A/N I recently watched the movie Stepmom starring Julia Roberts and some non-famous lady whose name I don't know, and it gave me this really cute idea for a fic. If you've seen the movie, you probably know where this is headed. However, I may turn this into a real, special ------/Hermione fic, in which this is only a small part of the plot.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, and the plot isn't exactly original, I don't own Frappecino, but Chocolate Soul Food is MINE, and, on really bad uh-*girls days*, it really helps. Unless you have killer cramps. Then I suggest IBuprophen. But if you want the recipe, I'll give it to you.
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Hermione ran crying into the teachers' common room at Hogwarts where she was the Transfiguration teacher. She was soaking wet from the rainstorm taking place outside.
"Hermione! What's wrong ?" called Ginny, who was sitting by the fire, planning her Charms exams, as Hermione ran past, positively screaming with misery.
Hermione ignored her and ran into her bedroom, slammed the door, and flung herself onto the bed.
"Hermione?" said Ginny softly through the door. "What's the matter? How was your date? Did something go wrong?"
Hermione just continued sobbing in response. So Ginny knew that something had indeed gone wrong. After living with her for six years, Ginny knew that when Hermione cried, it was serious. Moreover, they had both learned how to interpret the other's sobs, shruggs, and lipstick and toothbrush talk.
"Can you tell me in five words or less?" Ginny offered.
Ginny heard Hermione's head lift off the pillow and say, "I hate Draco Xavier Malfoy."
"Oh," was all Ginny said. "I'll be right back. I'm assuming this will require Chocolate Soul Food?" Chocolate Soul food was their name for the junk food they made to ease the pain in their souls after a breakup.
"Yeah," said Hermione sniffily. She knew where Ginny was headed. Every time one of them was dumped or hurt by their boyfriends, the other comforted her with their favourite snack.
A few months into their new found friendship, Harry had dumped Ginny and she had come home in tears. When Hermione had asked if she could make her some coffee, Ginny had asked for her favourite snack. To her surprise, it was Hermione's favourite too. After that, they had kept a supply of ingredients on hand at all times. It was in a special cupboard hidden behind the back wall of Ginny's closet. Every time one of them was sick, recently dumped, or PMSing, the other made a batch to cheer her up, and they shared it.
A few minutes later, Ginny came back. "May I come in?" she asked politely. They had a rule about knocking before entering, ever since Ginny had walked in on Hermione in bed. Naked. With Ron next to her. Ron wasn't asleep. Neither was Hermione. Enough said.
Ron was Hermione's boyfriend and lover(A/N duh). He was the Care of Magical Creatures teacher at Hogwarts. His brother's love of dragons had finally rubbed off on him. A lot of their old friends had come to teach here too. Draco Malfoy was the Potions teacher. Parvati and Lavender were the co-professers of Divination. They had taken over after Prof. Trelawney had seen the Grim and fell down the long spiral stairs running from it. Harry taught Defense Against the Dark Arts. No duh. Neville taught Herbology.
"What do you have?" asked Hermione, knowing full well what the answer was.
"Double chocolate brownie mix, with strawberries, shredded coconaut, and two spoons," replied Ginny.
"And a mocha Frappecino?" asked Hermione hopefully.
"And two mocha Frappecinos," agreed Ginny.
"Come in!" called Hermione sounding much happier already.
Ginny opened the door and two floating trays came in after her. On one large tray was a large clear glass bowl filled to the brim with what looked like dark brown mud with moldy strawberries on top.
"Yum!" said Hermione, eying the bowl greedily. "Spoon! Spoon!"
"Spoon," said Ginny handing one to Hermione.
"So," said Ginny when half of the bowl was empty and the empty mocha bottles lay forgotten on the floor. "What happened with you and Draco?"
Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes again, and Ginny quickly shoved a spoonful of soul food into her mouth.
"Thanks," said Hermione, tears gone now. "I needed that."
"Spill," commanded Ginny. It was their signal to tell what the problem was.
"Well," said Hermione weakly. "Ron and I were walking in the park-"
"I the rain?"
"Yes Ginny, in the rain. Anyway, we were walking and I saw Malfoy. So I said hi, and he grabbed my wrist and pushed me against this huge tree. Ron tried to get at me, to set me free. It sounds so silly, 'he set me free' that's something Harry used to do. Anyways, Malfoy grabbed me and he-he-he-" Hermione broke down into sobs again.
"Oh, boy," sighed Ginny. "If he's making you cry this much, Ron must've maimed him."
Hermione grinned bleakly. "You haven't heard the rest of it. Ron was aways away when Malfoy grabbed me, and we were on the other side of this tree. Well, Malfoy kissed me just as Ron came around the tree. He had me pinned to the tree, and I couldn't get away from him. Just as Ron came 'round the side of the tree, I put my hands on Malfoy's face to push him away, and when he did Ron-Ron-"
"What did my brother do now?" said Ginny exasperatedly.
"He-he-h-h-he thought that I was cheating on him w-w-w-with M-M-mmalfoy!!!" wailed Hermione. "And he dumped me!!! He called me a scarlet witch!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Hermione fell onto Ginny's shoulders, sobbing. "And he did it in front of the whole park!!!"
"I cannot believe it!" said Ginny indignantly. "It is times like this that I truly think he was adopted. I'm going over there right now-"
"No!" said Hermione, grabbing Ginny's arm. "If you go over there, he'll know I've told you!"
"We tell each other everything!" argued Ginny, "He knows that you would tell me!"
"But if he knows that you know, then he'll know that I'm upset about it!"
"You are upset!! This problem required Soul Food!" said Ginny, starting to get upset herself.
"Please, just don't," pleaded Hermione, making puppy dog eyes at Ginny.
"Oh, alright," agreed Ginny. "But you need to talk to-" she stopped suddenly. "I know exactly how to get back at him!!!" she squealed excitedly.
"How?"
"I saw this movie once, where the girl, um Anna, gets dumped, and she asks her stepmom for help. And she says to walk up to him in front of everybody and just spew all these insults at him that would work for the teenage girl I'm talking about, but that I'm going to change for you, OK? Right. You walk up to him in front of Hogwarts, on the last day of school, in front of all the students, and you say, 'Look buddy. As far as your *pathetically* small knowledge of what women want, I've known *slugs* that know more than you do. I plead temporary insanity for *ever* agreeing to go out on a date with a loser like you who doesn't even know what a snowblower is!' Then you turn around and walk away. You stop, turn around and say, 'The guy that *I* see, is graduated from the most prestigious school of witchcraft *in the world* with top marks. So I can have an intelligent conversation with him. And it must be said, that every time we talk about *you*, he laughs his head off.' Then you just walk away to a gorgeous guy standing next to an insanely expensive broomstick, or even better, a motercycle!!! Ohhh! That would be sooooo perfect!"
"Two problems," said Hermione. "One, I don't know any gorgeous guys that own motercycles and would be willing to do this. Two, Ron would never fall for that. Three, term ends in a fortnight. That gives us two weeks to set this up."
"That's three problems Hermione," taunted Ginny. "Oh come on! You know you want to do this! It'll be perfect, and I'll plan it all out! You can keep working at the school!!! Please!!!"
"Oh," sighed Hermione, knowing she would never win. "I suppose. But who are you going to get for it?"
"That's for *me* to know, and *you* to find out." declared Ginny happily.
"What have I gotten myself into?" sighed Hermione, headed towards the bathroom to clean herself up.
"Lots and lots of fun," said Ginny quietly, rubbing her hands together. "Hehehe...."
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A/N OK, how was this? Do you think I should keep going? I just want to thank silverpheonix for giving me the idea for the title. Tell me what to do with this story!!! Who do you think the guy should be?? It needs to be 'a guy from her past' remember. And I don't want this to be a Harry fic. I haven't really planned anything past this chapter. HELP!!! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, and the plot isn't exactly original, I don't own Frappecino, but Chocolate Soul Food is MINE, and, on really bad uh-*girls days*, it really helps. Unless you have killer cramps. Then I suggest IBuprophen. But if you want the recipe, I'll give it to you.
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Hermione ran crying into the teachers' common room at Hogwarts where she was the Transfiguration teacher. She was soaking wet from the rainstorm taking place outside.
"Hermione! What's wrong ?" called Ginny, who was sitting by the fire, planning her Charms exams, as Hermione ran past, positively screaming with misery.
Hermione ignored her and ran into her bedroom, slammed the door, and flung herself onto the bed.
"Hermione?" said Ginny softly through the door. "What's the matter? How was your date? Did something go wrong?"
Hermione just continued sobbing in response. So Ginny knew that something had indeed gone wrong. After living with her for six years, Ginny knew that when Hermione cried, it was serious. Moreover, they had both learned how to interpret the other's sobs, shruggs, and lipstick and toothbrush talk.
"Can you tell me in five words or less?" Ginny offered.
Ginny heard Hermione's head lift off the pillow and say, "I hate Draco Xavier Malfoy."
"Oh," was all Ginny said. "I'll be right back. I'm assuming this will require Chocolate Soul Food?" Chocolate Soul food was their name for the junk food they made to ease the pain in their souls after a breakup.
"Yeah," said Hermione sniffily. She knew where Ginny was headed. Every time one of them was dumped or hurt by their boyfriends, the other comforted her with their favourite snack.
A few months into their new found friendship, Harry had dumped Ginny and she had come home in tears. When Hermione had asked if she could make her some coffee, Ginny had asked for her favourite snack. To her surprise, it was Hermione's favourite too. After that, they had kept a supply of ingredients on hand at all times. It was in a special cupboard hidden behind the back wall of Ginny's closet. Every time one of them was sick, recently dumped, or PMSing, the other made a batch to cheer her up, and they shared it.
A few minutes later, Ginny came back. "May I come in?" she asked politely. They had a rule about knocking before entering, ever since Ginny had walked in on Hermione in bed. Naked. With Ron next to her. Ron wasn't asleep. Neither was Hermione. Enough said.
Ron was Hermione's boyfriend and lover(A/N duh). He was the Care of Magical Creatures teacher at Hogwarts. His brother's love of dragons had finally rubbed off on him. A lot of their old friends had come to teach here too. Draco Malfoy was the Potions teacher. Parvati and Lavender were the co-professers of Divination. They had taken over after Prof. Trelawney had seen the Grim and fell down the long spiral stairs running from it. Harry taught Defense Against the Dark Arts. No duh. Neville taught Herbology.
"What do you have?" asked Hermione, knowing full well what the answer was.
"Double chocolate brownie mix, with strawberries, shredded coconaut, and two spoons," replied Ginny.
"And a mocha Frappecino?" asked Hermione hopefully.
"And two mocha Frappecinos," agreed Ginny.
"Come in!" called Hermione sounding much happier already.
Ginny opened the door and two floating trays came in after her. On one large tray was a large clear glass bowl filled to the brim with what looked like dark brown mud with moldy strawberries on top.
"Yum!" said Hermione, eying the bowl greedily. "Spoon! Spoon!"
"Spoon," said Ginny handing one to Hermione.
"So," said Ginny when half of the bowl was empty and the empty mocha bottles lay forgotten on the floor. "What happened with you and Draco?"
Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes again, and Ginny quickly shoved a spoonful of soul food into her mouth.
"Thanks," said Hermione, tears gone now. "I needed that."
"Spill," commanded Ginny. It was their signal to tell what the problem was.
"Well," said Hermione weakly. "Ron and I were walking in the park-"
"I the rain?"
"Yes Ginny, in the rain. Anyway, we were walking and I saw Malfoy. So I said hi, and he grabbed my wrist and pushed me against this huge tree. Ron tried to get at me, to set me free. It sounds so silly, 'he set me free' that's something Harry used to do. Anyways, Malfoy grabbed me and he-he-he-" Hermione broke down into sobs again.
"Oh, boy," sighed Ginny. "If he's making you cry this much, Ron must've maimed him."
Hermione grinned bleakly. "You haven't heard the rest of it. Ron was aways away when Malfoy grabbed me, and we were on the other side of this tree. Well, Malfoy kissed me just as Ron came around the tree. He had me pinned to the tree, and I couldn't get away from him. Just as Ron came 'round the side of the tree, I put my hands on Malfoy's face to push him away, and when he did Ron-Ron-"
"What did my brother do now?" said Ginny exasperatedly.
"He-he-h-h-he thought that I was cheating on him w-w-w-with M-M-mmalfoy!!!" wailed Hermione. "And he dumped me!!! He called me a scarlet witch!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Hermione fell onto Ginny's shoulders, sobbing. "And he did it in front of the whole park!!!"
"I cannot believe it!" said Ginny indignantly. "It is times like this that I truly think he was adopted. I'm going over there right now-"
"No!" said Hermione, grabbing Ginny's arm. "If you go over there, he'll know I've told you!"
"We tell each other everything!" argued Ginny, "He knows that you would tell me!"
"But if he knows that you know, then he'll know that I'm upset about it!"
"You are upset!! This problem required Soul Food!" said Ginny, starting to get upset herself.
"Please, just don't," pleaded Hermione, making puppy dog eyes at Ginny.
"Oh, alright," agreed Ginny. "But you need to talk to-" she stopped suddenly. "I know exactly how to get back at him!!!" she squealed excitedly.
"How?"
"I saw this movie once, where the girl, um Anna, gets dumped, and she asks her stepmom for help. And she says to walk up to him in front of everybody and just spew all these insults at him that would work for the teenage girl I'm talking about, but that I'm going to change for you, OK? Right. You walk up to him in front of Hogwarts, on the last day of school, in front of all the students, and you say, 'Look buddy. As far as your *pathetically* small knowledge of what women want, I've known *slugs* that know more than you do. I plead temporary insanity for *ever* agreeing to go out on a date with a loser like you who doesn't even know what a snowblower is!' Then you turn around and walk away. You stop, turn around and say, 'The guy that *I* see, is graduated from the most prestigious school of witchcraft *in the world* with top marks. So I can have an intelligent conversation with him. And it must be said, that every time we talk about *you*, he laughs his head off.' Then you just walk away to a gorgeous guy standing next to an insanely expensive broomstick, or even better, a motercycle!!! Ohhh! That would be sooooo perfect!"
"Two problems," said Hermione. "One, I don't know any gorgeous guys that own motercycles and would be willing to do this. Two, Ron would never fall for that. Three, term ends in a fortnight. That gives us two weeks to set this up."
"That's three problems Hermione," taunted Ginny. "Oh come on! You know you want to do this! It'll be perfect, and I'll plan it all out! You can keep working at the school!!! Please!!!"
"Oh," sighed Hermione, knowing she would never win. "I suppose. But who are you going to get for it?"
"That's for *me* to know, and *you* to find out." declared Ginny happily.
"What have I gotten myself into?" sighed Hermione, headed towards the bathroom to clean herself up.
"Lots and lots of fun," said Ginny quietly, rubbing her hands together. "Hehehe...."
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A/N OK, how was this? Do you think I should keep going? I just want to thank silverpheonix for giving me the idea for the title. Tell me what to do with this story!!! Who do you think the guy should be?? It needs to be 'a guy from her past' remember. And I don't want this to be a Harry fic. I haven't really planned anything past this chapter. HELP!!! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!