DISCLAIMER: Only the plot.
You're All I HaveChapter One: Welcome To University
"Nervous?"
"Mm-hmm. You?"
"Oh yeah."
They looked up at the building reading the large letters greeting them in such an intimidating manner: London University of Magic. They walked forward up the front stairs where other people were milling about. Though the London Muggle street had cars zooming past them, they couldn't be seen. Once they crossed an invisible magical barrier they vanished. All the muggles could see was a run down old building when it really was a large castle built back in the 1500's.
Professors were hurrying about, as were students who had been attending the year before. Though the newbies were obvious as they looked nervous and seemed to be standing about, waiting to be told what to do.
Hermione Granger turned to her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, looking pale with nerves.
"Do we wait here?" she asked holding her trunk in one hand and cat cage on the other.
"I guess so," said Draco with a shrug.
Summer had ended the day before. Many people had set off for their Universities the week before if they were over seas or in other parts of England. The summer had been an enjoyable one with Hermione and Draco spending it together or with friends going shopping or for drinks at Hogsmeade just like Harry suggested.
"When did you get here?" came Harry's voice as he ran up the stairs with his trunk and Hedwig's empty cage, followed by Ron.
"Few minutes ago," replied Hermione, "Hedwig taking a letter to Ginny?"
Harry nodded, "She goes back to Hogwarts today as you know. She hates going back without us there with her. Colin Creevy said he would keep her company."
Hermione, Harry, and Ron laughed at the comment. Draco seemed to have gone deaf.
"So you both finally decided to board here as well then?" smiled Hermione seeing their trunks.
"Yeah well… could you imagine living at the Burrow with my Mum all year?" said Ron, "I love her and all… but she would be worse then you when it comes to doing homework."
Hermione just nodded. Silence had fallen over the front hall where everyone was standing. A man with greying black hair, blue eyes, and a few wrinkles had walked in. He was the Head of the University. His name was Donald Shelton. Many had a mixed opinion about him. Hermione found him rather attractive, not that she would admit that out loud.
"Welcome Freshman!" he said loudly, his eyes casting over the new students from worldwide, "It is a pleasure to see new faces! I am Head of this University. My name is Professor Shelton. Please, follow me into the central hall. Bring your gear."
Everyone picked their trunks and other things up and headed up the staircase behind Professor Shelton. Hermione felt like she was beginning Hogwarts again as a first year, only she was 18 now, not 11 and it wasn't Professor McGonagall leading them.
They walked through the corridor and into a large hall with numerous tables. Hermione looked around her in awe. Like Hogwarts, there was a high table for the Professors.
"Please, find a table to sit at," said Professor Shelton, "However, I doubt that will be hard to do. We must wait for the Heads of each subject to arrive before we can officially begin."
Hermione, Draco, Harry, and Ron sat at a nearby table with a few others. Everyone talked quietly around the large hall.
"Seems to think highly of himself, don't you think?" said Ron looking over at Professor Shelton.
"What makes you say that?" asked Hermione frowning at Ron.
"Just the way he talks and walks."
"Right. Well I was reading through the booklets they sent," said Hermione only she stopped at the grins Harry and Ron was giving her, "What?"
"No London University of Magic, A History?" asked Harry.
"Not that I could find. Besides the University is something like five hundred years younger then Hogwarts. Anyway, as I was saying, I was reading the booklets and we all will have different dormitories. Medical students sleep in one section, Quidditch another and so on and so forth."
"So… I will be sharing with Malfoy?" asked Harry as Draco looked at him in annoyance.
"Please don't start arguing. We aren't at Hogwarts anymore. There are no house divisions here," sighed Hermione wearily.
As Harry opened his mouth to answer numerous Professors started walking in greeting Professor Shelton with hellos.
"Attention!" called Professor Shelton causing silence to fill the hall, "Thankyou. Now this year not all subjects are being taught for your group as well… not all were applied for. We have Historical Studies, Medicine, Law, Auror Studies, Hit Wizard Studies, Potion Mastering, Transfiguration Degree, Herbology Degree, Charms Degree, Arithmancy Degree, and Quidditch. Well Quidditch is part of studying other subjects, I am sure most of you know that. Now, everyone has their own sections of the University they will live at, according to their subjects."
Hermione gave Harry a knowing look. She turned to Draco who was listening intently. Hermione rested her head on his shoulder and saw him look down and smile softly at her.
"Appearing in front of you all now are scrolls with your class schedule, your teachers and dormitories, along with a map of the University so none of you can get lost."
Sure enough a thick scroll appeared before everyone. Hermione unrolled hers and read her schedule first. On Monday's she had Medicine theory from 9am until 12pm. Tuesdays was Medicine practical from 3pm to 6pm. She had also taken up another subject to broaden her horizons- Arithmancy. On Thursdays she would have class from 9am till 12pm. Other then that she was free to do private study. In her second year she would start doing some work at St Mungo's once or twice a week. She turned to her room location and found she was in the west wing room 304 with a witch named Nancy Winterberry from Australia.
Draco looked down at his schedule. Mondays from 9am to 12 was Law. Mondays from 3pm to 6pm Quidditch training. Tuesdays from 12pm to 3pm was Law again. Then from Tuesdays through to Saturdays from 3pm to 6pm was training. He only had Sunday's off. He looked at the room and found himself in the north wing room 123 with a guy called Darren Ryan.
"I study Mondays and Tuesdays for Hit Wizard from 9am tom 12pm. The rest is Quidditch," said Harry, "Room 120… someone called Peter Logan."
"I study the same time and days as you Harry for Auror Studies," said Ron, "South Wing room 567 a guy called Benji Stevenson."
"What wing are you in?" asked Draco looking at Hermione.
"West Wing."
"North Wing."
"Attention everyone!" called Professor Shelton, "All of you are to go find your rooms. Tomorrow is Monday and classes will begin!"
Everyone stood up, the hall filling with scraping chairs. They grabbed their luggage and all started examining the maps.
"So," said Hermione, "Floor three room 4 is what the room number means."
"Meaning I am on the first floor," said Draco reading his as him and Hermione came to a halt outside the hall.
"Floor five!" cried Ron in annoyance.
"You are in the complete opposite direction to me, Ron," said Hermione looking at him sympathetically, "Seamus?"
A familiar head whipped around and Hermione, Ron, and Harry waved.
"Hi guys," he said joining them, "None of you would be on the fifth floor, south wing?"
"Ron is," said Harry, "I'm going to go find my room now. See you later."
Hermione waved bye to Harry, then Ron, and Seamus before turning to Draco smiling.
"We haven't been separated all summer," said Draco smiling at Hermione.
"Well we have to part ways for a few hours," replied Hermione before kissing him gently, "I'll see you here for lunch okay?"
Draco nodded, "What time?"
"1pm."
Draco kissed her once more and they headed off in direction for their rooms.
HD
Draco glanced at the door number and muttered the password provided on the scroll. The door opened and Draco walked in. It was actually quite similar to the Head tower at Hogwarts, only there was a small kitchen area and the floor was carpeted a dark blue and there wasn't any bookcases or balcony. There was a back door though leading out to the grounds. Draco walked to the door and gasped. He could see the Quidditch pitch clearly! He looked away and looked at the three doors, one labelled bathroom and two on either side, also labelled. He walked to the nearest one with his name and walked into the white walled room with blue curtains to match the carpet. There was a comfortable king single bed with folded up blankets, a desk with a chair, set of draws, and a wardrobe. The bedside table had a lamp on it with an alarm clock that needed setting.
Draco dumped his trunk onto his bed and started unpacking. He placed a photo of him and Hermione at her parents place on the bedside table and one of his parents on his desk. He unpacked his clothes and toiletries and placed his Nimbus 2001 bedside his wardrobe before making his bed, using his own quilt – a dark forest green one with black edging. He needed some reminding of his old Slytherin house, right?
After unpacking he exited to the main room and saw a guy walking in.
The guy had light brown curly hair and brown eyes with slightly tanned skin. He was athletic looking and Draco placed him to be a beater or possibly a keeper.
"Draco Malfoy?" asked the guy.
Draco nodded, "You must be Darren Ryan then."
Darren nodded, "Yeah. I'm from America. I went to Salem."
"Hogwarts."
"Awesome. Ah… labelled our rooms I see. Must think we can't pick a room."
Draco chuckled, "Yeah. Still look like kids to them."
Darren nodded, "I might go unpack then."
HD
Hermione muttered the password and walked into the room. Instantly she was reminded of the old Heads tower at Hogwarts only the carpet was a beige colour with white walls with dark wooden skirting. A small kitchen area was to the left with a round table and it even had a balcony. Hermione walked past the lounges and looked at the three doors. The middle was the bathroom and hers was like where it was at Hogwarts. She walked into the white walled room and placed her trunk on her bed that was to the left of the door. It was a king-single bed with blankets that needed be put on. She let Crookshanks out and he looked around the room before wandering to the main room. Hermione looked around her room. A bedside table, a desk by the window, a wardrobe, and set of draws at the far end of the room. It was decent sized, but nowhere near as big as her old Hogwarts room.
She unpacked her clothes and put them away neatly. She stacked her books onto her desk and put parchment, quills and ink in her desk draw. On her bedside table she placed a photo of her and Draco beside the lamp and alarm clock and made her bed, using her quilt a gold and maroon one. Satisfied with everything she headed out to the main room as a brown haired girl with tanned skin and a slight freckled face came from the other room.
"You must be Hermione," she said with a thick Australian accent and a grin, "And you own the fluffy cat?"
Hermione nodded, "His name is Crookshanks. So you must be Nancy Winterberry?"
Nancy nodded and flipped her hair off her shoulder, "Lovely room this. A brilliant view. Did you look at the balcony?"
"No. I went straight to my room."
Nancy hurried over to the balcony and pushed the door open. Hermione followed her out and raised her eyebrows. It was a nice view, showing the school grounds and the City in the distance. In all honesty it made London look like it was a good twenty minutes away, which wasn't possible as it was right outside the school front doors.
"Magic does a lot," said Hermione in amazement.
"Sure does. The magic school in Australia is greatly concealed. I know Hogwarts is hidden well as well."
Hermione nodded, "To muggles it looks like a ruined castle. So what made you choose this University?"
"It's a long way from home," replied Nancy, "A long, long way. Plus, it is one of the best. How could I possibly turn it down?"
"True… about the turning down part."
"A lot of cute guys though. Have you noticed any?"
"Not really looking," smiled Hermione, "I have the hottest one of all."
"You have a boyfriend?" grinned Nancy as she inspected the kitchen.
Hermione nodded sitting on one of the dark coloured lounges, "Draco Malfoy. Blonde, tall, handsome, smart, funny… well you get the point."
"Have you got a photo of him?" asked Nancy her blue eyes looking at Hermione grinning.
Hermione nodded already liking her new dormitory mate and summoned it from her bedroom. She stood and handed it to Nancy. Nancy nodded and had a look of appreciation.
"Definitely a hot one," she said handing the picture back to Hermione, "How long have you been dating?"
"In total… let me see… about six months all up."
Nancy nodded, "You both look very much in love in the photo."
Hermione smiled, "We are. What about you? Any special person in your life?"
Nancy shook her head, "Broke up with him a month go after catching him in bed with my sister. We had dated all through sixth and seventh year."
"Oh… sorry to hear that."
Nancy shrugged, "What can I say? My sister is a whore."
Hermione gave a small smile and glanced at the clock. It was twenty to one, "Oh. I have to meet Draco for lunch. Do you want to come? I can introduce you to him and my other friends."
"You have other friends here?"
Hermione nodded, "All from Hogwarts. My two bestfriend's of eight years now. Come on. They don't bite… much."
HD
"Crap," said Draco glancing at the time, "Gotta get a move on."
"Why?" asked Darren curiously.
"My girlfriend and I are meeting for lunch."
"You have a girlfriend?"
Draco nodded, "Hermione Granger. You want to come? I'll introduce her to you. She will probably have some friends with her anyway."
Darren gave a shrug and tossed his magazine to the side and jumped up following Draco out of the room and along the corridor.
"How long?" asked Darren.
"Since the last break up about two months but all up six months."
"Break up?"
"Long, complicated story. You got a girl?"
"Nah. None interested me in Salem."
Draco nodded as they climbed the staircase and walked along the corridor towards the central hall. Standing outside was Hermione with a brown haired, freckled girl.
"Hey," he said walking over and greeting her with a kiss, "Hows your room?"
"Nice. Yours?"
"Same. This is Darren, my roommate."
Hermione smiled at him and gestured to Nancy, "This is Nancy… Nancy this is Draco."
"Nice to meet you," said Nancy with a smile, "Pictures sure don't lie."
Draco grinned and turned Hermione, "Have you been showing her the R rated stuff?"
Nancy and Darren both looked at Hermione with wide eyes as they entered the hall.
"There are no explicit photos. In your mind maybe," said Hermione nudging Draco in the ribs as they found a table.
"So, Darren you sound American," said Hermione as she picked the onion from her salad and placed it on Draco's plate as he picked the cucumber from his and put it on Hermione's plate.
Darren and Nancy both watched the pair in amazement before answering.
"Ah yeah. I went to Salem Institute of Magic. Quidditch captain and keeper of my team," said Darren eating his hot chips.
"Awesome. I was Quidditch captain and seeker," said Draco eating some of his steak.
"I was Head Girl," shrugged Hermione.
"Same," said Nancy.
"Mind if we join?" came Harry's voice, "This is Peter."
"Sit down," said Hermione gesturing to the spare seats, "We all need to make friends here."
"Peter, this is my best friend, Hermione Granger and her boyfriend," said Harry.
Peter, a guy with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes nodded too them, "Hello."
"Draco Malfoy," said Draco nodding too him.
"Darren Ryan," waved Darren.
"Nancy Winterberry," grinned Nancy.
"Ron Weasley," said Ron walking over, "Hey Harry, Herms. This is Benji and well you know Seamus."
Seamus took a seat, as did Ron and Benji a happy looking guy with blue eyes and tan brown coloured hair.
"Where is your room mate, Seamus?" asked Hermione.
"Not arriving till second semester. They are doing a semester overseas," said Seamus.
Everyone began chatting, getting to know each other. Hermione noticed though that Nancy had taken a shine to Benji, who was a very charming young man and seemed interested in her even. So far University had gotten off to a brilliant start.
HD
"Line up!" barked the man, "Come on, this is the big team. Not minor school stuff anymore!"
The students lined up, a mixture of man and women from all over England, and the world.
"Check this out Willa. We have enough for a national team and a league team- do you know what the problem is?"
"No."
"Two top seekers," he barked, "I already have others spots chosen. We need to sort out which seeker belongs where. Potter! Malfoy! Follow me. Willa, whip these others into shape for me."
Willa nodded and smiled at Harry and Draco as they passed her. She was an attractive woman in her late twenties with long black hair pulled into a sleek ponytail and brown eyes. Draco returned the smile but looked away as Harry cleared his throat beside him, mainly in warning.
"Right," said the man, "Mount your brooms and start lapping the pitch. I will blow my whistle when the snitch is released. Whoever catches it three times before the other goes on the national team and the other is on the league team."
Draco and Harry mounted their brooms and took off to the air flying around the grand pitch. It was similar to Hogwarts but the stands were made of stone with cushioned seats. A whistle sounded and Harry and Draco instantly saw the snitch. The pair flew towards it at full speed, each pushing their brooms to edge ahead of the other. Harry's hands clamped over the snitch first and they both landed.
"Good, good," said the man, "One to Potter then. Back in the air! Now!"
They took off again and started lapping around the pitch for a few minutes before the snitch was let out once more. Draco caught sight first, managing to reach it before Harry did. Once again they were back in the air and within seconds the snitch was released once more. Both Draco and Harry went for it in unison with Harry closing his hand around it again. Draco ignored his growing frustration and they took to the skies yet again.
The whistled sounded and both started searching for the snitch. As they flew around the goal posts both caught sight of it. Leaning forward on their brooms and flew towards the ground. Twenty feet, thirty feet. The snitch zipped upwards and they pulled up, still rocketing towards the snitch. Draco reached out and snatched it just before Harry.
"Alright. Now you both know this is the last chance," said the man, "I am going to release the snitch first, and then on my whistle you both will mount your brooms and go find it."
The snitch was released and after a good thirty seconds the coach sounded his whistle. Harry and Draco mounted and kicked off racing through the air looking for the snitch. As Draco turned the goal posts his eyes landed on something glinting. He took of towards it, just as Harry did the same. Both were coming from opposite directions of the pitch and if they collided, it would be head on. Draco leaned forward urging his broom to go faster. But it was pointless. Harry's Firebolt beat him too it. Draco would be on the league team and Harry, the National.
With a sigh Draco landed smoothly.
"Really close," said the coach, "Come on. Best go tell Willa you're on her team Malfoy. Potter, your on mine."
Draco and Harry followed the coach away from the pitch to the training field where Willa had the others running laps.
"Willa, Malfoy will be on your team," said the coach.
Willa looked at Draco and nodded, "Excellent. You want your players then Al?"
Al nodded and yelled out in a barking voice; "Winston, Smith, Cahill, Suarez, Jensen, and Lee – with me now!"
The six player followed Al and Harry towards the pitch leaving Draco with Willa, Peter, Darren, and four others – 3 girls and another guy.
"Alright. Draco is our seeker for the league team," said Willa, "Now I used to play for the Ireland team. My name is Willa Troy."
"I thought you looked familiar!" cried Draco, "You played in the World Cup! I was only 14 then… how old were you?"
"24. 28 now but I quit when I became pregnant. Now here I am coaching the University's league team – Thunderbolts. Did any of you get the blue Quidditch robes?"
Draco nodded; well Hermione actually gave them to him for Christmas.
"Good," said Willa smiling, "All you will need to do is stick these onto the back," she reached into a container beside her and pulled out a silver Thunderbolt image that would need sewing onto their robes, "See? Now you will get paid for playing on this team. You will however not have big fan bases, as this is the first year. Your first match is against the Chudley Cannons in two months. So we have a lot of training to do from this day on."
Willa handed out the Thunderbolt shapes and Draco placed his with his bag of gear before training got underway with Willa making them run twenty laps before moving onto weight lifting.
"I need you in shape!" she ordered, "You need to be at your peak fitness to beat the Canons! They are a big team! Hard to beat!"
HD
Hermione and Nancy watched as the Quidditch players trained while sitting under a tree doing homework from their first lesson.
"Anaemic… lack of blood," said Nancy, "Something like that?"
"The explanations on page 10 in the first chapter of Study of Medicine, Book One. Finished the first page of questions," said Hermione turning to the second page, "So… you and Benji."
Nancy looked up from writing down the answer a look of amusement on her face, "What about us?"
"I saw the way you both flirted over lunch… then dinner… then breakfast and then lunch," laughed Hermione as thunder rumbled above them, "Come on. Storms roll in fast here."
They stood and headed inside as the whistled sounded for end of practise for the Quidditch players. Hermione and Nancy were heading for their room when Draco caught up to them with Darren and Peter.
He kissed Hermione on the cheek and grinned cheekily at her.
"Hello you," said Hermione, "You need a shower."
"Yeah… I know I do. Got onto the league team."
"Oh that's great, isn't it?"
"Would have made the National Junior team if I had caught the snitch before Potter," shrugged Draco.
"Nah, man. Most of the league players get chosen to go on National teams anyway," said Darren, "Besides the league team isn't in the junior rank is it?"
"Good point," said Draco with a nod from Peter.
"Men and their testosterone," sighed Nancy earning a laugh from Hermione, "Its not about how hard you throw it but at what level you play it."
Hermione nodded and kissed Draco goodbye as he hurried off to have a shower and join them for dinner as Hermione and Nancy headed to their room to put their books away.
"Evening ladies," said Professor Shelton smiling at them both, Hermione longer though.
"Good evening, Professor Shelton," replied Hermione and Nancy in unison.
"A good first day I hope, Miss Granger?"
"Ah, yes sir. Professor Hill is a wonderful teacher," said Hermione with a smile.
"Excellent. Be sure to check the library for resources. It has every text imaginable there. Have a good evening."
The Professor walked off and Nancy gave a laugh.
"What?" asked Hermione, "Nancy, what is it?"
"He was totally checking you out!"
Hermione frowned, "The guy would be married."
"No way. His wife up and left him for the old History Head Professor a year and a half ago. That man has shagged half of the female population since the separation. And apparently a teenager last summer. That is why many of the Professors don't like him. He has lost a lot of respect."
"How do you know this?" asked Hermione quite shocked that she didn't know.
"I have heard stories today."
"Well, who says they are true then?" replied Hermione though she did find it unnerving the way Professor Shelton did look at her.
A/N: There you go. I thought it would be cool to have a former Ireland player train the league team. I have no idea if Troy was a guy or girl, so I made Troy a girl. Willa Troy.
Until next time…
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