Fan Fiction ❯ Demon Dayz ❯ Chapter 2 We Meet Gabriella ( Chapter 2 )

Oh, I forgot the disclaimer for this and last chappie:

 

Disclaimer: I only own the not used enough plot. Though I do own the characters that you have not heard of.

 

I am aware that some of you do not like my Hermione, I don't really care; but I put an explanation in the story.

 

But to the others who like it…I KNEW I COULD COUNT ON YOU!!!!!!

I LOVE MY BF!!!!!!!!

 

Warning: this chapter contains a Lemon

YAY MY FIRST LEMON!!!!!!!!!!! MAY BE CRAP…

 

Draco: She's gone nuts people.

 

Hermione: hey, shut it ferret boy. She's just happy

 

Draco: she's on drugs

 

Lizzib: actually I'm an underage alcoholic.

 

Draco: that isn't helping your case you know…

 

Hermione: * whistles innocently, pulls a sledge-hammer from her pocket and hits Draco on the head. *

 

Snape: I love you even more…

 

Hermione & Snape: * full on make out session *

 

Lizzib: eww, gotta go before this turns into a sex fest…

 

Lizzib

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Alright. Now we have no distractions.” A snort from Hermione who was sitting on a tree branch a few meters above Voldemort. He glared at her. “I have a reward for all of you.”

Hermione grinned.

“Are we gonna have a party?” Voldemort laughed at her enthusiasm.

“Yes, but Death Eaters only.” He said with an evil smirk. Hermione's face dropped. The other Death Eaters laughed. Excluding Snape and Draco.

“Where are we going to meet my lord.” Asked Wormtail.

“At the old pits in Iceland.” With a crack they all dissarpparated. Leaving Hermione alone.

“Jerks.”

 

She took off her sunglasses. She stood with her legs spread. There was a ripping sound and large bat wings sprouted out of her back. Giving them an experimental flap she grinned evilly.

 

The old pits were supposed to be for people who were too young to go to jail. But now they are abandoned.

 

Death Eaters crowded the place. Voldemort climbed a mound.

“My Followers. I present to you-“ with a great sweep of his arm, a large cage appeared. Inside it were several terrified muggles.

“Your prize!” The Death Eaters cheered. Voldemort opened the cage and drew out a young woman. She screamed.

 

Voldemort passed her to a random Death Eater. He grabbed her roughly and pulled her against him. He grinned maliciously.

 

Voldemort was about to grab another.

 

A loud screech filled the air. Both muggle and magic folk alike looked up in the sky and froze.

 

A huge bat came hurtling towards them…

 

 

 

“You know not to leave me out of your parties.” Hermione said coldly. (she is wearing her glasses, no one had seen her eyes)

 

She had flown all the way from Canada to the Pits in Iceland. Even if she wasn't human, it was still pretty hard to do.

 

Voldemort whimpered slightly.

“Well it wouldn't have happened if you had joined us.” He said weakly. Hermione growled loudly and clipped him on the ear.

“You owe me a body any ways.” She said. Draco and Snape, who were standing near her, looked at her in shock and confusion. Voldemort looked at her with revelation. Then he grinned slyly. Hermione was confused.

“What, do I have something in my teeth?” Voldemort grinned even wider.

“No, but why don't you give my followers a lesson on how to deal with muggles.” He said evilly. Hermione caught on and it was her turn to grin.

“You get the Death Munchers ready and I'll get my dinner.” She said. Voldemort glared at her play of words, but he nodded.

 

Hermione walked smoothly to the cage. The people inside shrunk back.

“W-what are you g-g-going to d-d-do?” Stuttered the elder woman. Hermione smiled. Bearing her sharp teeth.

“I'm going to eat one of you.” She said sweetly. The woman shrieked, hurting Hermione's sensitive ears. She growled.

“Shut up, or I'll make you dessert.” The lady whimpered. Hermione looked at the group, trying to decide between the young handsome man or his girlfriend. She went with the guy.

 

Yanking him from the cage, she dragged him to the gathered `Death Munchers'.

 

“Ok, good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am Hermione Granger. Tonight I am here to give you a lesson on how to deal with muggles.” The crowd applauded. Hermione had let go of the man, and he was trying to get away. But before he could get out of arms reach with the girl:

“Ok, fist step: Grab victim and roughly pull them close to you. Now watch what I do very carefully.” Hermione grabbed the man and pulled him against her. She then grabbed his chin and made him look at her face.

“What are you afraid of?” She asked gently.

“D-d-drowning.” He whimpered. Hermione made a noise in acknowledgment. Then she pulled his head down and kissed him. Kissed him hard.

 

The man weakened, he started to go limp. Hermione pulled back slightly.

“What is your name?” She asked. Although she whispered, the entire troop of Death Eaters could hear her clearly.

“Jack O'Donnel.” He said breathlessly. Suddenly he forgot that he was going to die. Hermione pulled her self closer. She kissed him again, driving her tongue into his mouth.

 

She moved from his mouth to his neck. Kissing and sucking. She moved her head so the Death Eaters could see what she was about to do.

 

Finding his jugular vein, she bit down right next to it. Blood splattered every where. The man screamed. But he did not die.

 

Hermione dug her claws into his chest and pulled them down. Stepping back she yanked at his hair. She kept on pulling it until a large chunk came out.

 

She scratched him on his arms and legs. A whip materialised into her hand. She stepped back, and cracked the whip on him, causing a large gash to appear on his cheek.

 

She went on like this for some time. The mans screams of pain filled the air. Death never came to save him.

 

Snape and Draco were scared. They were living with this girl. They wondered where the other Hermione Granger went. The book-worm, the know-it-all. Then they wondered, why did Hermione act like this. What had changed her. They both decided that they would ask when they got back.

 

Hermione was enjoying herself. But she also knew that she would have to stop soon. She still had school tomorrow, no matter what she was, she still loved to learn.

 

She pulled her whip back in and walked to the man. He was dieing, but slowly. Hermione plunged her hand deep in his chest, searching for his heart. She found it and yanked it back out. It was still beating faintly.

 

What happened next would be burnt into the Death Eaters memories for the rest of their lives.

 

Hermione lifted the bloody heart to her lips and bit down on it. Within a few minutes, she had devoured the whole thing. She whistled, and a black portal appeared in the ground. Rising from it, were the four ugliest dogs any one had ever seen. But Hermione looked at them with warmth.

“Here my pets, I got you dinner.” She threw the dead body to the dogs. It landed in front of them. They bent their heads and ate silently, while sinking back into the earth.

 

The Death Eaters all turned a shade of green. Including Voldemort. Hermione smiled at them.

“Well, that's the show for tonight folks. Don't forget to tip the door guy.” With that, she promptly walked to Snape and Draco and they dissappareted to the edge of Hogwarts grounds.

 

Back in the Heads room:

 

Draco walked to the couch and sat down. Snape did the same. Hermione yawned and said that she was going to bed.

“Not so fast Ms. Granger. Sit” Snape gestured to a chair. Hermione sat.

“Granger,” Said Malfoy. “What the hell happened to you?” Hermione sat unmoving. Her eyes hidden by the dark glasses. Snape frowned.

“Answer the question, Ms. Granger.” Hermione sighed. She then said in a tired voice.

 

“Very well then. If you are so desperate to hear this, then you must swear, that nothing I will say, leaves this room. And no interruptions.” They nodded

 

“It started two years ago. For some reason Pot-head and Weasel-shit-for-brains were ignoring me. Whenever I spoke they said `that's nice Hermione'. What was scary, was the fact that Weasel and I didn't have any more fights. I started to look for new friends, right about after Christmas, where I only got presents from my parents. I tried the Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, and even the Slytherins. They all rejected me. When I went home for the summer, my parents said that they didn't want me to be a witch. They said that if I didn't give up Hogwarts, they would make my life hell. And they did.” To prove it, Hermione took off the jacket. The corset top bearing her stomach enough to let them see, the many scars on her body.

 

“Not all of them are from the Grangers, though. That summer, I started to have weird dreams. I saw Satan. He said I was a witch demon. The second one existing. He said I needed to find the other one, the wizard demon, before the final battle. He taught me how to use many weapons, he is still teaching me. He told me to get these tattoos. He gave me my pets: Gluttony, Greed, Anger and Fear. He taught me how to harness my powers. He also showed me my ally. My sister.” Hermione smiled at the mention of her sister.

 

“Gabriella, observes the light. She is no demon, she is an Angel. I grew up with her, last time we saw each other, we had faught… Satan said I needed to change my looks, I needed to be an assassin, spy and warrior all in one. The best way to do all that is through seduction. He let me practice different techniques of fighting and sex on his many sons and daughters. All this was done throughout my dreams. Soon I was alone in the real world. So I asked Satan to show me the demon world. He did. He taught me how to create a portal through dimensions, when I entered the demonic plane, I was amazed by the size and beauty. There were many houses and farms. But as I walked on, the industry became more dense, the streets became darker. I ran into a group of thieves and murderers, called the Bloodthirsty Hounds. They attacked me. We fought for hours. I finally managed to kill their leader. They grew scared of me. I was appointed their boss. I organize group meetings, and we check on the loot. I later found a homicidal rapist called Taurusus. He attempted to screw me, but I nearly disembowelled him with my Sakura Blade, the sword that you saw in my bag. He apologized, and to this day we are pretty close friends. I also met Octixia. She was nice from the start, She taught me many new fighting moves, we're practically sisters.” Hermione sighed.

 

“Next I met Angel. A little girl with the power to see a persons death. She has this strange bear, that's headless and a never ending supply of blood. Her parents are descendants of Satan, they are the ones who started the seer line. Angel showed me, my death, and I have accepted it. I babysat her sometimes, she is really smart for a seven year old. Later on I found out I have a brother.” Hermione's voice started to crack.

 

“Yaisander. He is the one who controls me. He tells me what to do. And if I don't do it, I pay dearly. Compared to my brother, I am the worlds best mum. He has many wives, he beats them all. He has raped me and Gabriella, raped his wives and countless others. He has nearly killed me on many different accounts. I hate him, I am waiting for the day, the day I kill him.” Hermione shook with anger. Taking a deep breath she calmed herself down.

 

“And what about the rest of your weapons? Where did you get them?” Asked Draco.

 

“Those are another story for another time. I think that's all that you need to know for now boys…good night.” She got up and left without waiting for an answer.

 

Snape and Draco sat there stunned. They knew that Hermione had changed, but they didn't think that it would be that dramatically.

 

“I wonder who else knows?” Breathed Draco. Snape shook his head.

“Mr. Malfoy, I think it would be wise if we went to sleep also.” Draco nodded and followed Hermione's example. Snape also returned to his room.

 

++Harry's POV (from when the Death Eaters arrived)++

 

Harry's scar burnt white hot. He cried out and pressed a hand to his forehead.

“What is it Harry?” Asked Ron. Harry looked at him.

“Ron. I just felt Voldemort, fear for his life.” Ron's jaw dropped. Another stab of pain.

“Ok. Voldemort is freaking me out now. I'm going to Dumbledore.”

“What Harry, what is it?” Harry gulped.

“He just felt happy, defeated, humiliated, frustrated and aroused at the same time.” Ron blinked.

“I wonder what he's smoking?” They laughed. Harry put the thought that he should go to Dumbledore aside. He and Ron, went back to sleep. Only to be woken minutes later by Harry retching.

“What now?!” Cried Ron. Harry caught his breath.

“That was the most awful thing I have ever seen!”

“What?”

“There was this woman, she looked like that girl that was sitting at the Gryffindor table tonight. She tortured a guy, she kissed him, in front of the Death Eaters and tortured him. Then she ripped out his heart and ate it. She gave his body to the most ugliest looking dogs I've ever seen.” He and Ron turned green from the very mention of it. No wonder Voldemort felt sick.

 

Later on they fell back to sleep.

 

++Normal++

 

The next day dawned bright and cheerful. Well to every one except Snape and Hermione. They were still in bed, cursing the moment the sun peaked over the horizon.

 

Draco Malfoy barged into Hermione's room, fully dressed.

“Come on Granger, it's a new day, the sun is shining, the books are collecting dust. There's no time like the present.”

 

Hermione mumbled something and reached for her wand on the bedside table.

 

Snape sat bolt upright. He woke at the loud slam of his bedroom door. He looked at the door and saw a white ferret, standing on its hind legs, arms and back braced against the door, eyes wide with fright, panting heavily.

 

He fought down the urge to laugh hysterically.

“You went into her room didn't you?” The white rodent nodded.

“Just to let you know, I'm not changing you back.” the ferret gave a pitiful look.

“No, you need to learn your lesson.” Snape had a hard time trying to not laugh at the sight of Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Prince, go on all fours and dejectedly walk out the door.

 

Snape got up and went to the bathroom to find that the door was locked. He knocked.

“Kinda busy here professor!” Snape rolled his eyes.

“Well hurry up.” He answered. He went and sat on a couch.

 

Hermione looked in the mirror. Why did I have to be chosen? Why me. How the hell am I supposed to find my other half if they don't even know it? Damn you Yaisander, mother was stupid not to drown you.

Hermione had her glasses off. She looked at her blood red and silver eyes. There were no pupils and no irises, just a swirling mass of red and silver. That's what it was, literally, blood and silver, all encased in glass orbs. She wasnt blind. No, her eyesight was better that any humans. She thought about her sisters eyes. Red with gold. She looked at the scars littering her body, Hmph, gotta hide those better. She cast a glamour spell and the scars disappeared.

 

Hermione thought of Snape. Hmph, doesn't think I cant smell that glamour on him, idiot…. Wonder what he really looks like. Bet his nose is smaller, hair longer and less greasy. Ugh, just getting shudders thinking about it… wait, WHAT THE FUCK, he's my fucking professor…then again, I did fuck his master… eww.

 

 

A few minutes later, Hermione exited the bathroom, feeling refreshed. When Snape went in, he was surprised to find that it smelt like thyme, vanilla and rose buds. (A/N: it makes a good tea, trust me.)

 

Just like her

 

Oh no, not you again.

 

Yes its me buddy

 

Crap

 

So what do you think?

 

Of what?

 

Of her, stupid

 

Oh. She's different.

 

Yeah right.

 

Fine… she's damn irresistible, her hair, her body, her wit…every thing is just… burgh.

 

Its about time. Besides that dream of your did leave a mess…

 

Crap, what if Draco saw

 

Nah, he didn't, ferrets are practically blind.

 

Yeah, I guess so.

 

Now back to that dream…

 

Snape got in the shower.

 

---flashback---

 

He was standing a the window, looking out at the lake. Such a peaceful sight. He felt a presence behind him, but he knew who it was without looking. A pair of warm hands rubbed his back. A sweet voice floated in his ear.

“Severus…I need you.” Four words. All it took were four simple words to make him harden. He spun around and gently pushed the woman onto the bed. He followed. Severus kissed her sweetly. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, asking for entrance, it was granted. They explored each others mouths thoroughly. The woman's hands drifted from his neck to his back to his abs and then to his groin.

 

Snape bucked his hips at the sudden contact. Even through his trousers it still felt like torture. The girl stroked him through the thick material. Snape groaned. Suddenly he could stand it no longer. He pulled back roughly and grabbed his wand. Before the girl could say anything he had muttered a spell that got rid of his and her clothing. Snape caressed her full breasts, tweaking the nipples. His hands trailed down to her toned flat stomach, down to the nest of curly black hair above her dripping opening.

 

He slung her legs over his shoulder, and his hands parted her nether-lips. His fingers stroked the little bundle of nerves and her pelvis jerked towards him. He held her down with one hand, as he continued to stroke the little treasure. He felt her body jerk and he pushed his face to her opening, just in time to catch the flood of her juices. He caught every drop, but he didn't pull away from her. He continued to delve inside of her with his tongue.

 

A few moments later he got his prize a second time. He moved up her body, trailing wet kisses that burned. He positioned himself at her entrance. Giving her a kiss he thrust his pulsating member forcefully into her. She cried out from pleasure. Giving her a moment to adjust to his size, he started to thrust into her.

“Harder. Faster.” He didn't need to be told twice. He pumped as fast and as hard as he could. She met his pace perfectly.

 

She came first.

“SEVERUS!” she yelled. That had been his downfall.

“HERMIONE!” he cried.

 

---Normal---

Severus stood in the shower panting slightly. The memory of his dream, had made him get another hard on that needed to be taken care of. He quickly washed all evidence of his activities from his body. Once he was cleaned he stepped out of the shower, towelled himself dry and dressed.

 

He too looked into the mirror, and took off the glamour.

His face melted away to reveal a young man about twenty five, with long black hair up to his shoulders, black eyes…literally, the whites are black as well, full lips, with pointy teeth, pale skin, and pointed ears.

 

I wonder what would happen if I showed her…

 

Showed her what?

 

My true self, without the spell.

 

Oh, she would fall head over heals.

 

How do you know?

 

I'm her other half, I should bloody know.

 

Other half? What ever mate. She would really fall for me?

 

Yep… and don't you have breakfast?

 

Oh yeah.., shame I have to revert back to my former batty self…urgh.

He put on the glamour again and stepped out the door.

 

In the common room, he found Hermione talking to the ferret, Malfoy he just stood and admired her. Today, she wore a black version of the school Slytherin uniform her black hair swept up in a tight ponytail, tied by a green ribbon. She still wore the sunglasses. To him, she was beautiful.

 

Hermione felt a pair of eyes on her she looked up to see Snape staring at her with an expression she didn't know. Well she couldn't know, he turned away to fast.

 

Hermione grabbed the white ferret by the scruff of his neck and carried him along with her and Snape. Snape still trying to stifle the laughter by stuffing a fist in his mouth. He failed miserably. He and Hermione laughed all the way to the great hall. They stopped out side the door to regain what composure they had left.

 

Hermione bid Severus good day and walked to the Slytherin table. Majority, who had been present last night. The Gryffindors snorted when they recognised Draco in ferret form. They stopped when Hermione looked at them. They didn't need to see her eyes to know she was glaring at them.

 

Snape still had a little difficulty hiding his laughter. But with the `brave' Gryffindors silenced by a lone girl, he couldn't help himself. He chuckled. A genuine chuckle. All the teachers looked at him… Including Dumbledore, who had been trying for years to get the potions master to smile.

 

“Trelawny was right.” Murmured McGonagall to Flitwick. “The Apocalypse is upon us.”

 

Dumbledore cleared his throat.

“We have a new student with us today. Hermione, please come up here.”

 

The other students, besides the ones in Slytherin watched, surprised that she had come from the Slytherin table.

 

Harry and Ron looked at each other. Murderer. They thought.

 

Hermione reached the Head table. Dumbledore smiled.

“Gabriella, please come here. Students I would like you to meet: Gabriella Granger!”

Hermione growled. The petite blond walked up to where Hermione was standing. She was dressed in a white mini skirt, tight gold tank top, knee high boots, gold stockings, white rimless glasses that hid her eyes and a white leather floor length jacket. Basically, where there is black on Hermione there is white on Gabriella, and where there is red/green there is gold/pink

 

A lot of the boys were drooling over the two hottest girls in the vicinity. Hermione sneered.

“We meet again sister.”

“Indeed.” Gabriella's voice was light and naive, unlike Hermione's dark and lusty.

 

The entire school could feel tension that went beyond sibling rivalry.

 

Hermione growled low in her chest. Gabriella hissed at the back of her throat. But before any thing could be said, a bolt of lighting struck the two girls and a thunderous voice said:

“Gabriella, Hermione…save it for after the end.”

The girls trembled at the sound of the voice. They nodded, rubbing the spot where they were struck.

Turning to each other, they nodded and Hermione went back to the Slytherin table. Sitting next to the white ferret. With Pansy glaring at her for turning her Drakipoo into a rodent.

 

Dumbledore seemed confused.

“Hermione, please see me after your patrols tonight. Ms. Granger, please sit down on the stool, and prepare to be sorted.”

 

When the hat was placed on her head, it took a while in deciding.

Gryffindor or Slytherin? In the end, Gabriella sat down at the Gryffindor table, where she was bombarded with questions from Harry and Ron.

 

Hermione looked at them from the Slytherin table. She smirked. Draco looked at her questioningly. Hermione interpreted his gaze correctly.

“I'm feeling slightly jealous, because my friendship with them didn't last, and I know that Gabriella will always stand by them….and no, I'm not changing you back yet.” The white rodent slumped in defeat. The rest of the Slytherins were listening in, and they giggled at Draco's antics. Pansy just glared some more.

 

Hermione groaned when she saw her timetable. First up she had double DADA, then double Potions and then double History of Magic. All with the Gryffindorks.

DADA

 

Hermione sat in her DADA class room, with Draco the ferret. They were the only ones there. Hermione decided to finally take the spell off Draco.

He stood up and stretched his arms.

“Ya' know Granger, being a ferret isn't very hygienic.” Hermione smirked. With a wave of her wand, water fell from nowhere and drenched Malfoy. He glared at her. She smiled.

 

Draco frowned.

“Granger, why do you and Gabriella wear those glasses?” Hermione sighed.

“I can't answer that Malfoy, not yet.” Draco shook his head defeated. Then another question popped into mind.

“Who was that voice?” Hermione's eyebrows raised slightly.

“That, Malfoy was my brother.” Draco's eyes widened. He recalled what Hermione told him about Yaisander. He opened his mouth to ask another question, but he was interrupted by Harry and Ron who were flirting shamelessly with Gabriella.

“So Gabs, do you wanna gout with us tonight? We know a great spot where you can sea the lake.” Ron said. Gabriella blushed and nodded reluctantly.

 

Hermione smirked.

“Wow Gabs, Here for less than a day, and already you got guys crawling up your skirt. Not even I managed that. Lemme try!”

 

Before any one could say anything. Hermione shot forward and kissed Harry full on the lips. Harry's eyes widened in surprise and disgust, but then he relaxed. Hermione was such a good kisser. She forced her tongue into his mouth.

 

Harry started to unbutton Hermione's shirt, but she was pulled back by a wet Draco, who was scowling.

“Granger.” Her growled.

“Yes?”

“Do you know how disgusting that was?”

“No.”

“Well consider these little facts: you are turning twenty soon, they are Gryffindorks and they are the ones that my master is against.”

“EWWW GET ME MOUTH WASH!!!” Screamed Hermione and Harry. Hermione conjured up a spittoon and a bowl of water.

 

Gabriella sat on the opposite side of Draco and the two looked on in amusment. Hermione finished the water. She tossed the bowl and the spittoon in the fire, where it disintegrated and sat next to Draco. Harry was wiping his mouth with his school robes.

 

Hermione frowned thoughtfully.

“Gabs?” she said without looking away from Harry.

“Yup?”

“Cant you cleanse him?”

“Yup.”

“Are you gonna?”

“And miss out on this? No way?” The three laughed.

 

Then Draco frowned.

“Hey weren't you two meant to hate each other.”

Hermione and Gabriella looked at each other.

“Yeah I guess your right. Gabs, get your blond butt away from this table.” Joked Hermione. Gabs glared behind her glasses

 

In DADA, they were looking at Boggarts again. Professor Davies, brought one in. `

He told every one to go up to it at least once.

When it was Hermione's turn, she refused.

 

“What was that Ms. Granger.” Hissed Davies. Aside from his Slytherin like quality's, he detested any one from that house.

“I said no.”

 

“Ms. Granger, why do you say that.”

“Because what I fear is enough to destroy us all.”\

Davies' eyes narrowed. He walked up to Hermione and hissed in her ear.

“Granger. Don't think I don't know what you are. Or who you are. You have killed my sister Ms. Granger, now while I'm not allowed to hurt you, your own mistakes can cause enough pain. So get moving.”

Hermione's eyes widened.

 

Slowly, very slowly, she walked up to the chest that contained the boggart.

 

Davies kicked the chest open.

 

Nothing happened. Hermione's mouth was set in grim line, as was Gabriella's.

 

Draco frowned.

 

Then…

 

-/-/-/FLASH\-\-\-

 

The class found them selves in a desert. In front of them was a cage. In it was a naked girl. They all recognised the old Hermione.

 

She was sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest. She appeared to be unharmed, but she was looking about in fear.

 

-/-/-/FLASH\-\-\-

 

They were in a large room, in a castle. There was the new Hermione chained naked to a wall. Her eyes were down cast so they couldn't see them. Hermione was bleeding from several deep cuts on her body. What was strange was that her blood was silver.

Standing in front of her was a man. He wore a black suit with a gold tie, belt and glasses. His hair was blond, with black at the roots and tips.

 

“You're a disgrace sister. I don't believe that you couldn't kill them. ALL I ASKED WAS THAT YOU KILL THEM, BUT YOU LET THEM GO. CAN YOU NOT DO ANYTHING RIGHT!!!!!!!”

He slashed her again, this time on her neck. It killed her.

 

-/-/-/FLASH\-\-\-

 

They were at the edge of a cliff. The ground below was invisible, because of a mist and many glowing orbs. At the edge stood Hermione. She was weeping. She kept saying she was sorry. But every time she did, she was beaten with a globe. Then a globe rammed into her from behind and pushed her over the edge.

 

-/-/-/FLASH\-\-\-

 

They were in a wasteland. On the ground were six bodies.

 

Angel, Taurusus, Octixia, Gabriella, Snape and Draco.

 

-/-/-/FLASH\-\-\-

 

 

now they were in the dungeons. There were three people sitting on the floor. It was Hermione, Snape, and Draco. Hermione seemed to be nervous.

“Um, are you sure, you want to see them?” Draco and Snape sighed irritably. Hermione flinched.

“Fine, fine.” She slowly reached up to her glasses and started to take them off.

 

The real Hermione cried.

“RIDICULLUS!”

 

-/-/-/FLASH\-\-\-

 

They were back in the class room.

Hermione collapsed to her knees and started to shake uncontrollably. Draco and Gabriella rushed to her side.

 

Gabriella pulled Hermione into her lap and stroked her head. Herrmione moaned as if in pain.

“Gabs…it hurts…” she groaned softly. Gabriella shook her head in sympathy. Draco looked at her in confusion.

“Why does it hurt?” Gabriella looked around and saw everyone was watching. She motioned for Draco to come closer. He leaned forward, noticing how sweet she smelled, compared to Hermione's spicy scent.

 

“It hurts,” She whispered. “Because, she didn't want to hurt those children. She only kills older people to survive or if she's been ordered to take them out. She is a broken spirit. She punishes herself severely for all the children she has taken.” Draco moved back in surprise.

 

Hermione suffered a coughing fit.

“B-b-blood.” She whispered, so quietly that even Gabriella, with her demonic hearing strained to catch it. Gabriella nodded and reached into her cloak and pulled out a vile. It was silver with engravings on it in a strange language.

Gabriella pulled out the gold stopper and put it to Hermione's lips.

 

The girl visibly grew stronger. Her flushed skin calmed down to its usual pale colour. She stopped shaking, even her hair got a little bit shinier.

 

Hermione sat up. She turned her head to the professor with her mouth in a grim line.

“You see sir, that is why I don't like boggarts.” The poor man nodded weakly.

 

The rest of the lesson went on smoothly, and Professor Davies wisely skipped Gabriella.

 

 

K I'm going to end the story there coz I got writers block.

 

Draco: you are sooo lazy

 

Lizzib: fat ass

 

Draco: I do not have a fat ass (grabs a big butt chew)

 

Lizzib: now you do.

 

Draco: (grows a fat ass) liz, do you know how much I hate you.

 

Lizzib: nup, enlighten me.

 

Draco: (Grabs lizzib's neck and starts to strangle her.) GOD DAMN YOU YOU STUPID WENCH, DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY HOURS AT THE GYM I SPEND JUST TO KEEP MY BODY IN CHECK!!!!!!!

 

Lizzib: GAH, LET GO YOU ASS HOLE, Hermione, GABS HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Hermione and Gabriella: Dandadadahhh The Super Twins are here to save the day.

 

Hermione: (Grabs Draco's ears and twists them)

 

Gabs: (frees lizzib and kicks Draco hard in the stomach)

 

Draco: shit…

 

Hermione & Gabriella: BOOYAH (hi five)

 

Severus: (Stands there drooling at Hermione)

 

Hermione: (kisses Severus)

 

Every one else besides Draco: Awww

 

Voldemort: They are sooo CUTE

 

Draco: uhuh…can some one give me the antidote.

 

Pansy: Here you go snookums. (gives Draco the anidote and a love potion.)

 

Draco: (Ass grows smaller and eyes become hazy) PANSY I CANT LIVE WITHOUT YOU!!!!! (Pashes Pansy)

 

Gabriella: (eye twitches, spys a potion andthrows it at Pansy and Draco)

 

Draco: (reverts back to normal.)

 

Pansy: (reverts back to normal…well if you call being a pug normal…well for pansy it is…)

 

Hermione: Typical. Any ways, PPL PLEASE R&R!!! if you don't I will kill you.

 

Blaise: that is soo cliché…

 

Hermione: Got any thing better pretty boy.

 

Blaise: err…..no

 

Hermione: I didn't think so…