Author: RoseyPoseyPie PM
Ron And Hermione, the moments that they had that didn't appear, please Read and Review, And also give my other fanfics a shot. I wrote these because I love Romione.Rated: Fiction T - English - Ron W. & Hermione G. - Chapters: 8 - Words: 10,647 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 11-25-12 - Published: 08-08-12 - id: 8408689
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Book 1 Part 1
J.K. Rowling owns all the Characters! The Story! And My Sanity!
She was treading earlier across the Quidditch field to learn how to fly on a broomstick, thing was she didn't want to learn how to fly, she had a terrible fear of heights. Well, she didn't have to fly, luckily. A boy named Neville, the one she was looking for the toad for fell off his broom and broke is wrist, then Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin Bully with two bodyguards that could eat her for breakfast got in trouble, Draco got dismissed from class and Potter got Marched off with McGonagall.
Hermione tracked off with the rest of the Gryffindors, her head buried in a book, Hogwarts a History, a very intresting book on the school she was at Hogwarts. A lot of her Fellow Gryffindors were talking about how unfair it was that Harry got in trouble. "It makes no sense, why did he get in trouble?" That annoying ginger Ron Weasley complained.
"Because he broke the rules," I said, I didn't want to have to deal with all this annoying stuff.
"Yeah, standing up to Malfoy!" Ron exclaimed.
"I'm not happy he got in trouble, standing up was the right thing to do, but he broke the rules and he's probably going to get a punishment!" I fumed angrily. "You asked why he got in trouble, to you it made no sense so I was just explaining!"
I stalked off, "Mental that one," I heard Ronald mutter to Dean Thomas.
I buried my nose in my book and fought back tears.
I was eating with Hermione Granger, I was talking and having a nice time, and I didn't think twice. Harry and I had just saved her life and now we're friends, and she was actually really witty when she made jokes, and she had intresting things to talk about that I can relate to.
"Thanks," She said for the umpteenth time.
"Your welcome," I said, Harry nodded, "Pleasure."
"And Sorry, for making you all risk your lives," she said again for the three dozneth time.
"It's Okay." I said. Harry nodded, "It's fine."
"Hermione, you don't have to apologize and thank us anymore, you've gotten the message through enough," I said as gently as I could. She looked like she might cry, but instead gave me a warm smile, he brown eyes twinkling.
"Of course," She said.
"I need to get down to Quidditch Practice!" Harry exclaimed, it was the day before the Slytherin/Gryffindor match.
"I'll check over your Transfiguration essay," I said, he shot me a look of apology and appreciation and ran down.
"Can you check over mine?" Ron asked.
"You aren't beating Slytherins in Quidditch tomorrow," I said as I corrected Harry's mistakes.
"I would like to Punch Malfoy in the face."
"You aren't supposed to fight, magic or non-magic, in any means," I scolded him.
His blue eyes flitted up to my face, "Just kidding," He muttered.
I checked over his shoulder, "Three." I said, he had wrote Five, but you stir Three times when meaking a Delusional Draught.
"Oh, Thanks," Ron said, he corrected his mistake. "You know I'd be done a lot quicker it you just would let me copy."
"That's worse then me correcting it for you!" I exclaimed, honestly, how is he ever going to suceed?
"So you're going to correct it for me?" Ron asked.
"No!" I exclaimed.
"One or the other!" He teased, I handed him my Tranfiguration essay, he didn't even Check what he was copying he just copied it, of course he already did his Tranfiguration work, so now he had to essays for Tranfiguration and none for Potions, I snickered into my hand. Harry returned a bit later and he needed to do his potions essay. "Here you can copy off of mine," Ron said.
Harry thanked him and took the Tranfiguration essay that Ron accidentally recopied. Harry got all his things ready, I was giggling slightly, Ron gave me a weary look.
"Ron," Harry said. "I already did my Tranfiguration work."
"That's the potions one Harry," Ron said. "Have you taken any Delusional Draught Recently?"
"No, It's Transfiguration," Harry said. "Have you taken a Delusional Draught?"
Ron grabbed the Essay and looked at it in Horror.
"Next time don't Copy and do the work yourself," I said. Harry burst out laughing, Ron was in a state between anger, terror and a fit of giggles. "But I will help you with your work."
"Haven't you already helped enough?" Ron asked in a very angry tone. I was taken aback, I could feel the tears starting in my eyes. He softened up at once, his soft blue eyes met mine, "Oh, Hermione I'm sorry-"
"It's fine," I managed, I rubbed my eyes, I felt the moist feeling.
"Really I'm sorry," He said.
"I know," I managed. "I'll help you with your essay.
"Ronald!" Hermione exclaimed, poking me with Her quill.
"Wha-?" I muttered.
"You're supposed to be taking notes, not drooling on them," She whispered, pointing to the large spit puddle on my notes.
"How is anyone supposed to study in this class? Besides you anyway." I asked, she rolled her eyes.
"Mr. Wazlib is their a problem?" Mr. Binns asked.
"No sir," I said quickly, he went back to his lecture on some war and some meeting with a famous guy at some time period.
I laid my face on the table again, I lazily fell asleep. I was dreaming I was sliding down a rainbow, then when I reahed the bottom Hermione was in a poofy dress and she was riding a unicorn, Harry was there too, he was riding a Lion. "Let's go eat candy!" They both exclaimed.
"I like Candy," I said in a low grown-up voice.
Hermione opened her mouth to say something, "BONG, BONG, BONG, BONG-"
I gave a jolt and fell out of my chair.
"Class is dissmissed," Hermione said leaning over me, her bushy hair was brushing my face.
"Oh..." I mumbled.