Look for the Girl With the Broken Smile
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,562
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
She always belonged to someone else
Yeah, sorry for the delay, I’ve just been busy with school and all. Haven’t had time.
Hey thanks for that review! It was nice having something to come back to!
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Friday:
Hermione awoke with the soft sunlight grazing her eyes. The light shone in through the window, releasing the chirping of sparrows twirling in and out of the air outside. It was truly a beautiful day.
In the Great Hall, she waited for Harry and Ron while munching on a bit of toast, reading the new schedules that had just arrived. Today, she had practically no classes except for Charms with the Ravenclaws and Potions with the Slytherins. Soon, Harry and Ron sat down, still engulfed in a conversation about last night.
“But didn’t you see the look in her eye, Ron? That girl really likes you! You better watch though, it looked like she had a boyfriend”
“Give me a break Harry, that chick would never go out with me. She is a beauty queen!”
“Meh. You never know Ron, a great opportunity could be coming up to your doorstep”
Ron rolled his eyes, and that seemed to settle the conversation, telling Harry to just shut up for once.
“What’s all this about, Harry?,” asked Hermione, clueless since she a “stomach-ache” at the time.
“Well, after you left us last night, a couple sat down at our table and the guy starting talking to me and Neville about the latest Quidditch games. He started bragging that the Chudley Channons had obviously swept up the Weathertop Whirlwinds in the last match, and I had to take say something about that! The Whirlwinds had a spectacular defensive strategy in the last game and he was being so stupid, what an–”
Hermione cut him off, “Umm . . . could you get back to the story?”
“Oh yes,” Harry said, he chuckled, embarrassed.
“Well, anyway, while I was debating with this guy, his girlfriend kept winking at Ron–”
“She wasn’t winking at me! She was allergic to the dust in the school was what she said!” Ron blurted out.
“Sure, Ron” said Hermione and Harry simultaneously.
“I guess this girl does have the hots for you, Ron” chortled Hermione.
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Later that day, was Potions with the Slytherins. Not the most enjoyable of classes, in fact the worst, but with no classes until next Tuesday, how could they be upset? They walked into class and took three seats in the back, away from Snape to prolong their good day.
Of course Snape gave them homework on the first day, mostly because of his mean attitude, but the kids in the class had an inkling a part of it was bas Neville had dropped his caldron on Snape’s foot.
“Alright!” Snape’s foot seared in pain. “You will now have an essay, to be four feet long on Proper Caldron Care! You’re dismissed!” he grunted, then murmured something like “You better get out of my face Longbotttom” under his breath.
“Wonderful!” Ron started sarcastically as they were out the door, “NO HOMEWORK!! Except a bloody essay the size of a first year on CALDRON CARE!!! Snape is such a moron!”
“Ron....”
Snape was standing right behind them.
“Wonderful Weasley, and we’ll how much of a moron you think of yourself after Filch gets through with you in detention this Saturday. Have a nice weekend, Mr. Weasley”
Ron was shaking with fury by the time they got to the Common Room. “What a Wonderful Day!” he shouted and slammed the door to his room, shattered several portraits onto the ground. As several House Elves came in and started to repair the portraits, Harry and Hermione decided to leave him alone and get started on their essay, well at least Hermione. They both went to the Library and as Hermione was three and a half feet through with her essay, Harry was still flicking little balls of paper onto the table of several clueless Hufflepuff girls.
“Are you winning?” Hermione said dryly.
“That depends on what your take of winning is” Harry laughed.
“Well, I’m almost done, then we’ll get out of here, so you don’t become too enjoyed with yourself” Hermione smiled.
They went back to the Common Room and Ron was waiting for them in the huge armchair.
“I’m sorry I flipped out earlier, you guys” Ron said.
“It’s alright Ron” Harry started, “We would be bloody pissed too!”
“Just don’t get yourself into more trouble tonight, otherwise the portraits will have to suffer another earthquake” Hermione said.
“Yeah, but really, what a waste of a good Saturday” Ron sighed.
“Yeah, Saturday” Hermione breathed, remembering the note.
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Next chapter will be up soon hopefully.
Hey thanks for that review! It was nice having something to come back to!
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Friday:
Hermione awoke with the soft sunlight grazing her eyes. The light shone in through the window, releasing the chirping of sparrows twirling in and out of the air outside. It was truly a beautiful day.
In the Great Hall, she waited for Harry and Ron while munching on a bit of toast, reading the new schedules that had just arrived. Today, she had practically no classes except for Charms with the Ravenclaws and Potions with the Slytherins. Soon, Harry and Ron sat down, still engulfed in a conversation about last night.
“But didn’t you see the look in her eye, Ron? That girl really likes you! You better watch though, it looked like she had a boyfriend”
“Give me a break Harry, that chick would never go out with me. She is a beauty queen!”
“Meh. You never know Ron, a great opportunity could be coming up to your doorstep”
Ron rolled his eyes, and that seemed to settle the conversation, telling Harry to just shut up for once.
“What’s all this about, Harry?,” asked Hermione, clueless since she a “stomach-ache” at the time.
“Well, after you left us last night, a couple sat down at our table and the guy starting talking to me and Neville about the latest Quidditch games. He started bragging that the Chudley Channons had obviously swept up the Weathertop Whirlwinds in the last match, and I had to take say something about that! The Whirlwinds had a spectacular defensive strategy in the last game and he was being so stupid, what an–”
Hermione cut him off, “Umm . . . could you get back to the story?”
“Oh yes,” Harry said, he chuckled, embarrassed.
“Well, anyway, while I was debating with this guy, his girlfriend kept winking at Ron–”
“She wasn’t winking at me! She was allergic to the dust in the school was what she said!” Ron blurted out.
“Sure, Ron” said Hermione and Harry simultaneously.
“I guess this girl does have the hots for you, Ron” chortled Hermione.
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Later that day, was Potions with the Slytherins. Not the most enjoyable of classes, in fact the worst, but with no classes until next Tuesday, how could they be upset? They walked into class and took three seats in the back, away from Snape to prolong their good day.
Of course Snape gave them homework on the first day, mostly because of his mean attitude, but the kids in the class had an inkling a part of it was bas Neville had dropped his caldron on Snape’s foot.
“Alright!” Snape’s foot seared in pain. “You will now have an essay, to be four feet long on Proper Caldron Care! You’re dismissed!” he grunted, then murmured something like “You better get out of my face Longbotttom” under his breath.
“Wonderful!” Ron started sarcastically as they were out the door, “NO HOMEWORK!! Except a bloody essay the size of a first year on CALDRON CARE!!! Snape is such a moron!”
“Ron....”
Snape was standing right behind them.
“Wonderful Weasley, and we’ll how much of a moron you think of yourself after Filch gets through with you in detention this Saturday. Have a nice weekend, Mr. Weasley”
Ron was shaking with fury by the time they got to the Common Room. “What a Wonderful Day!” he shouted and slammed the door to his room, shattered several portraits onto the ground. As several House Elves came in and started to repair the portraits, Harry and Hermione decided to leave him alone and get started on their essay, well at least Hermione. They both went to the Library and as Hermione was three and a half feet through with her essay, Harry was still flicking little balls of paper onto the table of several clueless Hufflepuff girls.
“Are you winning?” Hermione said dryly.
“That depends on what your take of winning is” Harry laughed.
“Well, I’m almost done, then we’ll get out of here, so you don’t become too enjoyed with yourself” Hermione smiled.
They went back to the Common Room and Ron was waiting for them in the huge armchair.
“I’m sorry I flipped out earlier, you guys” Ron said.
“It’s alright Ron” Harry started, “We would be bloody pissed too!”
“Just don’t get yourself into more trouble tonight, otherwise the portraits will have to suffer another earthquake” Hermione said.
“Yeah, but really, what a waste of a good Saturday” Ron sighed.
“Yeah, Saturday” Hermione breathed, remembering the note.
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Next chapter will be up soon hopefully.