A/N: So I have a very vague idear where ima going with this. I do know that very soon the M rated will come into play. probably next chapter or chapter 12. then from there on it should be pretty dark. I'm just in the happiest of moods so I just want to write nothin but happiness, but I know I can't hold off on the dark parts anymore. So bare with me and hang in there ya?
Anyhooters read and enjoy!
(bout time I add this) Disclaimer: i don't own shit!
"Hermione!" shouts coming from the door that protected Hermione from the lunatic banging on the door almost breaking it down in the process. The loud disturbing noises broke Hermione from her concentration on the book from Bellatrix. She had written in it again. There was only one sentence that was in her beautiful cursive handwriting. She was mesmerized by the small note, just one sentence as Hermione read it over and over again as she soon memorized it by heart.
"A special fact about myself is that I have a weakness for sweets." Sure it was a basic cheesy fact about that anyone could easily have. But for some reason It was like gold to Hermione. It was realizing that this creature, whatever Bella was, that even she can still be affected by something so innocent. Almost lowering herself to human standards. It makes her think, is she doing this to show that such a creature could possess human traits? It baffled her but she cherished just a simple fact.
"HERMIONE!" The door exploded open, but just as Hermione put away her book looking over at the empty doorway, the figure that was just about to rush in was suddenly stopped in the doorway and flung back into the hallway as the door repaired itself. Hermione stood in shock, but soon it processed. Girl's dorm room has special spells for when males come barging in or enter unannounced, they will be kicked out or denied entrance, with style.
She limped over to the door opening it seeing Harry was in the fetal position next to the door with his thumb in his mouth and lettering on his forehead. Looking down at the poor confused man she helped him up as the curse wore off. "Sorry I just got distracted as I casted a silencing charm. Plus the dorms don't like unwelcomed guests." She smiled as Harry stood and saw what was written on his forehead.
Harry walked in moaning rubbing his forehead as he sat down on her bed, as she followed and sat next to him. "Yeah, I feel like I have just been slapped on the forehead being forced to sit down and stick my thumb in my mouth because I was in timeout." He moaned still rubbing his forehead. She grabbed him a mirror from her nightstand as he starred. "Pervert" was engraved as if he was branded. He pulled out his wand spell after spell, but it stayed a very nice red. Hermione tried the same spell, and it easily started fading.
"The key to getting rid of a scar or brand is when the one who first gave it to you can only take it back. And since it's my room, it's only logical." She laughed as he groaned turning towards his friend.
"Anyway. Onto the reason why I'm here. I managed to talk to Hagrid." He smiled raising his brow like the little badass he thought he was. But knowing talking to Hagrid, he would spill anything on accident. He is like gossip girls, but only tells when asked because he is the man to not lie or hide things. Hagrid was such an innocent happy giant. He was always there and kind to Hermione.
"What did you get?" Hermione scooted closer knowing Harry got some form of news.
"Turns out Vampires do exist. It was hard for even Hagrid to speak of the creatures. I didn't get much because it seemed like he was magically sworn to secrecy."
Hermione laughed inwardly. "Makes sense someone finally swears Hagrid to secrecy when they tell him things." Harry smiled at the thought too.
Her friend looked up smiling, "He admitted that they existed, they were in the war, and informed me where to look for information. He just wouldn't say the details of a vampire traits or who any vampires were. But he did inform that there is a valid important reason why they are hidden to us. And that he strongly hopes we stay away from such dangerous territory. He fears that everything we have been through, nothing would even start to compare with vampires." The smile faded the more he spoke, until he ended with a heavy sigh and frown. It's not the news they really want to hear, but it's the news they needed to hear. Hermione knew that Hagrid was weary of things that they all did that were very dangerous, but for him to say such things, it even worries Hermione.
"So where do you want to go from here?" Harry's voice broke Hermione's thought bringing her back to the world.
The girl sighed. "Did he say anything about Succubus'?"
"Ah! Yes. Hagrid seemed to blush when he spoke of them. But the best part, he gave us someone that we can contact with any questions we have. A Succubus in London that is a good friend of Hagrid's that can tell us anything we need to know."
Heart leaping as joy ran through her, she was forced back to reality when it hit her right in the gut. "How in the world are we going to get to London while school is in session? We can't just tell headmaster that we want to leave school grounds because we want to see a Succubus. And how would we explain to people why we even want to meet with one?"
Her friend furrowed his brow as he looked down at his feet thinking hard. The steam was fuming from his ears. Then it hit him with a sudden shock. "In Potions we are to find a way to make a love and lust potion. The reason we seek out a Succubus is to find out what makes them have the ability to get any person to fall head over heels with just one glance."
"Brilliant!" she shouted along with his excitement.
"But we mustn't get too ahead of ourselves. Next weekend, we go on a little trip. I can contact headmaster asking for a weekend trip to see out the Succubus for our class. I'm 75percent sure he would agree to it. But we must not bring any suspicion to him."
Hermione was baffled. Her best friend, the one who looked up to Albus Dumbledore as a father and would go to him with anything and everything. He hated keeping things from him. But seeing him first hand coming up with ideas to lie to his headmaster, it's like someone just slipped on a Harry suit, or he officially is willing to help Hermione trying to find her answers.
As if Harry was reading her mind. "I can see you thinking hard, if you're wondering about why I'm so interested and willing to lie to Albus and help you. It's because I need to know if vampires killed my parents. My house was burnt down with my mother and father in it. But I somehow survived because of my house elf, which then disappeared. I need to know just as badly as you about vampires. Plus if a war is involved we must do something about it!" there was fire and passion in his words. I respected this part of Harry.
He was a strong man who would do everything possible to get something done when his mind was put to it. Determination is what drives her friend, that's what made him such a powerful and brilliant person. She placed a hand on his fist crunching up a handful of her sheets. He grip loosened. "we will discover this together. I will be there for you as you for me. And I hope we can easily find our answers. But so far, it doesn't look like that. But for now, you must got to headmaster and ask for our permission slip to leave school grounds. By then I should be able to walk without a crutch and travel via floo powder. You know what to do to convince him right?"
Harry laughed standing up. "I may not be as good as you when you need to convince people, but when I'm desperate." He slowly made his way to the door eying it carefully before cautiously leaving Hermione alone yet again.
She pulled out her book and saw something else written below the previous sentence. "Your turn." The simple two words were so adorable and just made her smile. She reached her quill. "I prefer the comfort of the dark instead of the daytime." She didn't know exactly why she wrote it. She actually didn't like it. But in the end once she wrote it, the letters officially processed to the other book. Idiot idiot idiot! She mentally kicked herself, but something caught her attention.
The book started writing on its own. It was her handwriting. Letter after letter, the writing stopped. "Why do you prefer dark over light?" Hermione smiled being open and truthful her quill just automatically started moving on its own
"The coolness and the dark is a never ending blanket that wraps around my body and makes me feel safe and secure. There is quiet, peace, and calm when met with darkness. It doesn't threaten to hurt you unlike the light. I know it's hard to explain, and I'm sure it's hard to understand. It's just how I feel."
Not even a minute later.
"I understand. I have lived majority of my life in the darkness. Even though at first I wasn't as welcoming as you, but in the end I learned to love and appreciate the security darkness gave me."
The girl couldn't control her hand.
"Next weekend I am going to London. Maybe we could meet up for dinner one night?" Was the young girl asking this creature out? Hermione wasn't sure how to process her feelings. She had these feelings she could never explain. She hated not understand or knowing what Bella was, her feelings for Bella, it was all unexplainable and made her feel hopeless and mad for not knowing! Before she could grab the book and throw it across the room, letters appeared.
Her heart leaped seeing the words. She couldn't understand anything or why it was happening with such a person. Why Bella, why a creature that could be the biggest threat in the wizarding world? If only she accepted Victor Krum's proposal, everything would be different. She would be safe, protected, not have to work, and have a family.
But in the end, she knew that she wouldn't be happy. And that's why she denied him. She wanted freedom, to do whatever she pleases, experience the world on her terms the way she wanted to. And she just wanted to be free and happy.
And that's when it hit her, she did understand one thing about this whole situation with Bella, vampires, Succubus'. She had feelings for Bella that she had never had before. Knowing that if something happened to take Bella away from her, she wouldn't be able to live properly or sanely. A world without Bella was a world without air. A world with Bella, is heaven. So no matter what she really was, she is going to accept it. She is madly in love with Bella, and nothing will ever change that.
So she read the final words that appeared in her book.
"I can't think of anything better."