Hey! Thx for all the reviews and the suggestions. Forgetful not forgettable! Got it! Thx! Anyway, here's the new chapter. It's too short but this is all I could write now. I dunno it will be bad or not but plz R and R! This Monday my school will start! Horrible

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L. Kim

Chapter 4

Alright, Hermione, pull yourself together! I thought as I stumbled into my apartment, quickly closing the door behind me.

Breathe Breathe

I walked to my tiny little kitchen that my mum insisted on painting it lemon-green and reached for a bottle of coke (that's a kind of Muggle drink. I've always find it fascinating) I took a sip and sank into a plush armchair in the middle of the kitchen. Taking a longer sip, I tried to breathe normally.

Ok, here's the situation. He supposed to propose to me THIS evening, while picking me up to the Leaky Cauldron. His whole family seemed to know to about his plan. He perhaps had the ring in his bloody pocket! But then the git couldn't pluck up his courage! Fucking fuck! My fairy tale is this close to coming true

Alright, Hermione Granger had never believed in fairy tales before. For me, it was always like "Wake up and face the reality! Fairy tales don't exist anymore!" kind of stuff

Since I was small, I've never read Cinderellaor Snow white or Sleeping Beauty. I've always found them tiring and UN realistic. I read only Hogwarts: A history (as you probably very well know), Ancient Egypt or that kind of books.

But now, all I long for was a "happily forever" or "happily ever after" or whatever the hell it is called. I don't know why but that boy, no man! Standing in front of me, at my doorstep this evening, a certain Ronald Weasly had probably changed my life. Or worse, my thoughts! I couldn't think straight or concentrate anymore! Every time I closed my eyes, I saw a face. A face with freckles and red hair.

Your face

Damn You Ron! Damn. Damn. Damn!

"Hermione! Hermione! Darling!" My head shot up as a voice called from outside my apartment door. I was asleep on the pink plush armchair in my kitchen. I'm still in my yesterday's jeans and t-shirt... I looked at the clock hanging on the wall. Nine O'clock! I've never slept this late before! What the hell has gotten in to me? Oh, but today's Saturday!

"Hermione! Dear? Are you there?"

I pulled myself up and rubbed my tired eyes "Coming, mum"

I went to the door in a daze. I unlocked it and threw it open. There was my mum. Standing there, wearing a mink!

I blinked "Good morning, mum"

"Morning, dear"

"You're…uh…mink. It's nice"

"Thank you, dear. You father bought it for me. Isn't it nice of him?"

I'm going to have a talk with my dear father….

She hugged me "Oh, you look like a mess! How long have you been up?"

"Just awoke" I muttered as I stepped inside. She followed

"You've never slept this late, dear. Are you ill?"

I sighed "No, mum. I'm fine. Just tired out" I locked my door

"Tough work?" she settled herself on my couch

"Yeah. Tea, mom?"

She grinned "Thought you'll never ask!"

I waved my wand and two cups sailed out from my cupboard in the kitchen and settled themselves on the table in front of us

My mum stared at it, her eyes were rounder than saucers "I've always wish I could do that"

I yawned and flicked my wand again and the cups filled it selves with hot tea. I offered her a cup

"Thank you! I've never knew magic could…well….you could wave your wand and a cup of tea will appear! Just wonderful!" she grinned and took a sip.

I felt my head bursting with the sound of her ringing voice. I quickly took a sip from my own cup to save myself

"Now, how is that boy?" my mum frowned "What's his name? Rupert? Richard? Rufus?"

I sighed "It's Ron, mum and he's not a boy anymore. He is a man now. A very successful man with a beautiful house and salaries"

Mum just smiled knowingly "Ah…so he'd proposed! Well done!"

Good job, mum. Brilliant ! "Uh…no he hasn't"

She looked kind of disappointed "Oh, he hasn't? It's a shame….four years..."

Thanks for reminding me that, mum

"Oh, well…" she shrugged "Don't worry, dear. I believe he will propose soon. You mark my words!"

I'd marked your words since two years ago!

"HEY! Granger!" I turned around and saw Draco Malfoy marching towards me with a look of strong disapproval and expectation

"What is it, Malfoy?" I asked

"My article!" he demanded

"Oh, about the bloomers company?"

He gritted his teeth "Company, Granger, just company!" he snarled

"Well, I thought we talked about it all yesterday. What do you want?"

"I want to know how much it's been written. I need it to finish quickly! You hear me, Granger?"

I looked at him straight in the eye "DO you think I'm deaf, Malfoy? Here's the point! I've told you that me-I mean, Babbling Witch will write your article and she's working on it right now! So you hold your tong and let her work in peace!"

"It's my article!" he shouted. Well, he shouted right in the middle of Diagon Alley "I want it to be perfect! Mark my words, Granger, if it turns out to be rubbish, you'll pay for it, Granger!" he glared at me "Got me?"

My hand flew to my wand inside my pocket. I gripped it tight until my hand hurts. "I think I heard you quite well, Malfoy. Now if you please excuse me, I have new robes to buy!"

He sneered "never thought you could afford new robes……..mud blood"

That's it! The last straw! If he wants me to write his article, he needs to show me some friggin respect! I pulled my wand out immediately to find that he had already has his out

"I draw faster than you, remember Granger?"

"But I hex faster than you, Malfoy!" I yelled "Gonevati!"

A jet of brilliant orange light shot out from the end of my wand towards Malfoy. Take that, you idiot!

But then he shouted out in a sudden "Protego!"

I was just in time to jump out of the way as my spell rebound. I staggered to stand and turned towards him. I've never felt so angry because of a certain ferret before. My mind was blurred, and I couldn't see the tip of my wand held out in front of me. I was about to shout the body-bind spell when the fucking Amazing Ferret yelled "Stupefy!"

And everything went black………..