My Ripped Dresses
This is slightly AU as there is chapter of established Nuna. Hermione's POV.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
CHAPTER 2 – RED
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EURGH! Why must I be in love with such an infuriating person?
What does he see in that blonde bimbo? I had to go to that stupid Christmas party with McLaggen, of all people! AND he ripped my dress when I escaped from him under the mistletoe. As if I would kiss such an arrogant person like him. I just wish Ron had been here with me (instead of that arrogant prat, McLaggen), maybe then I would be the one he was kissing instead of that brain-dead bitch, Lavender Brown. Why couldn't I have been his first kiss? Why did she get to steal that privilege from me two weeks ago?
Is there something about me that makes some absolute fool rip my dress when Ron does something completely idiotic? First, Viktor Krum rips my dress when Ron didn't ask me to the Yule Ball until the last minute, then Ron dates that slag and Cormac McLaggen rips my dress! It's always his fault!
Why can't I just love somebody else? Preferably, somebody who doesn't argue with me all the time, somebody who actually knew how to use his brains and somebody who didn't snog some slutty blonde because she threw herself at him!
But then again, he wouldn't be Ron.
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My Ripped Dresses - A Harry Potter Fanfiction
Fiksi PenggemarThis is slightly AU as there is chapter of established Nuna. Hermione's POV.