Title: The Day The Stars Fell
Author: Midnight_Dragons
Pairings: Draco/Hermione
Year: 6th
Rating: PG-13, R for later chapters
A/N: Hi everyone!! I am trying out a new fanfic and this one really holds my interest. A lot of this story or at least how it goes, is based on the way my life has gone or went. I hope that it holds your interest. It may be a little confusing at first, but it is explaining the stages of this girl's life and what made it become so wrong. Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story. I also want to thank SquorpionLady for being a wonderful beta.
Chapter 1
Gray Street
The rain pounded against the windows. The droplets cascading off of the roof in waterfall form. The air was cool and calm. The earth was no longer blue, but now was gray. Clouds of mist hung lightly on the trees. No sun was to be seen that day, just gray. The streets were empty and some lights illuminated the houses along the roads. Although it was early, people were awake. You could hear their slight rustling and movements in the quiet sky. They rung through the deep corners of the alleys and to the ends of the earth.
In a house that sat upon a hill in England, a young girl of seven awoke suddenly. She gasped for breath, but couldn't seem to get it. Her chest heaved in and out. She clutched it tightly, but soon after a few moments, air hit her lungs and she was able to calm down. She didn't understand why she was awoken in a state such as this. The young one looked around her room for a moment until her eyes fell upon the clock that hung on the wall. It read 6:34. She sighed and laid back down on her pillow and rolled over on her side. Ironically enough, the side she rolled over on was the side that faced her window. Her mind told her that by now the sun should be stretching its long rays of sunshine over the horizon, but it was not. Her cinnamon-gold eyes gave off a quite puzzled look and she pulled her blankets from her body. Her short legs fell over the side of the bed and walked her over to the window. Her small, somewhat bony arms pulled the curtains away a little and her flushed face peered into the day.
She looked up at the cloud-covered sky. It was beautiful. How they sat together as one. They covered the world in mystery and suspense. The girl knew that anything could happen on a rainy day, anything. Her head moved away from the direction of the window and down to the face the ground. She sighed and turned her head back. Her arms replaced the curtains as they were. Her feet walked her back to the bed and her young body dropped her down onto the mattress. Her head again lay on the pillow and her eyes fell shut. Steady breathing was soon heard, it rang across the world as the girl fell asleep once again.
~*~*~
A man walked down across the emerald green colored carpet to his daughter's room. He pushed the door open quietly and saw her asleep in her twin size bed. He walked over to her bed and sat on the end. He rubbed her back while murmuring to her. The girl rolled over mumbling and covering her head with the covers. The man chuckled and pulled the covers back.
"It is time to get up, baby," the man told the small body that lay exposed to the cold.
"Do I have to, Daddy," the girl said opening her eyes slowly, so she could adjust to the darkness in her room.
"Yes, you do. You have to go to school. You know that, munchkin," the girl's father replied. The girl just grumbled and sat up in her bed. Her father gave her a hug. He arose from the bed and walked to the door frame.
"I want to see you up okay? I will be downstairs," the man said and winked at her.
"Okay Daddy, I am up for the moment, may not be in a moment, but I am now. Just joking, see you downstairs," the girl smiled as she got out of bed and stetched. She turned around and started to make her bed. When she looked up, her father had already gone downstairs.
She got dressed in her nice school clothes, a pair of blue jeans and a black Titanic sweatshirt. She walked over to her chest-of-drawers and retrieved a pair of while socks, on the way over to her bed, her hands picked up her while tennis shoes. She sat back down on her bed and pulled on her socks and then shoes. She pulled her body off of the bed and smoothed her jeans and sweatshirt down and walked out of her room. Her feet led her to the bathroom at the end of the hall. She walked in and turned the light on. Her eyes squinted from the light, but nevertheless she grabbed her brush and started to brush her dark brown hair. She put it up in a ponytail and placed the brush back. Her hand turned off the light and her feet again led her downstairs.
When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she turned her head and saw her dad sitting in the living room watching football. His feet were propped up on the footstool and his arms were crossed over his chest. He was still in his work clothes, white dress shirt, black slacks, and black shoes with black socks. She walked over to him and gave him a hug.
"You look nice Hermione. Trying to impress a boy," her father laughed.
"No Daddy, this is how I dress," Hermione said blushing.
"I see. Well, you go and get some breakfast in your stomach," her father said, pushing her along.
Hermione walked into the kitchen and had a craving for cereal this morning. She walked over the refrigerator and being too short to reach the top, she had a method. She opened the refrigerator and stood on the inside of it. She got on her tiptoe-toes and reached for the cereal box. She finally grabbed it and got brought it down. She hopped out of the fridge and grabbed the milk before closing the door. Hermione walked over to the counter and got the bowl out the drain. She poured her cereal and then the milk. She grabbed a towel off of the sink and walked toward the living room, a spoon.
She sat down next to her father on the chair and they sat there and watched football together, for about five seconds.
"Daddy, can I have the remote, this is boring," Hermione said to her father, putting a spoonful of cereal in her mouth.
"Well.....okay," her father said handing her the remote, "But make sure that it is The Little Mermaid, there is a good episode on today."
"Okay," Hermione said beaming and changing the channel to 69.
~*~*~
Hermione and her father left in their car at about 7:30. They chatted cheerfully all the way to school. Her father cracked funny jokes and Hermione told her father about a project in English that she was really excited about. About 20 minutes later, they got to Hermione's elementry school. She kissed her father on the cheek and got out of the car. She opened the back door and got out her backpack. She put it on and walked away. Little did Hermione know, that was the last time she would see her father.
~*~*~
3:30 rolled around and school let out. Hermione was overjoyed because she had gotten an A on her math test and math wasn't her best subject. She walked over to the bike rack were she was to meet her dad. She stood there and waited. Hermione didn't see her father's car anywhere. Kids walked past her and bid them goodbye, but was worried that her father wasn't there.
Just as Hermione was about to go to the office, she heard a car horn honk. She turned her head and saw her father sticking his head out of the window. Hermione ran over to the car and threw her backpack in the backseat and hopped in the front seat. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.
"Hi Daddy," she said cheerfully.
"Hey, baby. How was school," her father said as he turned the steering wheel in the direction of home.
"I got an A on my math test," Hermione practically yelled.
"Oh Hermione! That is great. I am so proud of you," he said, turning and smiling at her. Hermione just beamed back. The rest of the car ride went in silence.
As they arrived home, Hermione noticed another car in the driveway. She didn't say anything at first, but figured that her father would probably tell her. Hermione hopped out of the car and grabbed her bag and ran up the steps to her door and waited for her dad to come and unlock it.
"Herm, the door is unlocked," her father yelled. Hermione didn't understand this, but she opened the door anyways. Hermione threw her bag by the door, then walked down the hall to the dining room. Hermione let out a bloody-curdling scream and her dad came running into the house.
"What is it, Hermione!!"
"Dad, who is she," Hermione said, pointing a finger at a woman with black, frizzy hair and a somewhat pointed face.
"Oh, I was going to wait to tell you, but this is your to be step-mother, Judy."
~*~ 9 years later ~*~
"You stupid little bitch!! You broke my finest china. That was my favorite cup," Judy yelled.
"Yeah and if you hadn't been hovering over my shoulder, I wouldn't dropped it," Hermione yelled back.
"I was making sure you washed it properly," Judy screamed.
"I am 16 years old. I think I can handle washing a few dishes," Hermione said scoffing, "Look, I am going to bed. I have to go to school in the morning."
"Right, school...in September," Judy stated.
"Yeah, in September. Good night," Hermione said simply and walked up the stairs to her room.
As Hermione entered her room, she looked around for a moment. She, then slammed the door behind her. Her legs brought her to her bed and she plopped down upon it. She couldn't believe that this had happened to her. She loved her father, yes, but this, this woman. No, she hated her. If looks could kill, Judy would have dropped dead numerous times. Hermione sighed and got up. She figured that she had to hold her head high and walk the extra mile. Her life was not ending although it felt like it was. She walked over to her closet and changed into pajamas. Her weak legs carried her back to her bed and got her into it.
Hermione rolled over on her side, the one that faced her window. She heard thunder rumbling overhead. She sighed. The rain, it started to fall. Hermione remembered the morning she woke up to the rain. 9 years ago, it happened. That was when her life changed forever.
~*~*~
A/N: Well, that is the first chapter. I don't know if you guys will like it, but review and tell me if I should continue or no. This chapter served one purpose. To show all the readers what happened before her 6th year at Hogwarts. I also want to say that I am sorry for any spelling mistakes. I hope you all understood and please review. Thank you! Bye!!
Midnight_Dragons
Author: Midnight_Dragons
Pairings: Draco/Hermione
Year: 6th
Rating: PG-13, R for later chapters
A/N: Hi everyone!! I am trying out a new fanfic and this one really holds my interest. A lot of this story or at least how it goes, is based on the way my life has gone or went. I hope that it holds your interest. It may be a little confusing at first, but it is explaining the stages of this girl's life and what made it become so wrong. Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story. I also want to thank SquorpionLady for being a wonderful beta.
Chapter 1
Gray Street
The rain pounded against the windows. The droplets cascading off of the roof in waterfall form. The air was cool and calm. The earth was no longer blue, but now was gray. Clouds of mist hung lightly on the trees. No sun was to be seen that day, just gray. The streets were empty and some lights illuminated the houses along the roads. Although it was early, people were awake. You could hear their slight rustling and movements in the quiet sky. They rung through the deep corners of the alleys and to the ends of the earth.
In a house that sat upon a hill in England, a young girl of seven awoke suddenly. She gasped for breath, but couldn't seem to get it. Her chest heaved in and out. She clutched it tightly, but soon after a few moments, air hit her lungs and she was able to calm down. She didn't understand why she was awoken in a state such as this. The young one looked around her room for a moment until her eyes fell upon the clock that hung on the wall. It read 6:34. She sighed and laid back down on her pillow and rolled over on her side. Ironically enough, the side she rolled over on was the side that faced her window. Her mind told her that by now the sun should be stretching its long rays of sunshine over the horizon, but it was not. Her cinnamon-gold eyes gave off a quite puzzled look and she pulled her blankets from her body. Her short legs fell over the side of the bed and walked her over to the window. Her small, somewhat bony arms pulled the curtains away a little and her flushed face peered into the day.
She looked up at the cloud-covered sky. It was beautiful. How they sat together as one. They covered the world in mystery and suspense. The girl knew that anything could happen on a rainy day, anything. Her head moved away from the direction of the window and down to the face the ground. She sighed and turned her head back. Her arms replaced the curtains as they were. Her feet walked her back to the bed and her young body dropped her down onto the mattress. Her head again lay on the pillow and her eyes fell shut. Steady breathing was soon heard, it rang across the world as the girl fell asleep once again.
~*~*~
A man walked down across the emerald green colored carpet to his daughter's room. He pushed the door open quietly and saw her asleep in her twin size bed. He walked over to her bed and sat on the end. He rubbed her back while murmuring to her. The girl rolled over mumbling and covering her head with the covers. The man chuckled and pulled the covers back.
"It is time to get up, baby," the man told the small body that lay exposed to the cold.
"Do I have to, Daddy," the girl said opening her eyes slowly, so she could adjust to the darkness in her room.
"Yes, you do. You have to go to school. You know that, munchkin," the girl's father replied. The girl just grumbled and sat up in her bed. Her father gave her a hug. He arose from the bed and walked to the door frame.
"I want to see you up okay? I will be downstairs," the man said and winked at her.
"Okay Daddy, I am up for the moment, may not be in a moment, but I am now. Just joking, see you downstairs," the girl smiled as she got out of bed and stetched. She turned around and started to make her bed. When she looked up, her father had already gone downstairs.
She got dressed in her nice school clothes, a pair of blue jeans and a black Titanic sweatshirt. She walked over to her chest-of-drawers and retrieved a pair of while socks, on the way over to her bed, her hands picked up her while tennis shoes. She sat back down on her bed and pulled on her socks and then shoes. She pulled her body off of the bed and smoothed her jeans and sweatshirt down and walked out of her room. Her feet led her to the bathroom at the end of the hall. She walked in and turned the light on. Her eyes squinted from the light, but nevertheless she grabbed her brush and started to brush her dark brown hair. She put it up in a ponytail and placed the brush back. Her hand turned off the light and her feet again led her downstairs.
When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she turned her head and saw her dad sitting in the living room watching football. His feet were propped up on the footstool and his arms were crossed over his chest. He was still in his work clothes, white dress shirt, black slacks, and black shoes with black socks. She walked over to him and gave him a hug.
"You look nice Hermione. Trying to impress a boy," her father laughed.
"No Daddy, this is how I dress," Hermione said blushing.
"I see. Well, you go and get some breakfast in your stomach," her father said, pushing her along.
Hermione walked into the kitchen and had a craving for cereal this morning. She walked over the refrigerator and being too short to reach the top, she had a method. She opened the refrigerator and stood on the inside of it. She got on her tiptoe-toes and reached for the cereal box. She finally grabbed it and got brought it down. She hopped out of the fridge and grabbed the milk before closing the door. Hermione walked over to the counter and got the bowl out the drain. She poured her cereal and then the milk. She grabbed a towel off of the sink and walked toward the living room, a spoon.
She sat down next to her father on the chair and they sat there and watched football together, for about five seconds.
"Daddy, can I have the remote, this is boring," Hermione said to her father, putting a spoonful of cereal in her mouth.
"Well.....okay," her father said handing her the remote, "But make sure that it is The Little Mermaid, there is a good episode on today."
"Okay," Hermione said beaming and changing the channel to 69.
~*~*~
Hermione and her father left in their car at about 7:30. They chatted cheerfully all the way to school. Her father cracked funny jokes and Hermione told her father about a project in English that she was really excited about. About 20 minutes later, they got to Hermione's elementry school. She kissed her father on the cheek and got out of the car. She opened the back door and got out her backpack. She put it on and walked away. Little did Hermione know, that was the last time she would see her father.
~*~*~
3:30 rolled around and school let out. Hermione was overjoyed because she had gotten an A on her math test and math wasn't her best subject. She walked over to the bike rack were she was to meet her dad. She stood there and waited. Hermione didn't see her father's car anywhere. Kids walked past her and bid them goodbye, but was worried that her father wasn't there.
Just as Hermione was about to go to the office, she heard a car horn honk. She turned her head and saw her father sticking his head out of the window. Hermione ran over to the car and threw her backpack in the backseat and hopped in the front seat. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.
"Hi Daddy," she said cheerfully.
"Hey, baby. How was school," her father said as he turned the steering wheel in the direction of home.
"I got an A on my math test," Hermione practically yelled.
"Oh Hermione! That is great. I am so proud of you," he said, turning and smiling at her. Hermione just beamed back. The rest of the car ride went in silence.
As they arrived home, Hermione noticed another car in the driveway. She didn't say anything at first, but figured that her father would probably tell her. Hermione hopped out of the car and grabbed her bag and ran up the steps to her door and waited for her dad to come and unlock it.
"Herm, the door is unlocked," her father yelled. Hermione didn't understand this, but she opened the door anyways. Hermione threw her bag by the door, then walked down the hall to the dining room. Hermione let out a bloody-curdling scream and her dad came running into the house.
"What is it, Hermione!!"
"Dad, who is she," Hermione said, pointing a finger at a woman with black, frizzy hair and a somewhat pointed face.
"Oh, I was going to wait to tell you, but this is your to be step-mother, Judy."
~*~ 9 years later ~*~
"You stupid little bitch!! You broke my finest china. That was my favorite cup," Judy yelled.
"Yeah and if you hadn't been hovering over my shoulder, I wouldn't dropped it," Hermione yelled back.
"I was making sure you washed it properly," Judy screamed.
"I am 16 years old. I think I can handle washing a few dishes," Hermione said scoffing, "Look, I am going to bed. I have to go to school in the morning."
"Right, school...in September," Judy stated.
"Yeah, in September. Good night," Hermione said simply and walked up the stairs to her room.
As Hermione entered her room, she looked around for a moment. She, then slammed the door behind her. Her legs brought her to her bed and she plopped down upon it. She couldn't believe that this had happened to her. She loved her father, yes, but this, this woman. No, she hated her. If looks could kill, Judy would have dropped dead numerous times. Hermione sighed and got up. She figured that she had to hold her head high and walk the extra mile. Her life was not ending although it felt like it was. She walked over to her closet and changed into pajamas. Her weak legs carried her back to her bed and got her into it.
Hermione rolled over on her side, the one that faced her window. She heard thunder rumbling overhead. She sighed. The rain, it started to fall. Hermione remembered the morning she woke up to the rain. 9 years ago, it happened. That was when her life changed forever.
~*~*~
A/N: Well, that is the first chapter. I don't know if you guys will like it, but review and tell me if I should continue or no. This chapter served one purpose. To show all the readers what happened before her 6th year at Hogwarts. I also want to say that I am sorry for any spelling mistakes. I hope you all understood and please review. Thank you! Bye!!
Midnight_Dragons