Hi everybody, this would be like a start of part two. From this chapter on I'll start looking at finer aspects of the relationships between people. The focus won't be purely on Hermione but more spread out…another few aspects of they story that has never been approached so far shall also be looked at. O and how the elves cured Hermione will come latter…again I need to cover some other points before they come inside. I mean literally come inside. This means slightly longer chapters hope you like it. Ahem hope you like it…

Krishi

A woman who was around her late twenty-one or early twenty-two – that would be depending on how it was viewed. She had a clear slightly oval shaped face with a normal sized but slightly flow in nose. Something that would have looked like a large red chilli had she caught a bad cold, otherwise very pinch able. Her lips were something that always healed a smile teasing and alluring. Good diet made her cheeks look rosy and healthy and her slightly wide forehead gave her an intellectual look. What would have affected any man though were her dark eyes. A well-chosen plane honey brown ankle length skirt and thin cloth like shawl set over left shoulder all the way to the bottom of her skirt. Along with this she wore a yellow and brown printed tube healed on with plastic string in a halter neck form. Her hair was set down wet shoing out all its platinum blond glory with a bouncy and lightly curly look that set with her features perfectly against her shoulders. The little lower than shoulder limit she had cut it of on helped her pull it up back in a clip most of the time. She wore a set of brown six bangles in each end along with six bangles in brown in between on each hand. They clinked as she moved her hand around. Underneath the slightly raised skirt shone a pair of silver anklets and plane brown heel slip on heal sandals. Around her was an aura that struck her beauty strongly to those men who had the misfortune to come across her. Lust was her key game when the 'cover' of a mysterious wind-rider was shed but so far only a handful of men had the pleasure of actually 'sleeping' with her. She was no slut or whore but a woman of dignity that no man ever tried to play with and hoped to survive.

At the moment the aura was shed to be a simple girl with a large bowl of oil in her arms and a spoon. Several copper lamps just like Hermione lit for Athena were set in the large circles. All of them were set up in small copper plats set with small jasmines set all over it. The sweet flower smelled beautiful against the soft rays of the just raising sun. The circle was set around a beautiful pond inside a clearing with the most beautiful wild flowers all around it. Stillness lay like a thick layer only to be rippled by the soft blowing of the winds within the trees and the beautiful songs of the birds. In the exact centre of the pond was a small grey stone shrine holding a very small white marble was a statue of Athena in her warrior outfit. Soft pops' of people appirateing (sp) in and around could be heard. Followed by the soft footsteps of walking some places the soft rumble of engines. Just then having filled out the lamps Amelia kept the oil away. The white cotton threads were wet with the almost full lamps where dawn was still some time away. The priestess arrived from some were within the flowers holding a small mud lamp. It was shaped in an oval shape with a thread on one side lit. She was also dressed in a similar outfit like that of the girl but in a yellow skirt and a red and yellow printed top. She gently touched the girl's shoulder, "Amelia my wind rider go show the followers to the path of Athena."

"As my priestess Athena of the lands wishes shall be done." Bowing down and giving a full curtsy she walked towards the small clearance of the path where she placed a Lenin cream cloth. Just as she turned away two clear voices spoke, "Into Athena's path we pass with our hearts pure of desire and emotions. Only she holds us when we stand within her grounds…" saying these words they parted the curtains. The girl arrived first as it was suppose to be, followed by the boy.

Hermione was dressed in an ankle length pink skirt and shawl set over her left shoulder. Her top was a white top with pink prints set in a slightly low cut just exposing a bit of her breasts but not too much. The sleeves were set in a layer but with a cut from her shoulders vertically but coming back on with small strings. Her hair was not wet but clearly washed recently; otherwise just like the other two she wore six white bangles on each end with the six pink in between on each hand. Her feet had the same brown shoes and silver anklets with only a slight touch of make up. Next to her stood Blaise dressed in dark brown trousers cut out at ankle length with a simple light brown shirt. It had been open from his chest onwards being pulled together lightly with strings. Full-length sleeves clipped on in place with two leather bracelets. His feet had flat black sandals. The whole outfit healed to him complimenting the amount of energy he placed in working out. Respectfully he went down on one knee and kissed the priestesses hand. She nodded her reply and he took his place behind when Hermione bowed down to the priestess in a full curtsy. Getting up she hugged Amelia deeply and took her own place kneeling down in front of one of the copper plates. Several times the chant could be heard as the other people came inside…nearly fifty people. Twenty-five women and twenty-five men excluding the wind rider and the priestess that is. All the other women and the men were dressed in pink and white as well knelt down near the lamps where the men stood at the back. The first rays of dawn rose out of the horizon lighting the place and the statue. Slowly and softly in whispers began the chanting but the words grew more powerful and the chanters began swaying. Lit lamps began glowing with a great flame all around it when the strangest happened. Hermione suddenly gave a loud cry of pain and fainted – mid chant. The soft yellow flame in her lap turned red aglow as it floated in the air. A man from behind spoke out, "What dark magic is that? Has great Athena's place been cursed?" Whispers burst out till the priestess silenced them.

"Stop! Holy land magic does not work its tricks and all are human hear. Athena has called the young one to her bounders we are indeed blessed to be part of the calling…Blaise take Hermione to Dumbledore immediately and yes…" tacking out a crystal bottle she filled it with water the lakes water placed a croak over it. "…Give it to her when she opens her eyes. I shall check on her when I can. Amelia you may go to the chosen one, tell him to keep his hormones in check or he may destroy the bond."

"As my priestess Athena of this earth wishes." Amelia knelt down giving a full-blown curtsy before walking out. Blaise bowed down kissed the priestesses hand and walked towards the unconscious Hermione on the ground. Picking her up wedding style walked out and dashed towards the school grounds once he reached the head masters office the statue leapt away. Dumbledore stood there his wand out nodding at Blaise led him to a hidden room with a large bed. Soon as Blaise set Hermione down Dumbledore set a few spells at her his wand light first turned red then blue then pure but clearly existent. Sadly the head master pulled of his glasses and shook his head at the young student. A silent message had passed as a small red flash of light passed across the girls flesh just below her right breast.

Hermione suddenly gave a loud cry of pain and fainted – mid chant. After some time she strained her eyes and opened to find the place empty. Over her stood only a small girl some were near the age of five or six. Her eyes were bright and brilliant looking shining in a deep ruby red that looked so attractive. Her dress was a simple little frock made of a coarse white material; her littlie hands healed a small bowl of milk. "Drink this missy you need more energy within you…"

"Thank you…" Hermione wished and drank the milk bit by bit the young girl watched. Suddenly she spoke, "Your going on the right path miss…your father can't be saved if you slip. Be aware of the blood curse miss and take care of your self." The words made Hermione's hand let go of the small mud cup in her hands and wake up stetting in a strange room. She was in a large bed with light white bed spreads with dark brown bed covers and cushions. Blaise Zabani sat at her feet looking worried, as soon as she opened her eyes he sat down.

"Hermione are you all right?" she weekly nodded, "Have this holy water she told you to have this." He helped her sit up and take the whole thing in one swig.

"T-thanks Blaise…um where are we?" she asked looking around, just then Dumbledore walked in followed by Snape and Narcissa. "Hogwards my dear, I placed you in a spare room. Now if you please you can go back to your daily work your fit and fine."

"Thank you professor. If you could excuse me I need to go change before brake fast sir thanks again Blaise." He nodded in response and walked out, Hermione paused for a moment before going out and decided to appirate to her room and change. Just when she was about to two voices was heard from an empty classroom, Amelia and…Remus? Quietly she hid behind a pillar and listened. Amelia said something like, "…you have to talk to Harry about Hermione Moony she won't tell him her self."

"I don't want him to know from any one else either. Did you see how Sirius got prejudiced after he found out…when she was a baby he loved her so much. Now he hates her more than that." Hermione felt her heart leap to her mouth; Sirius Black loved her when she was a child knowing whom she…Amelia spoke angrily.

"HE DOES NOT KNOW ABOUT HERMIONE'S ROLLE YET. MAYBE IF WE TELL HIM HE WILL UNDERSTAND MOONY. SHE NEEDS Harry's PROTECTION. THE GIRL IS A CHILD…SHE COULD NOT HANDLE THE POWER OF TODAYS PRAYER." A new voice was soft but firm when responding, the priestess.

"Amelia Hermione fainted not because she could not handle the power. She was summoned by Athena her self. The child is great in her own right and her relation with…" but the lady was interrupted by Moony. "No! Harry should not find out about Hermione till she tells him her self. That is final…" sensing the conversation was finished silently Hermione disapirated from the place. Arriving to her room where she quickly changed her dress to thigh length black denim shorts and a yellow short top. Quickly putting on some make up and pink lipstick pulled on her black heals and some gold accessories. Brushing her hair and pulling it back in a high ponytail packed picked up her file and walked out. Stuffing her fresh cigarette packet and lighter into her pocket angrily. She hated it when people hid things from her especially things regarding her.

Harry and Ginny's Room:

The sun gently hit the sleeping figures and the girl opened her eyes lazily. "Hmm…" she mumbles and turns around but a hand is set against her waist holding her tightly. "Harry…let me go I need to have a bath."

"Ginny…five more minutes." He mumbles placing his other hand around her gripping her better. "Please love?"

"You sleep just let me go please?" she begs sleep finally getting over her system. Still half asleep Harry obliges her request letting her get up, stretching she slips of the bed rubbing her neck. Dressed in a maroon silk nightshirt that reached mid thigh but hung around her body loosely. Along with it a transparent set of slippers as she walked into the bathroom and began brushing her teeth. She returns half an hour latter dressed in a white bathrobe set around her and a white towel on her wet hair. Only to find Harry fast asleep holding to his face the very pillow she slept in. Slowly she sits down near his head and runs her hand through his hair placing the other on his shoulder. Hearing him murmur with comfort she gave a light smile and shook him lightly, "Harry comes on get up…we'll get late otherwise."

"Hmm love its Saturday let me sleep for some more time." He grumbled burying his head deeper into the pillow. Laughing she took of the towel and let some water sprinkle on him, "Hay! Fine…fine…I'm up. I might as well get ready."

"You do that Harry." Ginny pushed him towards the bathroom as he grumbled something like, "What no good morning kiss?"

"Harry James Potter go brush you're teeth at least first." She yelled closing the door and laughing. Her soul mate was a true lover boy first thing every single morning. Five minutes latter he began yelling from inside for her, "What's wrong Harry?"

"Soap went into my eyes." He wined shocked and worried she ran inside to find him standing in his maroon pyjamas bare cheated. The soap he used to wash his face clearly went into his eyes and he was yelling like mad. Ginny gently took away his hands from his face and made him bend down. Gently but firmly splashed water into his eyes and washed the soap clean. Finally he rose up and wiped his face with a towel, seeing he was fine she was about to move away. Suddenly a tight grip in her wrist healed her back, "Don't go…" she was surprised by the tone. It was not soft or filled with love but painful and begging.

"Honey what's wrong?" she touched him lightly looking into his green eyes. "Come on tell me…"

Harry bit his lip before continuing, "I suddenly started feeling so alone Ginny…" he whispered pulling Ginny into a tight hug. "I feel so alone at night even when you are just next to me on the same bed…at night I tend to hold you tightly because I'm so alone Ginny. It's like the whole world is next to me but I'm still alone…that's why I keep holding on to you so tightly. I'm scared Ginny, I'm scared that some one may take you away from me too…I keep having nightmares…I feel so weak."

"I know love," she whispered still rubbing his shoulders and hair, gently pressing a kiss on his shoulder. He responded by pulling her closer by the waist. "I heard you every night and calmed you down…I know the pain your going through Harry. I faced the same thing when the death eaters attacked my parents…your not weak honey. You're strong…so strong that you faced him repeatedly and did not brake. Not many people can do that Harry." He pulled away and looked at her eyes sincerely, she felt so drawn to the love she saw in his eyes. Never did she imagine that any one especially Harry could love her so much. Hesitantly she smiled he traced her lips with his thumb gently cupping her face in his hands and pulling her closer to him. The space between their lips decreased as he kissed her gently as sparks flew within their bodies. Softly he pulled her body closer into a chaste kiss but soon turned heated. Urgently he ran his tongue through her bottom lip and she opened to give him entrance nervously. A few times after they had kissed Harry realized she was nervous about the relationship and agreed to take it very slow. So far not once had they gone through a make out section even though he wanted one. Even his touching her private parts in the initial times was stopped when he came to know about her insecurity. This did give him some trouble but calmed him self down knowing he wanted Ginny to be comfortable. His hormones needed to be more in control especially with her…now though all caution thrown to the wind. His tongue explored her mouth when his hands roamed all over her back pulling her tightly into him. Her eyes closed she mourned into his mouth when his hands began going down her lower back. Slowly making their way to…suddenly he broke away breathing hard. "Sorry I – I didn't mean to take advantage of you Ginny sorry."

She felt tears burn in her eyes as she looked up; his back was turned to her. Cautiously she stepped closer and placed a hand on him, "Harry." He shook her hand of and firmly told her to leave. "Go Ginny I need to have a shower any way…you go I'll come down some time latter." Harry walked into the shower starting the cold water. Sadly she nodded and left the place tears flowing down her eyes. Getting dressed in a blue dress knee length dress that brought out her beauty wonderfully but with out noticing it walked out of the room. She walked towards the great hall when she saw Hermione standing and chatting with Professor Shalaka Martin their defence professor. She was smiling at her star student and handed her a book. Hermione took it and thanked her and continued saying something the ladies laughed at what was said. Just then Narcissa Malfoy walked towards then dressed in ebony robes and a smile on her lips. Her role in school was not very clear but Hermione seamed to be quiet close to the woman as she hugged her tightly. The three women spoke for some time before Hermione broke away. Three steps and some seventh year Revenclaw boys said hi to her and they began chatting. Hermione laughed at something they said replied. Once she did that broke away wavering to them. Just then noticing Ginny smiled at her and walked towards her, "Good Morning Ginny!"

"Hi Herms – you seam quiet busy." She teased as a few more boys wished her good morning or just said hi. Even though school had been open only for two week but Hermione's position had become firm and her beauty made her quiet popular.

"Busy?" she laughed, "Gin I'm not that busy…"

Ginny cut her of, "I was talking about the boys hanging over you like bees over honey. Seriously Herms the way you are now outshines they way you were in the Yule ball last year and that's saying something." Hermione blushed and looked down but did not make any comment. Ginny laughed, "I'll take it that I've won my argument – so even you have noticed the way boys have been noticing you."

"Hmm I have been but it's nothing big all right. I've grown up during this summer that's all." She said firmly, Ginny shook her head firmly. "Hermione Harry and Ron may have not noticed the changes you had in third year. Some other boys did – I noticed the way they began looking at you. Fourth year believe me of not so many boys had their eyes popping out in the ball. Even the fake Mad-Eye Moody was watching you like crazy!"

Hermione stiffened up a bit, "Gin what's really wrong?"

"N-nothing." She stammered, "Besides I was just going to the library and finish get some books."

Firmly Hermione turned her around and looked into her eye, "Come on lets get some coffee. I think you need to talk about it!" Fifteen minutes latter and a strong cup of coffee the girls spoke about Harry-Ginny relationship and the insecurities Ginny faced. Rather it was more of a monolog in Ginny's side covering everything from the physical aspects of the relationships to the emotional side. Finally Hermione spoke, "Your relationship with Harry as far as Harry's side is concerned is going fine. All his actions are largely based on hormonal actions as far as I see it but there are some aspects that show deep emotion. Trust me on this point but he's not very good at expressing his emotions or showing out his weakness. He's the kind of guy who plays hero and tries to solve everything but places him self under great pressure. Now from what you have told me he sees you are more than his girlfriend but shares with you an emotional bond. I don't think he's forcing him self into this Ginny – I've seen the way he looks at you. He gets worried when you don't eat properly, he feels so proud when you achieve good grades…let me finish. There is more to your relationship than physical intimacy he seams to take in both the ways. Ginny I know you enjoy the attention he gives you but your insecure about your body right?"

"I'm not insecure I know that I'm not good enough for him. Look at you Hermione you're so beautiful and boys practically swarm over you that's what Harry deserves. He needs some one who is smart and beautiful like you." She practically yelled, Hermione placed a hand on her gently stopping her from raising her voice.

"Ginny Harry looks at me as his baby sister. For gods sake I can get away with wearing skimpy clothes in front of him with out him noticing I'm grown up. For him I'm just a baby sister except when he needs some one to talk to that is when I am a matured best friend. Harry Potter does not notice me as a girl with a good body shape or a bookworm turned swan like the other boys in this school. That is not the way he looks at you – he is bounded to you emotionally because you understand how you feel. You are the person who faced d-Voldemort and almost fought him. Your some one who loves and understands his passions and fears because you've faced more or less the same things." She explained, "More importantly your two completely opposite people in many respects, he hates potions when you're extremely good at it. You've taken up the 'smatter' subjects compared to him…. I know for a fact that he appreciates you for that. Harry is the kind of person who looks at the world in a completely different angle from you. His outlook towards life, his attitude towards anything and everything he does differs from you. Ginny that is what he needs – a girl who can push him out to work harder, some one who cheers him up when he's upset. He is dependent on you like your dependent on him. Remember that and never let such great love slip out of your fingers. The pain is great. Trust me I know!" Patting Ginny's shoulder left the kitchen her mind wandering again towards her childhood love Derrick. She remembered the times Rena cleared her wounds…all of them. The cigarette marks, the blade marks, the beatings and ones she got by falling down…every single one. For the first time in her life Hermione felt the closest to pain free…the past wounds in her heart were slowly healing. Her mind flashed with a few memories…running through those grounds behind insects. Dancing barefoot on the grass in an early morning as due had swept her feet. Watching great dances and clapping her hands along with the others watching them dance. Slowly pushing away the tears that swept within her eyes Hermione walked around lazily feeling her heart fall over in pain. A voice called her from behind in a light drawl of mockery, "Why if it's not the sweet Hermione Riddle…not with any of your friends? What happened honey not able to kill Harry as yet?"

Rolling her eyes she turned around to face Sirius who stood there against a pillar. His hands folded against his chest, dressed in a simple blue jeans and a white and blue checked polo shirt. He still had the biker gloves on his wrists so she knew he drove over in his bike on his way to some place. Instead of dropping her gaze continued to look at him, "What do you want Black? Make it fast I don't have all day."

"Nether do I brat I just came to tell you not to give Harry a hard time in his remedial potions class. You Severus is doing that enough." He commented smirking at her she rolled her eyes and firmly replied him.

"Listen good – he's my papa…my legal guardian and you stay out of our lives. As far as my remedial potions classes are concerned leave that to me." She snapped walking away into a room feeling her heart practically pound. Badly needing to smoke pulled out her case when a crack was heard behind her, getting irritated she snapped, "WHAT?"

"It's Dobby miss." The little elf squeaked happily thinking Hermione misunderstood him for some one else. Placing a fake smile and the case away turned around, "Sorry I thought it was some one else. So you needed me for something?"

"Professor Dumbledore is calling you miss. He says it's urgent." Hermione nodded and the elf cracked away, groaning she marched towards the Head master's office. Walking inside though she stood surprised to find the man was not alone but accompanied by two other people. Remus and Amelia sat there one looking very guilty and the other happy to see her. Smiling he got up and hugged her tightly, after all she had been his pet since she was in third year.

"Remus – air." She laughed but hugged him back any way, "So how are you?"

"Wonderful dear now let me look at you properly. My god how do you maintain you self? Are you eating well?" he asked concerned. Smiling she nodded happily, he sat down and sat her down on the arm of his chair. "Now how has school been treating you…don't you have an exam on Monday?"

"Wow…stop a minute will you?" she asked placing an arm around his shoulders, "I am eating well but I exercise a lot because it releases the stress. School's treating me wonderfully…just comes for a walk with me and you know that. As far as my exam is concerned yes it's on Monday and I'm prepared for it. Now tell me about your self how is life treating you?"

"Excellent largely research work…so it's very flexible. You know I have been cured of my umm hairy problem right?" he asked, she happily nodded, "Well then in the mean time were trying to find a way to brew this in great amounts…and I know about you."

"Remus – I heard the three of you talking today morning." His smile faded and he looked down with out braking her gaze she added, "Thank you for saying what you did…I'm no weak child and neither do I need Harry's protection. I don't want him to find out and that is final."

Amelia decided to interrupt at this point, "Hermione. Harry's powers could really help you out I believe he is the Hair of Griffindoor and Griffindoor is a real fighter…"

"First of all Amelia I can decide who would help me in this war. Second of all I'm sick and tiered of you keeping me in the dark of these things and spying on me. I've made my decision: I'm taking the quits." Taking of the chain she returned it (threw it at the girls face) firmly, "Don't bother me again until I come to you asking for help." Dumbledore looked shocked where as Amelia was close to tears. "Don't give me all that nonsense there is nothing between the two of us now. You may leave."

"Hermione please. I really want you to be safe…otherwise I would not have done what I did." She pleaded but it fell on deaf ears. "W-what if you are attacked again in school? How will you protect you if Harry does not know about what is going on?"

"Amelia if you and your priestess did you job properly then you know that the four of the seven warriors are found. Only three more are left to identify them selves and as far as I'm concerned only these four are more than capable of helping me out. I don't need you wonder boys help in any way." She snapped standing up and walking towards the door. When no one stopped her she opened it and walked out not even bothering to wish any one a good day. File in hand containing all her important notes this was getting to be worse by the day – "Five minutes and I don't have a cigarette in my system I'll scream."

"If that's the case mind giving me some company miss?" a voice teased smiling she hugged Sam lightly and let her self be led to a secret room. "Seriously Mia I badly needed a smoke my self and you've got to try the new ones I got ordered yesterday. Besides I know your running low on your own…so might want to change." He offered her a Winston Red box unlike her own white ones. She nodded clearly because indeed her cigarettes had been going down and she was about to order some more. Lighting his then her own took in a puff and exclaimed.

"Wow! This is good…thanks Sam. Hay can you give me the suppliers address I'll order my stuff today it self…um how long will he take?" she asked cautiously taking another draw. Sam thoughtfully sucked in before answering. "He's in Homemade so go send him a letter right after breakfast…the size you order will be back by say tonight or tomorrow morning."

"Really thank you so much buddy." She smiled and gave him a light hug around the waist with her free hand. He returned it by placing a hand on her shoulder. "All right then I better make a move I need send the post before breakfast! Chances are there that my cigarettes will finish any time today."

"Hmm I can see that." Both of them walked after finishing their cigarettes, and walked out together chewing the gum Hermione had with her.

Back in Harry's Room:

Rubbing his head he began looking at his wardrobe. Finally picking up black jeans and a dark blue and grey combined polo shirt with some light sandals got dressed. Quietly he spent a few moments looking at him self, his mind going back to his reaction to Ginny. When he hugged her it was like some one finally coming home the only thing he wanted most…something…his thoughts trailed of knowing she still felt she was not up to it. Sadly running his hand through his hair walked out towards the gardens with his school bag and some parchment knowing that his life was practically down in the dumps. With out even realising where he was going bumped into some one.

"Hay Ron. Going some where?" he grinned, Ron was dressed in a set of faded black jeans and a black t-shirt with yellow neck and sleeves. Smiling he shook his head but pulled the bag up a bit containing the homework he planned to complete today. "Kidding or what? Hermione will kill us if we don't finish our home work." Laughing Harry nodded and they began walking towards the kitchen for a cup of coffee and some muffins. As they were going around the corner Harry accidentally bumped into some one dressed a set of green tracks and a cream sleeveless t-shirt with green border and sidelines. He had a medium size black sports bag on his shoulder with a set of sports shoes on his feet. The person looked up when Harry was opening his mouth for an apology but raced him to it.

"Morning Potter, Wesley sorry about that I was preoccupied." Surprised Harry stammered a few seconds before answering.

"It's fine Malfoy." Nodding to both the boys the blond began walking away but stopped and turned around, "Potter!" Harry turned around, "Can you give Hermione this medicine after breakfast? I…missed her in the morning!"

"Sure." Harry caught a round long blue transparent bottle with a white cap on it filled with some pills. "How many?" Holding up two fingers Draco walked away calmly like this was a common happening. Harry was about to pocket the pills when a hand pulled it out of his hand…turning around he saw a man dressed in dark brown trousers with a light brown half sleeved shirt. A light moustache and hair pulled back, Remus Lupine. The smiles of Ron and Harry widened and the latter teased, "Moony what no hi?"

"First tell me who gave you these pills Harry." He demanded looked worried.

Krishi

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