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timepiececlockI found this new Hermione/Draco fanfic WIP last night that was really, really funny. I was giggling at about 2 am.
Weakness in Me (How Cliche) by Tegan. What's it about? Well, there's Hermione, Draco, and Blaise. Harry and Ron pop up at the oddest, funniest scenes and act less like "The Boy Who Lived and Misunderstood Sidekick" and far more like actual teenage boys. It completely ignores the whole good/evil angst stuff and goes strait for romantic comedy higjinks that happen around teenagers. There's stalking, a crush, a bet, more crushing, grande schemes, pocket-money at risk, secret alliances, sabatoged dates, dignity lost, kissing, more scheming, lots of petty fist-fights, weepy puppy love and downright pathetic hearbreak. And more scheming.
It's really too funny, and plays out like the Harry Potter version of a Ranma 1/2 episode.
One of many favorite parts, from chapter 5:
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"You both know full well I can’t manage a date till Saturday."
"And the bet ends Friday. Pity." Both looked to each other again with those infuriating sneers.
Hermione seethed visibly, and had to manage to deliberately keep her hands from ripping her robes in the unconscious kneading of the fabric. Boys. Boys were so difficult. And infuriating. And they were, well, boys. And she was supposedly dating a boy. However, according to some other boys, she was not. She did not think she could deal much more with boys.
Former giddiness gone, Hermione stalked up to her dormitory for a good sulk, leaving behind the obnoxious boys she did not like very much right now. Hermione was a naturally determined person not accustomed to failure, particularly in the realm of academics. And to a lesser extent in everything else. She was a competitive girl. And therefore did not care to lose, even in something as inconsequential bet about something as silly as her love life.
So Hermione set about to develop a plan. And plan she did. It was not a grand plan. But it would serve a purpose.
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Weakness in Me (How Cliche) by Tegan. What's it about? Well, there's Hermione, Draco, and Blaise. Harry and Ron pop up at the oddest, funniest scenes and act less like "The Boy Who Lived and Misunderstood Sidekick" and far more like actual teenage boys. It completely ignores the whole good/evil angst stuff and goes strait for romantic comedy higjinks that happen around teenagers. There's stalking, a crush, a bet, more crushing, grande schemes, pocket-money at risk, secret alliances, sabatoged dates, dignity lost, kissing, more scheming, lots of petty fist-fights, weepy puppy love and downright pathetic hearbreak. And more scheming.
It's really too funny, and plays out like the Harry Potter version of a Ranma 1/2 episode.
One of many favorite parts, from chapter 5:
~-*-~
"You both know full well I can’t manage a date till Saturday."
"And the bet ends Friday. Pity." Both looked to each other again with those infuriating sneers.
Hermione seethed visibly, and had to manage to deliberately keep her hands from ripping her robes in the unconscious kneading of the fabric. Boys. Boys were so difficult. And infuriating. And they were, well, boys. And she was supposedly dating a boy. However, according to some other boys, she was not. She did not think she could deal much more with boys.
Former giddiness gone, Hermione stalked up to her dormitory for a good sulk, leaving behind the obnoxious boys she did not like very much right now. Hermione was a naturally determined person not accustomed to failure, particularly in the realm of academics. And to a lesser extent in everything else. She was a competitive girl. And therefore did not care to lose, even in something as inconsequential bet about something as silly as her love life.
So Hermione set about to develop a plan. And plan she did. It was not a grand plan. But it would serve a purpose.
~-*-~
