The Games We Play
Harry Potter Story
The Games We Play Prologue/Chapter 1
Summary: The last thing she remembered was Charlie Weasley taking her out onto the dance floor and then before he could even twirl her around once an explosion went off. They knew that the remaining Death Eaters would try to attack, too caught up in their pureblood supremacy for any other option, what they didn't think they would try to do was crash one of the Golden Trio's wedding.
Chapter Excerpt: "So besides the fact that Luna hates us and made us where our hair in this ghastly manner-" "it was either the hair or the dresses that would be unique." interrupted Hermione as Ginny continued on with her rant, "-I find that this was a very nice wedding wouldn't you say?" "Besides the shocking fact that Ron is the first of us to get married. Yes a very nice wedding."
Pairing: James Potter x Hermione Granger
Rated: M+
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"Ugh; what did we ever do wrong?" moaned Ginny as she looked at her hair in the mirror once more, "We were always nice to Luna in school, weren't we?"
"We had to compromise for the dresses, remember?" reminded Hermione as she threw her braided hair over her shoulder; it fell falling to the middle of her back where the corset of her golden and white dress was set.
"I know but still do you see my hair." and in truth Hermione had to agree, Ginny's fire red locks were no better than her own at the moment but Hermione did have to admit that she'd rather look at her own hair like it is now than acknowledge the giant bow atop her head. If she was being quite honest with herself she could also do without the metallic sky blue heels Luna chose for her to wear along with one matching set of metallic blue and orange ribbons braided throughout her hair. Ginny luckily was a lot more well off than she.
Ginny only had one orange ribbon tied through her red hair matched with a white bow atop her own head much like hers, though the green dress with diamond starburst side suited her well and she had upon her feet a pair of silver stilettos which much to Hermione's annoyance she could walk perfectly with.
"I did have you seen mine?" asked Hermione back trying to control the younger girl's temper, "Can't you just imagine what it'll look like when it gets away from these blasted bows and ribbons and out of this braid. I won't be able to control it for the next week!" she exclaimed in mock horror but the look of horrified astonishment left when as her hope a smile lit up the youngest Weasley's face and she let out a loud giggle.
"I suppose you're right." she conceded, "We should head out and check on Luna one last time before the big moment."
"Yes I suppose." spoke Hermione a pause of dread filled her, unfortunately Ginny noticed,
"You alright? Not gonna stop the wedding cause you want my brother all to yourself?" asked Ginny poking fun of her friend from the kiss she and Ron had in their sixth year after she nursed him back to health from her canary attack.
"Merlin no, I pray Luna knows what she's getting into because Ron has an official no return policy." said Hermione joking in a different direction.
"Don't I know it. It'll be her turn to watch him eat like how he does. It'll be a blessing to have that out of the house." Ginny agreed soon forgetting Hermione's moment of dread as she dragged her friend from the room luckily this time she didn't see the look of contemplation on Hermione's face.
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The actual ceremony went by fairly faster than she would have thought, when she was merely a guest at Bill and Fleur's wedding the event felt like it took forever at least up until the Death Eaters attacked that is. She distinctly remembered things going a hell lot faster after that happened. Though being hunted by a corrupt ministry would make everyday life feel like a giant blur. Hermione's somber thought were interrupted as a tall redhead made his way over to her.
"So it was a nice wedding wasn't it?" asked Charlie looking around nervously as if waiting for a dragon to jump out and attack him at any given moment.
"Mrs. Weasley trying to play matchmaker again?" asked Hermione with a smile
"Do you mind?" asked Charlie offering his hand to Hermione as she shook her head and accepted his hand as he led her to the dance floor.
"Your mother might actually think we have a thing for each other if you keep asking me to dance with you at your brothers' weddings." started Hermione with a smile
"Nah she probably hopes you'll fall for one of the twins. Be able to keep 'em in line and what not." joked Charlie a smirk planted firmly on his tan face
"I have an older cousin, he's a redhead; and I know it's a bit illogical but dating you or one of your brothers just seems a little weird for me." said Hermione with a smirk of her own.
"Pity." bemoaned the dragon keeper, pitifully. "I myself was hoping Percy would ask you out, you know have red and frizzy haired book-wormish babies running around the burrow."
"Definitely not." argued Hermione making small gagging noises in the back of her throat.
"I suppose. Could you imagine Weasley read hair mixed with hair uncontrollably frizzy?" horror mocked Charlie
"You know that's the second time today you've managed to make fun of my hair and my hypothetical children. Perhaps I shall leave you with some better company. Your mother perhaps?" threatened Hermione in a joking manner she was rewarded when she heard the dragon tamer's deep rumbling laugh go through her entire body.
"Then perhaps we should continue our dance in silence." Charlie suggested though before Hermione could make a thought to form an answer a loud explosion coming from where the head of the east table sat.
When the dust cleared and her senses overtook once more she blocked out the nearby and far away screams of party goers and made her way to where she now saw black cloaks. Somewhere off to her left she felt Charlie grab his wand and make his way after her. She barely dodged a jet of green light heading her way before she took notice of two of the only Death Eaters not wearing their masks, Bellatrix and Dolohov.
She made a quick decision of who she would fight and more discreetly than she thought she was even capable she moved to the left and effectively forced Charlie as if she were telling him aloud that he was to fight Bellatrix. She marked her target as Dolohov and it was he alone whom she truly wanted to fight.
Charlie looked at her worriedly for less than a second before a green light much like the one Hermione dodged earlier forced him to face the demented witch ahead of him. Essentially leaving Hermione to fend for herself.
"Well I must say I'm surprised I would have thought for sure you would have chosen Bellatrix to duel with. Though I must say it would be an honor to kill you myself, filthy little mudblood."
Hermione looked at the man ahead of her the one that nearly killed her her fifth year at Hogwarts in the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry. Though that very reason struck fear within her entire body the rage and adrenaline she felt when she thought of how this man killed Remus and his son, Teddy. Right before Tonks' eyes too, the poor metamorphous eventually went on a suicide mission for the Order three days later, seeking to destroy the man who killed her family; instead she died at the hands of Voldemort himself before she could even see the man.
"You killed them." she stated simply before raising her wand and watched in hidden glee as Dolohov's form flew five feet back.
"Ah wordless magic apparently Dumbledore did teach you three something useful. before the old bastard died."
Hermione felt her anger rise at the obvious insult to the once great wizard, and she felt herself raise her wand again the same time Dolohov raised his, she barely had time to dodge the first killing curse he sent towards her though the same time he tried again she attempted her first Crucio.
A Dark curse escaped her lips and she entered a state of shock. It wasn't until too late she noticed the off color the curse she sent out was due to a wrong motion of her wrist, she barely turned to run when her yellow curse hit his green and an explosion went off Dolohov's killing curse reflecting back onto him killing him instantly and that was the last thing Hermione realized before she noticed her own curse reflect back on her, her surroundings shifting to that of what appeared to be the Forbidden Forest and then all she knew was black.
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The Games We Play
Harry Potter Story
The Games We Play Prologue/Chapter 1
Summary: The last thing she remembered was Charlie Weasley taking her out onto the dance floor and then before he could even twirl her around once an explosion went off. They knew that the remaining Death Eaters would try to attack, too caught up in their pureblood supremacy for any other option, what they didn't think they would try to do was crash one of the Golden Trio's wedding.
Chapter Excerpt: "So besides the fact that Luna hates us and made us where our hair in this ghastly manner-" "it was either the hair or the dresses that would be unique." interrupted Hermione as Ginny continued on with her rant, "-I find that this was a very nice wedding wouldn't you say?" "Besides the shocking fact that Ron is the first of us to get married. Yes a very nice wedding."
Pairing: James Potter x Hermione Granger
Rated: M+
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