Heart of Glass, a harry potter fanfic

Heart of Glass

Mrs Hermione.

Chapter 1

In the beginning

It was a warm, sunny day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The school grounds were littered with students ranging from First Years to Seventh Years. However, a certain Seventh Year was still in her dorm, listening to the latest album her parents had sent her from their journeys. Her favourite happened to be this certain song:

In the beginning

K'naan

In the beginning there was a hum

Poet whose pulse fell

Drum Drum Drum!

He would perform prayers and all

Till one day he heard a voice call

Come Come Come!

Suspicious he moved with vicious caution
Dismisses, he thinks it's a little off
People get held back by the voice inside them

Yo -
The voice said I'm poised to speak inside you
Rejoice and please let me invite you
to evil, greed and lies too

Yeah -
Confusing days he moved in ways he soon became a kuuni
Boom boom boom
and knock on his door his lord is no more
and knock on his door his soul is no more

La la la la- yeah
La la la la- that was in the beginning
La la la la- as the story goes on
La la la la

So so so -
The poet's got a proposal
He would always hope but never know
What it feels to be free

He would be the frozen imposed as the chosen on all those opposing
But he would be greedy
That's got him there
He's power hungry and proud too

People don't care, people just scared
People don't care, people just prayer

La la la la- yeah
La la la la- that was in the beginning
La la la la- there was a hum
La la la la- and things change
La la la la-

Yeah, yeah, yeah -
Say -
It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark
In the eyes of the youth there are question marks
Like freedom
Freedom for the mind and soul
We don't see them
See them for their worth at all
That's why we lead them
Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them
Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them
Treat them like the enemy humanity will need them
Need them like the blood we spill and where freedom

Freedom for the hearts we fill
Mislead them
They hunger for the love we give
But we cheat them

The cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom
So they defeat them
Whatever spirit he's got
Beat them

And they teach them that the rest of the world don't need him
And he believes it's a disease that he's heathen
Put up your fists if all you want is freedom
Put up your fists if all you want is –

La la la la- That was in the beginning
La la la la- And things change
La la la la-

Yeah, yeah, yeah -
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on

And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on

Hermione Granger had replayed this song over and over and over again all day, just listening to it, dancing as madly as she dare and eventually she just sat on her bed and wrote:

'Dear Mum and Dad,

Thank you so much for my new 'K'naan' album! It's the best! I wonder where you are now. I can't believe that you have managed to get from Britain to China in only 3 weeks! It's amazing! My favourite song is 'In the Beginning'. It mirrors what I think exactly! Well, nearly!

Hope you both are well

Love You

From

Hermione -x-'

Suddenly, just as Hermione was adding the last few touches to her letter, the door to the girls' dorm slammed open and in marched Ginny Weasley.

"Get out of here now or I will sue you!"

"Come on Ginny. You know whenever my parents send me something I have to examine it for at least a day" Hermione mock pouted.

"Well, you better snap out of that and soon! Or Ron will go mad!"

"Why's that?"

At that Ginny stuck her tongue out at Hermione and flounced of forcing Hermione to follow her, to get her answer. Hermione sighed. Ginny was impossible. Oh well, Ginny was right it was a lovely day and she was missing it all. And she was curious. Why would Ron go mad about her being inside every minute of the day? Only Ginny knew and Hermione was going to get an answer.