A/N: If this is the first time you have read something by me, then you can probably skip this author's note, HOWEVER! If you are a returning reader, you may want to read this. I am here to answer a few questions that have been sent to me through the review board and through e-mail and to give you a little taster of what I hope will be my new story. ALSO, when I write my stories on Word, I put italisised words in between i> and /i> so that when I copy/paste them on to the website, all I have to do is hit "submit". However, when I upload here, it doesnt transfer right, and I have to go back and delete the little /b marks that are all over the place. Sometimes I miss a few, and if you see some, thats what they are, they arent of any real importance to the story, you can just ignore them.
Q: Is it true that if you eat pancakes after a night of drinking it will help absorb the alcohol? (heehee, that was a popular one…)
A: Yes, it is true, and in my sister's experience (I don't drink) it has been incredibly helpful.
Q: How old are you?
A: I just turned 17 last November.
Q: When will the next story be out?
A: Well, I have just one chapter written of a story that I thought might be a little different and a challenge for me to write. (It is the story that follows this FAQ) It is a Draco/Hermione love story, since that seems to be the one in demand the most, but it will be a little bit less fluff, and a little more angst (especially at the beginning, but I promise it will get better. I hate depressing stuff, don't you?)
Q: Can you read my story? It is (insert story title here)
A: I will read as many stories as I have time for, but please don't get your hopes up too high, because that time is pretty limited. I do have a life as shocking as that is, and this next school year will be very crucial for me, and I also have a part time job, so I won't have as much time as I did during Two to Tango and One Fine Day which were writen over the summer. However, I will do my best. Just please understand if I don't get to it right away, I assure you it is nothing personal.
Q: WHEN WILL YOU UPDATE?
A: As previously mentioned, I update when I have time to, and yelling "UPDATE!" does not speed up the process. If someone would like to do all of my geometry/trig homework for me, then perhaps I could update faster, but until then… I do what I can.
Now I know this must be the longest author's note ever, but those were just a few things you lovely people might want to know. Also, one more thing before I set you loose on my chapter, I am leaving on vacation early tomorrow morning but it would be a wonderful welcome home present if there were reviews about what you think of the possible new story waiting for me when I return. cheesy innocent smile I am going to be doing nothing but having fun, and maybe thinking up ideas while I'm on this trip, so I will update when I get back. Now, here's the story and let me know what you think. Yes? No? Maybe so? kisses
"STOP IT! SHUT UP! STOP! PLEASE JUST STOP IT!" Hermione screamed as loud as she could, tears pouring down her hot cheeks, red in anger from their heated argument.
"NO! NOT UNTIL YOU ADMIT IT!" He pushed her roughly into the stone wall and her back hit a protruding jagged stone, causing her to cry out in pain.
"I WON'T!"
"DAMN IT!" He roared, letting go of her shoulders and running a hand through his hair in great frustration. She slid down the wall and pulled her legs to her, still sobbing, but quieter now that he had stopped yelling. "What is so wrong with-"
"LA LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU! I'M NOT LISTENING!" She jammed her fingers in her ears childishly and tried to hum to drown his voice out, but it came out more like a whimper. He wouldn't respond to her attempts to solve things maturely, so perhaps he would if she acted immaturely. He paced in front of her, rage still surging through him. His eye caught on her book bag, lying on the cold floor. In one long stride he was in front of it, and bringing his leg back he kicked it with all his might, sending books and parchment everywhere, and causing ink bottles and quills to shatter, staining the durable cloth of the book bag. The sudden splintering sounds echoed off the high walls of the corridor. Hermione gave a small gasp and jumped slightly. They both snapped their heads up when the sound of hurried footsteps coming down the corridor could be heard. He turned to her and looked her sternly in the eye. He pointed a finger at her and she pushed herself back even further in to the wall, determined to get as far away from him as she could
"This isn't over." He said coldly. Turning on his heel he walked briskly around the corner. Taking a shaky deep breath and wiping her tears with the hem of her shirt, she started gathering her books, which were now scattered in a mess around her. She was reaching for her Arithmancy book when the voices got louder.
"…I heard something over here, maybe…"
"There she is! Hermione!"
"Hermione are you alright? What happened to you?"
Ron and Harry descended upon her like a pair of worried mothers, asking a million questions and assisting in the brushing off of dust and dirt from clothing. Unlike mothers, however, they threatened to castrate and then kill whoever dare harm her. Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she started to walk away from them, when Ron caught her arm. He looked at her with a soft expression, his eyes pleading with her to tell him what happened.
"Hermione?" He said gently. She sighed and raised her chin determinedly.
"Malfoy." She said as strongly as she could. Both Harry and Ron's jaws immediately clenched, and their eyes narrowed.
"Don't worry Mione, that ferret won't get away with this." Ron assured her.