AN: There's a picture of Goldenrods on my profile if you'd like to know what they look like!
HeartForSoul
Seattle, Washington. It's a good thing she knew it was rainy. She was in need of clothes, but she didn't have any money. She started to wonder if she should have stayed with the boys. She walked down a highway into a nearby shopping center. She needed clothes, no matter how she might get them!
Walking...walking...walking...walk- "Oomph!" She hit something hard. Seeing as she was a vampire, that was saying something. Falling to the floor, she frowned, wondering what she'd knocked into.
"Sorry miss, I-Hermione?" A voice asked. She looked up. Yellow eyes. She had been seeing those a lot lately.
She stood up and finally figured out who it was. "What are you doing here Blaise?"
"I could ask you the same question! What are you doing in public? You could kill the cashier as he is checking you out! You haven't even bothered to cover up your eyes! Seriously, Hermione! I thought you'd be more careful! I honestly shouldn't even be surprised your here. You've always been quite a determined girl. Why-Why are you carrying a bunch of flowers?"
Hermione ignored Blaise's rant for a moment, and instead, she walked over to a nearby mirror. Looking at her reflection, she gasped.
"You look a bit different 'Mione."
That's an understatement. She felt a hand on her shoulder, not bothering to look down. She knew it was Blaise. She was pulled into a hug. That girl in the mirror couldn't be her.
She was beautiful with her curly blonde-brown hair to her ribs, the snow white skin, complimented by her red luscious lips. To top it all off, she had deep, ruby eyes. Both were sparkling brightly, like gems, from her face. "I forgot to tell you I can withstand human blood now. For some reason." She lied, hoping to get it over with quickly.
Blaise looked at Hermione in shock and then he smiled. "So you would be willing to come with us to high school then?"
Hermione frowned. High school? She'd gotten so used to being alone that a crowd of unfamiliar muggles didn't seem tempting. I can always blend into the background... Hermione smiled. "Yeah, I guess. Where is everyone?"
Blaise kept one arm around her and walked out into the rain. "They found a house we can use in this place, Forks. It's not too far. We can run if you want."
So that was how she found herself standing in front of a house at the greenest place on Earth, drenched with the teardrops from the sky.
"Hey-"
"Hermione is-"
"-back!" Fred and George came speeding out, and she was engulfed in hugs.
Draco smiled from the doorway, "Nice to see you Granger."
"She won't be Granger for long," Blaise reminded Draco, walking Hermione inside, the twins following, but heading in another direction.
"Huh?" Hermione asked.
"We're getting new identities." Fred and George said from the den.
Fred grinned, walking over to the next room, the kitchen. "You can pick your own first name-"
"-but your last name will be picked for you." George finished, still sitting in the den.
"I think we should make Blaise, Hermione, and me brother and sister. We can always say our parents are dead. Most of them are. That or we don't give a damn about them now."
"Georgie and I have already figured our names could be our middle names. Mine is Jake and his is Jack. Close names and close faces." Hermione nodded.
Blaise spoke up, "I'd do the same but I'd rather not be named Draco. Our parents were close and gave each other our first names as middle names. My name is now Eric."
"Stupid, muggle names. My names is Danny. It was the closest to my name I could get."
Hermione smiled. "Hmmm... I wonder what I should pick... I know! My name is going to be Ella! It means beautiful fairy." The guys rolled their eyes with knowing grins. Go figure. Hermione knew what the name she chose meant.
"High school starts tomorrow. We all still need clothes. Well, Hermione does. You can put those flowers in your room. It's upstairs. We had planned to look for you. Figures you'd already be one step ahead of us."
She nodded at the guys and walked upstairs feeling very giddy with the knowledge that they cared enough to look for her. She loved her room. It was decorated in red, her favorite color, and it suited her new vampiric look quite well.
She walked to her closet and did the first thing that came to mind. She punched a hole in the wall. She grabbed the flowers and shoved them inside the hole. There. That should be a good hiding spot… She was going to need syringes. Where to get them, though? The hospital! She took off the jacket she was wearing and hung it up, attempting to cover the hole.
She ran downstairs. "Let's go shopping!" She said, knowing very well that everyone heard her.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Fred and George asked.
She was about to tell them when Blaise interrupted, saying, "Our little Her-Ella is able to withstand human blood now. The muggle thing was a one-time deal, apparently. I guess she's used to beating everyone out in life or death."
"That's…odd… but convenient! We can use the car this time." Draco said. "Running is fun, but these muggle cars are pretty damn cool!"
Hermione giggled. "I can get my clothes while you get yours."
Blaise shrugged, "Go for it. We won't take that much time." He handed her a roll of bills. Before they could take a breath, she was out the door.
She didn't know where she was going, so she stopped at a place called the Lodge. She tried to ignore the looks that people were shooting in her direction as she walked up to the counter and asked for directions to the nearest hospital. After getting them, she walked out as slowly as she could, hoping that she was going human speed. It was hard to tell sometimes.
The hospital was a decent size for a small town. She knew she would be in and out. She took a deep, unneeded breath and ran inside. She ran into the supply room after picking the lock with her fingernail. A few syringes. She could replace the needles later, she mused to herself as she sifted through bags. She picked one up, and she was about to celebrate her victory before she heard something. What was that? Footsteps! She ran out, not bothering to lock the door. Screw the next person! She was out! Next on her list...shopping.
An hour later, she had bought an entire new wardrobe. It wasn't her style, but she'd gotten a couple of hoodies to cover up the obvious discomfort that would be marring her face when she wore them. It was normal clothing, several t-shirts and jeans. Nothing too dressy. She wanted to keep from standing out too much.
The first thing she did when she got home was run upstairs and pull out the flowers. Flowers + rubbing alcohol? What kind of potion…Nevermind. She mashed up two of the flowers to a powder and mixed it with the amount of alcohol needed. She grabbed a syringe pressed it to her skin and...it broke! What was she going to do now?
"...the teeth of a vampire are the only things hard enough to break the skin… no mortal object can possibly…"
Of course! How could she be so thoughtless? She put her mouth to her wrist and bit her skin, quickly pouring in the mixture. She felt the reaction instantly. She bit her arm to cut back a scream. She looked in the mirror, hoping for the yellow-golden eyes the boys had, but she was very surprised at what she got. Her eyes were her original blue. Blue to a point that they looked green. It would have looked just like her eyes if the whites had been the same. However the whites had changed from white to a light red. How was she going to explain that? Only one excuse could make her think of how to explain them...allergies.
I hope you like it! If not, I just wasted my time! There is a beautiful button down there. If you press it, then you get free cookies! How about it? Oh, and I know Hermione's eyes are a chestnut brown, but I like blue better. :P It's AU, guys!
R&R lovelies. :D
