The first Chapter! I am not JK Rowling! I hope you enjoy! Please let me know what you think and give the story a follow to the other chapters I have coming!
~ Notesandlit123
I was sat in the kitchen of the Burrow. It was the evening of Christmas day. I was alone drinking hot chocolate at the table. I'd lost track of the time, I had been sat here thinking for so long. Mrs Weasly had come in a while ago and used her wand to wash and put away all the dishes in two flicks of her wrist. Other than that, I'd seen nobody since we all started relaxing after a day of presents, food and music. The room was warm and there was a lingering smell of turkey and mince pie leftover from all our feasting that day. It had been dark outside for a very long time and the fire was dying. I must have been sat there for a very long time. In fact, I'm not exactly sure I could still say that it was Christmas Day. All I knew was that I had been lost in my own thought for a very long time. It's just that I was so worried and scared. I had one hundred percent faith in Harry; I believed Voldermort was back. This alone was petrifying. However, what worried me even more, was that nobody was thinking about what would happen next. Even if Voldermort failed in gaining whatever weapon he was after, did they really think he would stop there? Voldermort would get powerful again. And then how long until he started going after members of the Order? I've been thinking about this and more for a very long time and the stress was now really getting to me. I put down my mug which I had been gripping in my hands so long the shape had started to imprint itself onto my palms. I put my head in my hands with my elbows on the table. How I wished that if I pressed my face in hard enough, I'd just be swallowed up and never have to even think about this anymore. I'd become so lost in thought, I almost didn't hear the footsteps enter the room.
'Hermione?' A voice said. I looked up to see Professor Lupin looking at me. He had a concerned look on his face and, for a moment, I was confused as to why, and then I realised how me sitting there with my face in my hands must have looked.
'Hello, Sir. Don't worry, I'm fine.' I said quickly, trying to shake his concern in vain. 'I was just thinking.'
'Anything you want to talk about?' He said still wearing the look of worry on his face. I don't know what it was. Maybe the sudden glimpse of comfort or just the fact that I had held it in for so long, but I started crying. It was just a single tear at first, but it was then followed by many more, all powered by my pent up emotions. As soon as I had started crying, Professor Lupin had sat in the chair next to me and and had started to hush me and stop me crying. At last, when I had finally stopped, Professor Lupin spoke properly.
'Hermione, what's troubling you?' I didn't want to, but I couldn't help myself. It all came pouring out. Professor Lupin did not say a word until it was over, he just sat and listened intently.
'...and now you must think I am a stupid, silly little girl who doesn't know what she's talking about.' I finished. 'Hermione, you could mistake a cat for a dog and nobody, let alone a person who spent a year teaching you, could ever think you silly or stupid.'
'T-thanks, Professor.' I replied, not knowing what else to say.
'Hermione, after it being nearly two years since I was your teacher, as well as the current circumstances we are under with the Order, I think you can call me Remus.' He said with a slight, but warm smile.
'Okay, Prof- Remus; I think that will take a little time to get in my head.' I said, with an even weaker smile. And that was it, I was off again. I hadn't had that much comfort in a long time, and I guess that I just wasn't used to it. To my surprise, Remus took my hands in his.
'It's okay not to always be so strong, Hermione'. I don't know how long we sat like that - I wasn't having a great night when it came to time keeping.
After God knows how long, Remus said, 'Come on, you should get some sleep.' I picked myself up and together we walked up the stairs. He walked me all the way to the door to the room in which I was staying. 'Hermione, if there is ever anything you ever need to talk about, you know where I am.'
'Thank you, Remus' I said opening the door. 'Good night.'