Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Hermione's Last Year ❯ The Ride To Hogwarts ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Phoenix Fire754 
SUMMERY: Hermione's finally in her seventh year at Hogwarts and wish as to stay behind instead of helping Harry find the Horacuxs. What are her reasons?
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.09.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 304 | Status: Work In Progress
SUMMERY: Hermione's finally in her seventh year at Hogwarts and wish as to stay behind instead of helping Harry find the Horacuxs. What are her reasons?
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.09.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 304 | Status: Work In Progress
This is my first fict on DISCLAMER: of course I don’t own Harry potter or any other character that j.k. Rowling so rightfully owns. I just like playing with the characters. Note that this is a Pansy Parkinson/ Draco Malfoy/ Crabb 'n' Goyle bashing story.
Please review. Post your comments. Flames are accepted and will be acknowledged in the chapter following, with a note for each person who reviews. Thankyousomuch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fanficmaster: Thanks for reviewing, I’m glad you like. I loved your story. Here is the next chapter.
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Now the long awaited chapter one (two) you know what I mean. Hopefully this will be longer than the first!
Hermione’s Last Year: Chapter 1, the ride to Hogwarts.
By: Phoenix Fire754 (Mediaminer.org) Zegas Angel (Fanfiction.net)
The night sky was cold and black at Godric’s Hollow, The wind was nonexistent and the scent of blood and death filled the air. There were only two people standing on the open plane, looking at the gravestones of James and Lilly Potter. One had a look of sorrow; the other had a look of joy. Simultaneously, they pulled out their unlit wands and whispered ‘lumos’ by wand light, they were finally able to recognize each other. “Mud blood little Granger girl” called out a very cold, high voice.
“Vol_Vol…” Hermione tried to say the dark lords name, but couldn’t, it was hard enough standing before him with only her wand as her defense.
“Do you fear me, mud blood? Why? Can’t you say the dark lords name?” he gave an evil sneer “or should you call me You-Know-Who?”
Hermione let out a whimper. She had no idea how she got to Godric’s Hollow, nor how Voldemort found her, but there she was, defenseless, standing before one of the most powerful and most feared wizards in all time. “What do you want from me?” she managed to squeak out, feeling his snake-like eyes bordering into her skull. Thankfully for her, she practiced occulamency more often and was able to block out the dark lord from her thoughts.
Voldemort sneer grew “why granger, I want you to die….along with the rest of those mud blood twits who call themselves witches and Wizards.”
She didn’t even have time to react. He raised his wand and cried “Averada Kadavera” and, with a flash of green light, she knew she was gone.
Hermione Granger shot up in a flash, reminisce of the dream still flooded her, putting her into a cold sweat. It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the darkness before she realized where she was. The burrow. She let out a sigh of relief, trying to get her heart rate down. She had to be more logical about that situation because there was no way that Voldemort would want anything to do with her. That thought calmed her and she settled herself back to a peaceful sleep, despite Ginny’s snoring.
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The mere scent of breakfast was enough to wake Hermione up the next morning. Rubbing her eyes in a lazy manner, she dragged herself out of bed and down to the kitchen where the Weasleys‘, Harry , and the order of the phoenix greeted her with the same lack of enthusiasm.
The table was filled with all sorts of breakfast treats. Hermione seated herself in between Ron and Fred and began to help herself to a stack of pancakes. Lupin, Tonks, and Mr. Weasly looked as if they were having a serious conversation, Hermione caught only the last of it.
“We can’t keep these secrets from her, Author!” whispered Tonks in an annoyed voice.
Lupin nodded in agreement, “We kept so much from Harry all these years, its only fair that we tell Hermione_” He became silent when he caught her eye. Mrs. Weasly, who was listening in on the three as well, confronted Hermione, blocking her view from the whispering adults “Have you all your school supplies, Hermione dear?” she asked kindly.
Hermione gave a swift nod, ignoring the glares emitting from Harry and Ron, they were still sore about her going back to Hogwarts. Molly smiled and continued her distraction, “and are they all packed?”
“Yes Mrs. Weasly” She responded with great enthusiasm.
Molly looked at her like a mother looks at her overachieving daughter “I’m so proud that at least one of you three will graduate this year” She gushed, Hermione blushed, and said in a modest voice “not a big deal.”, she promptly ignored the scandalized look on Ron’s face and left the table, she needed fresh air.
She walked outside of the Burrow, alongside the pond. She stopped to watch the water sprites dance near the lilly pads and to think about what Tonks, Lupin, and Mr. Weasly were talking about. What sort of secret were they hiding? It can’t be that big of a deal, can it? But they seemed to talk as if it was? Hermione shook her head, but the strange fealing grew. The dream!
But before Hermione could ponder over the thought of Voldemort (Yes Hermione Does Ponder), Tonks appeared next to her. “So” she stated with an air of talking about the weather “do you wan’t to know your secrete?”
Hermione gave her a rather suspicious look “Your not allowed to tell me, are you?”
Tonks gave a very girlish giggle and shook her head, “Nah, but when do I ever follow the rules. Mad-Eye couldn’t do a thing with me…” her smile fell, Hermione knew that Tonks was remembering her fallen mentor, who died in an aerial battle while the Order was trying to get Harry to a safe house.
Trying to change the subject, Hermione asked as kindly as she possibly could “If you don’t mind, can you tell me my secret?”
Tonks shook her head “you are a very odd individual, Hermione, but as much as I want to tell you, I’m just not the one. Do you understand?” Hermione gave a half nod, looking very disappointed. Tonks gave a sympathetic smile “Good. Now get back inside. Harry and Ron had already left, and Molly’s having a field day trying to get everyone to Kings Cross!”
An emotional pain stabbed at Hermione’s core. They had left without a single goodbye. Had they forgotten her that easily? Tonks might have seen the hurt expression on Hermione’s face, for she said soothingly “They said they’ll write as soon as they get settled in Godric’s Hollow”
“Godric’s Hollow…but why there?” But she knew the answer. Harry wanted to visit the site of his parents murder, He had told both Hermione and Ron just before the summer holidays began. Tonks shook her head and jogged towards the burrow, Hermione in her wake.
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As usual, the train station was packed with muggles, they looked quite oddly at the lot. But, of course, it was not every day you see a bunch of people in robes, looking between platforms nine and ten. Since only Ginny and Hermione were the ones going to Hogwarts, they entered the passageway at the same time.
The train at Kings Cross was as vast and as glorious as ever. Various faces, some familiar, some new, were pouring onto the train, waving ‘goodbyes’ to their friends and families. Hermione followed her red-headed friend onto the train and in the nearest compartment, which, thankfully, was occupied by Nevil Longbottem and Luna Lovegood.
“Ginny! Hermione!” Cried Nevil, jumping out of his seat, and tripping over his own robe in excitement. Luna, however, gave Hermione a rather bored expression and asked dreamily “Aren’t you supposed to be with the other two?”
“Harry and Ron, you mean” inquired Ginny.
“Yes, those two. Aren’t they on a quest? Why aren’t you with them?”
“yes mud blood, Where is Pothead and Weasel?”
Hermione turned around at the cold, drawl that belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy.Right next to him, Pansey Parkinson, and behind the couple were the ‘body guards’ Crabbe and Goyle.
“Ah… Malfoy, You finally bring up the nerve to show you’re face after what happened last year”
A pink flush formed on Draco’s pale face. His hand twitched as it he were about to reach for his wand, but fell back when a spell hit him square in the face. It was Ginny, she had a look of triumph as Malfoy reappeared with what looked like pairs of bat wings all over his face. Hermione and Nevil busted into fits of laughter, Luna seemed semi amused.
“You think your so clever. You’ll get yours, Blood traitor” Screeched Pansy, holding the struggling Malfoy in her arms “And you!” She pointed a painted nail at Hermione “Your fate is sealed”
They finally left.
“What do you think she meant by that?” asked Hermione, Ginny shrugged “Who cares, she’s all talk and no action”
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End Chapter.
I hope you enjoyed the first real chapter of Hermione’s Last year. Review and flame if necessary. I would like some feedback!!!!! HAVE A LOVELY START OF SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zegas Angel.
Please review. Post your comments. Flames are accepted and will be acknowledged in the chapter following, with a note for each person who reviews. Thankyousomuch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fanficmaster: Thanks for reviewing, I’m glad you like. I loved your story. Here is the next chapter.
Fluff’n’Puff: I’m glad you’re my #1 fan so far!*glomps*
Now the long awaited chapter one (two) you know what I mean. Hopefully this will be longer than the first!
Hermione’s Last Year: Chapter 1, the ride to Hogwarts.
By: Phoenix Fire754 (Mediaminer.org) Zegas Angel (Fanfiction.net)
The night sky was cold and black at Godric’s Hollow, The wind was nonexistent and the scent of blood and death filled the air. There were only two people standing on the open plane, looking at the gravestones of James and Lilly Potter. One had a look of sorrow; the other had a look of joy. Simultaneously, they pulled out their unlit wands and whispered ‘lumos’ by wand light, they were finally able to recognize each other. “Mud blood little Granger girl” called out a very cold, high voice.
“Vol_Vol…” Hermione tried to say the dark lords name, but couldn’t, it was hard enough standing before him with only her wand as her defense.
“Do you fear me, mud blood? Why? Can’t you say the dark lords name?” he gave an evil sneer “or should you call me You-Know-Who?”
Hermione let out a whimper. She had no idea how she got to Godric’s Hollow, nor how Voldemort found her, but there she was, defenseless, standing before one of the most powerful and most feared wizards in all time. “What do you want from me?” she managed to squeak out, feeling his snake-like eyes bordering into her skull. Thankfully for her, she practiced occulamency more often and was able to block out the dark lord from her thoughts.
Voldemort sneer grew “why granger, I want you to die….along with the rest of those mud blood twits who call themselves witches and Wizards.”
She didn’t even have time to react. He raised his wand and cried “Averada Kadavera” and, with a flash of green light, she knew she was gone.
Hermione Granger shot up in a flash, reminisce of the dream still flooded her, putting her into a cold sweat. It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the darkness before she realized where she was. The burrow. She let out a sigh of relief, trying to get her heart rate down. She had to be more logical about that situation because there was no way that Voldemort would want anything to do with her. That thought calmed her and she settled herself back to a peaceful sleep, despite Ginny’s snoring.
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The mere scent of breakfast was enough to wake Hermione up the next morning. Rubbing her eyes in a lazy manner, she dragged herself out of bed and down to the kitchen where the Weasleys‘, Harry , and the order of the phoenix greeted her with the same lack of enthusiasm.
The table was filled with all sorts of breakfast treats. Hermione seated herself in between Ron and Fred and began to help herself to a stack of pancakes. Lupin, Tonks, and Mr. Weasly looked as if they were having a serious conversation, Hermione caught only the last of it.
“We can’t keep these secrets from her, Author!” whispered Tonks in an annoyed voice.
Lupin nodded in agreement, “We kept so much from Harry all these years, its only fair that we tell Hermione_” He became silent when he caught her eye. Mrs. Weasly, who was listening in on the three as well, confronted Hermione, blocking her view from the whispering adults “Have you all your school supplies, Hermione dear?” she asked kindly.
Hermione gave a swift nod, ignoring the glares emitting from Harry and Ron, they were still sore about her going back to Hogwarts. Molly smiled and continued her distraction, “and are they all packed?”
“Yes Mrs. Weasly” She responded with great enthusiasm.
Molly looked at her like a mother looks at her overachieving daughter “I’m so proud that at least one of you three will graduate this year” She gushed, Hermione blushed, and said in a modest voice “not a big deal.”, she promptly ignored the scandalized look on Ron’s face and left the table, she needed fresh air.
She walked outside of the Burrow, alongside the pond. She stopped to watch the water sprites dance near the lilly pads and to think about what Tonks, Lupin, and Mr. Weasly were talking about. What sort of secret were they hiding? It can’t be that big of a deal, can it? But they seemed to talk as if it was? Hermione shook her head, but the strange fealing grew. The dream!
But before Hermione could ponder over the thought of Voldemort (Yes Hermione Does Ponder), Tonks appeared next to her. “So” she stated with an air of talking about the weather “do you wan’t to know your secrete?”
Hermione gave her a rather suspicious look “Your not allowed to tell me, are you?”
Tonks gave a very girlish giggle and shook her head, “Nah, but when do I ever follow the rules. Mad-Eye couldn’t do a thing with me…” her smile fell, Hermione knew that Tonks was remembering her fallen mentor, who died in an aerial battle while the Order was trying to get Harry to a safe house.
Trying to change the subject, Hermione asked as kindly as she possibly could “If you don’t mind, can you tell me my secret?”
Tonks shook her head “you are a very odd individual, Hermione, but as much as I want to tell you, I’m just not the one. Do you understand?” Hermione gave a half nod, looking very disappointed. Tonks gave a sympathetic smile “Good. Now get back inside. Harry and Ron had already left, and Molly’s having a field day trying to get everyone to Kings Cross!”
An emotional pain stabbed at Hermione’s core. They had left without a single goodbye. Had they forgotten her that easily? Tonks might have seen the hurt expression on Hermione’s face, for she said soothingly “They said they’ll write as soon as they get settled in Godric’s Hollow”
“Godric’s Hollow…but why there?” But she knew the answer. Harry wanted to visit the site of his parents murder, He had told both Hermione and Ron just before the summer holidays began. Tonks shook her head and jogged towards the burrow, Hermione in her wake.
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As usual, the train station was packed with muggles, they looked quite oddly at the lot. But, of course, it was not every day you see a bunch of people in robes, looking between platforms nine and ten. Since only Ginny and Hermione were the ones going to Hogwarts, they entered the passageway at the same time.
The train at Kings Cross was as vast and as glorious as ever. Various faces, some familiar, some new, were pouring onto the train, waving ‘goodbyes’ to their friends and families. Hermione followed her red-headed friend onto the train and in the nearest compartment, which, thankfully, was occupied by Nevil Longbottem and Luna Lovegood.
“Ginny! Hermione!” Cried Nevil, jumping out of his seat, and tripping over his own robe in excitement. Luna, however, gave Hermione a rather bored expression and asked dreamily “Aren’t you supposed to be with the other two?”
“Harry and Ron, you mean” inquired Ginny.
“Yes, those two. Aren’t they on a quest? Why aren’t you with them?”
“yes mud blood, Where is Pothead and Weasel?”
Hermione turned around at the cold, drawl that belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy.Right next to him, Pansey Parkinson, and behind the couple were the ‘body guards’ Crabbe and Goyle.
“Ah… Malfoy, You finally bring up the nerve to show you’re face after what happened last year”
A pink flush formed on Draco’s pale face. His hand twitched as it he were about to reach for his wand, but fell back when a spell hit him square in the face. It was Ginny, she had a look of triumph as Malfoy reappeared with what looked like pairs of bat wings all over his face. Hermione and Nevil busted into fits of laughter, Luna seemed semi amused.
“You think your so clever. You’ll get yours, Blood traitor” Screeched Pansy, holding the struggling Malfoy in her arms “And you!” She pointed a painted nail at Hermione “Your fate is sealed”
They finally left.
“What do you think she meant by that?” asked Hermione, Ginny shrugged “Who cares, she’s all talk and no action”
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End Chapter.
I hope you enjoyed the first real chapter of Hermione’s Last year. Review and flame if necessary. I would like some feedback!!!!! HAVE A LOVELY START OF SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zegas Angel.