A/N: Hola everyone! Whats up? Anyway, chapter five is finally here and there's plenty more to come, so don't flip out. So this is more than likely gonna be a H/H romance, but thats because most people voted for that match up. I honestly have nothing against a H/D fic but I just write what people vote. So in other words, if all you H/D people vote for a H/D romance then it'll happen. So catch you all later!
~Samantha
Disclaimer: All the charectors that you recognise belong to the wonderful and extremely great writer J.K. Rowling and all the others that you dont belong to the little old me! So puh-leezzee don't sue me.
Chapter 5
Hermione glared at the stone gargoyle that was guarding Professor Dumbledore's office from prying eyes. Hermione looked incredibly formidable with her hands on her hips and snarl on her usually pursed mouth. The gargoyle obviously wasn't very impressed for he stood more still than ever, refusing to let the group past him. Hermione could see why Dumbledore had picked this certain gargoye. He was rock solid. No pun intended. Hermione was just about to rupture her knuckels by punching the statue, when it stepped aside to let Dumbledore step through. Dumbledore stood up straight and noticed his visitors.
"Ahh yes, Miss Granger. What can I do for you today?" Dumbledore asked cheerfully.
"Hello Professor! I just wanted to ask you a few questions before we went to Charms." Hermione replied.
"Certaintly! Will the three of you please step into my office?"
The group followed Dumbledore, past the stone gargoyle(finally!) and down the long corrider. Dumbledore held the door open and Hermione led the way into his office. She sat down and nodded for Harry and Ron too as well. From the way that Hermione saw things, she was aware that the boys were intimidated by her. It was sort of a nice feeling to be in charge. Hermione spent all those years hiding behind Harry and Ron's shadows as the damsel in distress, but now she was out and ready to lead them on a mission. Which was exactly what she was going to do.
"Professor, I was thinking about something that the Sorting Hat said to me in our first year." Hermione began. Harry leaned forward to hear what she was going to say. Harry was interested in anything that had to do with the Sorting Hat. In his mind, the hat was a savoir. But we'll get into that later.
"Well, after I thought of the particular phrase-"
"What phrase?" Interupted Harry with an inquisitive look about him.
"Harry, let Miss Granger finish please." Dumbledore asked eyeing Harry pointedly.
"Oh! Yes, go on Hermi." Harry said sheepishly.
"So, the phrase was "put up with the consequences". You see, I was supposed to be in Ravenclaw, but the Hat switched its decision seconds before it was going to claim me a Ravenclaw and it called out Gryffindor. Anyway, right before I pulled the hat off to go and join my table, I heard it say the phrase, 'You'll have to put up with the consequences.' So that got me thinking, what consequences. Then I realized, it meant all the adventures that I have been on with Harry and Ron. But the problem was, it could have meant any adventure. Goodness knows that I've been through enough. So I was wondering if I could put the Hat back on to see what consequences I was supposed to "put up with"" Hermione explained in a fury of words.
"Well, the Sorting Hat has an amazing ability to see into the future. The ability was placed there by non other than Gordric Gryffindor himself. It was needed because the Hat was to see which house every student would do the best in. The Hat obviously wanted you in Gryffindor for two reasons, one, to be a help to Harry and his defeat against the Dark Lord and two, to strengthen the Gryffindor house and open the inner you." Dumbledore said and quite poetically despite himself.
"Oh well I understand that but can I try it on just to see what it says?"
"Certaintly, Miss Granger." Dumbledore replied and took the hat off the stool that it sat upon. He handed it to Hermione and she jammed it on her head, just as she had done that long seven years ago.
"Ahh, I remember you, Hermione Granger. You're the one who was to be in Ravenclaw but you wanted me to put you in Gryffindor. Please remind me what that reason was?" Said the Hat with a soft voice. Hermione cringed and remembered that the Hat could read one's mind.
"Oh yes. Of course Miss Granger. You wanted to be in Gryffindor because of Harry Potter. You were quite smitten with him, weren't you?" The Hat said with a hint of amusement in it's dreamlike voice.
Well, yes. I did have a fancy for Harry, but not enough to put me in Gryffindor. Was there? Hermione thought.
"Oh it was there, plain as day, but no it wasn't enough to be in Gryffindor just for that. There was something else. Something larger." The Hat revealed. Hermione felt her body stiffen as though the Hat was going to say something life-shattering.
Well? What was it? If it wasn't all my fancy for Harry then what was it? Hermione thought and threatened to tear the Hat to bits if it tell her.
"Oh tear me to bits will you?" The Hat asked mockingly. "I really don't think
so Hermione. But I will tell you. I placed you in Gryffindor because you were too smart for Ravenclaw. I knew about young Potter's later adventures and you couldn't very well help him from the Ravenclaw common room. Harry needs you and you are the only one who can help him."
What about Ron and Draco? They are to come also. Won't they contribute anything? Hermione thought desperately.
"Oh Ronald Weasley and Draco Malfoy? Yes, they will come in handy. Ronald will save Harry's life more than one time and Draco will ward off the Dark Spells for sure, but you will be the most help of them all." The Hat explained.
How will I help. I have only book smarts, not physical, broom riding, that sort of smart. Hermione asked.
"Hermione, what I am about to tell you will taint all of your adventures. I hope that you are ready. I see, you are. Miss Granger, as you know, you are going with Harry to save his life. What you don't know is that in order to save his life, you will give your's in the process."
What the hell are you talking about? You dumb hat! You're a bunch of mouldy old cloth sewn together a thousand years ago. I am not going to give my life for Harry. Of course I love him, what a dumb question, honestly. But I am not giving my life for him. Hermione yelled to the voice in her head.
"Granger!" The Hat's voice barked. "Dig deeper. Look some more and tell yourself now that you won't save Potter's life with the death of your own."
Hermione thought and knew that there was no way to deny it. She would give her life for Harry's. He was needed more than her. He was to defeat Lord Voldemort and save the world. Hermione was going to help, even if it meant giving up her own life to save his. She silently removed the hat from her head, knowing that it had heard her decision. Hermione turned to Harry with tears in her eyes. Harry saw the tears and he grabbed her hand.
"Hermione, whats wrong? What did it tell you?" Harry asked.
"Oh nothing. Just that the consequence was you." She lied with a lump forming in her throat. She just couldn't tell him what the hat had told her. It would just be too painful for him.
"Thats not funny, Hermi!" Harry scolded and turned to Ron. "Can you believe it? She dragged us all the way down here to say that the consequence was me!"
"Oh yeah, thanks Hermione. Can we get to Charms?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Sure." Hermione replied simply.
Hermione glanced over at Professor Dumbledore and gasped. He was standing over the silver sieve, sorting through his thoughts. He pressed his wand to his temple and removed a silvery strand of mist. She could faintly see the outline of her face and the Sorting Hat on her head before the thought was sifted into the sieve. She knew that Dumbledore would remember this forever. Hermione grabbed her bag and almost flew out of the office and past the gargoyle, tears streaming down her face. She ran through the school not knowing where she was going.
"Hermione, stop please!" She heard Harry call.
Hermione didn't stop, she kept running, the same words going through her head. You will give your life in order to save his. Suddenly she halted at a closed door and without thinking, opened it and stepped in. She vaguely recognised this room. Then it dawned on her. This was the room that held the Mirror of Erised in her first year. She turned to the spot where the mirror would have stood and wished for it to be there. Then she could gaze into it, seeing the thing that she wanted most. Suddenly the door opened and Hermoine spun around. It was Harry.
"Hermione, I knew that I'd find you here." Harry said and shut the door behind him.
"Hullo Harry." Hermoine replied sullenly.
"Hermi, whats the matter. You can tell me. I know you can." Harry said pulling her into his arms. Hermione immediately melted and put her head on Harry's masculine shoulder. She started to cry, her tears soaking the thin fabric of Harry's robe.
"Oh Harry! I can't tell you! If I did then you wouldn't ever speak to me again." Hermione cried.
"Please Hermione, tell me. I swear that nothing will change between us."
Harry pleaded.
Hermione looked up into Harry's face and broke down again. She wanted to tell him, but she knew that something would happen to their perfect relationship. No, Hermione thought to herself, I have to tell him. I can't just die when we are fighting without giving him a forewarning.
"Harry," Hermione said pulling away from his embrace, " it was something that the Sorting Hat said."
"What?" Harry asked.
"It told me that I was needed on these upcoming missions for a specific reason."
"Well yes, we need you because you know almost every spell in the book." Harry answered, looking quite confused.
"No Harry. Not because I know every spell in the book. Because I'm to die while saving your life." Hermione revealed and felt a mental block settle on her heart when she saw Harry's face full of horror.
"What? Hermione, you have got to be kidding. You're not going to die saving my life. What a stupid thing for the Hat to say." Harry said, almost pleading her to believe him. But there was something in Hermione's eyes that told him otherwise and it was Harry who broke down into tears this time.
"Please Harry! Don't cry!" Hermione cried as Harry sank down to the floor in tears.
Hermione sat down and put his head in her lap to comfort him. He just turned the other way, his tears streaming down his face. Ordinarily, Hermione wasn't a religious person, she didn't even have a religion. But now Hermione dropped all false pretenses and began to pray silently for help.
Please God, I know that I haven't been your biggest fan but please help me now. Help Harry compose himself so he can do the job that he will face, and help him so that when I die for him, he won't spend his life in mourning. Amen. Hermione prayed, hoping that God had gotton her message.
~~**~~
"Now Lucius. I thought that you we're smart enough to figure out what we must do?" Voldemort chaisted.
Lucius continued to look dumbstruck so Voldemort put his idea into more simple words that such a person could understand.
"Lucius. I want you to contact the Browns. I know that they have a daughter named Lavender. She just happens to be in her seventh year at Hogwarts. She must take the Polyjuice Potion to look like Ms. Granger and draw Draco away from the Mudblood. That will leave me an open path to Potter and Granger and I will finish them off myself."
~Samantha
Disclaimer: All the charectors that you recognise belong to the wonderful and extremely great writer J.K. Rowling and all the others that you dont belong to the little old me! So puh-leezzee don't sue me.
Chapter 5
Hermione glared at the stone gargoyle that was guarding Professor Dumbledore's office from prying eyes. Hermione looked incredibly formidable with her hands on her hips and snarl on her usually pursed mouth. The gargoyle obviously wasn't very impressed for he stood more still than ever, refusing to let the group past him. Hermione could see why Dumbledore had picked this certain gargoye. He was rock solid. No pun intended. Hermione was just about to rupture her knuckels by punching the statue, when it stepped aside to let Dumbledore step through. Dumbledore stood up straight and noticed his visitors.
"Ahh yes, Miss Granger. What can I do for you today?" Dumbledore asked cheerfully.
"Hello Professor! I just wanted to ask you a few questions before we went to Charms." Hermione replied.
"Certaintly! Will the three of you please step into my office?"
The group followed Dumbledore, past the stone gargoyle(finally!) and down the long corrider. Dumbledore held the door open and Hermione led the way into his office. She sat down and nodded for Harry and Ron too as well. From the way that Hermione saw things, she was aware that the boys were intimidated by her. It was sort of a nice feeling to be in charge. Hermione spent all those years hiding behind Harry and Ron's shadows as the damsel in distress, but now she was out and ready to lead them on a mission. Which was exactly what she was going to do.
"Professor, I was thinking about something that the Sorting Hat said to me in our first year." Hermione began. Harry leaned forward to hear what she was going to say. Harry was interested in anything that had to do with the Sorting Hat. In his mind, the hat was a savoir. But we'll get into that later.
"Well, after I thought of the particular phrase-"
"What phrase?" Interupted Harry with an inquisitive look about him.
"Harry, let Miss Granger finish please." Dumbledore asked eyeing Harry pointedly.
"Oh! Yes, go on Hermi." Harry said sheepishly.
"So, the phrase was "put up with the consequences". You see, I was supposed to be in Ravenclaw, but the Hat switched its decision seconds before it was going to claim me a Ravenclaw and it called out Gryffindor. Anyway, right before I pulled the hat off to go and join my table, I heard it say the phrase, 'You'll have to put up with the consequences.' So that got me thinking, what consequences. Then I realized, it meant all the adventures that I have been on with Harry and Ron. But the problem was, it could have meant any adventure. Goodness knows that I've been through enough. So I was wondering if I could put the Hat back on to see what consequences I was supposed to "put up with"" Hermione explained in a fury of words.
"Well, the Sorting Hat has an amazing ability to see into the future. The ability was placed there by non other than Gordric Gryffindor himself. It was needed because the Hat was to see which house every student would do the best in. The Hat obviously wanted you in Gryffindor for two reasons, one, to be a help to Harry and his defeat against the Dark Lord and two, to strengthen the Gryffindor house and open the inner you." Dumbledore said and quite poetically despite himself.
"Oh well I understand that but can I try it on just to see what it says?"
"Certaintly, Miss Granger." Dumbledore replied and took the hat off the stool that it sat upon. He handed it to Hermione and she jammed it on her head, just as she had done that long seven years ago.
"Ahh, I remember you, Hermione Granger. You're the one who was to be in Ravenclaw but you wanted me to put you in Gryffindor. Please remind me what that reason was?" Said the Hat with a soft voice. Hermione cringed and remembered that the Hat could read one's mind.
"Oh yes. Of course Miss Granger. You wanted to be in Gryffindor because of Harry Potter. You were quite smitten with him, weren't you?" The Hat said with a hint of amusement in it's dreamlike voice.
Well, yes. I did have a fancy for Harry, but not enough to put me in Gryffindor. Was there? Hermione thought.
"Oh it was there, plain as day, but no it wasn't enough to be in Gryffindor just for that. There was something else. Something larger." The Hat revealed. Hermione felt her body stiffen as though the Hat was going to say something life-shattering.
Well? What was it? If it wasn't all my fancy for Harry then what was it? Hermione thought and threatened to tear the Hat to bits if it tell her.
"Oh tear me to bits will you?" The Hat asked mockingly. "I really don't think
so Hermione. But I will tell you. I placed you in Gryffindor because you were too smart for Ravenclaw. I knew about young Potter's later adventures and you couldn't very well help him from the Ravenclaw common room. Harry needs you and you are the only one who can help him."
What about Ron and Draco? They are to come also. Won't they contribute anything? Hermione thought desperately.
"Oh Ronald Weasley and Draco Malfoy? Yes, they will come in handy. Ronald will save Harry's life more than one time and Draco will ward off the Dark Spells for sure, but you will be the most help of them all." The Hat explained.
How will I help. I have only book smarts, not physical, broom riding, that sort of smart. Hermione asked.
"Hermione, what I am about to tell you will taint all of your adventures. I hope that you are ready. I see, you are. Miss Granger, as you know, you are going with Harry to save his life. What you don't know is that in order to save his life, you will give your's in the process."
What the hell are you talking about? You dumb hat! You're a bunch of mouldy old cloth sewn together a thousand years ago. I am not going to give my life for Harry. Of course I love him, what a dumb question, honestly. But I am not giving my life for him. Hermione yelled to the voice in her head.
"Granger!" The Hat's voice barked. "Dig deeper. Look some more and tell yourself now that you won't save Potter's life with the death of your own."
Hermione thought and knew that there was no way to deny it. She would give her life for Harry's. He was needed more than her. He was to defeat Lord Voldemort and save the world. Hermione was going to help, even if it meant giving up her own life to save his. She silently removed the hat from her head, knowing that it had heard her decision. Hermione turned to Harry with tears in her eyes. Harry saw the tears and he grabbed her hand.
"Hermione, whats wrong? What did it tell you?" Harry asked.
"Oh nothing. Just that the consequence was you." She lied with a lump forming in her throat. She just couldn't tell him what the hat had told her. It would just be too painful for him.
"Thats not funny, Hermi!" Harry scolded and turned to Ron. "Can you believe it? She dragged us all the way down here to say that the consequence was me!"
"Oh yeah, thanks Hermione. Can we get to Charms?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Sure." Hermione replied simply.
Hermione glanced over at Professor Dumbledore and gasped. He was standing over the silver sieve, sorting through his thoughts. He pressed his wand to his temple and removed a silvery strand of mist. She could faintly see the outline of her face and the Sorting Hat on her head before the thought was sifted into the sieve. She knew that Dumbledore would remember this forever. Hermione grabbed her bag and almost flew out of the office and past the gargoyle, tears streaming down her face. She ran through the school not knowing where she was going.
"Hermione, stop please!" She heard Harry call.
Hermione didn't stop, she kept running, the same words going through her head. You will give your life in order to save his. Suddenly she halted at a closed door and without thinking, opened it and stepped in. She vaguely recognised this room. Then it dawned on her. This was the room that held the Mirror of Erised in her first year. She turned to the spot where the mirror would have stood and wished for it to be there. Then she could gaze into it, seeing the thing that she wanted most. Suddenly the door opened and Hermoine spun around. It was Harry.
"Hermione, I knew that I'd find you here." Harry said and shut the door behind him.
"Hullo Harry." Hermoine replied sullenly.
"Hermi, whats the matter. You can tell me. I know you can." Harry said pulling her into his arms. Hermione immediately melted and put her head on Harry's masculine shoulder. She started to cry, her tears soaking the thin fabric of Harry's robe.
"Oh Harry! I can't tell you! If I did then you wouldn't ever speak to me again." Hermione cried.
"Please Hermione, tell me. I swear that nothing will change between us."
Harry pleaded.
Hermione looked up into Harry's face and broke down again. She wanted to tell him, but she knew that something would happen to their perfect relationship. No, Hermione thought to herself, I have to tell him. I can't just die when we are fighting without giving him a forewarning.
"Harry," Hermione said pulling away from his embrace, " it was something that the Sorting Hat said."
"What?" Harry asked.
"It told me that I was needed on these upcoming missions for a specific reason."
"Well yes, we need you because you know almost every spell in the book." Harry answered, looking quite confused.
"No Harry. Not because I know every spell in the book. Because I'm to die while saving your life." Hermione revealed and felt a mental block settle on her heart when she saw Harry's face full of horror.
"What? Hermione, you have got to be kidding. You're not going to die saving my life. What a stupid thing for the Hat to say." Harry said, almost pleading her to believe him. But there was something in Hermione's eyes that told him otherwise and it was Harry who broke down into tears this time.
"Please Harry! Don't cry!" Hermione cried as Harry sank down to the floor in tears.
Hermione sat down and put his head in her lap to comfort him. He just turned the other way, his tears streaming down his face. Ordinarily, Hermione wasn't a religious person, she didn't even have a religion. But now Hermione dropped all false pretenses and began to pray silently for help.
Please God, I know that I haven't been your biggest fan but please help me now. Help Harry compose himself so he can do the job that he will face, and help him so that when I die for him, he won't spend his life in mourning. Amen. Hermione prayed, hoping that God had gotton her message.
~~**~~
"Now Lucius. I thought that you we're smart enough to figure out what we must do?" Voldemort chaisted.
Lucius continued to look dumbstruck so Voldemort put his idea into more simple words that such a person could understand.
"Lucius. I want you to contact the Browns. I know that they have a daughter named Lavender. She just happens to be in her seventh year at Hogwarts. She must take the Polyjuice Potion to look like Ms. Granger and draw Draco away from the Mudblood. That will leave me an open path to Potter and Granger and I will finish them off myself."