Hey guys, so I've had this story sitting on my computer for a while now and finally decided to publish the first (Well sort of) chapter. I have a bunch of things and events I want to take place in this story and the only thing I'm having trouble with is getting it started. I don't want things to take off two quickly because then in the end everything seems blown out of proportion you know? So I'm going to try to take it slow with these two for the first few chapters, get them to know each other and then I'll see where it leads them.
I don't know when I'll update the next chapter, maybe in a week :P lol maybe later, it kinda depends on how I feel about the next chapter I've written.
Anyway enjoy hopefully, :) The beginning was something I had written for a different stories ending but hey... why not here right? Anyway thanks for choosing my story, it's greatly appreciated on my part 3 Oh, and usually before my chapter starts I post quotes (one's others of myself have written) or song lyrics that suggest the feelings of the story. :) I love quotes.
Anyway Thanks thanks again.
"Forgetting the past is nearly impossible. We cannot forget the memories of what we've faced and what we've done. But we can accept that who we were may not be who we are now, and sometimes some greater force gives us the push to move forward. Sometimes you are removed from what you do know so that you can be shown what you don't know."
again ;)
Hermione's P.O.V.
In a world so big and confusing, where no one knows just who they were made to be, it's the little things that keep us moving. It isn't the uncertainty that follows every question, nor the uncertainty that demands an answer you cannot give but the uncertainty that pushes you forward searching, the beauty in the simplest things. The things we have now, and the things we try so hard to keep with us every day. What we cherish the most within our hearts and could not possibly ever let go. What we'd fight for, no matter what it is or who they are. No matter what they've done or what they are doing. It can be anything, from the smile of a child do the a cool nights breeze, whatever we hold dear to our hearts is what keeps life worthwhile; keeps us moving, and going.
Many years after the hectic year she spent in school repeating her seventh year did the young brunette find herself standing a few paces back watching a little girl with blonde curly hair put up in pig-tails and brown eyes. She was smiling up to the man currently guiding her through the streets by the strong but gentle touch of a hand. She saw the light in that little girls eyes when she looked up at her father, as he was her whole world, her life support and her wings. Just as her mother was the air she breathed, and the ground below her feet reminding her to live and dream on, and that just like the very ground below her feet, she would always be there while she wandered the world on her own when the time came. Just as the little boy with blonde hair and grey eyes in her father's arms lying fast asleep was an irreplaceable friend, someone to look after and teach, and to learn from and to ask questions with.
She looked at this family of three, and wondered how the little girl could be as fearless as she was while she explored the world that was as new to her as it was to any of them. Without worry or care this little girl took one step at a time onto a new adventure, not afraid she would fall because there was someone there to catch her, not afraid they wouldn't always be there because in her heart, mind, soul or the figure standing next to her, the ones she needed in her life, would always be there for her.
And maybe the little girl had a point already in her life, not to look ten steps ahead as her parents had probably done, but to take it in one step at a time. Do what needs to be done here and today, before moving on to tomorrow. The woman with brown hair watching the family ahead of her knew that as those children grew their opinions would change along with their dreams and desires. But she still hoped that as life became more challenging, more stressful, and disheartening but all the same filled with the light that is love, and that she will remember something her mother forgot.
To take one step at a time, one foot in front of the other, focus on today, think about tomorrow, and remember the past, but don't let it hold you back or in force your decisions. That she would take a breather every now and then, let go, and accept the imperfections in the world and those surrounded around her.
As her gaze directed to the man she smiled. Watching them a few steps back she began to wonder how everything came to be. How did her life end up like this? So perfect?
She couldn't specify when she fell in love with him; she did not know the day nor the time. She couldn't tell you what they were doing or what it was he had said. No, she did not know when she had fallen in love with him. But if she had to guess where everything started she had a pretty good guess.
Potions with the snakes were never enjoyable. With them snickering every time they jinxed Neville's cauldron to explode or when Snape takes away Gryffindor points just because he could. Not to mention the Slytherins were just a foul bunch no matter how easily the time slid by.
After the war many Slytherins had become more accepting to muggle-borns, they still didn't enjoy their presence very much but now a days the only real battles now were your day to day Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
"Be quiet. Today you will be brewing a dreamless sleep potion. Turn to page 571 in Advanced Potion-Making and you will be working with your desk partners. Hand in a sample at the end of class. Begin." Professor Snape instructed in his monotone voice before students were grabbing cauldrons, flipping pages, chopping ingredients, and boiling waters.
Around thirty minutes into the lesson Seamus' cauldron exploded spraying baby blue liquid on him and the unfortunate Patil working beside him who too was now covered in the gooey liquid.
Snape growled and made his way to the back to check on the state of the potion and the two students. He nodded seeing no harm done then said "Ten points from Gryffindor for carelessness and plain incompetence to follow simple directions." He drawled. "Mrs. Granger clean up that mess your incompetent house mates have successfully created." He said before walking back to the front of the class, cloak sweeping behind him adding effect.
She let out a sigh before looking at Harry who nodded signalling he was okay and then walked to the back to help Seamus and Parvati. She never really understood why Snape always insisted she cleaned up the mess another student created; Gryffindor or Slytherin. But she figured it was to take time away from her assignment hoping that it would drop her perfect mark and ruin her brightest witch of our age title giving it to a more deserving Slytherin. The only upside was the thought made her silently chuckle. Ferret boy now the brightest witch of our age she thought.
"Sorry Hermione." Seamus muttered head lowered as she began uttering spells to clean up their potion and repair their work station.
"It's okay, not your fault." She was just clearing away the baby blue liquid when a sneering voice sounded from just a few seats back on the other side of the room.
"Look at Miss mudblood, thinking she's so great at making potions and cleaning up potions. I bet you think you would never mess up on such a simple task, isn't that right Granger?" Said the blonde boy whose eyes were currently focused on her in torment.
"Shut up Malfoy. Just because you think you're better than everyone else doesn't mean others hold themselves to the same standards. I, unlike you do not think of myself as 'better than everyone else in every possible way', it is possible for me to mess up just as everyone else. Including you Malfoy." It never ceased to amaze her that after only two comments between the two they could capture the class' attention away from their cauldrons in hopes of a spare between the two rivals.
"Wrong again Granger, where my potion is still simmering and under control, yours looks like it could burst at any moment." He smirked nodding his head in the direction of her cauldron.
She looked over to her cauldron and sure enough bubbles were foaming over, hissing and popping, and splashing the desk tops. Harry who was supposed to be watching the potion had obviously turned to watch the small spat and had forgotten all about keeping the cauldron under control.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no." She said as she ran off towards her cauldron muttering spell after spell to keep it under control. However the cauldron had gone past the point of no return and no spell could stop it from exploding. So when it did, Hermione was the one that took on the full blast and was covered in the correct sunny coloured liquid it should have been. She quickly muttered a cleaning spell on herself and the mess was instantly gone however the explosion did not go unnoticed by one Professor Snape.
"Miss Granger, for disrupting the class ten points will be taken from Gryffindor. For failing to complete the assigned task of cleaning up another area five points will be taken from Gryffindor. For failing to complete a class assignment ten points will be taken from Gryffindor." He said in his taunting voice, daring her to defend herself. The Gryffindor's groaned as they heard twenty-five points would be taken off but when Professor Snape sent them each a glare they held their breath not wanting anymore points taken from their house.
Meanwhile the Slytherins, including a blonde boy where snickering all throughout the class. And none of them received glares or points taken from their house naturally.
"Professor, I can still complete the potion in the amount of time given." Hermione said calmly knowing anything remotely similar to complaints, whining or arguing would just result in more points from the house. The only thing that would work would be firm acceptance and perseverance. Hopefully.
"No Miss Granger, you are to take Miss Patil, Mr. Finnigan, and yourself up to the hospital wing straight away so Madame Pomfrey can make sure none of you are poisoned or any other terrible injury you may have. It would be dreadful if any of you were harmed." He almost smiled at the girl knowing how she would react. Not handing in an assignment would result in a zero. A zero given to her was unheard of.
"But Professor, I'm fine see-" She tried to reason with her Gryffindor hating professor but the man was stubborn.
"Ten points for arguing against a Professor's order." He said before turning back towards his desk.
With that she swiftly stomped out of the potions class quickly followed by two frightened Gryffindor's and only slowed for a quick 'Sod off Malfoy,' before completely disappearing from the dungeon class room.
It wasn't a long walk to the infirmary. They walked in silent for the most part only apologizing to each other for the loss of house points or being the cause of Hermione's zero. To which she replied, 'It wasn't your fault. That git Malfoy probably jinxed my potion or yours or something. I'll get him that insuferable git.' She snarled before quickening her pace hoping she could get back to potions to hand something in and avoid a zero.
After a few more minutes of silence they were half ran into the infirmary looking completely unharmed.
"Miss Granger, Miss Patil, Mr. Finnigan what can I do for you lot?" Madam Pomfrey asked while she made an empty cot.
"Professor Snape sent us up here after a few minor explosions during potions." She said informing the confused nurse standing before them.
"Very well, I'll do a quick check on you three. Who was hit by an explosion first?" She asked.
Both Parvati and Hermione pointed at Seamus who just smiled sheepishly before taking a step forward so Madam Pomfrey could do her job.
Each inspection only took roughly six minutes but by the time they were all finished and on their way back to class Professor Snape had already demanded all potion samples and released his students from class.
That left Hermione in a very foul mood for the rest of the day and the next day after. She'd get that git, he could be sure of it.
So there you go, that's the prologue for the rest of the story. I hope you liked it :) Reviews are appreciated and I hope to get the next chapter up soon so that you guys have a better idea of where the story is headed. After the first few chapters if you have anything you would like to add possibly I might see if I can fit it in :)
Thanks for reading 3
-Dini