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won won (ex_won5) wrote in wizangst,
@ 2008-02-01 09:50:00

First Day
Who: Ron and Hermione
When: September 2nd, 1997.
Where: Gryffindor common room after classes.
Summary: Ron is preparing for the year the way he sees fit.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: N/A
Status: In progress!

Finally, Ron thought. Classes were over for the day and he had stopped off without his friends into one of the restrooms before heading back alone to the Gryffindor Common room. The last things on Ron's mind was homework, prefect duties or responsibilities altogether. The year was new, fresh and supposedly worry free. No He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named threats, no Death Eaters wandering around the school or outside of it and certainly nothing but a normal life for him and his two best friends. Ron wondered if it was going to be weird for Harry to settle into a life without having to wonder if someone or something was going to try and kill him every few moments. Still, a chance to just think about school work and school related things did have Ron worrying a little bit. He'd have no major excuse now to put off studying and he liked having that ability.

Still, he figured he'd just soar through the year as he always had - barely. With the help that he counted on from Harry and Hermione, he knew he had a fighting chance. He wanted to do well and knew he had to. He wanted to follow Harry into the world of Auror training. Top marks were crucial for that to happen. But, it was only the first day and Ron pushed those worries from his mind and ran up to the boys dormitories, taking the stairs two steps at a time. It was easier to do so and faster now that his legs had grown even longer since his last birthday. He headed straight to his bed and pulled open his trunk, pulling out a bag of tricks and games to mess around with in the common room. Half of the products were from his brother's joke shop, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.

He was still shocked he got his screaming yo-yo past Filch and pulled it out of his bag and made his way back down to the common room. He said hello as he passed a few people and frowned slightly when he didn't see Harry or Hermione anywhere. He pulled out his yo-yo and started to play with it, ignoring the glares he got about the noise. He noted a few first years staring at him from the corner of the room, and he wondered if it was too soon for him to offer them some Ton-Tongue Toffees or something, but decided against it. The last thing he wanted at the moment was Hermione to use her Head girl power to take them away - and on the first day.

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grangerhj
2008-02-02 01:55 pm UTC (link)

Hermione, on the other hand, was quite disappointed that classes were over for the day. And while normally she would have rushed back to the common room to hash out plans with Ron and Harry to keep everyone safe, but they didn't have to do that anymore. They were free of that burden, and life could continue as normally as possible. There were still threats out there, yes, but the threats were no longer in the form of Lord Voldemort.

In other words? Hermione had bustled herself off to the library straight after classes, and spent nearly an hour there researching various things. She even managed to check out a fair few for further use on her homework assignments, and with the utmost reluctance, departed from the library.

Hermione had slung her book bag over her shoulder, and was leveling to hold a number of normal textbooks, as well as the three books she had taken from the library. Her feet fell heavy against the ground, her Gryffindor and Head Girl badges shining proudly in the various lights illuminating from the walls of the castle.

Upon nearing Gryffindor tower, she muttered the password to the Fat Lady, and stumbled into the common room while trying not to fall over. Frizzy ringlets fell into her eyes, and she managed to dump her books into one of the armchairs before they all tumbled from her arms and onto the floor. She dropped her bag down beside the chair, and began to shift the books neatly to the floor, organising them by author and title.

When she at last sat down, she finally noticed that someone else aside from her and the little first years were in the room. She nearly fell over before she realised who it was. "Oh, Ron!" she exclaimed, hand clutching at her chest. "You gave me a fright.. next time holler at me or something, will you? It's much more normal than the qui- What in the name of Circ- Ron!" she began, eyebrows knitting together in a slight frustration. "How on earth did you get that.. thing past Filch?" Merlin, it was bloody annoying.

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