Disclaimer/Copyright:
These wonderful characters and concepts that are copyright of Warner Brothers and Bloomsbury Publishing are the extraordinary creations of Miss Joanne Kathleen Rowling!
Hermione's visions have somewhat to do with 'The Mummy Returns', however, it is not copying. Yet, I still want to give the creators of 'The Mummy Returns' credit for certain inspirations.
But, I am glad to say, Jacen O'Connell (yeah, I got that from The Mummy Returns) is one of my characters!
Author's Note:
Some things might seem odd in this story, and some things might not be correct. But it is my story; therefore I may write as I wish, as you may with your stories. Please review, I would appreciate. I will not however, withhold chapters if I don't get a ridiculous amount of reviews. Whether your opinion may be kind or harsh, I welcome them all; I want to hear your honest opinion of my story!
In this chapter you still do not find out who Jacen is, but you will in the third Chapter! This chapter {chapter 2} focuses on the stranger that Hermione saw before she fainted! ::Gasp:: Enjoy and remember to review!
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Jacen kissed Hermione's forehead, not waking her. He left he bedside to get a class of water, trying to pass the time until she awoke. Madam Pompfrey had at first objected to Tyler's presence but he had insisted that he stay with her and she said no more about the subject. He noticed that he had gold paint at his forehead and wiped it off in confusion.
He turned to Hermione, who was now lying on what appeared to be an Egyptian bed. She looked beautiful adorned in jewels and armor. " I must be going crazy, " he thought to himself, but all was forgotten when he heard a soft stir and realized Hermione has awakened.
She propped herself up and smiled at Jacen I really don't need to be in here, I only fainted." She protested, feeling embarrassed about fainting. "Hermione, you fainted, you need to be resting, besides we were all really worried about you!" Hermione blushed and asked, "What time is it?" she asked, trying to change the subject. "Only 9:30," he replied, grinning at what Hermione hadn't yet realized. "Oh good" she said "Then I have only missed a class!" "Hermione" he said, his humor turning to concern "you have been sleeping for three days straight, don't you remember what happened?"
"Three Days! No! I...how could I have done that? I am going to be behind in my lessons!" Hermione said, he voice fully of worry. "Hermione! Stop worrying about your studies! I am worried about you..." his voice faded. "Nothing happened, I just fainted...that's all, I guess I was just a little stressed, maybe I have been studying too much." She seemed to have convinced Jacen, but she hadn't convinced herself. He nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'll let you get dressed" he said as he left the hospital wing.
Later That Day
By the time Hermione was walking to History of Magic, her last class, the stranger was all that she could think of. WHO WAS HE?! She desperately thought to herself, she needed an answer and she was going to find out tonight... somehow.
"Hellooo" Ron said as he waved his hand in front of Hermione's face. "Anybody home?" he teased. "Sorry Ron, I've just had a lot on my mind lately" she replied absentmindedly. Ron shrugged and entered the classroom, not realizing how inconsiderate he was being.
Harry, however, held out his arm to keep Hermione from passing. She gave him a look of reassurance that she was fine and he slowly, reluctantly, allowed her to pass.
Later That Night
Hermione looked behind her, making sure she wasn't being followed. She creeped further into the Forbidden Forest, not knowing why she was entering it. Something inside of her told her that she would find that stranger here. But unfortunately, it had been almost an hour since she had left Gryffindor Tower and she hadn't seen a thing.
Hearing another noise she whirled around to see the swish of a cape! It was the stranger, she knew it was! She didn't think he was aware of anyone following him, so she slowly crept behind him, giving them only little distant from each other. The man suddenly whirled around to face Hermione, she gasped. It was a man, dressed in a black cloak. He looked Egyptian, his skin rough with various scars. He starred at her for a moment. Then he whispered, "I am stranger traveling from the East." And walked away into the night, a stranger in the night.
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These wonderful characters and concepts that are copyright of Warner Brothers and Bloomsbury Publishing are the extraordinary creations of Miss Joanne Kathleen Rowling!
Hermione's visions have somewhat to do with 'The Mummy Returns', however, it is not copying. Yet, I still want to give the creators of 'The Mummy Returns' credit for certain inspirations.
But, I am glad to say, Jacen O'Connell (yeah, I got that from The Mummy Returns) is one of my characters!
Author's Note:
Some things might seem odd in this story, and some things might not be correct. But it is my story; therefore I may write as I wish, as you may with your stories. Please review, I would appreciate. I will not however, withhold chapters if I don't get a ridiculous amount of reviews. Whether your opinion may be kind or harsh, I welcome them all; I want to hear your honest opinion of my story!
In this chapter you still do not find out who Jacen is, but you will in the third Chapter! This chapter {chapter 2} focuses on the stranger that Hermione saw before she fainted! ::Gasp:: Enjoy and remember to review!
~*~
Jacen kissed Hermione's forehead, not waking her. He left he bedside to get a class of water, trying to pass the time until she awoke. Madam Pompfrey had at first objected to Tyler's presence but he had insisted that he stay with her and she said no more about the subject. He noticed that he had gold paint at his forehead and wiped it off in confusion.
He turned to Hermione, who was now lying on what appeared to be an Egyptian bed. She looked beautiful adorned in jewels and armor. " I must be going crazy, " he thought to himself, but all was forgotten when he heard a soft stir and realized Hermione has awakened.
She propped herself up and smiled at Jacen I really don't need to be in here, I only fainted." She protested, feeling embarrassed about fainting. "Hermione, you fainted, you need to be resting, besides we were all really worried about you!" Hermione blushed and asked, "What time is it?" she asked, trying to change the subject. "Only 9:30," he replied, grinning at what Hermione hadn't yet realized. "Oh good" she said "Then I have only missed a class!" "Hermione" he said, his humor turning to concern "you have been sleeping for three days straight, don't you remember what happened?"
"Three Days! No! I...how could I have done that? I am going to be behind in my lessons!" Hermione said, he voice fully of worry. "Hermione! Stop worrying about your studies! I am worried about you..." his voice faded. "Nothing happened, I just fainted...that's all, I guess I was just a little stressed, maybe I have been studying too much." She seemed to have convinced Jacen, but she hadn't convinced herself. He nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'll let you get dressed" he said as he left the hospital wing.
Later That Day
By the time Hermione was walking to History of Magic, her last class, the stranger was all that she could think of. WHO WAS HE?! She desperately thought to herself, she needed an answer and she was going to find out tonight... somehow.
"Hellooo" Ron said as he waved his hand in front of Hermione's face. "Anybody home?" he teased. "Sorry Ron, I've just had a lot on my mind lately" she replied absentmindedly. Ron shrugged and entered the classroom, not realizing how inconsiderate he was being.
Harry, however, held out his arm to keep Hermione from passing. She gave him a look of reassurance that she was fine and he slowly, reluctantly, allowed her to pass.
Later That Night
Hermione looked behind her, making sure she wasn't being followed. She creeped further into the Forbidden Forest, not knowing why she was entering it. Something inside of her told her that she would find that stranger here. But unfortunately, it had been almost an hour since she had left Gryffindor Tower and she hadn't seen a thing.
Hearing another noise she whirled around to see the swish of a cape! It was the stranger, she knew it was! She didn't think he was aware of anyone following him, so she slowly crept behind him, giving them only little distant from each other. The man suddenly whirled around to face Hermione, she gasped. It was a man, dressed in a black cloak. He looked Egyptian, his skin rough with various scars. He starred at her for a moment. Then he whispered, "I am stranger traveling from the East." And walked away into the night, a stranger in the night.
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