The One I Can't Ignore
A/N: Yeah! My first attempt at a Harry Potter fic! I just finished the 5th book and I just couldn't stop thinking about it all, so I decided to finally write one! I hope to get this fic done over the summer (I probably will, I'm working on the 2nd chapter as we speak) since I never end up working on them during the summer, I have so many fics to finish ". Well, enjoy, COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT, and I'll see you at the end of the chapter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~WARNING 5th BOOK SPOILERS AHEAD!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hey mate, I'm sorry you can't spend summer with me, but now that dad's been promoted he really wants to do some remodelling. Ykno, knock down some walls and rubbish like that. Might as well just buy a bloody new house."
Ron Weasley was sitting with his best friend, Harry Potter, at the Gryffindor table. It was the last day of their 5th year at Hogwarts. Ron had matured greatly and was now about the same height as Harry and was medium-built, although he still had his family's signature flaming hair which he was constantly brushing out of his eyes.
Harry's hopes of freedom were crushed. He had gone through a lot this year, what with Voldermort back, the death of his godfather, and finding out that one day he would either be murdered or murder Voldermort. He had wanted to be with people who understood what he was going through. Guess that wasn't going to happen-not this year anyways.
"That's okay," Harry said, obviously disappointed, "guess it's back to Privet Drive and the only family I have, who also hate my guts." Harry blew his jet black hair out of his eyes. He was tall, like Ron, but was lean and muscular from all the Quidditch he had played. He had turned into quite a lady's man as well, although he didn't even notice. He wasn't interested in those kind of things and it really bugged him when Hermione and Ron teased him about it.
"Harry, at least get them to feed you properly! You're always so skinny when you come back to school in the fall!" Hermione, the third part of the trio, pleaded to Harry as she looked up from her issue of The Daily Prophet. She too had grown up, although she wasn't nearly as tall as Ron and Harry. She had finally gotten her thick frizzy hair under control.
"Sorry Hermsie, but I don't really have any persuasive power over that lot." Harry grinned, he knew he hated when he called her Hermsie-he was hoping that it would force her to change the subject.
"Don't call me that!" Hermione shouted, disappearing behind her paper again. It was silent for a moment among the three. Well, except for Ron munching hungrily on his breakfast.
"Harry, I've just had a brilliant idea! Why don't you spend the summer with me? I know my parents wouldn't mind and it would be nice to have someone else around, it's so dull." Hermione grinned at her suggestion.
"Herms you're a lifesaver!" Harry wrapped his arms around his friend in a big hug.
Hermione just laughed. "Okay, okay, calm down. I need to go send a post to my mum so that she knows what's going on." Hermione jumped up and walked briskly out of the hall, robes fluttering behind her.
Harry smiled, returning to his breakfast. He didn't even get anything in his mouth when Ron interrupted him.
"Harry. Promise me you won't do anything with Hermione over the summer……..at least not without telling me." He winked behind his unruly red locks.
Harry looked down, pretending to be extremely interested in his porridge, so that Ron wouldn't see the bright scarlet shade of his face.
Sure, the thought occurred to him of him and Hermione being more than just friends, but he never thought anything of it. Besides, after the whole incident with Cho on Valentine's Day in Hogsmeade, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to be in something like that again.
"Aww, c'mon mate, I was just pulling yer chain. We better get back to the dorm and pack our trunks." Ron suggested.
Harry chuckled, "Sure. Just don't expect me to help you again."
"Hey! I only slammed your finger in my trunk ONCE! Besides," he glanced away slightly, "Madame Pomfrey managed to regrow the bones in your finger."
Harry just smiled and shook his head as he followed Ron to their dormitory.
It was the next morning, and they were all sitting on the train. Harry and Ron were playing Wizard's chess for the 20th consecutive time while Hermione, as usual, had her head in a book.
"I can't believe your uncle is actually letting you go to Hermione's for the summer." Ron said as he watched his knight behead Harry's pawn.
"Shit, didn't see that coming. Well, Herm's parents gave Uncle Vernon a call, and I think he was relieved to hear that I was going to be around Muggles as well, so I won't be "running wild with a bunch of freaks with my damned wand".
Hermione giggled and looked out the window and glanced out the window. "Hey! We're here!"
They scrambled for their trunks and got ready to get off the train-stuffing their school robes into their trunks to reveal muggle clothes underneath.
"Harry, your clothes look about 8 sizes too big!" Hermione tried to stifle a laugh, she hadn't seen Harry in his muggle clothes before.
"Well, if you met Dudley you'd understand." Harry said, hiking up his pants so they wouldn't fall down.
Hermione got off and once they got all their gear together she grabbed Harry's wrist and dragged him towards her parents who were waiting patiently for them.
'This is gonna be the best summer ever!'
A/N: So how did you like the first chapter? I know it's not an original concept or anything like that, but I really wanted to do it (I am on summer vacation myself, after all)
Don't forget to comment! I'd love to hear your ideas for future chapters (and side plots as well) since I often get stuck. Until the next chapter, ciao!
A/N: Yeah! My first attempt at a Harry Potter fic! I just finished the 5th book and I just couldn't stop thinking about it all, so I decided to finally write one! I hope to get this fic done over the summer (I probably will, I'm working on the 2nd chapter as we speak) since I never end up working on them during the summer, I have so many fics to finish ". Well, enjoy, COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT, and I'll see you at the end of the chapter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~WARNING 5th BOOK SPOILERS AHEAD!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hey mate, I'm sorry you can't spend summer with me, but now that dad's been promoted he really wants to do some remodelling. Ykno, knock down some walls and rubbish like that. Might as well just buy a bloody new house."
Ron Weasley was sitting with his best friend, Harry Potter, at the Gryffindor table. It was the last day of their 5th year at Hogwarts. Ron had matured greatly and was now about the same height as Harry and was medium-built, although he still had his family's signature flaming hair which he was constantly brushing out of his eyes.
Harry's hopes of freedom were crushed. He had gone through a lot this year, what with Voldermort back, the death of his godfather, and finding out that one day he would either be murdered or murder Voldermort. He had wanted to be with people who understood what he was going through. Guess that wasn't going to happen-not this year anyways.
"That's okay," Harry said, obviously disappointed, "guess it's back to Privet Drive and the only family I have, who also hate my guts." Harry blew his jet black hair out of his eyes. He was tall, like Ron, but was lean and muscular from all the Quidditch he had played. He had turned into quite a lady's man as well, although he didn't even notice. He wasn't interested in those kind of things and it really bugged him when Hermione and Ron teased him about it.
"Harry, at least get them to feed you properly! You're always so skinny when you come back to school in the fall!" Hermione, the third part of the trio, pleaded to Harry as she looked up from her issue of The Daily Prophet. She too had grown up, although she wasn't nearly as tall as Ron and Harry. She had finally gotten her thick frizzy hair under control.
"Sorry Hermsie, but I don't really have any persuasive power over that lot." Harry grinned, he knew he hated when he called her Hermsie-he was hoping that it would force her to change the subject.
"Don't call me that!" Hermione shouted, disappearing behind her paper again. It was silent for a moment among the three. Well, except for Ron munching hungrily on his breakfast.
"Harry, I've just had a brilliant idea! Why don't you spend the summer with me? I know my parents wouldn't mind and it would be nice to have someone else around, it's so dull." Hermione grinned at her suggestion.
"Herms you're a lifesaver!" Harry wrapped his arms around his friend in a big hug.
Hermione just laughed. "Okay, okay, calm down. I need to go send a post to my mum so that she knows what's going on." Hermione jumped up and walked briskly out of the hall, robes fluttering behind her.
Harry smiled, returning to his breakfast. He didn't even get anything in his mouth when Ron interrupted him.
"Harry. Promise me you won't do anything with Hermione over the summer……..at least not without telling me." He winked behind his unruly red locks.
Harry looked down, pretending to be extremely interested in his porridge, so that Ron wouldn't see the bright scarlet shade of his face.
Sure, the thought occurred to him of him and Hermione being more than just friends, but he never thought anything of it. Besides, after the whole incident with Cho on Valentine's Day in Hogsmeade, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to be in something like that again.
"Aww, c'mon mate, I was just pulling yer chain. We better get back to the dorm and pack our trunks." Ron suggested.
Harry chuckled, "Sure. Just don't expect me to help you again."
"Hey! I only slammed your finger in my trunk ONCE! Besides," he glanced away slightly, "Madame Pomfrey managed to regrow the bones in your finger."
Harry just smiled and shook his head as he followed Ron to their dormitory.
It was the next morning, and they were all sitting on the train. Harry and Ron were playing Wizard's chess for the 20th consecutive time while Hermione, as usual, had her head in a book.
"I can't believe your uncle is actually letting you go to Hermione's for the summer." Ron said as he watched his knight behead Harry's pawn.
"Shit, didn't see that coming. Well, Herm's parents gave Uncle Vernon a call, and I think he was relieved to hear that I was going to be around Muggles as well, so I won't be "running wild with a bunch of freaks with my damned wand".
Hermione giggled and looked out the window and glanced out the window. "Hey! We're here!"
They scrambled for their trunks and got ready to get off the train-stuffing their school robes into their trunks to reveal muggle clothes underneath.
"Harry, your clothes look about 8 sizes too big!" Hermione tried to stifle a laugh, she hadn't seen Harry in his muggle clothes before.
"Well, if you met Dudley you'd understand." Harry said, hiking up his pants so they wouldn't fall down.
Hermione got off and once they got all their gear together she grabbed Harry's wrist and dragged him towards her parents who were waiting patiently for them.
'This is gonna be the best summer ever!'
A/N: So how did you like the first chapter? I know it's not an original concept or anything like that, but I really wanted to do it (I am on summer vacation myself, after all)
Don't forget to comment! I'd love to hear your ideas for future chapters (and side plots as well) since I often get stuck. Until the next chapter, ciao!