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Chapter Nine: Troll
Hermione:
She was miserable. Yeah she was sure she was top of every class and most Professors seemed to like her just like they did at home. Unfortunately the students (just like back home) did not like her. So Hermione, just like always, found herself alone. She had hoped that being surrounded by people like her would bring some friends with it, but it seemed she was just as much an outsider here as she was back at home. Admittedly she probably didn't help her case when she corrected her class mates. But she didn't do it to be mean. She just got nervous and that's exactly what happened today.
Ron had been getting increasingly angry about the fact his levitation spell wasn't working and his hectic flicking of his wand was making Hermione fear for her eyes. She had stopped him to show him where he was going wrong, only to be pointed out by Professor Flitwick, which of course resulted in her unintentionally showing the others up. Hermione felt guilty so after Charms she planned on apologising to Ron who had stormed off with Harry and the other Gryffindor boys. But when she got close enough to call out his name she was also close enough to hear their conversation.
"It's Levi-osa not Levios-a. She's a nightmare honestly no wonder she hasn't got any friends."
Hermione's breath caught and her eyes began to well up when the others laughed. She pulled her books closer to chest as she stormed past the group of boys. Ramming in to Ron as she passed. The last thing she heard was Harry voice chastising Ron before she ran in to the main building.
When Hermione reached the girls toilets she rushed in to a cubical and locked the door behind her. Ignoring the other girls who had looked at her with big eyes as she rushed past them. Over the last couple of months the other students had only seen confident Hermione. This was the first time that she had let her mask slip in front of people. Hermione sat on the toilet sit, drawing her knees to her chest and, laying her face raised knees, she started crying. For the first time in a long time Hermione just wanted to go home.
Gabriel:
Jolting up right Gabriel let out a gasp.
"Loki?" Kali yawned looking up at him. "What is it?" A quick mental scan of the flat told him there was noone there but them. But he could have sworn that he had heard somebody sobbing. Looking confused he meet Kali's dark eyes.
"Nothing I thought I heard something." He gave a quick grin before he swung his legs out of the bead. "I'm just going to…" Before he could finish his sentence, Kali let out a huff.
"Don't you dare! You are not leaving again!" She growled warningly. Her arms already starting to smoke. Trying not to laugh at her threat. Kali may be a goddess, but he so was he (technically).
"Come on baby. It will only take a second." He whispered nuzzling her neck smirking. "I'll be right back."
Letting out an irritated sigh Kali nodded.
"This is the last time!" she said threateningly with a finger poking in his chest. "I mean it Loki. I'm sick of this." He let out a laugh and kissed her on top of her head.
"Be right back."
"Hm… You better be."
Hermione:
She had ignored Parvati who had asked her if she was okay. That had been about an hour ago and she had cried her eyes out by then. By now she was sure that she had missed the feast. Not that she cared, she didn't feel perticilarly hungry anyway. Ron had made sure of that.
"Ah… This is pointless" she told her herself. "Just because some boy thinks you're annoying you're sitting in here, crying you're eyes out. Come on Granger, where's your pride?!" Drying her eyes, Hermione fixed her uniform and left the cubical.
Her heart immediately stopped. A pair of massive grey feet was the first thing she saw. Letting her eyes travel upward her she felt the panic rise in her stomach. Right in front of her stood a ten foot snarling mountain troll.
Feeling the blood rush from her face Hermione took several steps back only to feel the wooden post of one of the stalls stick in to her back. "Dam!" She tough as panic stared to rise in the pit of her stomach. Looking at the snaring face again Hermione turned back in to one of the stalls slamming it shut behind her. The troll let out a roar before swinging the club in the wooden stalls. Hermione let herself collapse on the ground just in time. Before the club crashed in to the wall next to her.
Screaming as pieces of wood came raining down on her, she heard the door to the bathroom was swung open and two pairs of foot came rushing in.
"Hermione move!" That was Harry's voice. Relief washed over her as she freed herself from her splintery wood. That was short lived when the second swing came and she barely got out of the way of the club once again. A sharp pain shot though her arm and when she looked down she saw blood.
"Hey pea brain!" Shocked Hermione turned to see Ron standing at Harry's side throwing pieces of wood at the beast in front of her. One of the lobs of wood hit him strait at the side of its head. Using the short distraction Hermione dashed underneath one of the sinks. Narrowly missing another swing which destroyed her hiding spot Hermione let out another shriek.
"Help!" she yelled, desperately ducking underneath the porcelain. She wanted to help but she didn't know how. Her wand was missing and she felt herself shaking so much she couldn't think. And then…
"Gabriel!"
Gabriel:
Gabriel was standing on a mountain opposite a grand castle in the Scottish country side. A lake with black water separated them and to his left he saw a forest which was humming with magic. He didn't know why he though coming here would clear up the littlie situation in his head. But he had the feeling that this is where the sobbing had come from.
"Gabriel!"
Now he was sure he had heard something and he knew exactly who it was. Hermione. He immediately sprang to life. But when he attempted to jump in to whatever situation Hermione had gotten herself in to, he felt an unusual force stopping him from entering the castle grounds.
If he hadn't been so worried about Hermione he would have found this oddly amusing and would be trying different ways to get in. But right know his mind was strictly on the panic in his Goddaughter's voice.
"You're not going to get in there like that." A voice came from behind him. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as he recognised the voice. It wasn't a smooth British accent like Crowley's but it was croaky, as if he had swallowed a bag full of sand.
"What are you doing outside of Heaven Joshua?" he snarled, turning to face his brother. "Aren't you supposed to be tending to the green house up top?"
The older looking man with dark skin didn't seem fazed by the Archangel's glare. Even with his wings dangerously flaring up behind him. Instead he smiled slightly unimpressed and gestured to the castle.
"I see you found Hogwarts."
Crossing his arms Gabriel looked at him. Hermione's voice still ghosting around in his head. Worry and panic was running riot in his head. On the one hand Hermione was clearly in trouble and he couldn't help. On the other hand one of his brothers had found him and could see straight through his disguise. How long had they known?
"Don't worry; I'm the only one that knows. Well except for your demon friend." Joshua shrugged still keeping his passive expression. "I'm not planning on telling anyone."
Looking at him critically Gabriel nodded. "Why can't I get in?"
"Hogwarts is protected by many spells and sigils. Some of them angel repellent. The only way you're getting in there is if you're invited."
Letting out an angry huff he looked at the castle, eyes full of anxiety.
"She will be fine."
Gabriel tensed again. "What do you know and how do you know it?" He growled at the other angel.
Joshua shrugged "Father gave me a message for you."
This caught the Archangel's interest. It had been so long since his father had spoken to anyone but Joshua.
"He told me to tell you that you are lucky. Most angels don't get to choose their charge. Michel wished to be her guardian, but you beat him to it." Seeing his frightened expression Joshua quickly answered. "Michael isn't aware of your new life. He believes another lesser angel is charged with her safety. Father also told me that you can't stop this from happening. Hermione is meant for greatness. However the chips may fall she is important. You can't protect her from everything. She is about to make friends with Harry Potter. That is where she is meant to be… for now at least."
Gabriel looked at him with suspicion. "What do you mean for now?"
Joshua let out a sight and shrugged: "I don't know. He didn't enlighten me to her future." He made an attempt to leave but before he did Joshua turned back to him.
"Enter her dreams. Let her know you were coming to her aid and perhaps give that headmaster of hers a visit as well. You'd be surprised how much power dreams have."
