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-Gravity-
Summary: When you fall you can't blame gravity. You can't fight it either. The first time we fell, we were 11 and didn't realize it. Carefree and proud. We never imagined that a catastrophe would happen in our time. But it did. In reality you can't get angry when you keep on falling, because some things are meant to be that way, you just have to do the best of the worst. Gravity don't mean too much to me, I 'm who I've got to be. Follow the story of the other side of Harry Potter and Wizard War II and you'll se that we all hurt, laugh, live, died and love.
Rating: T for language, may become M for gore, use of alcohol and/or sexual content.
Gender: Drama – Romance – Hurt/Comfort – Adventure – Family – Friendship
Pairings: includes DMHG, HPGW, RLNT and more.
Warning: OC's and non-canon, almost AU. Use of French, Spanish, English, Italian, German and Welsh. May contain homosexual couples or insinuations.
Note: So, since I'm leaving on a New Year's vacation I was thinking of posting the new chapter earlier. I'm really exited about this story and I'm planning so much...! *o* I wish you people will show some love-like-criticism in form of reviews, because I know you are reading. come on! it takes no time to say: "hey, like it!" "hey, hate it."
by the way, thank you to the persons that had followed/liked this so far.
here's the chapter!
First year: IV. Even the troll has more emotional tact than you Ronal Weasley!
"When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
The wonderful part of the mess that we made"
Bastille - Flaws
Bookworm. Know-it-all. Bossy. Annoying. Bushy hair.
It hurt a lot.
Sure she did love reading and did know the books by memory. And if she tried to answer everything in class was because she took pride in her knowledge and wanted to earn the points for her house. There was nothing wrong with that. What was the damage in it? Nothing. But they were really mean. Everyone. Even her housemates, yes in less degree but they did it.
And Ravenclaws were supposed to be the intellectual ones.
Bitter tears were forming on her eyes. Slowly she picked her books that a fifth year had knocked out of her hands. She harshly wiped her eyes. She stood up, shaking and began walking to the library. Why she was so alone? Was she really that bad?
She was pushed roughly into the floor again. Boy voices came to her ears.
"I'm so... Oh... It's you. Want to correct me again know-it-all?" she looked up. Gryffindor robes, red hair and nasty scold. Weasley. Her eyes watered again. The books dropped from her arms and she ran away, tears streaming down her cheeks.
In the hallway the other Gryffindors were looking at Ronald Weasley with incredulous eyes.
"Man, you made her cry." Said the boy-who-lived. A faint redness appeared in the ginger's ears.
"So? She really is a nightmare. No wonder why she doesn't have friends." And he stormed away.
Probably Halloween was the most awesome decorated feast of the school. Maybe because it was Halloween and witches and wizards had a special connection with the date (1). Who knew? A thousand living bats flutter from the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter. The feast appeared suddenly in the gold plates, as it had on the star-of-term feast. Victoria scanned the Ravenclaw table, looking for Hermione. She frowned. Theo sitting in front of her looked at her curiously.
"I can't find Hermione." She stated. Blaise next to Theo looked above her head to the eagle's table. Draco was sitting on the other side of Theo with Vincent to his side and Gregory in front of him. The blond boy raised an eyebrow, the other looked at her curious. She crossed her arms, angry.
"She said she was coming to seat with us for the feast." was her simple statement. The boys scanned themselves the table. Except for Vincent and Gregory, who were engrossed in the task of eating (again). Ugh. Disgusting.
"Maybe she's late..." suggested Theo. Victoria bit her lip.
"Are you sure she isn't with her Ravenclaw friends piccola?" (little one) Blaise said smoothly. Victoria eye twitched at the ridiculous nickname the Italian boy had given her. Draco snorted. They wondered for some seconds if it was whether to mock the Spanish girl or for the ridiculous suggestion
"Who in his sane mind would choose them over us?" A smirk formed in the pale lips of Draco.
"He is right Blasie." Theo commented. Victoria sighed.
"She was not in any the classes today." The boys looked at her, curious again. "And Blaise...? Don't call me that." She added dangerously. Theo and Draco (and by default Gregory and Vincent) laughed. Some places up in the table Pansy and Daphne were sitting. The black haired girl turned her eyes to them and said.
"The Ravenclaw bookworm?" Four pair of eyes looked up at her. "I heard that some Gryffindors made her cry before lunch, in the courtyard." Victoria's eyes narrowed.
"Who?" Daphne answered Victoria's question a bit more softly than Pansy.
"Weasley, Potter, Finnegan and Thomas" Draco snorted, Theo made a disgusted face, Blaise rolled his eyes and Victoria stood up when the doors banged open.
Professor Quirrell came sprinting into the hall, his turban asked and terror on his face. Everybody stared as he reached Professor Dumbledore's chair, slumped against the table and gasped, "Troll, in the dungeons, thought you ought to know". He then sank to the floor in a dead faint.
There was an uproar. It took several purple firecrackers exploring from the end of Professor Dumbledore's wand to bring silence.
"Perfects, lead your houses back to the dormitories immediately!" All of the Slytherines stood up and stared scrambling to the door, following Pipa.
"Hermione..." Victoria said. The three boys looked at her, eyes wide.
"There's a bloody troll, didn't you hear?" Draco said to her, she put her hands in her hips.
"Exactly! Because of the stupid Gryffindors she's out there alone!" The boys took a second to digest this. Draco snorted again and Theo murmured curses under his breath. The blond ducked under the arm of a sixth year and looked at them with an eyebrow raised. The four of them pushed and shoved their way to the lion's table. Draco pulled the back of Harry tunic and Theo grabbed Ron's.
"What in the name of Merlin?" the black hair boy said. Then his eyes narrowed when he looked at the face of Draco. "Malfoy...!" The blond smirked. Next to him Ron was trying to get away from Theo.
"Potter... where is Hermione?" Draco hissed. The two Gryffindors looked puzzled. Victoria stomped her feet on the floor.
"The Ravenclaw girl you made cry! you... you...!" Blasie brushed his hand to Victoria's trying to calm her down. Harry's eyes widen and a funny red colour appeared in the ears of Ron.
"Oh..." the red-head said awkwardly. "I overhead Parvati saying to Lavender that her twin found her in the bathroom crying." Theo glared at him. "First floor I think..." he added quickly.
"Fine." Draco spat then he grabbed the tunic of Ron. "You are coming with us." Harry jumped in.
"No! I won't let..." Victoria stomped her foot on the floor again.
"Come too if you want." disgust clearly in her voice. "Let's go and find her". The six of them quickly run out of the hallway, avoiding the perfects and began climbing the stairs.
Quick footsteps were behind them. In a hurry they hide in the shadows behind a griffin statue. Theo took a look to see if the cost was clear. He nodded and quietly as possible they crept along the next corridor.
"Theo, who was it?" Draco asked.
"Professor Snape" he said. The other Slytherins tensed a little, he was the House Head after all. The Gryffindors were unaware of this but exchanged a confused look. What was Snape doing here and not in the dungeons? Finally they reach the girls bathroom and enter. The boys were uncomfortable, the Slytherines masking it and looking cool about it and the Gryffindors extremely red. Victoria smirked at them. Soft sobs came from the last stall. Victoria went and knocked the door softly.
"Go away!" was the muffled answer.
"Hermione. It's me. Open up." The sobs stopped.
"Victoria?" the Slytherin girl snorted.
"Yeah. Who else? Rowena Ravenclaw?" a weak laugh came from inside. Ron was incredible red by now and snapped.
"Why Harry and I are here? She's fine!" The Slytherins glared at him.
"My, my... I knew you were poor Weasley, but I believed manners didn't need to be bought." Draco sneer at him. Theo added then.
"And Potter here... Well he insisted on coming." The redhead turned around and tried to reach Draco but Blaise grabbed his robe, making him fall at his feet. He snorted, keeping his comments.
"Hey!" Potter came to defend his friend. "You don't have manners either." Draco made a 'tch' sound and look at the boy on the floor. Theo rolled his eyes.
"When I make a girl cry I apologize" Blasie said with dignity. The bathroom stall was now open and Hermione was hugging the smaller girl. Her brown eyes puffy and red. The Gryffindors looked uncomfortable. Ron opened his mouth and said angrily.
"For Merlin's! She fine and it not like I lied! She really is annoying! A bloody know-it-all! Or don't you realize that SHE. HAS. NO. FRIENDS!?" He yelled the last words. More tears leaked from Hermione's eyes. Blaise and Theo glared at Ron and restrained Draco, who had his hand around his wand. He didn't actually need an excuse to hex them and now he had it. Harry was looking with wide eyes to his friend.
"Ron... I think..." He said trying to calm the angry boy. Said boy stood up and glared at the Slytherins.
"What?!" He yelled. Victoria had her wand pointed at him.
"I am her friend..." She murmured softly. Hermione wiped her tears and graved her wand. Taking a deep breath she took a step forward.
"I do have friends. And I'm tired of people like you! Treating me bad just because I'm smarter, how lame of you. You know what? I. HATE. YOU." she spat angrily. Draco stopped struggling and glared at redhead that was gapping like a fish. Harry shook his head; his friend had no tact at all. Theo and Blaise had smirks in their faces and Victoria nodded in approval. Draco then added.
"You sure are a riffraff." Ron turned a deep shade of red, almost purple like.
"You are all really annoying! Bloody Slytherins!" before anyone could retort a disgusting smell filled the air and a grunt came from the door. The two girls paled with their eye above the head of the boys. Gulping the Gryffindor boys turned around and saw the troll in the doorway. Blocking the exit.
It was a horrible sight. Twelve feet tall, its skin was dull, granite colour, its great lumpy body like a boulder with a small bald head. It had short legs thick as tree trunks with flat, horny feet. His large arms hang in its side and a huge wooden club was clutched in his arm. Its mean little eyes were looking at them.
Their yells must have attracted it and now they were trapped. Slowly the boys made their way back to where the girls were. Victoria and Hermione were hugging each other again pressed against the wall. The troll moved with them, knocking the sinks off the wall. With each hit everybody visible cringed. Harry made something stupid, or brave, and bent down to grab a pipe, throwing it over the troll into the wall. The troll spun around and scratched his head stupidly. Then it roared and swung the club against the stalls. Wood splinter and chunks flied everywhere. Theo and Draco dived to the other side, covering next to the remaining sinks. Harry dropped to the floor and covered his head. Blaise lunged to the girls and made them crash on the floor, covering their faces.
The troll then turned to the redhead boy, who was still standing and frozen with shock, and swung his club. Draco swore and sent a levitation spell to some pipes behind the troll that went crashing to the floor. The troll roared again and moved the club towards the pipes that had crashed sending them flying into the air in the direction of Harry who rolled out of the way. The troll went to him. Theo shook his head and used the same tactic than Draco.
"Why are we saving bloody Gryffindors?!" he yelled to Draco who just glared. The scream had attracted the troll, again, and was looking at them evilly. Theo swallowed. "I should have stayed quiet". Blaise was pulling the girls trying to make them run to the door; both of them were paler than the Bloody Baron. Victoria was tugging Hermione, unable to talk and the Ravenclaw unable to stand. Potter in another display of Gryffindor courage (stupidity) jumped into the trolls back and was hanging from its neck. The wand that was in his hand on the jump was now on the nose of the troll. Theo and Draco cringe at this.
"For Rowena! Someone do something!" yelled Hermione before fainting. Victoria mouth hung open and Blaise tried to awake the brunet. Theo and Draco were again on the floor when the sink next to them was hit. The troll was howling with pain.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" the red head had finally moved.
The club flew suddenly out of the troll's hand, raised high, high up into the air, turn slowly over and dropped, with a sickening crack, onto its owner's head. The troll swayed on the spot and the fell flat on his face, with a thud that made the whole room tremble. There were some seconds of silence while everyone recovered their heartbeat and breath.
"Well you Gryffindors are bloody stupid." Draco finally spat and proceeded to clean his robes of debris and splinters. Ron closed his mouth and turned around, fuming.
"What?!" He spat angrily. Theo rolled his eyes and the scowl of Draco became deeper. Blasie shook his head and pulled Hermione in a sitting position. Harry picked his wand from the troll's nose and cleaned it then crossed his arms.
"Oh for Salazar! You made Hermione cry and that's we are here!" Theo said disgusted. Victoria stomped her foot and regain her voice. She snorted and said viciously.
"Well Weasley... it is a luck that Hermione corrected your spells... isn't it?" She then knelt next to the other girl. "Bloody idiot."
A sudden slamming and loud footsteps made them look up. They hadn't realized that with the fights, yelling and the troll in general they had make a racket and the professors must have hear the crashes and troll's roars. A moment later, Professor McGonagall had come bursting in the room, followed by Professor Snape with Professor Quirrell in tow. The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher looked at the troll, let out a faint whimper and sat down on the only toilet that remained, clutching his heart.
The scene was interesting. Blasie in front of the two girls protecting them. Victoria kneeling next to Hermione that was just coming back to her senses. Ron with his wand aiming at the troll and facing Draco. Theo was supporting himself with the wall and standing next to Draco who had his wand out and lastly Harry who was glaring back at forth between the Slytherins and his friend. Professor Snap bent over the troll, looking at the damage. Professor McGonagall was looking at them, her eyes blazing with anger and her lips white.
"What in earth were you thinking of?" The Slytherins glance quickly at each other and relaxed their postures, their mouths shut. The Gryffindors were not so fast. "You are lucky you weren't killed. Why aren't in your dormitory?" The Slytherines eyes fell on their House Head. He understood and smirked. Ah! The Gryffindors were not going to get away this time. The small voice of Hermione broke the tension.
"Professor McGonagall, they were looking for me." the transfiguration teacher looked at the Ravenclaw.
"Miss Granger!"
"Yes, if I recall Miss Granger was not in the hall to have dinner and she was absent of my class this afternoon. Care to explain why?" asked Professor Snape eyeing the two Gryffindors with a smirk. Harry gulped and Ron became red. The brown hair girl looked at the teachers.
"I..." she said weakly. Then she took a deep breath and finally said. "I was hiding..." Victoria glared to the Gryffindors. Professor McGonagall noticed this.
"Miss Acevedo?"
"Professor, we just came to look for her and made this two come along so he" she darted her eyes to the red head "could apologized to Hermione"
"Is that so Mr. Weasley?" he nodded weakly his face draining of colour. "I'm very disappointed of you, five points will be taken from Gryffindor." She then exhaled and looked at the scene in front of her. "Well, I still say you were lucky, but not many first years could have taken on a full-grown mountain troll. You each win five points to you respective houses. Professor Dumbledore will be informed of this." In that moment another three persons burst into the room, the perfects of their houses. Percy Weasley was panting and became pale when he saw his bother next to the troll. Penelope Clearwater let out a sigh when she found Hermione. Pippa Parkinson crossed her arms looking at the four Slytherines. Professor Snape raised his eyebrow at them and Pippa explained.
"We noticed that our houses were missing first years and came to look for them. Professor Sprout told us that something was happening here."
"Very well take them back to the common rooms". The potions professor said. Percy motioned Harry and his brother to follow them. Everyone could hear the "What were you thinking? Thanks Merlin you are safe." When they went out of the door. Hermione stood up and Penelope put an arm around her shoulder reassuring her that everything was going to be fine and asking her if she was hurt. The girl just shook her head. Pippa raised her eyebrow at the four Slytherins who just shrugged, rolled their eyes or smirked, the five of them leaving quietly.
"Very well, I'll leave the troll to you two and I'll go to inform Albus of the events." said Professor McGonagall to her co-workers.
There were things that you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll was not one of them.
1. Halloween: also know as All Hallows Eve, is a yearly celebration on October 31th. It's the time in the liturgical year to remember the dead. It's has it's origins in the Christianisation of a Celtic harvest rituals, with pagan roots such as the Gaelic Samhain.
Samhain is the beginning of the Celtic New Year. It's the moment when earth dies after autumn and lays dormant in winter, the harvest has been gathered, cattle and sheep have been brought in from the fields, and the leaves have fallen from the trees. It's also time of communication with the ancestors or loved ones that had passed the veil.
so this chapter, I do have doubts that is way to... random? crazy? out of character? but the troll stuff is to good to stop myself from writing about it. am I getting to crazy? probably. but this is the only chapter (so far) that has this kind of crazy stuff.
review and have a happy new year.