed them to look 'round the shops by themselves.
Of course Harry, Ron, and Ginny all dragged Hermione to the Quidditch store in spite of her many heated protests.
As they approached the shop Hermione noticed Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas standing outside, looking at the new Nimbus 2002 ("Not as good as the Firebolt of course, but still a good ride,").
Hermione thought Seamus had gotten quite good looking since the last time she had seen him. At least that's what she told herself. (Especially his red hair.)
"Hey, Dean, Seamus," Harry said as they all got closer. The two boys turned around.
"Ginny!" Dean exclaimed happily.
"H-hi, Dean," Hermione heard Ginny say nervously, smiling slightly.
Hermione felt her eyes widen and she felt sorry for Ginny, Harry, and Dean. Whatever was going to happen between the three of them would be painful for at least two of them.
Harry watched as Dean put his arms around Ginny's waist and kissed her softly. He felt as though someone had sucker punched him. He noted with dull satisfaction that Ron clenched his fists at this and looked extremely angry.
"Alright, alright. That's enough man-handling my little sister. You're in public you know!" Ron said, pulling, (rather, yanking) the couple apart. Dean looked apologetic and Harry, somewhat happily, thought the look on Ginny's face was indifference.
Maybe she doesn't like him so much anymore. He thought, hopefully.
"Hello, everyone," Seamus said, nodding to them all.
"Hello, Seamus. How was you're summer?" Hermione answered, smiling politely.
"Oh, it was okay. Me and Dean've been playing Quidditch a lot. We're thinking about joining the team. I think we just might make it," He said proudly.
"That's wonderful! You'll be playing with Harry. And Ron," She said, her sweet smile never faltering.
'You'll be playing with Harry. And Ron'?! What am I? An afterthought. Like, oh yeah, Ron is alive too. And since when does Hermione have more than a two second conversation about Quidditch?! What the hell is going on here?! Ron thought, watching the pair.
Ron was too busy watching Hermione and Seamus to notice the awkward silence between Harry, Ginny, and Dean. He was too concentrated on Hermione and Seamus who were laughing heartily at something Seamus said. He felt his hands clench angrily into fists for the second time.
Why do I get so jealous? It's not like I care.
Yes you do.
No I don't. Hermione can laugh at his jokes.
But you want her to laugh at yours.
No, I don't!
Dammit, Ron! Yes you do! Look at her!
Ron looked
She really is beautiful. And smart. And funny. She's perfect.
You see?
But she's my best friend!
So?
So, I can't think that way about her!!
Yes you can. And you do. Do you know why?
Bloody hell...Fred and George were right!
Me no own Harry Potter
The next morning, the four friend were sitting around the kitchen table eating breakfast when Mr. Weasley quickly came in, handing them theirs letters from Hogwarts and then disapparated to work.
"Came pretty late this year, huh?" Ron choked out through a mouthful of toast.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, Ronald." Hermione said, looking at her own letter.
Ron shot a glare at her.
"Guess we'll be going to Diagon Alley today." Ginny stated, stopping the argument that was sure to ensue.
"Yeah, I wonder how much Floo Powder is left." Ron said idly.
Out of the corner of her eye, Hermione saw Harry shudder.
"What's wrong, Harry?" She asked.
"I hate Floo Powder...." He muttered. "Last time I used it, I ended up in Knockturn Alley, remember?"
"Oh, its okay, Harry. It was only because you can't speak properly," Ron said grinning.
"Haha. You're not funny, Ron. Stop trying."
The latter had come from Ginny who was pouring herself another glass of pumpkin juice.
"Why thank-you, Ginny. I was just thinking the same thing," Harry said, smiling smugly in Ron's direction.
"Quit ganging up on me! Come on, 'Mione, let's see if there's enough scawy Floo Powder left," Said Ron.
Harry watched Hermione get up and follow Ron from the room, looking significantly in Ginny's direction. It took Harry a moment to realize that this was his chance.
"Ginny...er...I was j-just wondering if-"He started when Ron's voice was heard from the living room.
"Oy! Let's go! Mum's waiting!"
"Well, I guess we'd better get going then," Ginny said, getting up quickly.
Harry couldn't place the look on her face. Did she look disappointed or relieved? Maybe it was both?
Ginny silently cursed and thanked her brother for interrupting them. She was upset because she wanted to hear whatever it was Harry was going to say. But she felt the knot in her stomach loose, because let's face it, what if it wasn't what she wanted to hear?" She walked into the fire and shouted "Diagon Alley!" After her brother.
Ron fell out of the fire place in the Leaky Cauldron and brushed off the soot from his jeans. He was soon followed by Ginny, Hermione, Harry, and his Mum. Was it just him or did Ginny and Harry seem annoyed about something? He ignored it and clapped his friend on the shoulder.
"Looks like you got here alright, eh?" He said, smiling.
"Shut up, Ron." Harry answered gruffly.
Hermione watched this little transaction and shook her head in disgust as they all followed Mrs. Weasley into the sunlight.
Ron was completely blind. Blind about everything, including her love for him. Hermione sighed. It wasn't even about what he'd said anymore. It was just the realization that no matter what Ron was never going to feel the same way about her. Besides, she was nearly sixteen already! It was about time that she started to take an interest in boys besides Ron Weasley.
The group walked around Diagon Alley, making sure not to forget anything. After a while Mrs. Weasley said she had a few errands to run after they promised to be careful and stick together, she allowed them to look 'round the shops by themselves.
Of course Harry, Ron, and Ginny all dragged Hermione to the Quidditch store in spite of her many heated protests.
As they approached the shop Hermione noticed Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas standing outside, looking at the new Nimbus 2002 ("Not as good as the Firebolt of course, but still a good ride,").
Hermione thought Seamus had gotten quite good looking since the last time she had seen him. At least that's what she told herself. (Especially his red hair.)
"Hey, Dean, Seamus," Harry said as they all got closer. The two boys turned around.
"Ginny!" Dean exclaimed happily.
"H-hi, Dean," Hermione heard Ginny say nervously, smiling slightly.
Hermione felt her eyes widen and she felt sorry for Ginny, Harry, and Dean. Whatever was going to happen between the three of them would be painful for at least two of them.
Harry watched as Dean put his arms around Ginny's waist and kissed her softly. He felt as though someone had sucker punched him. He noted with dull satisfaction that Ron clenched his fists at this and looked extremely angry.
"Alright, alright. That's enough man-handling my little sister. You're in public you know!" Ron said, pulling, (rather, yanking) the couple apart. Dean looked apologetic and Harry, somewhat happily, thought the look on Ginny's face was indifference.
Maybe she doesn't like him so much anymore. He thought, hopefully.
"Hello, everyone," Seamus said, nodding to them all.
"Hello, Seamus. How was you're summer?" Hermione answered, smiling politely.
"Oh, it was okay. Me and Dean've been playing Quidditch a lot. We're thinking about joining the team. I think we just might make it," He said proudly.
"That's wonderful! You'll be playing with Harry. And Ron," She said, her sweet smile never faltering.
'You'll be playing with Harry. And Ron'?! What am I? An afterthought. Like, oh yeah, Ron is alive too. And since when does Hermione have more than a two second conversation about Quidditch?! What the hell is going on here?! Ron thought, watching the pair.
Ron was too busy watching Hermione and Seamus to notice the awkward silence between Harry, Ginny, and Dean. He was too concentrated on Hermione and Seamus who were laughing heartily at something Seamus said. He felt his hands clench angrily into fists for the second time.
Why do I get so jealous? It's not like I care.
Yes you do.
No I don't. Hermione can laugh at his jokes.
But you want her to laugh at yours.
No, I don't!
Dammit, Ron! Yes you do! Look at her!
Ron looked
She really is beautiful. And smart. And funny. She's perfect.
You see?
But she's my best friend!
So?
So, I can't think that way about her!!
Yes you can. And you do. Do you know why?
Bloody hell...Fred and George were right!