Broken Smile
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Category:
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
11,131
Reviews:
114
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Broken Smile
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling
Broken Smile
By Caroline
Broken Smile
Hermione sat under a large tree by the lake; rain was lightly falling, rippling the water. Goosebumps cropped across her arms; shivering, she wrapping her arms around herself and resting her chin on top of her knees. Silent tears slipped down her cheeks; Hermione had cried an ocean full of tears already, she couldn’t help it, and she had never felt pain like this.
The old saying \'you never know what you have, until it\'s gone\' played through her thoughts.
Two tall figures now stood behind her; the taller of the two took off his coat, placing it around her shoulders. Hermione did not have to turn around or look sideways as they sat either side of her to see who they were.
The dark-headed young man took a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Hermione; she took it, wiping the fresh tears that kept falling. Less than forty-eight hours ago Hermione was informed that her parents were murdered.
Hermione had been sitting in Potions class when Professor McGonagall came in looking very pale, and spoke to Snape; Hermione watched the emotions play across Professor McGonagall\'s face. Snape look across at her, and Hermione was surprised at what she saw in his dark eyes: she saw pity. Hermione knew...she just knew.
Death Eaters had attacked her childhood home in the early hours of the morning, murdering both of Hermione\'s parents. Hermione had sat in Professor Dumbledore\'s office, not really hearing what he said but taking it all in, somehow.
Before coming to sit by the lake Hermione had been once again sitting in Dumbledore\'s office listening to Molly Weasley and Professor McGonagall arguing over who should be Hermione\'s guardian. Hermione did not mind who became her guardian, for she identified with both Molly and Professor McGonagall; most people tell her she\'s a miniature adolescent of the two. Hermione has only one grandmother still alive but her grandmother, Ann Granger, was in an old people\'s home, and so Hermione sits with her two best friends waiting.
\"You ok?\" asked Ron. \"Yes,\" Hermione said softly, unable to look at Ron.
\"Have they come to a decision?”
\"Well, it looked like mum and McGonagall were going to go a couple of rounds before we left,\" Ron said with amusement dancing in his eyes. \"Your mum could take McGonagall any day,\" Harry said, laughing lightly.
Hermione tried to smile a little but along with her heart, her smile had also broken.
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Hi,
My first fanfic, please be gentle.
I have dyslexia, so sorry about any spelling mistakes.
More to come hope you liked it.
Broken Smile
By Caroline
Broken Smile
Hermione sat under a large tree by the lake; rain was lightly falling, rippling the water. Goosebumps cropped across her arms; shivering, she wrapping her arms around herself and resting her chin on top of her knees. Silent tears slipped down her cheeks; Hermione had cried an ocean full of tears already, she couldn’t help it, and she had never felt pain like this.
The old saying \'you never know what you have, until it\'s gone\' played through her thoughts.
Two tall figures now stood behind her; the taller of the two took off his coat, placing it around her shoulders. Hermione did not have to turn around or look sideways as they sat either side of her to see who they were.
The dark-headed young man took a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Hermione; she took it, wiping the fresh tears that kept falling. Less than forty-eight hours ago Hermione was informed that her parents were murdered.
Hermione had been sitting in Potions class when Professor McGonagall came in looking very pale, and spoke to Snape; Hermione watched the emotions play across Professor McGonagall\'s face. Snape look across at her, and Hermione was surprised at what she saw in his dark eyes: she saw pity. Hermione knew...she just knew.
Death Eaters had attacked her childhood home in the early hours of the morning, murdering both of Hermione\'s parents. Hermione had sat in Professor Dumbledore\'s office, not really hearing what he said but taking it all in, somehow.
Before coming to sit by the lake Hermione had been once again sitting in Dumbledore\'s office listening to Molly Weasley and Professor McGonagall arguing over who should be Hermione\'s guardian. Hermione did not mind who became her guardian, for she identified with both Molly and Professor McGonagall; most people tell her she\'s a miniature adolescent of the two. Hermione has only one grandmother still alive but her grandmother, Ann Granger, was in an old people\'s home, and so Hermione sits with her two best friends waiting.
\"You ok?\" asked Ron. \"Yes,\" Hermione said softly, unable to look at Ron.
\"Have they come to a decision?”
\"Well, it looked like mum and McGonagall were going to go a couple of rounds before we left,\" Ron said with amusement dancing in his eyes. \"Your mum could take McGonagall any day,\" Harry said, laughing lightly.
Hermione tried to smile a little but along with her heart, her smile had also broken.
* * * * * * *
Hi,
My first fanfic, please be gentle.
I have dyslexia, so sorry about any spelling mistakes.
More to come hope you liked it.