All the charecters belong to J.K Rowling. One of the greatest authors in the world!
This is my very first fanfic. I'm soo nervous! Please leave me contructive critisium, if you can. Enjoy!
What's that shape up ahead? Is that a tower?Do I have to go there?
"Yes, come rescue me my knight."
Who are you?
"Don't you know? Come closer."
I can't. I can't get close to you.
"I'll wait here as long as I have too for you. When you come, I'll be here waiting for you."
She has brown hair, kind of like someone I know. Beautiful brown eyes as well, do I know her?
"Harry!"
She does look familiar…Wait a minute..
"Oh my goodness..Harry! Wake up!"
It's…
"HARRY!"
"HERMIONE!" 16 year old Harry Potter bolted right upright from his four-poster bed screaming his best friend's name. He ran a hand through his messy head of black hair and put on his glasses.
"Come on Ron, get up!"
"Don't wanna..Leave me alone.." Ron's muffled voice came from under the thick quilt blanket. Hermione sighed and pulled the quilt off him, "BLOODY HELL! What are you doing here!" Ron yelled as the cold hit his skin.
"Do I have to tell you again? In "Hogwarts: A History" the founders thought that girls were much more trustworthy than boys. As a result, they were allowed into the boys dormitories," Hermione explained as she sat down on Ron's bed. Ron snorted and pulled the quilt back over his head and tried to get back to sleep.
"Ron! Class starts soon!"
"Shut it Hermione," Ron croaked again.
"We have Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall, if you want to be late and get a detention, fine be that way!" Hermione huffed as she stomped towards the door, "By the way Harry, I brought you up breakfast. See you in class!" she cried as she handed Harry food wrapped in a napkin, and rushed out hiding a blush slowly creeping up her face.
"Blimey…Why didn't I get breakfast?" Ron asked with a disappointed face. Harry shrugged as he stared after Hermione.
Ohhh! I hope you enjoyed it! Please leave me a review >. Till next time!
Mandy