A/N: Hey everyone! I am back with yet another Dramione story. I love this certain idea, which you will get to know soon, so I wrote it as well. Read the A/N at the end to find out when the next chapter will be out. On with the chapter!
August 1st 1997, before Fleur and Bill's wedding.....
"Harry- that is not how you do it- Oh no- Harry!" Hermione gasped as her lovely cat, Crookshanks, scratched her best friend across his face.
"Damn it!" Harry yelled, kicking the cat away from him. "I don't even know why I tried to pet this ugly beast-"
"He is not ugly and his name is Crookshanks, you idiot-"
"Shouldn't you be scolding your cat instead of correcting me, which I don't even care about, might I add?" The Boy who Lived touched his cheek and winced. It hurt like hell. "He is the one who scratched me, and I am your best friend for Merlin's sake!"
"Yeah well he is not the one who doesn't know how to listen to clearly told instructions." Hermione frowned and picked up her cat. "Oh you poor Crooks. It is not your fault that Harry here doesn't know how to pet you properly."
"I don't know how to pet him properly?" Harry's jaw dropped to the floor. "I did just like you told. You clearly said to touch his head slowly at first, and if he doesn't get angry, then I can touch-"
"Exactly." Hermione cut him off. "I told you to do that if he didn't get angry, and he clearly did when you first touched his head, which means that he doesn't like you. You should have just backed off then and there, instead of trying to-"
"I can't believe this." Harry sighed dramatically and sat back down on his bed. "You are taking his side over mine. And you call me your best friend. Oh what has this world come to?"
"With this level of dramatics, I think you should have become an actor." The Gryffindor witch rolled her eyes and sat down on the chair opposite his bed. "Well you still can, if you want. I think you will at least get an Oscar. And the amount of other awards you will get for I don't know anybody as dramatic as you-"
"I thought you knew Malfoy?" He shook his head. "He is the most dramatic person I have ever met. I mean, do you even remember how he used to be a drama queen? I am sure he still is, anyways."
"Harry." She warned him.
"Fine." He held up his hands in surrender. "But you told me not to talk about Malfoy like he was an evil person, which I know he is not, because of what I saw at the Astronomy Tower, but you didn't tell me not to talk about him in any sense. So technically, I am actually right."
When Hermione didn't say anything, Harry grinned widely at her. "Does that mean I have proven you wrong? Wait, am I the first one to do so? Oh how amazing it feels for sure. I can't wait to tell everyone about this."
He dodged the book Hermione sent his way.
"Stop acting like the prat you are, Harry James Potter." Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. "And you don't need to boast about that fact. Which is really stupid, you know? But then again, you tend to do stupid stuff so it is not like I can say much about that."
"Now that is the evil Hermione Granger speaking and I do not like her at all." Harry stated. "The Hermione Granger I know is not mean to her friends, let alone best friends. And she won't ever call me stupid."
"The Hermione Granger you know had also set Snape's robe on fire in her first year, so you shouldn't underestimate her at all."
As she spoke before thinking, her eyes widened as Harry suddenly frowned.
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