Chapter 10: Did she really love him?
"SURPRISE I'M HOME!" Hermione yelled running into her house out of the fireplace that had been connected to the flu-network only for her trip home. She had spent the beginning of her summer vacation at the Borrow with Ron and Ginny and was coming home early as a surprise for her parents.
What she found was a surprise alright and not one of the best nature.
"Hello?" Hermione's voice instantly became quiet and timid. The room was dark and as she stepped foreword she heard a crunch. Looking down she had stepped on the broken glass of a picture frame that normally sat on the mantle of the fireplace. The picture was of her and her mum when she was younger both of the them were 'twirling' the picture had caught them in mid twirl both facing each other arms stretched to the skies.
Suddenly Hermione was frightened. Normally that was not the first emotion that came to her.
"Mum? Dad?" She said almost in a whispered. Instantly she dropped her trunk and took out her wand.
She did not know if anyone was in the house or not so she started with the room on her left and made her way throughout the entire downstairs checking every closet, every nook. No mother, no father, no nothing of any sort.
You would think the fact that the downstairs was clear of any other sign of confrontation except the picture would comfort her slightly. Why did the thought that she might have knocked the picture over on her way in cross her mind? Because to think that would be fooling herself.
Hermione slowly began to ascend the stairs. She took her bedroom first, slowly walking into the room the door having already been open. Her room looked as though a tornado had been brought through it. Mirrors were broken, extra clothes were thrown everywhere, and her dresser was in pieces.
The first sign of death was the owl she had bought her parents so they could better keep in touch when she was at school was laying on the floor next to her window with a letter attached to its leg. There was no wound anywhere on the poor owl. Its name had been Italics.
The panic had risen but she refused to let her mind jump to any kind of conclusion. She moved from her room and checked the bathroom and the small library they had upstairs. All that was left was her parent's bedroom and the master bath.
Slowly she opened the door but instantly shut it.
Her vision grew red and her head light. She opened the door once more and took in the sight. Her father was clearly gone, tortured to death his body in an unnatural position on the floor. She scanned the room but no signs of her mother. She moved to the bathroom and there she was. She had been stripped down and bled to death in the shower. Hermione knew her death was not quick, her hair wasn't even wet. She could still smell the metallic of their blood.
Hermione did not attempt to touch them or shake them awake. She did not cry or scream. She simply turned and ran from the house. She ran out the front door and into the street and only than did she see the dark mark above the house of her childhood.
"Hermione wake up." She heard her name being called by a familiar voice.
"Mione." she heard another.
Finally she was pulled from the memory she was forced to relieve in the form of a dream.
"You okay? It's time to get up Hermione." Ginny said softly.
"Yea it was…just a dream." Hermione said shaking her head and sitting up.
Of course it hadn't been a dream. It had happened only a few months before she came here to live. Her parents were dead. And that was real.
Hermione stood and tried to shake off the dream. It was almost time for breakfast. She wasn't hungry and should probably skip it so no one asked why she wasn't eating. But, she had promised Remus Lupin she would be there.
She quickly showered and put on another hideous fashion of this time.
"I'll never get used to this. These bows and skirts are atrocious!" Ginny sighed while she gathered her things into her school bag.
"I know. I've heard rumors though that we are going to get a casual day so that we can wear whatever she wish during that school day." Ron commented taking a moment to yawn after each couple of words.
"That would be great!" Ginny sighed happily.
Once again they cast their glamour charms and finished getting ready. As Hermione found herself walking towards the Great Hall she felt slightly different, slightly nervous. She looked up at the ceiling as she walked and get ride of the problem.
Suddenly it hit her. She was a taken woman, not really but technically, and she had agreed to eat with Remus. Of course she could claim it was just breakfast and completely innocent but was it. She remembered how they spoke to each other that previous night after he had seen her in only knickers.
Hermione could remember the gleam in his amber eyes and how soft he looked. How much she wanted to be closer. It was like she could not feel her body for a moment she was ascending into heaven looking only through the eyes of a young man.
"I can't. This isn't right." Hermione found herself saying out loud.
"Mione?" Ronald asked turning to her and stopping.
"Sorry, I'm just thinking it's nothing." Hermione quickly covered. Ron who had 'the emotional depth of a teaspoon' quickly shrugged it off.
She loved Dean, didn't she? Recently she found herself thinking less and less of him. Was he really that expendable to her life. Sure she loved him but did she mistake that love for more than it was? Was she just so close to a fairytale ending that she needed because of the war that she lied to herself that it was true?
Did she cry because she loved him? Or was it because the dream was over and she was once again plummeting into reality? So many questions and no answers. Eating breakfast with Remus & the rest of the Marauders was not going to help her answer them.
A/N: I know this was a really short chapter but I felt the need to go ahead and get it out as soon as possible.
Please I would like reviews good bad anything. Comments, questions, or suggestions.
Also I'm not a big qudditch writer. So I would like some help writing an upcomming quidditch scene. Or prohaps you all find me capable of doing so on my own.
To anglbby989: They were fighting because Hermione attacked. Remember she has been in a war for about 6 years now. She is in a different time and she not exactly safe. She standing there topless when some guys come in. What was her first instinct? It was to protect herself. She shut peters eyes so he couldn't see and knocked out Sirius. Only than did the boys fight back. Ginny and Ron were just caught up in it all.
Remember now that Luna and Neville took the first portkey and was not hit by the mysterious white light. So they weren't sent back into time. But they might get worked into the story later on.
P.S I'm a girl. Someone mailed me asking if I was male.
Anyway R&R
-Charlie K.
