story11

           Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep Beeeeeeeeeeep!
            "Hermione, wake up! Time to get ready for Hogwarts dear," said Hermione's mother one early Monday morning.
             Beeeeeeeeeeeep, went the alarm.
             "Hermione!" said her mother strictly.
             "I'm up mother," I replied.
             "Then get up and don't mouth off to your mother," yelled her father with his mouth full of bacon.
             Stupid parents, I thought to myself. I turned back to my dream.
             "Hermione, please marry me, please," said Harry with dreamy eyes.
             "Oh, Harry. I always had loved you, but never thought you felt the same way," I replied, holding his hand tightly.
             "Hermione, get your butt up now!" said her mother intterupting her dreams.
             I threw back my covers and looked at a mirror. "A BLACKHEAD!" Where is my wand, I said looking at my dresser.
             "Meow," said Crookshanks.
             "Oh, thank you Crookshanks, I said. Taking my wand from his mouth.
             "Backwingdon," I said, but instead covered my face in tiny blackheads.
             "BLACKWINGDON," I said. My face was clean again.
             "Hermione," yelled her mother, "get down here now."
             I ran down the steps quickly, but somehow my feet got tangled and I fell down the stairs.
             "Ouch," I whispered to myself. My leg had a nasty greenish-blueish bruise starting to stiffen. I walked into the kitchen, limping.
             "Look what the dentist dragged in," said father, laughing at his own joke.
             "Here's your breakfast, Hermione," said mother, laying down a piece of toast with a small glass of milk.
              Harry says his relatives are bad, looking at my breakfast. I wonder what he'd think of my parents? I thought to myself. Harry, I thought dreamily...is my love. My only true love. Yes, and Ginny loves him too! I have to do something bad to her. I thought wickedly.
              I gave my toast to my baby dog Willow, while my parents weren't looking. Then gurgled down my milk. Sour, yuck, nasty!
              "Dear, go get ready for Hogparts," said mother without looking at me.
              "It's Hogwarts," I corrected her.
              "Don't backtalk to your mother. You little ugly kid" said her father, now with a mouth full of eggs. Instantly her father was drenched with coffee. "What do you think you're doing?" father said with anger glaring in his eyes.
               I quickly left the room with no voice, would I get expelled? I waited for the owl I would get from ministry. There it was, a brown, ugly, old owl. It read:
Dear Miss Granger:
               We have been informed that you used the Joefe spell at 7:45 am at your house, you know that you are not allowed to use magic outside the school. If you use magic once more some arrangements will be made.
                       Sincerely,
                                       Percy Weasley
               I let a sigh out. At least I wasn't expelled. Maybe Hogwarts would be better than my morning. I got up, and said, "Cothlesspelloico!"
               I had on a dark pair of jeans, a hot pink tank top, and my hair was pulled up in a ponytail. "This year is going to be way different than the rest," I said outloud.
              "Hermione let's go already," said mother.
              "I'm almost ready," I yelled back. Why was I stuck with such parents, I thought to myself as I got out all my books, my wand, cauldron, parchment, quills, my trunk opened while I stuffed everything in there.
              "Trunckieeodk," I said. The trunk flew out the opened window and sat gently in the back of the car. I grabbed Crookshanks and left the building.

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             "Harry," I yelled as I got out of my parents car.
             "Hey Hermione," Harry said, jogging from the Weasleys. "Let me help you with that." Harry picked up the trunk and sat it in my cart. He sat Crookshanks in there, who was sleeping.
             "So Harry," I said. "Did you spend your summer at Ron's?"
             "Yeah, pretty much," Harry said with his green eyes twinkling.
             Were they twinkling at me? I smiled at him. He truned around and walked back over to the Weasleys, with me following. Harry took his place by Ginny, as I took my place by Ron.
              "Hello Hermione," said Molly, Ron's mother.
              "Hello Mrs. Weasley," I replied. I saw Ginny staring at Harry out of the corner of my eye. Then looked at me.
              "Hi Ginny," I said, trying to stop her from looking at my Harry.
              "Hello Hermione," she replied sweetly. I always tried to make in my mind that Ginny was as ugly as a duckling. But I had to fact it. Ginny was beautiful. With thick red hair and sparkling blue eyes. I felt like I would lose Harry to Ginny, by beauty.
              "So," said Molly, "George, Fred, go together. Ron, Hermione, go together. Ginny, Harry, go together. Your father and I will go together." Mr. Weasley, Arthur, hadn't said a word because he was looking at a plug. Soon George and Fred had already gone and Ron and I were getting ready to go. I looked over at Harry and Ginny who seemed to be in a deep conversation about the summer. Had Ginny and Harry done anything over the summer? Was Harry in love with Ginny? Never, I thought to myself.
               "Ready to go?" asked Ron.
              "Sure," I replied. We were through and there was teh scarlet Hogwarts train. Then Harry and Ginny went through. We got on the train and waved to Molly and ARthur. Then went to our compartment.
              "Go away Ginny," said Ron as usual.
               Yes I thought. Ginny would be out of the way.
              "Oh, come on Ron, you always push Ginny away every year," said Harry looking at Ginny who was by the compartment door. "Let her stay."
              "Okay, whatever," said Ron.
              So what if Ron always pushed out Ginny, what was wrong this year? I thought to myself as I pulled out a spell book for school. Anyway, the book had a school book cover on it but was really a love potion book. I had tons of love potions in it. I had been looking at one very closely. It read:
Love Potion for Teenagers
Supplies:
               dragon heart strings, heart of a wolf, smelly toenail joice of a troll, and a dove's feather
Directions:
               Put all supplies in a boiling pot of water for three days until simmering. The potion needs to look like pumpkin juice for your lover to drink it.
Problem for You:
               If your lover loves his true love he will break against the potion and join with his true lover.
               I looked up and saw Ron sleeping. Harry and Ginny were sitting by each other and Ginny had her head leaned on his shoulder. I took my wand and said, "Downherico." Ginny slide down the seats to the end. Suddenly Harry woke up and so did Ginny and Ron.
              "Hermione, we're almost there, why did you wake us up?" asked Harry.
              "I'm sorry Harry," I said innocently.
              "Come on Harry, forgive her," said Ginny looking into Harry's eyes.
              "Okay Hermione, I forgive you," said Harry not even looking at me. He was too busy staring at Ginny.
              "Ringgingcerioco," I whispered and suddenly a loud noise came about and stopped Harry and Ginny from staring at eachother. I looked at Ron and he was staring at me. Knowing he got caught he looked down and started to blush very brightly. I took my robe out and put it on and my hat grabbed my wand and said, "Flycerico," my trunk was flying right beside me and I walked out of the compartment angerily.
              "What's wrong with her?" asked Harry, still staring at Ginny. Smiling.

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              I walked into the Great Hall dreadfully mad at Harry, who was my only Harry. I looked over at my table. Could I be mad at Harry forever, I thought? No, I would always be the only Hermione to Harry and he would be the only Harry to me. Ginny was sitting by a girl named Jillian, Harry and Ron were by each other too. I walked over there, sat down, and looked at the teacher's table. There was Fleur!
             "Students, Students," said Mrs. Gonagall. "I will call your name and you will sit on the stool and put on the hat. The hat will tell what house you're in."
              "Asasparta, Brittany,"                                 "Ravenclaw!"
              "Apartalotta, Thomas,"                               "Slytherin!"
              "Hermione, I'm really sorry," Harry said, looking into her eyes his eyes sparkled.
              "It's okay Harry," I said. I looked over at Ginny who was on the edge of her seat watching me and Harry.
              "Wotper, Jean,"                                          "Gryffindor!"
              I cheered on with the table when Jean sat down.
              Professor Dumbledore stood up and said, "we had Fleur for the Defense Against the Dark Arts."
              "I only have two words before you eat," said Dumbledore. "Beauty, and power."
             'Weird man' I thought to myself as I helped myself to steak, potatoes, jello, and pumpkin juice.