So, name change! ChaosSeirofreedomfromrulenin is now AnaxshiNearXVIAni-Nyu. Anyways, I do not own Harry Potter, only the OCs.
Summary:Hermione's life at Hogwarts as she deals with her parents' deaths, crushes, a murdering maniac and more. Follows book 3-Post-Hogwarts. As they say, it is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
Chapter 1)
The rain on the road was heavy. Hermione sat in the back of her dad's 1964 Buick Sport Wagon, her luggage in the back. Second Year at Hogwarts School of WitchCraft and Wizardry had been eventful, with the giant Basilisk roaming the plumbing, her brewing polyjuice and turning into a cat and then into a statue.
Her parents had allowed her to go to France to visit Ophelia Renard, her pen pal since primary school. She had just returned and her parents had picked her up from the airport. They were now driving to the sitters to pick up Hermione's 10 month old little sister Ariadne Granger.
It was storming, and no one saw the other car coming.
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Sirius Black was in his animagus form, headed for Little Whinging to get a look at Harry before continuing on to Hogwarts. The rain was pouring down badly, so he decided to go find himself some shelter.
It was as he was trying to find some that he saw the collision of a 1964 Buick Sport Wagon and a truck. The wagon flipped through the air, slamming into a tree. Once all was still he transformed into his human form and ran out.
He found a man, dead, in the truck and smelling like alcohol. He went to the buick. The front left side was crushed, and the two in the front had been crushed as well. The back of the car was also in bad shape, but the girl was still alive, but barely. Light brown eyes met his grey ones as he pulled her out.
"Call...help." She croaked out.
"How? There isn't anyone for miles!"
"Cellphone. Front pocket of my jeans. Diall 111, we're on M25." She managed to get out, before she began to go limp, her breath faint.
"No! No, stay with me. Come on Pads, what can help-Wait, Lily made us all learn that muggle breathing thing." He began to do compressions and breath in her mouth and nose. Quickly he fished out her 'cellphone' and dialed the number. It wasn't much different from any other muggle phone.
"Hello, what is your emergency?" A perky sounding woman said.
"I'm on M25, I've got a dead drunk truck driver, a dead man and woman in their late 40's, early 50's, and a girl somewhere around the age 12 to 13 barely hanging onto life by a thread! Get people here quick!"
"Right sir, we're on route. Do you first aid?"
"Some, my best friend's wife insisted on us learning. Why?"
"Try to get any wounds bandaged best you can."
"Alright. I have to put down this cell though."
"Alright sir."
Sirius put it down and began to rip up his Azkaban prison uniform for bandages. Her side was badly injured, and her leg and arm were both broken. He continued to do compressions and breathing, alternating between bandaging, compressions and breathings.
Cars and a muggle ambulance raced up.
"It's Sirius Black!" A cop yelled.
Sirius didn't stop. "Yes, yes, I'm Sirius Black, blah blah blah. Look, I've got a badly injured girl here with a broken leg, broken arm, a hole in her side and at least three broken ribs! Saving her is more important!"
A muggle healer ran up. "Bring a stretcher!"
More people ran up with a stretcher, and he lifted her up onto it.
"You're coming with me Black." An officer said.
Sirius sighed, rolling his eyes. "Yes….No." He kicked the cop and ran off into the woods, hiding and quickly turning into his animagus form. A gun bullet him and he went down.
"I've got him sir!"
"Come on, let's grab the body."
Two officers came through the brush.
"You didn't hit Black! You hit some poor stray dog! Come on, let's take him with us."
The bigger of the officers lifted him into his arms, and carried him through. The ambulance was leaving,and Sirius began to bark. He jumped out of his arms, and limp-ran to the ambulance, jumping in just as it closed and raced to the hospital.
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"The dog isn't leaving her side ma'am."
Doctor Hannah Grey nodded. "Well, at least he allowed us to treat his leg and feed for the girl.."
"Doctor, are you talking to the dog?"
Hannah smiled at the intern. "Of course. He obviously cares for her. Besides, both her parents were killed in that car crash and she has no living relatives except for a ten month old girl who is currently in a home. She still deserves to have someone know what all happened to her. And if a dog is the only one, then so be it. She has a broken arm, wrist, leg and ankle. Her shoulder has been dislocated. All of this will heal, but her heart is another matter."
The dog looked up at this, standing at attention.
"I have been Hermione's doctor for a long time. She suffers from an extremely weak heart, and the strain of the car wreck was major. Hopefully she'll prove strong enough to survive-or somehow we'll be able to get a heart to replace her's. Of course, even after all that-it also depends on whether she wakes up at all."
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Dun Dun Dun. Well. here's the first chapter of the new To Love and Lost. Hope you enjoyed. Updates will be on Saturdays, but not every saturday because life gets busy.
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