Hermione and the New Boy Who Lived - Part 2
By infinitykat :D
A/N:Here's the next part! Thanks so much to the reviewers(you'll be mentioned at the end)! I'll be sitting here for the next hour or so with a stupid grin pastered on my face. I'm so happy you liked it.
Oh ya- check out the teaser trailer for the HP movie @ harrypotter.com. It comes out in November. Grrr…I want to see that movie so bad! Oh well, here we go:
… "Finley Potter?"
Hushed whispers and gasps went through the student body.
"…Potter - is that him?…"
"…I think so - isn't he Harry's nefew?…"
Sure enough, a small, thin boy with dark, wild hair approached the stool. Both Ellie and Thomas had bright green eyes, making their son's eyes look almost supernatural. Hermione began to tug on her amethyst and Fin looked at her although he was trying to figure out who she was. Fin sat on the stool with the hat pulled over his eyes (it was too big) and the room fell silent.
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"Finley Potter?"
The professor who had called on him looked shocked and confused. She began to tug on a necklace she wore and the room filled with hushed whispers. This made Fin even more nervous than he was already.
Finley had spent most of his life in the foster care of muggles. Every once and a while when he mourned the lost of his parents (car crash) something would move or a pet would be thrown across the room. None of this fazed his foster parents, but on his eleventh birthday, two older teenagers, maybe 18 or 19, had come to his home. They looked to be twins.
Also, they looked like Fin. The only different between the two was that one had glasses and when a soft breeze came through the house, Fin could see a thin, strangely shaped scar on his forehead. Almost like a lightening bolt…
The next month had been a blur. The other boy turned out to be his father, not dead but alive and wanting to see him. They had explained the whole magic idea, which was confusing to him, but they did not explain why he was separated from them.
"You'll find out soon enough," his father had said.
His uncle told him that he needed not to worry when he went to Hogwarts, must of the other children had no idea how to do magic either. He then told him that a girl that he loved was going to be one of his teachers, according to his friend. She wore a necklace that had an amethyst hanging from it. Fin was given a letter and instructed to give it to her.
As Fin passed the professor on the way to the stool, he realized that this was the girl. Wavy brown hair, bright cinnamon eyes, and... the necklace. Some how the necklace seemed more important, but he let the thought fade.
He sat on the stool and placed the hat on his head. It was far to big for him and it slipped down over his eyes.
"Hmm… interesting, a Riddle- Potter descendant." Said the hat in his ear.
Huh? Thought Fin.
"Goodness is in your heart though, you are bond for greatness…
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Hermione held her breath as Fin was being sorted.
Not Slytherin, not Slytherin! Thought Hermione. After a few moments, the hat yelled, "GRYFFINDOR!" She sighed deeply and loud cheers and applause led Fin to the Gryffindor table.
Hermione had never realized how boring the sorting coordinator's job was. She went through the list, one by one, some immediately being sorted, some taking up to 5 minutes.
"Benjamin Rankin," she said, nearing the end of the list.
A very insecure-looking boy with flaming red hair walked across the Great Hall. He was a dead-ringer for Ron and Hermione had to keep herself from laughing out loud. Obviously the Weasleys weren't the only family with the hair.
He sat on the stool and Hermione heard someone say, "What, Ickle Benjikins scared?" Ben went pink around the ears and plopped the hat on his head. He looked as though he was getting more nervous by the moment. After a minute or two, the hat screamed, "better be GRYFFINDOR!" A look of relief spread over Ben's face and he sat next to Fin.
Hermione looked down at the list. Warwick Rawlins. "Warwick Wawlins," babbled Hermione. Damn, that sounded like Rosa! She thought.
Someone loudly cleared his throat.
"Warwick RAwlins," someone drawled. A thin boy with silvery blonde hair and a pointed face glared at Hermione as he trotted up to the stool.
He had barely put the hat on his head when it yelled, "SLYTHERIN!" He looked pleased and made his way to the Slytherin table.
The last name Hermione called that evening was Cullie Zarwig who retreated to the Ravenclaw table. Hermione rolled the scroll up and applause was given.
She went to sit at the head table. McGonagall stood and cleared her throat.
"Welcome everyone, to a new term. I'm sure this will be the best one yet," she glanced at Hermione I know she thought. "And I'm quite sure all of you are starving. Let the feast BEGIN!" she yelled the last bit, mimicking Dumbledore.
Mountains of wonderful food were piled on the empty serving plates and everyone had begun to eat and chatter. About halfway into the meal, something struck Hermione.
"Minerva- may I ask a question?" she asked.
"Um-hum," Minerva said.
"Why didn't you tell me Fin was coming here?"
"Well, Harry and I had a wonderful conversation this past summer and he had told me the great news of finding Finley. I told him that Fin could come to Hogwarts, but he told me to keep it confidential."
"Why?"
"He wanted to surprise you, Hermione." She replied, suddenly looking very shifty.
"Oh…"
That evening, Hermione decided to retreat to her office with a book and a cup of tea. All the students were celebrating the new term, but she wasn't a student anymore, and she didn't want to disrupt their fun.
About a half-hour later, when Jim finally told Diane that he loved her, there was a knock at the door. Hermione closed her book and called for them to come in. It was Fin.
"Oh uh- hi there," she said, "What can I do for you? Please- take a seat." Fin slowly approached Hermione and carefully sat in one of the chairs.
"Um, Professor Granger- my uncle, Harry," he started. Hermione nodded.
"Yes?"
"Well uh, he wanted me to give this to you." Fin held out a thick envelope with her name on it. She stared at it for a moment, and then took it from him.
"Um, thank you Finley - is that all?"
"Uh yes - good night Professor." With that, he hurriedly returned to the common room.
Hermione turned the envelope over and over in her hands. She finally ripped it open and began to read the letter inside.
Dearest Hermione…
THE END!
A/N: you like, you buy? (whoa- deja vu!) Anyway, thanks to my wonderful reviewers:Lily Vance, Fanasty Girl, Demon_Child, and muggle genius. You guys rock! Special thanks to Fanasty Girl who put this in her favorite stories. Love ya! REVIEW! Hey, I might even put up the next part!
