The Dragon, The Snake and The Hawk
Coming Back
Hermione Granger sat looking out the window of the train. She watched the trees, sky, and grass roll by. She was thinking about everything that had happened in her 6th year. Ron had died saving her from the killing curse. That memory brought a sharp pain to her chest. It had taken four months to finally stop crying herself to sleep. She still had nightmares about that night. Tears rolled freely down her cheeks now. She missed him so much. Harry blamed her, Ron's parents blamed her, thought they said they didn't. They did though, it was in their eyes. In everyone's eyes.
She looked to the door to see someone watching her. It took a moment for it to register who it was. * Draco Malfoy* she thought. Ironically, they had become friends just after Ron's death. For Draco had also lost someone special in the war, his mother.
"Care if I sit down?" He asked
"No." Hermione answered shaking her head. He came and sat beside her, gently wiping away a few stray tears.
"How was your summer Mya? He asked taking her hand.
"Bleak, I'm sorry I didn't answer your last letter I was sick and then I realized I hadn't even started on the summers homework." She said tiredly. "How was yours?"
"Lonely, Crabbe and Goyle came a few times. That helped some. But between visits and your letters there wasn't anything to do. Except homework. I still can't believe they gave us homework after all that had happened." He said shaking his head.
"Do you know who made Head Boy and Head Girl?" Hermione asked suddenly.
"Potter and some Ravenclaw girl. Why weren't you chosen?"
"I didn't want it. I have enough to think about already. Dumbledore did grant me a room away from everyone. And their accusing eyes." She was near tears again.
Draco brushed a lone tear off her cheek. "Don't think about them, they weren't there. They don't know what happened."
"You weren't there either." She said trying to smile and failing miserably.
"I took the time to listen didn't I?" He replied. Hermione looked out at the setting sun.
"We'll be there soon." She said plainly. Draco looked out the window and at his watch.
"You should change. I'll look for you when we disembark okay?" Draco said looking at her.
"Okay, see you then." Hermione answered. She changed quickly and ran brush through her hair. She had just finished when the train stopped. She walked out on the platform and looked around for Draco.
"Hermione!" She turned to see Neville Longbottom smiling at her.
"Oh, hello Neville. Have you seen," She spotted him "Gotta go talk to you later!" She said smiling and waving. *I've become a good actress, fooling everyone into thinking I'm happy. Well, except for Draco.* She thought to herself.
Hermione and Draco walked side by side silently to the carriages with Crabbe and Goyle behind. Draco opened the door for Hermione and she stepped in and sat. Draco sat next to her with Crabbe and Goyle across. They rode to the castle in silence and upon reaching their destination Draco helped Mya down. *This is the first time I've ever seen the thestrals.* She thought. She suddenly had another thought.
"Draco, have you heard from your father?" She whispered. Draco frowned and shook hi head.
"No, I haven't." The tone of his voice made Hermione regret asking about it.
When they entered the Great Hall, they separated and Hermione sat between Lavender and Neville. Ginny and Harry sat as far away from her as they could. Of all the Weaslys, Ginny was the only one who openly blamed her. Hermione sighed, nothing was going to be the same.
"Hermione!" Lavender said excitedly, "Have you seen the latest Teen Witch Magazine? *Well one thing is the same at least* Hermione thought.
"No Lavender, I haven't, why?" She automatically knew she'd regret that one.
"It had the best new dresses for the Yule Ball! It has the prettiest red dress that would look really darling on you!" Lavender said smiling. Hermione smiled back *Good old Lavender. Hey wait.*
"Yule Ball? What Yule Ball?" Hermione asked
"Didn't you hear? The Prefects, and the Head Boy and Head girl all decided on it! Really Hermione you should pay more attention to these things." Lavender scolded
"Why? What's the point?" Hermione said tiredly. The Sorting Ceremony was beginning.
"I'll tell you after the ceremony. My cousin is being sorted today, she's ever so cute. Her name is Rose, but we all call her Rosie." Lavender said happily.
When the Sorting Ceremony was over ( Rosie was in Gryffindor, figure that), Lavender again turned to Hermione.
"As, I was saying, there's going to be a Yule Ball, and you should pay attention to these
things because it will help your social life! Who will you go with since Ron isn't here? No matter, I'll find someone for you." Lavender said not knowing how much she had wounded Hermione with her words. Hermione felt angry at Lavender for her careless words, then thought it was just Lavender being Lavender. That still didn't take away the pain in her heart. She ate next to nothing and spoke even less.
"Professor Dumbledore bid them all goodnight and they all exited. Hermione broke away from everyone else and walked towards her room trying to remember the directions Dumbledore had sent her. She finally found it and looked around. It was a good sized room with a queen sized bed, desk, bedside table and couch in front of a fireplace. * Dear Professor Dumbledore* she thought. She turned a know that she thought as to her closet. It turned out to be a small bathroom. *This is almost as good as being Head Girl.* she thought pleased. She got ready for bed and slide between the cool sheet. She fell asleep almost instantly.
Coming Back
Hermione Granger sat looking out the window of the train. She watched the trees, sky, and grass roll by. She was thinking about everything that had happened in her 6th year. Ron had died saving her from the killing curse. That memory brought a sharp pain to her chest. It had taken four months to finally stop crying herself to sleep. She still had nightmares about that night. Tears rolled freely down her cheeks now. She missed him so much. Harry blamed her, Ron's parents blamed her, thought they said they didn't. They did though, it was in their eyes. In everyone's eyes.
She looked to the door to see someone watching her. It took a moment for it to register who it was. * Draco Malfoy* she thought. Ironically, they had become friends just after Ron's death. For Draco had also lost someone special in the war, his mother.
"Care if I sit down?" He asked
"No." Hermione answered shaking her head. He came and sat beside her, gently wiping away a few stray tears.
"How was your summer Mya? He asked taking her hand.
"Bleak, I'm sorry I didn't answer your last letter I was sick and then I realized I hadn't even started on the summers homework." She said tiredly. "How was yours?"
"Lonely, Crabbe and Goyle came a few times. That helped some. But between visits and your letters there wasn't anything to do. Except homework. I still can't believe they gave us homework after all that had happened." He said shaking his head.
"Do you know who made Head Boy and Head Girl?" Hermione asked suddenly.
"Potter and some Ravenclaw girl. Why weren't you chosen?"
"I didn't want it. I have enough to think about already. Dumbledore did grant me a room away from everyone. And their accusing eyes." She was near tears again.
Draco brushed a lone tear off her cheek. "Don't think about them, they weren't there. They don't know what happened."
"You weren't there either." She said trying to smile and failing miserably.
"I took the time to listen didn't I?" He replied. Hermione looked out at the setting sun.
"We'll be there soon." She said plainly. Draco looked out the window and at his watch.
"You should change. I'll look for you when we disembark okay?" Draco said looking at her.
"Okay, see you then." Hermione answered. She changed quickly and ran brush through her hair. She had just finished when the train stopped. She walked out on the platform and looked around for Draco.
"Hermione!" She turned to see Neville Longbottom smiling at her.
"Oh, hello Neville. Have you seen," She spotted him "Gotta go talk to you later!" She said smiling and waving. *I've become a good actress, fooling everyone into thinking I'm happy. Well, except for Draco.* She thought to herself.
Hermione and Draco walked side by side silently to the carriages with Crabbe and Goyle behind. Draco opened the door for Hermione and she stepped in and sat. Draco sat next to her with Crabbe and Goyle across. They rode to the castle in silence and upon reaching their destination Draco helped Mya down. *This is the first time I've ever seen the thestrals.* She thought. She suddenly had another thought.
"Draco, have you heard from your father?" She whispered. Draco frowned and shook hi head.
"No, I haven't." The tone of his voice made Hermione regret asking about it.
When they entered the Great Hall, they separated and Hermione sat between Lavender and Neville. Ginny and Harry sat as far away from her as they could. Of all the Weaslys, Ginny was the only one who openly blamed her. Hermione sighed, nothing was going to be the same.
"Hermione!" Lavender said excitedly, "Have you seen the latest Teen Witch Magazine? *Well one thing is the same at least* Hermione thought.
"No Lavender, I haven't, why?" She automatically knew she'd regret that one.
"It had the best new dresses for the Yule Ball! It has the prettiest red dress that would look really darling on you!" Lavender said smiling. Hermione smiled back *Good old Lavender. Hey wait.*
"Yule Ball? What Yule Ball?" Hermione asked
"Didn't you hear? The Prefects, and the Head Boy and Head girl all decided on it! Really Hermione you should pay more attention to these things." Lavender scolded
"Why? What's the point?" Hermione said tiredly. The Sorting Ceremony was beginning.
"I'll tell you after the ceremony. My cousin is being sorted today, she's ever so cute. Her name is Rose, but we all call her Rosie." Lavender said happily.
When the Sorting Ceremony was over ( Rosie was in Gryffindor, figure that), Lavender again turned to Hermione.
"As, I was saying, there's going to be a Yule Ball, and you should pay attention to these
things because it will help your social life! Who will you go with since Ron isn't here? No matter, I'll find someone for you." Lavender said not knowing how much she had wounded Hermione with her words. Hermione felt angry at Lavender for her careless words, then thought it was just Lavender being Lavender. That still didn't take away the pain in her heart. She ate next to nothing and spoke even less.
"Professor Dumbledore bid them all goodnight and they all exited. Hermione broke away from everyone else and walked towards her room trying to remember the directions Dumbledore had sent her. She finally found it and looked around. It was a good sized room with a queen sized bed, desk, bedside table and couch in front of a fireplace. * Dear Professor Dumbledore* she thought. She turned a know that she thought as to her closet. It turned out to be a small bathroom. *This is almost as good as being Head Girl.* she thought pleased. She got ready for bed and slide between the cool sheet. She fell asleep almost instantly.