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slipstick · 10-30-2004, 04:52 AM

A one-shot on the same time line as Another Muggle at Hogwarts.

Hermione Granger, teen wizardess and the most beautiful girl in her year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sat at an outside table at a muggle ice cream parlor. She was very angry. She tried to tell herself she was angry at Harry or Ginny. But she knew the truth; she was angry with herself. She wanted him, more than she wanted anything in the world. But Harry had been going steady with Ginny for months. She had decided to bring out the heavy artillery.

Her sixth year at school was about to start and she had asked Harry to meet her at Diagon Ally to shop for school supplies. She had taken a room at the Leaky Cauldron and invited Harry to share it with her. She had packed for seduction. While Harry waited in their bedroom she had gone into the private bath, (It was one of the more expensive rooms but with two dentists in the family money was not a problem.) to change.

When she came out she was dressed in a most alluring outfit. She didn’t tease, but delayed just enough to arouse his passion. It was her first sexual experience. It was fun and when it was over Harry said he loved her and would break up with Ginny.

But the more she thought about it the less she liked it. She had squandered her first time on manipulating him into choosing her. And even thou Harry had said he was all hers she doubted he would really leave Ginny.

She wasn’t going to cry. She would not give in. She would not loose control. But it wasn’t easy.

Out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw somebody in a wizard’s robe. What on Earth would anybody be doing out among muggles dressed like that? But when she looked straight on she saw it was a long coat with a flair bottom that only looked like a robe. The man was rather tall, easily six feet. Wisps of golden blond hair escaped from his black Stetson hat which shaded his sky blue eyes. But his face was remarkably young. He didn’t even look eighteen. And the more she looked, the more it seemed she had seen him before, perhaps even met him.

The stranger looked up and saw her looking at him; she looked away. She wasn’t going to be rude and stare at somebody she didn’t know. She had enough to worry about. Harry... Ginny...

“Beg pardon, ma’am.” said a soft western drawl. She looked up. It was the stranger lifting the brim of his hat with thumb and forefinger. What was he doing talking to her?

“Yes?” She tried to sound casual.

“Uh, is there anything Ah can do for you, ma’am?”

How strange he was acting. He must be an American. She had always heard they didn’t know how to act properly. “Um, no. Err, why?”

“Well, it’s just that you looked so sad. Ah was hoping Ah could cheer you up somehow.”

“Well, thank you. But it’s really nothing. I just have some problems is all.”

He continued to look at her. His face had the unmistakable look of sympathy, of compassion. She considered the unthinkable, telling her troubles to this total stranger. It must have shown on her face because he gestured toward the chair next to her with a questioning look. He had a somber smile that said what ever was hurting her hurt him as well.

“Well, there’s this boy you see.” He nodded as if he already knew what her problem was and it was an old story to him. “I’ve been interested in him for some time but he’s going with some one else.” He wasn’t even nodding now, but his eyes looked like he was listening. “So I, so I,... I gave my all.” was all she could say.

He looked now like he was witness to a tragedy. Apparently he put a high premium on such things. “The sad part is, I’m not sure he’s going to leave her after all.” His sad little smile said it was nothing new, that it happened every day to many women. He didn’t seem in any great hurry to speak so she asked him, “Well, any advice.”

His lips clenched to say what advice he did have would not be all that welcome. “Just one piece, and it’s in the form a question.” She nodded. “Would any boy who could be gotten that way be worth having?”

Hermione nodded agreeing with him. She couldn’t deny it. The next woman who wanted Harry could steal him away from her just she had stolen him away from Ginny. “You’re pretty smart, mister.”

He laughed. “Ah get by. But don’t call me mister. Ah’m only fourteen.” To her bulging eyes he said, “We grow ‘em big in Texas.” And he chuckled a bit.

Texas, hum. I just know I’ve met this fellow.

As he lifted his glass the sun gleamed off of a simple gold band on his left ring finger. She sounded stunned when she asked, “You’re MARRIED?”

He set his glass down. “Yep. Texas law allows it when both sets of parents and the county judge agree that the happy couple have the maturity to make the lifetime decision.” He smile slipped a bit. “Also... Ah put a baby in her.”

Hermione’s face must have shown what she was thinking. “NO, no. Don’t get me wrong. We love each other. Ah’m sure we’d have married at eighteen. It’s just that...” He looked rather thoughtful, “when you join up that young, you close off a lot of options.”

He shifted in his chair and the opening of his coat show a glint of gold on his belt buckle. Her eyes were drawn to the medallion set in the silver shield. She stared. It was a galleon, the gold coin used among the magical community in Britton.

“Oh, you noticed mah good luck charm.” he said opening a button to give her a better look. “Three years ago Ah was a guest of your lovely country and... well Ah’m not sure just what did happen but Ah vanished for a couple of days and when Ah came back Ah had no memory of the missing time. But Ah had this in mah pocket. Since Ah got lost without it and found with it Ah figured it must be good luck.”

Three years ago? I just know I saw him about that time. If only I could remember.

“JIMMY!!! came a sharp feminine voice. A girl looking perhaps fourteen, perhaps sixteen with a substantial bulge under her coat and several large shopping bags rushed up and kissed the strange fellow. She wasn’t all THAT pretty and she had a shrewd calculating look about her but the boy seemed happy with her.

She looked at Hermione with disapproval, perhaps jealousy? “So who’s this?”

He made a gesture as if beginning an introduction. “Ah beg your pardon, ma’am. Ah never got your name.”

“Oh, Hermione. Hermione Granger.”

The girl had set down the bags and was holding out her left hand as if to shake but practically shoving the diamond solitaire into Hermione’s nose. The action of extending the hand was done in a way that opened her coat revealing Jimmy’s marriage proposal. “MRS.” she emphasized, “Jimmy Cauldera.”

Jimmy Cauldera?! That’s the lunatic who pulled a gun on Percy in third year. Oh, but he also saved Harry from the Dementor. Shaking the hand she said, “Well, I’ve got to go. It’s been nice talking to you Jimmy.”

“An honor and a privilege, Miss Hermione.” he said touching his hat brim.

“We have to go too, Jimmy. Daddy is waiting to introduce you to some of his business contacts.”

“Ah can hardly wait mah dear.” But it seemed to Hermione that he would much prefer to wait.

She watched the couple go until the were out of sight. She had come here to figure out what she should do about Harry, if he was really worth what she thought she was willing to sacrifice. She thought she now had the answer.

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10-30-2004, 04:52 AM	#1 (permalink)
slipstick Faerie Location: Barony of Graymatter Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 4,431 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jeff Braunswieger Fourth Year	Hermione Learns - Sa16+ A one-shot on the same time line as Another Muggle at Hogwarts. Hermione Granger, teen wizardess and the most beautiful girl in her year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sat at an outside table at a muggle ice cream parlor. She was very angry. She tried to tell herself she was angry at Harry or Ginny. But she knew the truth; she was angry with herself. She wanted him, more than she wanted anything in the world. But Harry had been going steady with Ginny for months. She had decided to bring out the heavy artillery. Her sixth year at school was about to start and she had asked Harry to meet her at Diagon Ally to shop for school supplies. She had taken a room at the Leaky Cauldron and invited Harry to share it with her. She had packed for seduction. While Harry waited in their bedroom she had gone into the private bath, (It was one of the more expensive rooms but with two dentists in the family money was not a problem.) to change. When she came out she was dressed in a most alluring outfit. She didn’t tease, but delayed just enough to arouse his passion. It was her first sexual experience. It was fun and when it was over Harry said he loved her and would break up with Ginny. But the more she thought about it the less she liked it. She had squandered her first time on manipulating him into choosing her. And even thou Harry had said he was all hers she doubted he would really leave Ginny. She wasn’t going to cry. She would not give in. She would not loose control. But it wasn’t easy. Out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw somebody in a wizard’s robe. What on Earth would anybody be doing out among muggles dressed like that? But when she looked straight on she saw it was a long coat with a flair bottom that only looked like a robe. The man was rather tall, easily six feet. Wisps of golden blond hair escaped from his black Stetson hat which shaded his sky blue eyes. But his face was remarkably young. He didn’t even look eighteen. And the more she looked, the more it seemed she had seen him before, perhaps even met him. The stranger looked up and saw her looking at him; she looked away. She wasn’t going to be rude and stare at somebody she didn’t know. She had enough to worry about. Harry... Ginny... “Beg pardon, ma’am.” said a soft western drawl. She looked up. It was the stranger lifting the brim of his hat with thumb and forefinger. What was he doing talking to her? “Yes?” She tried to sound casual. “Uh, is there anything Ah can do for you, ma’am?” How strange he was acting. He must be an American. She had always heard they didn’t know how to act properly. “Um, no. Err, why?” “Well, it’s just that you looked so sad. Ah was hoping Ah could cheer you up somehow.” “Well, thank you. But it’s really nothing. I just have some problems is all.” He continued to look at her. His face had the unmistakable look of sympathy, of compassion. She considered the unthinkable, telling her troubles to this total stranger. It must have shown on her face because he gestured toward the chair next to her with a questioning look. He had a somber smile that said what ever was hurting her hurt him as well. “Well, there’s this boy you see.” He nodded as if he already knew what her problem was and it was an old story to him. “I’ve been interested in him for some time but he’s going with some one else.” He wasn’t even nodding now, but his eyes looked like he was listening. “So I, so I,... I gave my all.” was all she could say. He looked now like he was witness to a tragedy. Apparently he put a high premium on such things. “The sad part is, I’m not sure he’s going to leave her after all.” His sad little smile said it was nothing new, that it happened every day to many women. He didn’t seem in any great hurry to speak so she asked him, “Well, any advice.” His lips clenched to say what advice he did have would not be all that welcome. “Just one piece, and it’s in the form a question.” She nodded. “Would any boy who could be gotten that way be worth having?” Hermione nodded agreeing with him. She couldn’t deny it. The next woman who wanted Harry could steal him away from her just she had stolen him away from Ginny. “You’re pretty smart, mister.” He laughed. “Ah get by. But don’t call me mister. Ah’m only fourteen.” To her bulging eyes he said, “We grow ‘em big in Texas.” And he chuckled a bit. Texas, hum. I just know I’ve met this fellow. As he lifted his glass the sun gleamed off of a simple gold band on his left ring finger. She sounded stunned when she asked, “You’re MARRIED?” He set his glass down. “Yep. Texas law allows it when both sets of parents and the county judge agree that the happy couple have the maturity to make the lifetime decision.” He smile slipped a bit. “Also... Ah put a baby in her.” Hermione’s face must have shown what she was thinking. “NO, no. Don’t get me wrong. We love each other. Ah’m sure we’d have married at eighteen. It’s just that...” He looked rather thoughtful, “when you join up that young, you close off a lot of options.” He shifted in his chair and the opening of his coat show a glint of gold on his belt buckle. Her eyes were drawn to the medallion set in the silver shield. She stared. It was a galleon, the gold coin used among the magical community in Britton. “Oh, you noticed mah good luck charm.” he said opening a button to give her a better look. “Three years ago Ah was a guest of your lovely country and... well Ah’m not sure just what did happen but Ah vanished for a couple of days and when Ah came back Ah had no memory of the missing time. But Ah had this in mah pocket. Since Ah got lost without it and found with it Ah figured it must be good luck.” Three years ago? I just know I saw him about that time. If only I could remember. “JIMMY!!! came a sharp feminine voice. A girl looking perhaps fourteen, perhaps sixteen with a substantial bulge under her coat and several large shopping bags rushed up and kissed the strange fellow. She wasn’t all THAT pretty and she had a shrewd calculating look about her but the boy seemed happy with her. She looked at Hermione with disapproval, perhaps jealousy? “So who’s this?” He made a gesture as if beginning an introduction. “Ah beg your pardon, ma’am. Ah never got your name.” “Oh, Hermione. Hermione Granger.” The girl had set down the bags and was holding out her left hand as if to shake but practically shoving the diamond solitaire into Hermione’s nose. The action of extending the hand was done in a way that opened her coat revealing Jimmy’s marriage proposal. “MRS.” she emphasized, “Jimmy Cauldera.” Jimmy Cauldera?! That’s the lunatic who pulled a gun on Percy in third year. Oh, but he also saved Harry from the Dementor. Shaking the hand she said, “Well, I’ve got to go. It’s been nice talking to you Jimmy.” “An honor and a privilege, Miss Hermione.” he said touching his hat brim. “We have to go too, Jimmy. Daddy is waiting to introduce you to some of his business contacts.” “Ah can hardly wait mah dear.” But it seemed to Hermione that he would much prefer to wait. She watched the couple go until the were out of sight. She had come here to figure out what she should do about Harry, if he was really worth what she thought she was willing to sacrifice. She thought she now had the answer. Post 2 Post 3 Last edited by Ozzy : 07-08-2008 at 01:27 AM.