As The World Falls Down ~ Live to Tell
Chapter II - Wicked
Hermione's eyes shot awake. She could feel the cold sweat and the terror. Then she remembered the dream. It always repeated itself since the fight with the Dark Lord. It was pure terror. Pure plain naked terror.
"She was running. She could feel the earth on her bare feet and bushes going through her legs and arms. Blood dropping and despair growing inside her. Never a forest looked so scary and so evil. So wicked. A cold harsh laugh followed her. She could not get away. She was running but not moving."
"Stop it", Hermione mentaly yelled to herself. "It's only a dream. A damn dream but still a dream."
Hermione looked at her clock.
"4:00 AM. Great, just great. I'm going for a walk."
She didn't care - for once - that it was against the rules. The dream was getting worse each night and Hermione had to do something to prevent her from getting mad. Hermione grabed her dark blue silk robes and put on her slippers. And left the 6th Year Girl's Dormitory.
The Common Room was dark. The fire shot strange shadows in the walls. Hermione didn't want to look at them. They shot strange fellings through her neck - bad feelings.
"Gold Salamander", Hermione said to the Fat Lady Portrait. The Fat Lady nodded quietly and let Hermione go through.
The Hogwarts' walls were quiet. And cold. It looked as if they were expecting something sollemn to happen. Hermione's footsteps echoed by the whole corridor. She was walking and walking not caring where she would end up. It was like a trance. Suddenly she noticed that she didn't know where she was. It wasn't an place she'd been before. "Of course" she thought ironicaly "Hogwarts is extremely big. No way I could know something except my daily way."
While trying to figure out where she was, Hermione heard footsteps behind her. When she turned it wasn't very much of a surprise. It was her. The girl that was taking everything away from her.
"Good Evening Puella Scelestus", Hermione said coldly
"Oh, good evening Hermione Granger. Going for a walk too?", Puella said with false warmith
"Seems like."
"Oh."
An umpleasant silence followed that. Hermione could feel that this girl was being totaly false - she was pretending to be innocent and nice.
"So Hermione -"
"Granger to you", Hermione cut her
"Oh sorry. Look Granger I don't know why you don't like me but I have nothing against you. Really."
Hermione gave a loud and umpleasant laugh.
"Listen to me Scelestus I know what you are. I know you don't like me, for some evil reason. And I know that you are trying to take away everything I have but I'll not let you do it. Your false sweetness doesn't have any effect on me", Hermione said in a slow angry voice.
Puella looked something near laughing. Her blond hair was looking very pale yet very dark. Her blue eyes had shadows over them.
"Oh, you think you know something", Puella said leaning closer to her and whispering "Mudblood," she continued "but you know nothing. Keep that mouth of yours shut. If you can't keep anything you thought you ever had it's not my fault. It's not my fault that you are an unnatractive bloody bookworm that doesn't know how to keep friends and enjoy life. You are losing your place to someone much better than you - me. It's only a question of time for you to see that." and she added in a deadly evil whisper "You are alone. You've always been and you always will. I pity you Hermione Granger." . Then Puella turned and left, leaving a very hurt Hermione behind.
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Disclaimer: All the characters belong to the Greatest-of-All J.K. Rowling. And the plot belongs to me.
Author's Note: Please please REVIEW! Reviews make my day! Really! And that's what'll keep me going with this story and believe me, much more is going to happen!
With love,
Amethyst Luna
Chapter II - Wicked
Hermione's eyes shot awake. She could feel the cold sweat and the terror. Then she remembered the dream. It always repeated itself since the fight with the Dark Lord. It was pure terror. Pure plain naked terror.
"She was running. She could feel the earth on her bare feet and bushes going through her legs and arms. Blood dropping and despair growing inside her. Never a forest looked so scary and so evil. So wicked. A cold harsh laugh followed her. She could not get away. She was running but not moving."
"Stop it", Hermione mentaly yelled to herself. "It's only a dream. A damn dream but still a dream."
Hermione looked at her clock.
"4:00 AM. Great, just great. I'm going for a walk."
She didn't care - for once - that it was against the rules. The dream was getting worse each night and Hermione had to do something to prevent her from getting mad. Hermione grabed her dark blue silk robes and put on her slippers. And left the 6th Year Girl's Dormitory.
The Common Room was dark. The fire shot strange shadows in the walls. Hermione didn't want to look at them. They shot strange fellings through her neck - bad feelings.
"Gold Salamander", Hermione said to the Fat Lady Portrait. The Fat Lady nodded quietly and let Hermione go through.
The Hogwarts' walls were quiet. And cold. It looked as if they were expecting something sollemn to happen. Hermione's footsteps echoed by the whole corridor. She was walking and walking not caring where she would end up. It was like a trance. Suddenly she noticed that she didn't know where she was. It wasn't an place she'd been before. "Of course" she thought ironicaly "Hogwarts is extremely big. No way I could know something except my daily way."
While trying to figure out where she was, Hermione heard footsteps behind her. When she turned it wasn't very much of a surprise. It was her. The girl that was taking everything away from her.
"Good Evening Puella Scelestus", Hermione said coldly
"Oh, good evening Hermione Granger. Going for a walk too?", Puella said with false warmith
"Seems like."
"Oh."
An umpleasant silence followed that. Hermione could feel that this girl was being totaly false - she was pretending to be innocent and nice.
"So Hermione -"
"Granger to you", Hermione cut her
"Oh sorry. Look Granger I don't know why you don't like me but I have nothing against you. Really."
Hermione gave a loud and umpleasant laugh.
"Listen to me Scelestus I know what you are. I know you don't like me, for some evil reason. And I know that you are trying to take away everything I have but I'll not let you do it. Your false sweetness doesn't have any effect on me", Hermione said in a slow angry voice.
Puella looked something near laughing. Her blond hair was looking very pale yet very dark. Her blue eyes had shadows over them.
"Oh, you think you know something", Puella said leaning closer to her and whispering "Mudblood," she continued "but you know nothing. Keep that mouth of yours shut. If you can't keep anything you thought you ever had it's not my fault. It's not my fault that you are an unnatractive bloody bookworm that doesn't know how to keep friends and enjoy life. You are losing your place to someone much better than you - me. It's only a question of time for you to see that." and she added in a deadly evil whisper "You are alone. You've always been and you always will. I pity you Hermione Granger." . Then Puella turned and left, leaving a very hurt Hermione behind.
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Disclaimer: All the characters belong to the Greatest-of-All J.K. Rowling. And the plot belongs to me.
Author's Note: Please please REVIEW! Reviews make my day! Really! And that's what'll keep me going with this story and believe me, much more is going to happen!
With love,
Amethyst Luna
