Disclaimer – I know this may come as a complete shock to you all, but I am sorry I don't own Harry Potter or the 6th sense.
Summary – Hermione almost dies the night Voldemort is defeated. She is technically dead for ten minutes. In those ten minutes she is visited by a woman telling her she has received the gift or curse to see the dead. Some of the dead want help, while others want to kill her for finding out their secrets. Will she be able to survive this and admit her feelings for Harry? Who else will believe her? Well read to find out (:
A/N – A new fanfic by me, and I promise this one to be a lot better then Life's Next Great Adventure. I'm going to put more time into this one and work harder on editing. And I am also going to try and get the chapters longer.
Gift or Curse?
Chapter 1 – receiving the gift
Hermione Granger slowly woke up, and looked around seeing nothing but whiteness as far as the eye can see. She looked down to see she was completely naked.
The last thing she remembered was a green streak flying at her. Oh my god she thought, I'm dead. She looked down to see she was completely naked.
"No dear you are not dead, yet," said a voice, which sounded much like a women.
"Who's there?" She asked. Then a woman wearing a long white dress emerged in front of her. She had long silver hair and a golden amulet around her neck. In her hand she had a book; Hermione saw the cover "Psychomanteum", but didn't understand what that meant. "Why am I here? And where is here?"
"You are here by chance or destiny. And you are at the place between life and death, your world and heaven and hell. You're in the middle," said the women.
"Am I going to die?" Hermione asked voice quivering.
"No, no you're not going to die. You are hear by chance or destiny what ever you believe in. You're here to receive the gift of Psychomanteum," said the women.
"How do I know I can trust you and what you're saying?" asked Hermione.
"You can trust me and my words or you can't. If you don't trust me and my words you will have to wait to see the gift first hand," replied the women.
"Can you at least tell me your name and about this gift?" asked Hermione.
"My name dear is Varda the lady of the stars. And this gift or curse as some may say is Psychomanteum. And you will learn in good time what it is. But that is enough for now we will meet again. Good bye child," and with that the women suddenly faded.
O...great thought Hermione, I'm stuck here in the middle of life and death with no idea how to get back. And some women just tell's me I received a gift, and wouldn't even tell me what it is. And she said her name was Varda the lady of the stars. So that must mean she has some type of seer powers, she can predict the future by reading the stars. I have a bad feeling about this gift. I just wish I was back in Hogwarts in Harry's arms. But that will never happen since he doesn't feel that way about me. There always was that ray of hope I guess. Harry has never dated since Cho, maybe he does like me. I know I haven't dated since Victor. Even though Ron did ask me out in sixth year and I told him I didn't and could never love him that way. I still remember the conversation now....
"Why can't you go out with me?" shouted an angry Ron.
"Because I don't feel that way about you and never will Ron," I shouted back just as angry.
"Fine, but you at least can tell me who has your heart," argued Ron.
"No! Why does it matter to you, I'm not a prize!" I shouted getting even angrier.
"If you at least tell me who you love I won't bother you ever again about this," complained Ron. "C'mon I at least deserve to know since you turned me down."
"Fine," I mumbled. "Who do you think Ron?"
"Victor the moody quiditch player?" said Ron.
"No, I told you that me and Victor are just friends," I argued back.
"Then who? Neville, Dean, Seamus, Justin ..." said Ron as he kept mentioning names until I finally broke him up.
"Har...ry," I mumbled.
"What was that Hermione I didn't hear you?" said Ron.
"Fine Ron if you really want to know, you better never ever tell him or ill hex you into next year," complained an angry Hermione.
"Fine, just tell me," said Ron.
"Harry, it's always been Harry. Are you happy now?" said Hermione.
"Yes, I am happy. But why don't you tell him?" asked Ron.
"Like he would ever love me that way," argued Hermione.
"You'd be surprised," Ron mumbled.
"What was that?" asked Hermione.
"Nothing, I said I'll talk to you later," and with that Ron left.
Then as the conversation left me I lied down leaving sleep overtake me. Well there is always a chance that Harry may like me, I'll just have to wait and see.
Hermione woke up lying in the hospital wing. She felt a hand on hers and she looked to her right to see Harry sleeping on a chair with his hand entwined with hers. She smiled at him before waking him up. "Harry, Harry wake up sleepy head," said Hermione softly.
"Hermione? How are you feeling?" I asked.
"I'm fine Harry, what about you, did you defeat Voldemort?" Hermione asked voice shaking slightly.
"Yes, Hermione it's finally over. All the death and torment Voldemort caused is over," I said with my voice breaking slightly as me and Hermione hugged each other for dear life. "I almost lost you there when Voldemort sent the killing curse at you. You were dead for ten minutes and you came back, I don't know how but you survived you're only the second person to ever survive."
"Shh...I'm alive and well now, that's all that matters," said Hermione. She could always get me to calm down, but she doesn't know I love her and if she died then I would have died.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"What for?" asked Hermione.
"For failing to protect you," I said.
"Harry, you didn't have to protect me, I can protect my self. And you weren't supposed to be worrying about me or Ron. You were just supposed to defeat Voldemort and you did. Harry you're finally free, no more weight is on your shoulder. You can finally live your life to its fullest," said Hermione softly.
"You're right, I was just being stupid. I'm going to go leave Ron, Luna and everyone else know you're all right. I'll be back in an hour and we can talk ok?" I said. I think tonight I'm going to tell Hermione how I feel.
"Okay, don't be to long," said Hermione.
"I won't, ill be back before you know it," I said smiling at her. And with that I walked out the room.
Hermione was just lying in her bed in the hospital wing when she noticed the book she saw in her dream on the stand. But I thought that was just a dream? So she grabbed the book and began scanning inside it, every page blank except the front cover which said Psychomanteum. Wonder what that means, I'm going to have to look it up when I get out of here. She kept scanning the pages until she reached a page with words on it.
Hermione that was not a dream, and I lady of the stars visited you. You have received the gift Psychomanteum. You may not know what it is now, but you will in good time. I suggest once you learn of your secret you keep it just that a secret. Or just tell the one's you trust most. This secret isn't normal; people will begin to test your sanity once they learn of it. One last piece of advice, listen to the visitors you get, because not all of them are evil. We will meet again – Varda lady of the stars.
Oh my god that really happened. What is this secret that people will begin to test my sanity. I would normally tell this to my parents, but since they died last summer I have no one I trust completely except Harry. But will he believe me? Will he ever love me after he learns of this secret? I hope so; at least I have a place to stay this summer, since the Weaslys offered me and Harry to stay there this summer and a course we accepted. Since we both have no where else to go, well Harry has #12 Grimwauld but he hates that place. Speaking of summer, we have graduation in a week. Me and Harry have to give speeches as Head boy and girl. I should start working on it but I'm to tired, I'll just take a nap till Harry gets back.
I walked up to the Gargoyles guarding Headmaster Dumbledore's office. "M&M's" I said as the Gargoyles sprang apart. I knocked on the door to hear Dumbledore call me in.
"So Harry, I presume this has to do on the condition of Mrs. Granger?" Dumbledore asked his eyes sparkling. He doesn't look so old anymore now that the war is over.
"Yes Sir, Hermione just woke up not to long ago. I told her I was going to go tell you and the others that she was awake and doing fine. So I was wondering if I could go to St. Mungo's to let everyone know how she was," asked Harry.
"Yes that will be quite all right. Just take some floo and floo there. And tell Arthur to get well soon. We can't be too much longer with out our Minister of Magic," said Dumbledore.
Arthur was made Minister of Magic in our sixth year when the council voted Fudge incompetent to do his job. And with help from Dumbledore, Arthur was made the new minister. He was injured in the last battle at Malfoy's mansion. But he would be fine. Another thing that changed was Draco. We always thought he was bad, and would grow up to be like his father. Maybe he would of, if it wasn't for Ginny who he was now in love with. Draco even helped us through the mansion to the secret basement where the last battle was fought. Draco also killed his father by protecting Ginny. If any of the Weaslys doubted Draco then, they don't now. "Yes sir, I will be back soon." With that he nodded and I threw the floo into the fire and shouted, "St. Mungo's."
I felt dizzy as I started to spin on my way to St. Mungo's. Think I would get used to using floo powder by now? Oh well, I started walking to the front desk. "Can I have Minister Arthur's room?"
"Sorry, only family is permitted to see him," said the lady at the desk. I raised an eyebrow at her then showed her my scar. "Oh, sorry Mr. Potter, room 10 on magical spell injuries floor." Just one good reason for being the Boy who lived or now the Man who conquered, as the papers now called me.
I walked over to the elevator and scanned the sheet for which floor was Spell injuries. Ah, floor 3 room 8 was what I was looking for. So I got into the elevator and hit the three button. It was only a couple of seconds before I was out of the elevator and walking down the hall and knocking on the door. "Come in," came Mrs. Weaslys voice.
I opened the door and walked in, right away Mrs. Weasly wrapping me in a hug. "How are you doing Arthur," I asked.
"I'm doing fine Harry, but tell us how Hermione is doing?" Arthur asked.
"We'll she just woke up not to long ago and I told her I was going to let everyone know how she was. So I should really get running back I just didn't want yous to worry," I replied.
"I'll go with you Harry," said Ron. I just nodded as we hugged everyone and left walking down the hall and into the elevator. No words were spoken as we flood back to Dumbledore's office.
"How is your father?" Dumbledore asked Ron.
"He is doing fine," replied Ron.
"Very well, I won't keep yous waiting, I'm sure you're both anxious to see Mrs. Granger. Some more then others," said Dumbledore giving me a wink. Me and Ron both nodded and left the office of our headmasters.
"So you going to tell her how you feel tonight?" asked Ron.
"I'm thinking about it," I replied.
"Go for it mate, I'm sure she likes you too," replied Ron.
"But what if she doesn't, our friendship will be ruined," I said.
"Well I asked her out in our 6th year and she turned me down, and were still friends. Trust me on this one mate, go for it. And plus I won't stick around long; I have to get back and get some sleep. I have that meeting with the Cuddly Cannons scout tomorrow morning," said Ron.
"Yea you're right I will just tell her and hope for the best," I replied.
"So are you going to set up an appointment to meet with the Cuddly Cannons. You know all their players retired. Except Katie Bell is returning as a chaser. The team will be young next year. And bedside's we can play together again, we never lost a game playing on the same team. And plus you will make the team easily, you were the best seeker Hogwarts ever saw," said Ron.
"Yea sure, since I decided no to be an Auror I'll need a job. And quiditch was always my favorite thing to do, so asks the scout tomorrow about meeting me sometime this summer," I replied.
"Great, I will ask him tomorrow," replied Ron. And with that we just walked down the halls of Hogwarts in silence.