Chapter 1
Summary: Hermione is not who she seems, she has been hiding all her life from a past she doesn't want. So when she is thrown back in she isn't happy. Along the way she finds thing she thought she lost, true love, and herself. Spoilers: "As the queen you are the one who calls the shots now, My lady."
Dramione
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters I only own Lyra.
The Shaking and Magical Pulses Begin
Hermione's POV
I was putting some bat eyes in my cauldron when there was a suddenly mine and everyone's cauldron tumbled on the floor getting everywhere. We were knocked down by the sheer force of it. Then I felt, everyone felt it, the magic awaken within you and burn and freeze every nerve in your body at the same time. It was painful and it felt good all at the same time and it pulsed. Everyone one was too shocked to speak, everyone but me. Because I was the only one who knows what was going on. Then it stopped.
"What the bloody hell was that!" Ron said with amazement and shock in his voice.
"No idea." Harry answered, his voice shaking slightly from what just happened.
"Everybody pick up your cauldrons and clean up your messes and get out, class dismissed." Snape barked before leaving the room. As everyone got up to comply.
I was a bit worried that hasn't happened for over ten thousand years. I knew it may just be the castle letting off magic but if it happens again I will have to check it out. I hope Lyra isn't up to anything but I have to hope for the best.
"You ok there Mione you spaced out for a minute then?" Harry asked concern in his voice.
"I'm fine just thinking…" I trailed off. I quickly picked up my cauldron, clean up the mess, and put the cauldron in the sink before grabbing my bag and rushing out the door. Half way down the hall I ran into someone. I braced myself to fall before two arms encircled my waste and helped me to my feet. I looked over to thank my savior and saw Draco Malfoy standing behind me, the Malfoy smirk on his face.
"Mm… Thank you Malfoy."
"Anytime Granger" He replied before walking off without saying another word.
Ok that was weird. He didn't even call me mudblood like he usually does, come to think of it he hasn't pick on any of us since the beginning of the year and its November. There have been plenty of chances.
Come to think of that there something different about him this year. And I haven't decided whether I like it or not yet. It seems so different than the normal. One thing I am for sure.
"This is going to be an interesting year sister, an interesting year indeed." said a voice in my head I haven't heard in a long time.
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