This is my very first fic! It is AU (Alternate Universe) and is inspired by Ayashi no Ceres, an anime. Please read and review, constructive criticism is very much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Harry Potter, nor do I own the plotline of Ayashi no Ceres. If you sue me, you will only get my bills.
On with the story!
Cheers,
(...:::Fiery Aries:::...)
Chapter One: The Prophecy
Hermione walked in step with her friends, enjoying the relaxing heat of the day, without a care. It was Friday, and seventh years were allowed to go to Hogsmeade on weekends for as long as they liked, as long as they came back before the 11 o'clock curfew, which left Hermione plenty of time to choose a birthday present for herself.
Harry and Ron were talking about Quidditch on her left, totally unaware of everything as they retold the best and worst aspects of the latest Quidditch match. Ginny and Lavender discussed ideas for a Christmas party, which they were planning for next month. Hermione wasn't really listening, just putting in "Yeah," and "Good idea," at regular intervals, while looking around for something that caught her eye.
"Hey Mione, found anything that's caught your eye yet?" asked Harry, breaking through her daydreams.
"Huh? Oh, right, no, not yet. Anything to recommend? And not books, Harry, I've got enough books in my room to last five centuries!" exclaimed Hermione, who, impossible as it may seem, actually did have one too many books on her bookshelf.
"Hey, hey, I wasn't going to! I just thought you might like that shop over there," he pointed to a small shop a few metres away, "I think it's a perfume shop. Why don't you check it out?" he suggested. Hermione looked to the two girls, who nodded their approval.
"Good idea, thanks Harry. Do you guys want to wait in Zonko's while we go off for a little while?" she asked, not wanting to annoy the boys with her somewhat finicky tastes for perfume.
"Sure, meet us in..." he looked at his watch, "half an hour in The Three Broomsticks. We can have some Butterbeer, and then we'll stop at Honeydukes, get enough sweets for a midnight snack, and head back to the castle. Will that be okay?" he asked, and Hermione nodded.
"See you later, then," Hermione said, then left with Ginny and Lavender to the shop. It was called 'Saphira', and was beautifully furnished with different shades of blue satin sheets draped over the shelves, lit with candles floating around the room. Bottles sat upon silk cushions. There weren't too many perfumes, but they were all tastefully selected, and they had a hard time choosing a good perfume, not too strong, but not too weak, either.
Finally, after much debating between the three girls, they selected a perfume called 'Etheria'. Hermione left the store, feeling very happy. They set off for The Three Broomsticks, chatting away, when Hermione realised she had left her wand at Saphira.
"You guys go ahead; I'll just go back and get my wand. Don't wait for me, I'll only take two minutes," she told Ginny and Lavender, and walked back to the shop. Thankfully, she found it safe on a shelf, and she set off back to The Three Broomsticks.
Hermione was just thinking about her birthday tomorrow, planning what to do, when she almost bumped into someone. A tall, thin and black someone. She looked up to find herself face to face with-
"Professor Snape," she said politely, nodding her head in acknowledgement.
"Miss Granger," he replied curtly, then stepped to the side and strode away, leaving Hermione looking back at him.
Hermione shook her head, a little dazed, then walked up to The Three Broomsticks, and entered. There, she saw Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean, Neville, Ginny, Lavender and Parvati, who has been deep in conversation, suddenly stopped when she entered, though she didn't notice.
"Did you guys invite the whole Gryffindor Tower, or what?" Hermione asked jokingly, sitting down between Harry and Parvati, grabbing a Butterbeer from the centre of the table. Soon she was enjoying herself, just relaxing with her friends, talking about whatever came up.
"Hey guys, we'd better get going if we're gonna get enough stuff for midnight and not get caught after curfew!" exclaimed Ron, who had just noticed the time. It was already 10:20, so they hurriedly bought some more Butterbeer for later, and headed off to Honeydukes. They argued over what to get before heaving a huge pile of snacks and goodies onto the counter.
"Midnight snack?" asked the lady at the counter, who winked, "Don't worry, my lips are sealed," she said, and gave them the bags.
The Gryffindors were heading back to the Tower. They passed the North Tower on the way there, and Hermione spotted a crystal orb rolling at the foot of the stairs. I'd better return it, she thought. She told the others that she'd be right down in a minute, because she was going to return the orb. They agreed to wait at the bottom of the stairs.
Picking up the orb, she ascended the stairs. When she knocked on the classroom door, no one answered, so she walked in, placing the orb on the desk. She was about to head back when she felt a thin, bony hand on her shoulder. Startled, she jumped, and turned around, wand at the ready. Instead she saw Professor Trelawney. She sighed with relief.
"Professor, I just wan..." she started, but she trailed off when she noticed Trelawney looking strangely blank. She was about to ask what was wrong when suddenly Trelawney began speaking, but her voice was very different from her normal, misty tones.
'When 18 stars and moons have passed, the celestial will rise again, revealing the powers of the one with her spirit. She will unite with the chosen guardian to vanquish the Dark Lord. When 18 stars and moons have passed, her powers will awaken. She will be stronger than all others, when 18 stars and moons have passed.'
Hermione stared, wide eyed at Professor Trelawney, who suddenly snapped out of her trance. Hermione backed away, before turning and running out as fast as she could.
Whew! Don't ask me why, but that was hard to write. But, I think it came out quite well. Hope you like it! Please review.
Cheers,
(..:::Fiery Aries:::..)