I don't own any of these characters! They all belong to either Melanie Rawn
or J.K Rowling!
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Chapter 1 ~*
Hermione sighed, watching the world spinning outside. Beside her, her two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were playing Exploding Snap.
The year before, Krum had visited Hermione in Hogwarts, just as Voldemort decided to pay a little visit to the school.
He had tried to kill Hermione, but Krum had sacrificed himself. The spell backfired. Krum died, Voldemort died.
Hermione lived.
She still couldn't get over the fact that Krum had died to save her. She hadn't even cried at his funeral, but she had cried after for what Krum had done. A great explosion rocked the carriage. The pile of Snap cards had exploded. Hermione was jerked out of her thoughts.
"Are you all right, Mione?" Asked Ron, his brow was singed, but his eyes were sympathetic, "still thinking 'bout Krum?"
Harry elbowed him, "don't worry, Mione, it will be all right this year. It'll be fine."
Hermione bit her lip, then managed a shaky smile, turning to her friends, "thanks, guys. I think it'll be all right as well, don't mind about me, ok?" She pulled out her wand and tapped at the ashy remains of the deck of cards. "Reparo!"
The cards became like new, shuffling themselves neatly, then flying to Ron's lap. "Thanks Mione!" Ron said, "I never can manage that spell. The last time I did it, I nearly sent Pig on fire. not that I would've minded."
Pig was Ron's owl, Harry and Hermione exchanged grins, as intolerable Ron acted towards his pet, they KNEW how attached he really was.
The time sped by, soon, the witch with the cauldron filled with snacks arrived, the three exchanged long looks, this was the last time EVER that they would eat from the cauldron as a student of Hogwarts. They loaded up.
Right after, Lavender Brown dashed into their carriage. "Hermione!" She was panting.
"What?" Hermione dusted the crumbs of her pumpkin pasty off her shirt, then smiled at her friend, "what happened?"
"Girl's talk." Lavender said hastily to Harry and Ron as she yanked Hermione out.
Parvarti was waiting outside for them, looking smug. "I TALKED to him!" She crowed.
"Really?" Lavender was envious.
Hermione stifled a yawn. "Still mooning over Malfoy?"
Last year, the two had been crazy over Malfoy, practically following him around and swooning at his heels.
"That SLYTHERIN?" Parvarti said incredulously, tossing her brown braid over her shoulder. "In his dreams."
"How behind are you, Hermione?" Gushed Lavender, gloating, "we aren't talking about Malfoy!"
"Malfoy's history. Yesterday. SO five minutes ago." Parvarti said vapidly, unaware that she had clashed words.
"Compared to Josselien, Malfoy's a ferret." Lavender said, giggling.
"Malfoy was always a ferret- ever since fourth year." Hermione said, rolling her eyes. "Remember?"
Their defence against dark arts teacher during 4th year had turned Malfoy into a sleek, white ferret, for sneaking up and attempting to hex Harry behind his back.
"We remember." Parvarti nodded. "You have to see him, Hermione, he's in this compartment!" She tapped the section right next to her.
"See who?"
"Josselien!" A smile formed on Parvarti's lips. "He has muscle's like those Roman gods statues. Everything about him is so DEFINED. So perfect. He has the best nose. and that MOUTH. not to mention that skin and the hair."
Lavender nodded, apparently swooning at the thought.
"And do you know what?" Parvarti turned to them excitedly. "He noticed me! He said HI!!!!!"
Just then, the train jolted, and Parvarti fell to the ground.
Just then, a boy walked out of the carriage.
Hermione didn't need Lavender's very obvious and very painful elbowing to see that this was the new boy.
Josselien.
Just one look at him, Hermione could see that Parvarti's description was unjust.
The boy was one word. not even that word. PAST that word, so handsome that handsome could not describe him.
No one could have even thought of someone with such perfect features, so seductive, yet so. comforting, welcoming at the same time as well as disturbingly beautiful, in his own masculine way.
When he smiled, Hermione recognised it to be the smile of people who recently had braces.
Ah, Mr Perfect isn't so perfect after all. She thought wryly. There was something about him that told her that he wasn't stuck up or anything as such. He seemed nervous almost.
He knelt down, muscles rippling under his shirt. "Are you all right?" He asked in a melodious, baritone voice.
Parvarti seemed to be in a daze. A half smile formed on her lips. "Josselien?" She gasped dramatically, then fainted dead away.
Lavender scowled, snorting.
Josselien let go of her pretty quickly. Lavender's scowl flickered into a smirk. "Oh, should I fetch her boyfriend?" He asked, concerned.
"Boyfriend?" Echoed Hermione, "but Parvarti has no. ouch!"
"We'll fetch Draco immediately, won't we, Hermione?" Lavender asked loudly, dragging at Hermione.
Parvarti's lashes flicked open. When Josselien wasn't looking, she cast them a murderous glare.
"Why not you come as well, Josselien?" Lavender asked breathily, looking at him flirtatiously.
"I'm sure they'll be no need." Parvarti said weakly, casting Josselien a frail smile. "Ouch, it hurts."
"Where?" Joss asked.
"On my arm. the inside. I think I twisted my arm somehow, or sprained it, or bruised it.."
Hermione knelt down beside her. "Your arm?"
"I'm sure Joss will be able to fix it, won't you, Joss?"
"Um."
"It's all right. Do you have a bruise, Parv?"
"Yeah." Parvati gave Hermione a shake nod. Hermione deciphered it as a no.
"Well, I'll fix it. Joss-um, what ever your name is." Hermione waved at him vaguely, "hold her."
"OK." Joss knelt in front of Parvarti, who cast him a very flirty glance, while the look she gave Hermione was very sincere and grateful.
"Canvero Veilus!" Hermione cried, flicking her wand.
Joss blinked, "what spell is that?"
"Um. it hides your pain." Hermione lied. Evidently, beneath the looks there were no brains. (this is not true, guys.)
Then she gave her wand a quick twirl, flipping her wand around so she held the wrong end. "Reparo!"
"You should be all right now." She told Parvarti.
Parvarti got up slowly, leaning against Josselien suggestively. "Thanks."
"No problem, Lavender better guide you back to your carriage." Joss handed Parvarti to Lavender. "I want to speak with your friend here. Hermione, is it?"
Hermione was flattered that he remembered her name.
Parvarti and Lavender gave her envious looks, but retreated.
"That was a very good spell you did, Hermione." Joss said, giving her a thoughtful look, "I suppose Parvarti was all right? Not that she had anything wrong with her in the beginning."
Hermione gaped at him. "How did."
He gave her a grin. "Practice. Can you teach me that wand flip thing you did? It looks very handy, it ALMOST confused me. not quite."
"Why not?"
Joss smiled, "the tip of your wand is black."
"Oh."
"Well, congratulations, Hermione, I'm sure you'll make a fabulous Head Girl. I'll always help you. if you need it."
Hermione stared at him. How did he know?
But Joss was already walking away.
~
"What did Lavender call you away for, Mione?" Ron asked, as soon as she opened the door of their compartment.
"Some new guy." Hermione gave a yawn.
"New guy?"
"No one really." Hermione gave her friends a scowl. "You finished all the food?"
"Aw, come on, Mione, we aren't THAT SLACK. We left you some. Harry?"
Harry grinned guiltily, handing Hermione the chocolate frog he had been unwrapping. "Quick, before it tries to jump out!"
Hermione gave him a look. "Thanks."
"Hey, you can have the trading card!"
"Its DUMBLEDORE."
"C'mon, Mione. Last year at Hogwarts."
Hermione smiled wryly, trapping the frog neatly under her palm, where it croaked a bit, then the magic flowed out. Hermione broke it into thirds, giving a third to Harry and another third to Ron, the last third, she ate herself
"But Mione?"
"I like sharing better." Hermione said softly.
Her two friends exchanged looks, but smiled at her. "Mione, you've changed." Harry said finally.
"I would've shared with you last year as well, you know." Hermione said crossly, "I wasn't THAT selfish."
"It's not just that, Mione, you know it." Ron said thoughtfully, slipping the piece of chocolate in his mouth. "You've changed more than you know. You've grown up."
Hermione gave him a very annoyed look. "I was always grown up, Ron, you just never saw it."
Ron snorted. "Right."
Harry grinned, Hermione had been right.
Ron had had a crush on her since 2nd year!
~
In the Great Hall, the line of first years and new students were filed in the corridor. Hermione and Draco Malfoy, who were the Head Girl and Head Boy, sat in the front of the Prefect's table.
Hermione had not been the only one who changed. When Harry was expelled in 6th year, the first person to defend for Harry had been Malfoy, who had seen his wrong doings in the previous years and decided to amend them.
Now Malfoy, although still a typical Slytherin jerk, could make a legible conversation that didn't end up in the Gryffindors hexing the Slytherins or the other way around.
"What did you do in the holidays, Padma?" Draco was asking Padma Patil, who was a prefect from the Ravenclaw house and Parvarti's twin.
"Parv and I went skiing in Australia." Padma said, smiling slightly, when Draco raised his eyebrows, she sighed, "fine! Parv spent MOST of the time checking out the boys. but."
"Is your sister still going to drool over my heels the term?"
"I think she's found substantial replacement, Malfoy. I'm sorry." Hermione made a face. "Josselien. New 7th year."
"Oh, him." Malfoy's expression turned into one of evil glee.
"What about him?"
"Didn't you hear about the scenario that he caused in the Witches' Weekly?"
"No, I don't read the Witches' Weekly." Hermione said flatly. "No thanks to you."
Draco smiled slyly, "here. I brought it along."
Hermione scanned the article, jaw dropping. "You are JOKING."
"No joke, Granger. Pure fact."
"RITA Skeeter wrote this."
"She's converted to facts since you imprisoned her in that little glass jar of yours in 4th year."
Hermione spluttered. "Don't be ridiculous! This article says that 47 year old Mirya, a millionaire from the ancient Witte family, which had connections to the Tudor bloodline, wanted to divorce her husband- to marry 17 year old Josselien?"
(This is ENTIRELY from Mageborn Traitor)
"That is true."
"Isn't that a teeny age gap?"
"It's quite small, actually. I read an article from an Australian mag that said a 44 year old man marrying a 90 year old woman." Padma said succinctly.
"That's just ridiculous."
"True facts."
Just then, the first years entered the room- along with Josselien.
Everyone- even the teachers AND the males fell into a deep silence. A deep intake of breath could be heard.
"Oh god." Sighed someone.
"Everyone. PLEASE pay attention for the sorting of the students!" Professor McGonagall tapped her wand on the seat.
No one noticed.
Only when Professor Dumbledore shot firecrackers out of his wand, did the girls stop gaping, the teachers stop goggling and everyone focused on Dumbledore.
"Thankyou."
"Now, each student will be called up and they will be sorted into a house." McGonagall said sternly.
The hat sang his song (I'm not going to write it, people! Just use your imagination!)
Then the sorting began.
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Wow! 2000 words! What d'you think?
New chapters coming IF people review.
~
This fanfic is set in Harry Potter stuffy, but based on Melanie Rawn's "The Mageborn Traitor" storyline. Fine, not all of it. Just a particular one. Joss and Jored go to Mage Hall, right? (You don't have to know this) this is about Joss, who goes to Hogwarts and causes all the love-hiatus there.
This may not be as bad as it sounds. People who LOVE fluff and brooding, handsome guys should definitely read this. (Joss is a perfectionist)
Oh! And Hermione is sort of part of it as well! (She takes Taigen's (or Cailet's part), except there's not going to her parents, her brother, or anyone else, just Jored, Josselien. that's it!)
Storyline: This is just the world's crappiest summary, this story is about Hermione in 7th year. Her true love (Krum) has died, but still 'communicates' to her (Cailet and Gorynel Desse! Ugh! Too much Mageborn Traitor stuff!) then two new transfers arrive. Hermione is sure that she's seen one during a Voldemort related incident in her 5th year, but she's not sure who-and she's quickly falling in love with one of them!
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Chapter 1 ~*
Hermione sighed, watching the world spinning outside. Beside her, her two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were playing Exploding Snap.
The year before, Krum had visited Hermione in Hogwarts, just as Voldemort decided to pay a little visit to the school.
He had tried to kill Hermione, but Krum had sacrificed himself. The spell backfired. Krum died, Voldemort died.
Hermione lived.
She still couldn't get over the fact that Krum had died to save her. She hadn't even cried at his funeral, but she had cried after for what Krum had done. A great explosion rocked the carriage. The pile of Snap cards had exploded. Hermione was jerked out of her thoughts.
"Are you all right, Mione?" Asked Ron, his brow was singed, but his eyes were sympathetic, "still thinking 'bout Krum?"
Harry elbowed him, "don't worry, Mione, it will be all right this year. It'll be fine."
Hermione bit her lip, then managed a shaky smile, turning to her friends, "thanks, guys. I think it'll be all right as well, don't mind about me, ok?" She pulled out her wand and tapped at the ashy remains of the deck of cards. "Reparo!"
The cards became like new, shuffling themselves neatly, then flying to Ron's lap. "Thanks Mione!" Ron said, "I never can manage that spell. The last time I did it, I nearly sent Pig on fire. not that I would've minded."
Pig was Ron's owl, Harry and Hermione exchanged grins, as intolerable Ron acted towards his pet, they KNEW how attached he really was.
The time sped by, soon, the witch with the cauldron filled with snacks arrived, the three exchanged long looks, this was the last time EVER that they would eat from the cauldron as a student of Hogwarts. They loaded up.
Right after, Lavender Brown dashed into their carriage. "Hermione!" She was panting.
"What?" Hermione dusted the crumbs of her pumpkin pasty off her shirt, then smiled at her friend, "what happened?"
"Girl's talk." Lavender said hastily to Harry and Ron as she yanked Hermione out.
Parvarti was waiting outside for them, looking smug. "I TALKED to him!" She crowed.
"Really?" Lavender was envious.
Hermione stifled a yawn. "Still mooning over Malfoy?"
Last year, the two had been crazy over Malfoy, practically following him around and swooning at his heels.
"That SLYTHERIN?" Parvarti said incredulously, tossing her brown braid over her shoulder. "In his dreams."
"How behind are you, Hermione?" Gushed Lavender, gloating, "we aren't talking about Malfoy!"
"Malfoy's history. Yesterday. SO five minutes ago." Parvarti said vapidly, unaware that she had clashed words.
"Compared to Josselien, Malfoy's a ferret." Lavender said, giggling.
"Malfoy was always a ferret- ever since fourth year." Hermione said, rolling her eyes. "Remember?"
Their defence against dark arts teacher during 4th year had turned Malfoy into a sleek, white ferret, for sneaking up and attempting to hex Harry behind his back.
"We remember." Parvarti nodded. "You have to see him, Hermione, he's in this compartment!" She tapped the section right next to her.
"See who?"
"Josselien!" A smile formed on Parvarti's lips. "He has muscle's like those Roman gods statues. Everything about him is so DEFINED. So perfect. He has the best nose. and that MOUTH. not to mention that skin and the hair."
Lavender nodded, apparently swooning at the thought.
"And do you know what?" Parvarti turned to them excitedly. "He noticed me! He said HI!!!!!"
Just then, the train jolted, and Parvarti fell to the ground.
Just then, a boy walked out of the carriage.
Hermione didn't need Lavender's very obvious and very painful elbowing to see that this was the new boy.
Josselien.
Just one look at him, Hermione could see that Parvarti's description was unjust.
The boy was one word. not even that word. PAST that word, so handsome that handsome could not describe him.
No one could have even thought of someone with such perfect features, so seductive, yet so. comforting, welcoming at the same time as well as disturbingly beautiful, in his own masculine way.
When he smiled, Hermione recognised it to be the smile of people who recently had braces.
Ah, Mr Perfect isn't so perfect after all. She thought wryly. There was something about him that told her that he wasn't stuck up or anything as such. He seemed nervous almost.
He knelt down, muscles rippling under his shirt. "Are you all right?" He asked in a melodious, baritone voice.
Parvarti seemed to be in a daze. A half smile formed on her lips. "Josselien?" She gasped dramatically, then fainted dead away.
Lavender scowled, snorting.
Josselien let go of her pretty quickly. Lavender's scowl flickered into a smirk. "Oh, should I fetch her boyfriend?" He asked, concerned.
"Boyfriend?" Echoed Hermione, "but Parvarti has no. ouch!"
"We'll fetch Draco immediately, won't we, Hermione?" Lavender asked loudly, dragging at Hermione.
Parvarti's lashes flicked open. When Josselien wasn't looking, she cast them a murderous glare.
"Why not you come as well, Josselien?" Lavender asked breathily, looking at him flirtatiously.
"I'm sure they'll be no need." Parvarti said weakly, casting Josselien a frail smile. "Ouch, it hurts."
"Where?" Joss asked.
"On my arm. the inside. I think I twisted my arm somehow, or sprained it, or bruised it.."
Hermione knelt down beside her. "Your arm?"
"I'm sure Joss will be able to fix it, won't you, Joss?"
"Um."
"It's all right. Do you have a bruise, Parv?"
"Yeah." Parvati gave Hermione a shake nod. Hermione deciphered it as a no.
"Well, I'll fix it. Joss-um, what ever your name is." Hermione waved at him vaguely, "hold her."
"OK." Joss knelt in front of Parvarti, who cast him a very flirty glance, while the look she gave Hermione was very sincere and grateful.
"Canvero Veilus!" Hermione cried, flicking her wand.
Joss blinked, "what spell is that?"
"Um. it hides your pain." Hermione lied. Evidently, beneath the looks there were no brains. (this is not true, guys.)
Then she gave her wand a quick twirl, flipping her wand around so she held the wrong end. "Reparo!"
"You should be all right now." She told Parvarti.
Parvarti got up slowly, leaning against Josselien suggestively. "Thanks."
"No problem, Lavender better guide you back to your carriage." Joss handed Parvarti to Lavender. "I want to speak with your friend here. Hermione, is it?"
Hermione was flattered that he remembered her name.
Parvarti and Lavender gave her envious looks, but retreated.
"That was a very good spell you did, Hermione." Joss said, giving her a thoughtful look, "I suppose Parvarti was all right? Not that she had anything wrong with her in the beginning."
Hermione gaped at him. "How did."
He gave her a grin. "Practice. Can you teach me that wand flip thing you did? It looks very handy, it ALMOST confused me. not quite."
"Why not?"
Joss smiled, "the tip of your wand is black."
"Oh."
"Well, congratulations, Hermione, I'm sure you'll make a fabulous Head Girl. I'll always help you. if you need it."
Hermione stared at him. How did he know?
But Joss was already walking away.
~
"What did Lavender call you away for, Mione?" Ron asked, as soon as she opened the door of their compartment.
"Some new guy." Hermione gave a yawn.
"New guy?"
"No one really." Hermione gave her friends a scowl. "You finished all the food?"
"Aw, come on, Mione, we aren't THAT SLACK. We left you some. Harry?"
Harry grinned guiltily, handing Hermione the chocolate frog he had been unwrapping. "Quick, before it tries to jump out!"
Hermione gave him a look. "Thanks."
"Hey, you can have the trading card!"
"Its DUMBLEDORE."
"C'mon, Mione. Last year at Hogwarts."
Hermione smiled wryly, trapping the frog neatly under her palm, where it croaked a bit, then the magic flowed out. Hermione broke it into thirds, giving a third to Harry and another third to Ron, the last third, she ate herself
"But Mione?"
"I like sharing better." Hermione said softly.
Her two friends exchanged looks, but smiled at her. "Mione, you've changed." Harry said finally.
"I would've shared with you last year as well, you know." Hermione said crossly, "I wasn't THAT selfish."
"It's not just that, Mione, you know it." Ron said thoughtfully, slipping the piece of chocolate in his mouth. "You've changed more than you know. You've grown up."
Hermione gave him a very annoyed look. "I was always grown up, Ron, you just never saw it."
Ron snorted. "Right."
Harry grinned, Hermione had been right.
Ron had had a crush on her since 2nd year!
~
In the Great Hall, the line of first years and new students were filed in the corridor. Hermione and Draco Malfoy, who were the Head Girl and Head Boy, sat in the front of the Prefect's table.
Hermione had not been the only one who changed. When Harry was expelled in 6th year, the first person to defend for Harry had been Malfoy, who had seen his wrong doings in the previous years and decided to amend them.
Now Malfoy, although still a typical Slytherin jerk, could make a legible conversation that didn't end up in the Gryffindors hexing the Slytherins or the other way around.
"What did you do in the holidays, Padma?" Draco was asking Padma Patil, who was a prefect from the Ravenclaw house and Parvarti's twin.
"Parv and I went skiing in Australia." Padma said, smiling slightly, when Draco raised his eyebrows, she sighed, "fine! Parv spent MOST of the time checking out the boys. but."
"Is your sister still going to drool over my heels the term?"
"I think she's found substantial replacement, Malfoy. I'm sorry." Hermione made a face. "Josselien. New 7th year."
"Oh, him." Malfoy's expression turned into one of evil glee.
"What about him?"
"Didn't you hear about the scenario that he caused in the Witches' Weekly?"
"No, I don't read the Witches' Weekly." Hermione said flatly. "No thanks to you."
Draco smiled slyly, "here. I brought it along."
Hermione scanned the article, jaw dropping. "You are JOKING."
"No joke, Granger. Pure fact."
"RITA Skeeter wrote this."
"She's converted to facts since you imprisoned her in that little glass jar of yours in 4th year."
Hermione spluttered. "Don't be ridiculous! This article says that 47 year old Mirya, a millionaire from the ancient Witte family, which had connections to the Tudor bloodline, wanted to divorce her husband- to marry 17 year old Josselien?"
(This is ENTIRELY from Mageborn Traitor)
"That is true."
"Isn't that a teeny age gap?"
"It's quite small, actually. I read an article from an Australian mag that said a 44 year old man marrying a 90 year old woman." Padma said succinctly.
"That's just ridiculous."
"True facts."
Just then, the first years entered the room- along with Josselien.
Everyone- even the teachers AND the males fell into a deep silence. A deep intake of breath could be heard.
"Oh god." Sighed someone.
"Everyone. PLEASE pay attention for the sorting of the students!" Professor McGonagall tapped her wand on the seat.
No one noticed.
Only when Professor Dumbledore shot firecrackers out of his wand, did the girls stop gaping, the teachers stop goggling and everyone focused on Dumbledore.
"Thankyou."
"Now, each student will be called up and they will be sorted into a house." McGonagall said sternly.
The hat sang his song (I'm not going to write it, people! Just use your imagination!)
Then the sorting began.
~ ~ ~ ~
Wow! 2000 words! What d'you think?
New chapters coming IF people review.
~
This fanfic is set in Harry Potter stuffy, but based on Melanie Rawn's "The Mageborn Traitor" storyline. Fine, not all of it. Just a particular one. Joss and Jored go to Mage Hall, right? (You don't have to know this) this is about Joss, who goes to Hogwarts and causes all the love-hiatus there.
This may not be as bad as it sounds. People who LOVE fluff and brooding, handsome guys should definitely read this. (Joss is a perfectionist)
Oh! And Hermione is sort of part of it as well! (She takes Taigen's (or Cailet's part), except there's not going to her parents, her brother, or anyone else, just Jored, Josselien. that's it!)
Storyline: This is just the world's crappiest summary, this story is about Hermione in 7th year. Her true love (Krum) has died, but still 'communicates' to her (Cailet and Gorynel Desse! Ugh! Too much Mageborn Traitor stuff!) then two new transfers arrive. Hermione is sure that she's seen one during a Voldemort related incident in her 5th year, but she's not sure who-and she's quickly falling in love with one of them!
