Author's Notes: Good day fellas. Here is once again a new chapter of Person of Interest. Now a little heads up about an OC that I made and another announcement. As you can now noticed, the structure of this chapter is different from the last ones because I have noticed that the others were too compact and I was reminded that I am writing a story, not a thesis. I will soon change the structure of the other chapters but as of now, this would be the structure from this chapter onwards. Now, suggestion for pairing is still open for those guys who wanted to suggest on who to pair with Daphne. Thank you for reading and enjoy this chapter.
DISCLAIMER: J.K. Rowling made Harry Potter, not me.
Third Chapter: Hogwarts Castle
Point of View: Currently Unidentified
News of the confrontation between Umbridge and Daphne has reached the walls of the Ravenclaw common room as students were talking about it. However, unlike what the students from the other houses were focusing on, the Ravenclaw students were not talking about how Daphne utterly crushed Umbridge in an argument but rather the tool that Daphne used to defeat Umbridge, wizarding law. You see, there is one thing that Ravenclaw students value most in this world and that is knowledge. The Ravenclaw students are now scanning furiously through books upon books searching for anything about wizarding law while the other students were still listening to Michael Corner as he was retelling what has transpired in that DADA class.
"...and after she got the support of Susan Bones and Harry Potter, she did not just walked out. No! She still demanded the refund by the end of the week!" Michael said as he was finishing his story.
"By two weeks time, Michael. She said by two weeks, she wants her refund, full refund. You better get your facts right Michael." Cho Chang said.
"In a week or two, it does not matter, Cho. The fact is that Daphne Greengrass won a debate against a professor! That girl is something." Roger Davies said to Cho.
"Guys, come on! From what I am hearing, she did not even gave Professor Umbridge a chance to answer back. That is not a debate." Padma Patil exclaimed.
"I don't care. She defeated the Toad. That's what matters. I really wish I was there to see the Toad's face myself." Terry Boot replied.
From that more topics arouse, from Daphne and Umbridge to how they cannot find anything regarding the laws that Daphne specified in the Ravenclaw Library. The Ravenclaw were getting frantic until a voice spoke from the dark corner of the room. "You will not find anything regarding educational laws in Hogwarts. In fact, you will even find a single law book."
"Who said that? Why are you so sure?" Michael asked the interloper as every single Ravenclaw stopped whatever they are doing and faced the new speaker. The speaker is also a student although he looks like a man by his height and the heavy-built of his body. His black hair was long that it just grazes his shoulders, has a scar that runs across his left cheek and he looks like hasn't shaved for two week or three. What was unique was his eyes. They were molten gold that makes you feel that you would burn if you stare at his eyes for too long. In short, the said speaker is just downright menacing. Michael is now scared, very scared.
"Relax, Michael. I won't beat you up or anything. I am just going to answer your question. Hogwarts primarily focused on books, scrolls, or grimoires that concerns to the lessons being taught in this school and since political science is not taught here for the past hundreds of years, you will not find any books regarding wizarding law in the library or our own library. Oh, where are my manners. I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Ulfarr Geralt Ulfhildr and I am a fifth year student like you" the now identified Ulfarr answered.
"Ummm, Ulfarr... may I call you Geralt?" Padma asked Ulfarr to which he nodded, "Ok Geralt, now how sure are you about what you said? Did you searched for it or asked Madam Pince about it?"
"I asked Madam Pince about it before and in fact, those who just went to the library would probably say this after they return back here." Geralt answered.
"You're a fifth year? I am sorry but I haven't notice you before." Cho asked Geralt to which he just scoffed.
"I am usually very busy to be not noticed because of how people would react whenever they saw me, as Mr. Corner is now exhibiting and besides, I never really like attention myself. Now, if you would all excuse me I will just grab something to eat." Geralt said as he left the common room.
"That dude...should definitely tryout to be our Beater, Roger! The dude looks like a Viking, he could definitely give a mean swing." Jeremy Stretton said to Roger Davies.
"If he could ride a broom well, he would be our new beater." Roger answered back to Jeremy.
Ulfarr heard the conversation between the two members of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team but he just does not care for is having a bad day. He told her to integrate with the student body, not to be the center of their attention. She got too much of it already when the headmaster announce who she is in front of everyone. She better have a good explanation as to why she chose to be in crosshairs of the Ministry spy. Calling her a spy is quite a compliment for her since she was not subtle about it to begin with, not one bit.
Changing Point of View: Harry
Nauseous, Harry felt nauseous. After blacking out and only seeing pure darkness after touching her hand, he felt like he was suddenly pulled into and then thrown from inside a tornado. Shaking his head, Harry is now looking at his surroundings and he noticed that buildings, houses, trees and many other things are sprouting from the ground and then it became too bright. When his eyes finally adjusted to the light, and he saw he was in the playground of an elementary school in London and the people were just frozen like time just stopped. Damn, even the balls and leaves are frozen mid-air. talk about detail.
"Are you alright Mr. Potter" a voice then asked him. Harry quickly turned around and saw Daphne with Hermione looking unfazed. 'Odd' that is what Harry thought.
"Whoa, a pensieve was never like that Daphne. It feels like falling not being thrown into a tornado and then thrown out after a few moments." Harry complained.
"It is not suppose to Mr. Potter. My guess is that my subconscious felt an anomaly in your head and then 'shake it off' before you were allowed access in my mind." Daphne answered.
"An anomaly? I don't know what you are talking about." Harry exclaimed as he was feeling livelier. This did not go unnoticed by the Boy-Who-Lived as he felt like a huge load was just removed from his back . "Wait, now that you said it. I now feel great"
"Interesting but I feel that you should talk to Madam Pomfrey about it afterwards. Now, as you see this is a memory. Now, let us approach that bench over there to start the show." Daphne said as she started walking towards the bench.
Harry then saw Hermione sitting on the bench and reading a book...a ten year old Hermione. Her bushy hair and with her large front teeth showing as she was smiling to whatever she was reading. She was wearing a thick brown sweater and blue-coloured jeans with white rubber shoes which suggested that it was cold outside. Now that Harry think about it, it IS cold and he even felt the cold breeze. 'Judging by the lack of snow but it is still cold, I am guessing it was autumn' Harry thought to himself.
"Harry..." Hermione suddenly said while looking at the younger version of herself.
"Yes Hermione?" Harry asked
"Did I really look like that when we were first years? I mean, I hate to say this, but I really did looked like a chipmunk" Hermione said as she was studying her younger self.
Now, Harry does not know whether to laugh at Hermione or be sad for her but being the son of James Potter, he chose the former. "Well I dunno. Throw in some nuts and you would complete the chipmunk image." Harry teased Hermione and she responded by smacking Harry's arms, hard.
"Ow! Hermione, that hurts" Harry said and then started laughing.
"Harry James Potter! This is not a laughing matter!" Hermione shouted to Harry as he was still laughing.
"Hey you two! Save it in the honeymoon. I am starting the memory now so please just watch." Daphne said as both of then went silent with Hermione pouting while Harry was still smiling.
And like pressing a play button, the activities resumed in the surroundings. Children were playing with balls, some were running, some were using the swings. In short, it looks like recess or playtime in an elementary school. Harry then focused his attention to the young Hermione. He noticed that while the rest of the children were playing, Hermione is here sitting alone with a book as a companion. He then felt said for his long-time friend. 'So this is she meant when she said she only has very few friends.' Harry thought and then he noticed a blonde-haired girl sitting alone on the other side of the bench. The girl reminded him of how he normally dresses whenever he is back with the Dursleys. The girl is wearing a hand-me-down jacket that were too large for her and the same hand-me-down pants that were also too large for her. She even had to roll the cuffs of her pants so that she won't trip. Yup, the girl looks like she was having fashion advice straight from Harry. The girl then looked and stared at the young Hermione. She then stood up and approached the young Hermione.
"Pause" Daphne said as everything froze again. "That girl Mr. Potter, would be me, in case you did not noticed. Resume" and everything once again resumed to what is happening.
Harry was surprised. He expected Daphne Greengrass to look like a child of a middle-class muggle family at the very least, not looking like a beggar. 'Ouch' Harry said to himself as he just indirectly also called himself looking like a beggar for he dresses the same as the young version of Daphne Greengrass.
"Smiling while reading 'Game of Thrones'? Something must be wrong with you" the young Daphne said to the young Hermione.
She instantly look to the young Daphne and said "Are you actually saying that 'Game of Thrones' is a bad book to read?"
"Hey! For your information, it is one of my favourite books to read. It's just that it was not exactly a happy story and isn't it too graphic for you?" the young Daphne said.
"Hey! I can handle it just fine. It just means that I am more mature than the rest of us. Besides, you read it yourself so you are just being hypocritical." the young Hermione said
"I can handle the gore just fine, thank you very much. And, aren't you suppose to be playing with other kids instead of reading a novel we are considered too young to read?" the young Daphne asked and this made the young Hermione silent.
"Harry, was I really that 'bossy' whenever I talk before?" Hermione asked Harry and he just smiled at her and then nodded. This prompted Hermione to smack him again at the back of his head.
"Well" the young Daphne said, trying to break the silence.
"They don't want to play with me." the young Hermione murmured.
"Louder, please?" young Daphne asked
"They don't want to play with me, ok! And, why aren't you playing with them instead of talking to this 'bossy bookworm'?" young Hermione suddenly asked back to young Daphne.
"Whoa! Easy there girl. Now, why would they want to play with this dirty beggar?" young Daphne said as she pointed to herself. "Besides, I got more than enough physical activities to keep me in shape and more. Tell you what, let have some ice cream, you can have any flavour you want." young Daphne offered to young Hermione.
"Are you mad? Ice cream in the middle of autumn! Isn't it months too earlier for ice cream" young Hermione exclaimed which just made young Daphne smile. "Besides, how can a 'dirty beggar' pay for it anyway?" young Hermione additionally said.
"With money of course! I may look like a beggar but I got some money. Now, girl, let me tell you a fact, it is never too early for ice cream. Now shall we get going?" young Daphne said as she offered her hand to young Hermione.
At this gesture, young Hermione smiled "Alright but what is your name first?" young Hermione asked.
"I have a lot of names but the most consistent would be Jane Smith as given to me by the government but now I am called Samantha as my new foster father named me. Just chose from those two." as young Daphne said.
"Foster parents? You're an orphan. I'm sorry." Hermione instantly apologized.
"Don't be, girl. You didn't know" young Daphne said to young Hermione.
"Ok, 'Jane Smith' is too generic. I would call you Sam, ok and stop calling me 'girl' my name is Hermione, Hermione Granger." young Hermione said while taking young Daphne's hand and stood up from her seat.
"You just gave me a nickname...I like it. Nice meeting you Hermione. Now shall we?" young Daphne, now identified then as Sam, said to young Hermione as they now started walking out of the school grounds. "Spoiler alert for the 'Game of Thrones' Hermione, Ned dies." Sam said as Hermione looked at her suddenly.
"WHAT? Impossible. Why? He is the good guy! He shouldn't die." young Hermione exclaimed as Sam just laughed at young Hermione's expression.
Harry is now confuse as he just watched them both when they were young. They were both loners back then. Hermione for being too smart and frankly, being too bossy, while Daphne for being orphan and having changed her foster parents multiple times. They had a good start in their friendship as Harry witnessed. Harry then looked at the present Hermione and Daphne and asked himself one question 'What the bloody hell went wrong?"
