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Tyler Hilton's When It Comes
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If you notice…I wrote in Chapter 22
"My you look like Chloe but with some of your grandmother's features," Helen whispered to herself. 'This is a good day so far; the Snapes haven't decided to visit us this day. I hope they stay in their area of the Core.'
Snape's mother and father are already dead! Yeah, I've killed off his parents!
The Core is a big plane. A location for all of the Luthers, Corbetts, Potermays, and Snapes and other unnamed families…
Anyone who has any children, relations to The Daughters of the Gift are there. Those who marry into the family and stuff too…
It's a Haven just for them…their own secluded heaven!
But only the good important ones get into the Core…the others have another plane The Doldrums
Chapter Twenty Four
Draco looked over at Hermione. She seemed so peaceful. He couldn't leave her alone even though he knew that he should. He didn't understand a single feeling he was feeling. It was all new to him, to actually want to care for someone. To want to make them feel wanted to make them want him. He had his fair share of women, and didn't understand why the one to make him feel this way had to be Hermione.
'You have confused me! How could you, a Gryffindor Mud…I can't even say it anymore. Every time I insult someone, I think of you! You've gotten too deep! Too deep, if father finds out, he'll kill me. No, he'll just torture me and then let The Dark Lord finish me off,' he thought looking at Hermione with a sad look.
"She'll wake up you know," an all knowing voice said.
"I can't do it anymore, she's gotten to me. She gets to me," Draco said quietly.
"I knew she would, Hermione's wonderful," Blaise said taking the seat on the other side of her bed and taking her hand.
Draco looked at Blaise holding Hermione's hand. He could easily do so anytime. Unlike Draco, Blaise wasn't the Dark Lord's concern; he wasn't the evil bastard that tormented her and her friends. He hadn't for the last seven yrs, destroying any chance to be with her.
Suddenly it hit him like a ton of books. He had always been in love with Hermione. He tired to pass it off as hatred, but now he realized from the moment she slapped him, he wanted her. Draco sneered. He wouldn't let his future end this way. His father counted on him. He had enough information. No more being nice, he would leave Hermione alone. He couldn't get close to anyone. Draco was jealous to the freedom Blaise had. He could show his emotions and Draco could tell by his face that Blaise cared for Hermione.
"You love her, don't you," Draco said after a long silence.
Blaise looked at Draco's torn face. It was the first time he had ever seen Draco Malfoy look so defeated. Blaise felt something towards Hermione; he knew they had gotten quite close the last few months. He cared deeply, but he didn't understand what he felt. He loved Rosalyn, didn't he! 'Don't I?' he questioned.
"I…" Blaise started.
"Don't even," Draco said leaving the Hospital Wing.
"I don't know, Hershey, what I feel for you. It's more than friendship, but I honestly don't know," Blaise whispered. He kissed her on her forehead before departing.
"And the plot thickens," a cynical voice said from the shadows.
He had stood in the shadows watching Draco, Blaise and his Hermione for a while. His lovely daughter, how he wish he had the heart to tell her that he cared. Severus didn't know if she'll accept him, after the years of verbal insults.
"Your mother was always the admired one, you follow after her. I wonder who you'll choose, young Draco or Blaise," Severus thought aloud before taking off into the Great Hall.
Severus Snape walked to the Great Hall swiftly, hoping to get a word in with Dumbledore before the students came in for lunch.
"Professor," Severus said giving him a look.
"Yes, Severus?" Dumbledore replied after nodding to Professor McGonagall.
Severus looked at the two interested. 'Wonder what the two bats were speaking of?'
"Well, my boy, what is it you wish to discuss?"
"My daughter," Severus replied instantly without a thought to the ones surrounding them.
Blaise looked at his Professor. 'He really needs to get back to being quite aware of his surroundings. He didn't even look to see if anyone was around.'
Blaise walked away, not wanting to listen in on their conversation.
"Well, what about her?" Dumbledore asked.
Severus finally looked around noticing that there were too many ears. He walked into a corridor and cast a silencing spell.
"The war is drawing near, The Lord, is impatient with Malfoy's attempts," Severus said.
"How do you know this?"
"Last night, they had a meeting." Severus said rubbing his arm slightly. He remembered the burning feeling against his flesh quite vividly.
"Tell me," Dumbledore asked.
"It seems that Malfoy Senior, had a plan to get to Harry at his weakest point, which sir, is right now, with Hermione incapacitated," Severus said.
"How do they know?" Dumbledore asked.
"They know, because there's a spy among us," Severus said.
"A spy, don't be ridiculous, everyone is loyal to The Order and Harry," Dumbledore stated pacing slightly.
"Of course, that is what you want to believe, but there is a spy leaking information. It might be someone we'll least expect," Severus said.
"Draco?" Dumbledore guessed.
"He was one of the leaks, but it seems there is another," Severus said. He looked at his old professor with a sad look. "This person is quite close to all of us. They had the guts to show to the meeting last night and kiss the Lord's robes."
"Who is it, so we can deal with this," Dumbledore said. He was disgusted that someone would do such a thing, to the Order and Harry.
"It's Loren, sir!" Severus stated.
"What, impossible? She's Hermione's cousin, she's been watching over her," Dumbledore stated shocked.
Loren Luther had always been known to be quite the cunning individual. She was bright and a role model to the Pureblood families, with her charm and business skills. She wasvery Slytherin,but Dumbledore did not believe that she would ever betray her family.
"The Luthers are up to something," Dumbledore stated after much thought.
"Indeed they are, they want power!" Severus asked fuming.
"They already have enough power, they're up something. I think it might be dangerous if you speak of this too soon," Dumbledore said.
"Well, they are planning an attack soon," Severus said remembering the words that were spoken the night before, "We can't just let them go."
"I think first of my students.I shall protect them, do not tell a soul," Dumbledore said walking away, "I shall speak with Loren."
Severus shook his head. He feared that the War would come too soon, before they had time to prepare.
"So this is what I need to do on this little journey of ours?" Hermione asked looking at the sheet that outlined everything.
Hermione smiled slightly at how organized her Great Aunt was. The paper was very detailed and gave specifics. There were three rules, but all of them seemed very important.
"Yes," Katrina said as she took out a pie from the oven.
"Apple and cinnamon, my favorite," Hermione said looking at the pie hungrily!
"Thought so, everyone in this family as a taste for apple and cinnamon," Katrina said cutting a piece for Hermione and putting the rest away.
"So no speaking aloud, only mind speech and reading. I'm suppose to get in touch with my surroundings, survive and communicate with you without talking," Hermione stated.
"Yes," Katrina said washing her hands.
"Seems easy enough," she replied taking a bite of the pie.
"Everything isn't as easy as it seems," Katrina said.
Hermione looked around her Great Aunt's kitchen, it seemed ordinary and simple; it was very muggle. 'No nothing is as it seems. Everything about something always has a twist. I think they're trying to give me life lessons, advice to remember with all their riddles.'
"Can you tell me something," Hermione asked.
"Depends on what you ask, my dear," Katrina said.
"How come things are so muggle, I would think with magic, muggle things for you would be barbaric," Hermione said.
"The muggle way is an alternative to magic. You can't always have magic to rely on. It's amazing what they've developed without magic," Katrina said, "Now I think its time for you to go to bed. We get up early tomorrow."
Hermione looked at the clock, in red blinking letters it read 9:30. She sighed, she might as well. Maybe she'll dream something pretty.
Hermione sat in a middle of a field of daisies. She sighed softly as the sun caressed her. She breathed in and out, waiting for something.
"I didn't think you'll come," a voice called.
"Who are you?" Hermione asked.
"Someone close yet distant," the voice said, "I've been waiting for you, child."
"Why?"
"To help you see," the voice said, it was getting closer.
"I can already see," Hermione said.
"No, you don't see all of it! You must see the truth."
"What truth?" Hermione asked.
"Don't believe everything your aunt and grandmother say! They're keeping secrets from you!"
"Secrets, huh?" Hermione asked, "Who are you?"
"I may not have a gift, I may not come from your family, but I know what you will face! The dead can see things others can not. The War will come soon," the voice said, "You need to hurry and get ready."
Hermione was confused, very confused. She had no clue what this woman spoke about.
"He can be saved. Save him," the voice said.
"Save who!" Hermione asked.
"You'll know when the time comes, you'll know," the voice said fading completely.
Hermione woke up abruptly. 'What in Merlin was that? That must be the strangest vision, was it even a vision.'
Hermione sighed and went back to sleep, but it was short lived with her Great Aunt banging on her door.
"Up, my dear, up," Katrina said in a hurry.
Hermione groaned, "A few more minutes?"
"No, not now, we must get going," Katrina said.
Hermione wondered what the hurry was, she quickly got dressed and ready.
Katrina sighed. She, her sister and niece had been looking through The Mirror into the real world. There was going to be an attack on Harry soon. They needed to hurry with Hermione.
"Harry," Ron called from his seat. He had been watching for a little too long now as his little sister and best mate snog each other.
"Yes, Ron?" Harry said pulling away from Ginny.
"Shouldn't we go visit Mione and see what they say," Ron asked.
"Dumbledore says that Hermione will wake up when she's ready. We'll give it some time," Harry said trying to smile.
He knew deep down that he feared for Hermione. He just didn't want to deal with it. Harry wanted to distract himself from all that was happening.
Loren smiled at Remus happily. The two seemed to be so involved with one another the last few days.
The two were having a picnic outside in the court yard, until Dumbledore came strolling by.
"A word, Miss Luther," Dumbledore asked curiously watching the two love birds.
"It's been a month in a half, Professor, can you please rid of the formalities," Loren said. She kissed Remus on the cheek and rose to walk with Dumbledore.
"Loren, then, may you please take a walk with me."
Loren nodded and the two walked not to far away.
Remus watched from afar wondering what the two had to speak about. 'Hermione, probably, the poor dear, I shall get some chocolate ready for when she wakes.'
"There have been issues concerning your whereabouts yesterday," Dumbledore started.
"I don't know what you mean, yesterday I was at the club, sir," Loren said knowing exactly what to say.
"Of course, of course," Dumbledore said, but it sounded as if he didn't believe her.
"What was important about yesterday," Loren asked eyeing the Professor.
Dumbledore gave a lopsided grin; with a flick of his hand a silencing spell was cast. "You and your family are up to something."
Loren gave Dumbledore an innocent look. "Why Professor, why do you think that?"
"You were at a Deatheater meeting last night," Dumbledore said angrily.
"Was I, there are several witnesses claiming I was at my Club," Loren said in an even voice.
Loren knew someone would tell. She frowned mentally. 'This will ruin things. I've worked too hard.'
Dumbledore sighed. He didn't understand, but he was hoping that whatever they had planned, it would help their side.
"I will ask this only once," Dumbledore started.
"Yes?" Loren said lifting an eyebrow.
"Are you on our side?" Dumbledore quickly asked. It was a simple question. Dumbledore knew how to read wizards and witches; he was sure this simple answer from Loren would answer everything.
"Yes," Loren replied, "Now may I please go back to my picnic?"
Dumbledore nodded, taking down the silencing charm and walking back into the castle.
"Hermione, walk faster dear, walk faster," Katrina yelled to a staggering figure a few feet behind.
"How can you have such energy, Aunt," Hermione asked trying to catch her breath.
"If you spent less time with those books of yours, and exercised you would know!" Katrina replied sharply. "Now we're here, two steps from now, we'll be on the road to The North Temple!"
"Can I just ask one quick thing?" Hermione asked.
"Go on, go on," Katrina asked.
"How exactly am I suppose to mind speak?" Hermione asked.
Katrina sighed. "And they say you're the brightest witch of your time. I thought you would've learned a little bit from Helen, I guess I was wrong. Mind speech and reading is a lot similar to animal speech and communication. The thing with humans is we're a mess of emotions. Creatures are much easier. You've got to tap out of your system and into the others! To read other minds, you must first understand silence and your own thoughts."
Hermione sighed. "I understand."
"Of course you do, you should!" Katrina said taking Hermione's hand and dragging her across the line.
Hmm…that's that alright! Yeah, I'm slowing things down a bit. I need to plan the chapters, what's gonna happen in what upcoming chapter. I've been writing freestyle at the moment, writing whatever comes to mind. Yeah and that's no good…I've gotta read back and get into the flow I had before. I wanna finish this fic, yes I do, but first I've gotta figure how to finish and make sure I do it in the right way!
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