The Parchment
Chapter eight; Fallen Letters
December 15,
saturday
12:12am
How long do I have to wait before I'm ready to admit it to myself. What do I have to admit? I can hold myself to think what I want to think can't I? I'm not the best in my year for nothing, right. Unfortunate in the situation. it does not apply, I know I am at a sophisticated age, seventeen at that. Its not even valid for me to feel confused at that,I should have gotten over that, a long time ago. I admit it I am confused, though I never was ready to admit it; my sagacity is inferior to my emotions. How can I, Hermione Granger ever fall in love?
After that chat with Lavander, Hermione felt a little unlike herself that morning she awoke. Many thoughts ran through her head, many thoughts that she thought she would never think. She thought about how it would be like for her to admit to herself that she really had something for Malfoy. "No, Draco. I can't go on thinking as him as that,"
"Why am I thinking this, I deserve better than this, don't I?" she muttered to herself. "There's Ron right?"
"My God Hermione, you could do better than that," said a voice, which Hermione easily recognized as Lavander's
"Alright, maybe I do,"
"Malfoy,.You really love him don't you?"
"I.I don't think I'm ready to say that Lavander."
"Let me tell you this," began Lavander as she walked over to the window of their dormitory and pulled the scarlet curtains up. "You may have all the intellect you were born with, but emotions can be superior, and can overtake your mind. You may not know what you are feeling but I'm sure you will be overcome by your emotions long before your mind even realizes it, even if you are that smart Hermione."
"I know, that Lavander but as far as my mind is functioning, my heart might be at the end of the race, while my mind is yet at the starting line,"
"Your absolutely NOT ready Hermione,"
"Would you two mind?" came Parvati's morning drawl, "Some people are trying to sleep,"
"Sorry Parvati,"
~~*
"Hey Harry, Ron" Hermione called as she spotted her two friends plating wizards chess at the corner of the common room.
"Hi Herm, how'd detention go?" asked Ron with a slight smile on his face that was telling her that he was ready to burst in to fits of giggles.
"Shut up Ron,"
"It's a Saturday Hermione, wanna go to Hogsmaede?"
"Yeah, sure Harry,"
"But first, lets eat, I'm starving," said Ron.
The three marched down to the Great Hall for breakfast. While through the corridors, Hermione was evidently left out of the conversation again as Harry and Ron kept ranting on about Quidditch. Hermione trailed behind them and rolled her eyes, "Boys," she muttered.
Whereas they were on one of the halls, Hermione felt a slight breeze enter the room. Suddenly, a small envelope swept in to her hands. She looked up from where it might have come from. There, she saw a streak of white moving very rapidly through the hall's balcony.
"Malfoy," she whispered.
"Hermione, you coming or not?"
"Yeah Ron, coming" she blurted out as she placed the envelope inside her cloak.
They entered the Great Hall to see it decorated beautifully with glorious Christmas decorations.
"Christmas is here," Hermione said.
"It certainly is," said Harry with a smile.
They went over to the Gryffindor table. The whole table was obviously engrossed in a conversation.
"Of course not, It would be better for us to do it in the common room," said a seventh year prefect.
"I suggest we inform Mc Gonnagal of this before we do anything," suggested Parvati Patil
The three took their seats and started asking questions about what everyone was talking about.
"Parvati, would you mind telling me what this is about?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, we're planning on doing a Christmas ball, Gryffindor exclusively,"
"Oh that's great!" said Ron.
"But wouldn't the other houses disapprove?" Hermione said.
"Your telling me you actually care for the others Hermione, well Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw fine but Slytherin, never." said Ron.
"Calm down Ron, I'm not worried about House feuds, I was just being rational, what if Mc Gonnagal would not concur."
"My thought's exactly Hermione, that's why I sent that French third year to the head table to go and ask her. Oh look here she comes now." said Parvati
"So Venize, what did she say?"
"Well she said zat it would be lovely but she would ask ze headmaster first"
"Thank you, merci." Said Parvati with a smile. "Well that should keep our hopes up."
"Look, the headmaster's making an announcement," Hermione said as she tapped Parvati on the back and crossed her fingers.
"If I may have your attention," Dumbledore began. "It seems as our Gryffindor house would like to suggest a house ball it to be held in their common room or else where," the Slytherins suddenly groaned and murmured irrefutably showing of their disapproval. " I would like to say that I fully approve of this suggestion." "But. To make it all fair for everyone, all the houses will be having their own consecutive balls in their respective houses" All the houses cheered.
" I knew there'd be a catch," said Ron.
"Think of it this way Ron," Parvati whispered. "If the other houses didn't have their own party, we wouldn't have either. And besides, we wouldn't have all the fun to ourselves now wouldn't we, knowing that we can't share it with anyone,"
"Yeah, yeah Parvati,"
~~*
That night Hermione was thinking about their house's plan for this Christmas ball.
"Ohh, everything will be so perfect." Hermione exclaimed.
"I bet it will be Hermione," said Lavander
"By the way, who are you going with? I'm with Harry, just asked him a while ago; I cant believe he just said yes" came the voice of a very delighted Parvati.
"Oh my I don't know, Ron maybe?"
"Uh Ah Hermione, Ron's with me." Said Lavander with a smile.
"Well then, I'm sure to find someone else,"
"Yeah someone like Draco,"
"Keep Quiet Parvati, you know I can't stand him, and besides this is Griffindor exclusive right?"
"Yeah, but Hermione if you had the chance, wouldn't you want to know him for once?"
"I know too much about him to make me sick, now lets get some sleep,"
"How do we know your not passing him letters and blowing him kisses every now and then Hermione," started Lavander with a smile.
'Letters, I almost forgot' Hermione thought. She suddenly remembered the note passed to her earlier this morning. She got up and strode across the room to grab her cloak; she reached around in it's pocket for a second and found what she was looking for.
"Found it," with it she tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter from it. It read:
Hermione,
I'm dreadfully sorry about that incident that other night. I am sure that you are terribly confused but still, I think you need to hear the whole story. If you would like to, meet me at the astronomy tower at midnight. Please come.
~~*Draco
Hermione looked up from the letter, and on to her, two confused roommates.
"I guess you have to see this as well," she said as she handed them the note. After a few seconds-
"OH MY GOD, Hermione, you HAVE to go." They said simultaneously.
"You have to meet him," said Parvati.
"This is your chance," said Lavander.
"Oh my, we have to fix you hair,"
"And get out of those night clothes these look better on you," Parvati suggested as she pulled out a nice long pink silk gown.
"Please, this is all too much, I don't need to look my best if I'm just out to see Draco Malfoy," Hermione said firmly.
"Well have it that way Hermione, just remember he's a sophisticated male,"
"And I'm a sophisticated female so he's the one who should understand me,"
~~*
Lavander and Parvati accompanied Hermione through the halls (ohh to think these girls would risk their well being for Hermione) quietly pacing as not to be caught by Filch.
"All right the stairs to the astronomy tower," said Lavander; she looked at Hermione with a smile.
"Good Luck," called Parvati.
"I'll be fine," Hermione assured them as she started making her way up to the tower, there was no turning back now.
~~*
Hermione glided up the staircase; her heart beating quickly all the way. She reached the top quickly, expectant that Malfoy dint show up but she couldn't do anything, she could already spot his silvery blond hair in the darkness of the astronomy tower; another feature that sets him apart. (Think I mentioned this before, Chapter three or four I think)
"Malfoy?" she whispered.
Immediately, as if on cue Malfoy turned around laying his eyes on Hermione. He was rather shocked, imaging she'd have the time to groom herself at such a time when she had only to meet him. He was not bothered though, of course how often does the person you admire get the time to dress up for you?
"Um, you look. stunning" said Malfoy. "Tell me Granger, how often do you have the time to dress up for your worse enemy,"
"Honestly Malfoy, do I still have the qualities to be your worse enemy? And this may sound stupid but this was not my idea after all,"
"And who's, pray tell?"
"My room mates,"
"Oh you mean giggly girls your with sometimes,"
"Yes, yes Malfoy, and now let us get down to what you wanted to talk about,"
"Hermione, when did you find that piece of parchment?" Malfoy asked as he approached Hermione.
"At the Ball, when you insulted me at that corridor"
"Oh, so you saw it all along"
"Not exactly, I lost it for a couple of days then I-"
"You knew,"
"Yes," Hermione closed her eyes. "Draco," she began, he seemed startled at her saying his name. "You told me it that letter you sent me that you would clear things up for me tonight, I'm still confused but I don't blame you for any of this, I just wanted to know why,?"
Malfoy turned away from Hermione and looked up at the window of the tower.
"You want me to tell you why I think of you that way Hermione?" Hermione took a few steps towards him, she wanted to touch his shoulder, to comfort him; but she chose not to. "Yes," she whispered.
"Tell me, have you ever seen any girl talk back to me? Even a Slytherin? I'm sure not Hermione, I know by now you get the picture"
"I see, Draco I'm not saying this because I pity you, but, I don't think of you that bad any more."
"Really?" said Draco in disbelief
"Of course, I just found out that you could be . civil,"
"OF COURSE I COULD! What do you think of me?"
"A heartless, egotistical, spoiled brat." She stopped "But not anymore,"
Malfoy smiled.
"How about now Granger, what do you think of me?"
Hermione took a deep breath and looked straight in to his eyes. "A charming, humble, attractive, damn sexy gentleman." She said a smile hanging over her lips.
"Are you sure about that?"
"No,"
Malfoy's face dropped.
"Well, that's what I want you to be anyway." Hermione's smile widened. She closed her eyes. "I was not kidding about that damn sexy part"
~~*
That morning, Hermione was walking in the halls of the girls dormitory when Parvati caught up with her, she instantly directed their conversation to Malfoy.
"So, So do tell me that you're a couple now." she said almost jumping up and down.
"Oh, come on do me a favor Parvati and keep quiet." Hermione practically whispered in the halls of the girl's dormitory.
"Ok then, what DID you do last night?"
"I . We I mean, . Nothing! We just. . . talked."
"That can't be all Hermione"
"Well it is, and you're just going to have to accept it."
"I don't, your going to have to tell me what's this about sooner or later,"
"You can find out yourself," said Hermione as they walked to their dorm and settled on a table. Hermione pulled out two leather books out from under her table and placed it on top of it. She then drew out, what seemed to be a dropper filled with a pearly amethyst shaded liquid and held it over one of the books.
"What are you going to do with tha-"
"GET DOWN PARVATI," Hermione screeched, and just in time too. The liquid as it had fallen on the bounded book let out a minor explosion that sprat out almost to the whole room.
"WHAT was THAT?"
"A bewitching serum,"
"And what exactly do you plan to those books?"
"You'll see; I'm trying to complete a theory and use it to my situation,"
"You mean Malfoy?"
"Precisely,"
"And how can he help you with. . . whatever your doing?"
"You see I'm trying to figure out the charm Tom Riddle used in the second year with Harry, he wrote in a diary as I recall which wrote back to him. But I don't want to preserve myself, I want it to be my present self which writes back; I want to write in one diary when another writes back in his own, kinda like sending letters back and fourth disregarding the speed."
"Let me guess, your going to write messages with Malfoy and he'll write back to you."
"Intensely catching on Parvati," Hermione said with a smile; Parvati caught that glint in her eye, a smile hanging from her lips; Parvati thought of it as more than a smirk that a smile for a second.
"But, why Malfoy?" asked Parvati. "What about any of your friends, Harry Ron, Lavander or even me?"
"Because I can always talk to you guys, but with him, I always have to see him secretly. It's really hard communicating with someone you thought was your worse enemy, I'm not so sure that any of either houses would take seeing us talking civilly in public would take it lightly" Hermione said with a very serious look on her face.
"Ok, now I get the picture" said Parvati in a voice that slightly comforted Hermione.
"Well I can do that later anyway, right now we need to get to Transfiguration before Mc Gonnagal gets there,"
~~*
Chapter eight; Fallen Letters
December 15,
saturday
12:12am
How long do I have to wait before I'm ready to admit it to myself. What do I have to admit? I can hold myself to think what I want to think can't I? I'm not the best in my year for nothing, right. Unfortunate in the situation. it does not apply, I know I am at a sophisticated age, seventeen at that. Its not even valid for me to feel confused at that,I should have gotten over that, a long time ago. I admit it I am confused, though I never was ready to admit it; my sagacity is inferior to my emotions. How can I, Hermione Granger ever fall in love?
After that chat with Lavander, Hermione felt a little unlike herself that morning she awoke. Many thoughts ran through her head, many thoughts that she thought she would never think. She thought about how it would be like for her to admit to herself that she really had something for Malfoy. "No, Draco. I can't go on thinking as him as that,"
"Why am I thinking this, I deserve better than this, don't I?" she muttered to herself. "There's Ron right?"
"My God Hermione, you could do better than that," said a voice, which Hermione easily recognized as Lavander's
"Alright, maybe I do,"
"Malfoy,.You really love him don't you?"
"I.I don't think I'm ready to say that Lavander."
"Let me tell you this," began Lavander as she walked over to the window of their dormitory and pulled the scarlet curtains up. "You may have all the intellect you were born with, but emotions can be superior, and can overtake your mind. You may not know what you are feeling but I'm sure you will be overcome by your emotions long before your mind even realizes it, even if you are that smart Hermione."
"I know, that Lavander but as far as my mind is functioning, my heart might be at the end of the race, while my mind is yet at the starting line,"
"Your absolutely NOT ready Hermione,"
"Would you two mind?" came Parvati's morning drawl, "Some people are trying to sleep,"
"Sorry Parvati,"
~~*
"Hey Harry, Ron" Hermione called as she spotted her two friends plating wizards chess at the corner of the common room.
"Hi Herm, how'd detention go?" asked Ron with a slight smile on his face that was telling her that he was ready to burst in to fits of giggles.
"Shut up Ron,"
"It's a Saturday Hermione, wanna go to Hogsmaede?"
"Yeah, sure Harry,"
"But first, lets eat, I'm starving," said Ron.
The three marched down to the Great Hall for breakfast. While through the corridors, Hermione was evidently left out of the conversation again as Harry and Ron kept ranting on about Quidditch. Hermione trailed behind them and rolled her eyes, "Boys," she muttered.
Whereas they were on one of the halls, Hermione felt a slight breeze enter the room. Suddenly, a small envelope swept in to her hands. She looked up from where it might have come from. There, she saw a streak of white moving very rapidly through the hall's balcony.
"Malfoy," she whispered.
"Hermione, you coming or not?"
"Yeah Ron, coming" she blurted out as she placed the envelope inside her cloak.
They entered the Great Hall to see it decorated beautifully with glorious Christmas decorations.
"Christmas is here," Hermione said.
"It certainly is," said Harry with a smile.
They went over to the Gryffindor table. The whole table was obviously engrossed in a conversation.
"Of course not, It would be better for us to do it in the common room," said a seventh year prefect.
"I suggest we inform Mc Gonnagal of this before we do anything," suggested Parvati Patil
The three took their seats and started asking questions about what everyone was talking about.
"Parvati, would you mind telling me what this is about?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, we're planning on doing a Christmas ball, Gryffindor exclusively,"
"Oh that's great!" said Ron.
"But wouldn't the other houses disapprove?" Hermione said.
"Your telling me you actually care for the others Hermione, well Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw fine but Slytherin, never." said Ron.
"Calm down Ron, I'm not worried about House feuds, I was just being rational, what if Mc Gonnagal would not concur."
"My thought's exactly Hermione, that's why I sent that French third year to the head table to go and ask her. Oh look here she comes now." said Parvati
"So Venize, what did she say?"
"Well she said zat it would be lovely but she would ask ze headmaster first"
"Thank you, merci." Said Parvati with a smile. "Well that should keep our hopes up."
"Look, the headmaster's making an announcement," Hermione said as she tapped Parvati on the back and crossed her fingers.
"If I may have your attention," Dumbledore began. "It seems as our Gryffindor house would like to suggest a house ball it to be held in their common room or else where," the Slytherins suddenly groaned and murmured irrefutably showing of their disapproval. " I would like to say that I fully approve of this suggestion." "But. To make it all fair for everyone, all the houses will be having their own consecutive balls in their respective houses" All the houses cheered.
" I knew there'd be a catch," said Ron.
"Think of it this way Ron," Parvati whispered. "If the other houses didn't have their own party, we wouldn't have either. And besides, we wouldn't have all the fun to ourselves now wouldn't we, knowing that we can't share it with anyone,"
"Yeah, yeah Parvati,"
~~*
That night Hermione was thinking about their house's plan for this Christmas ball.
"Ohh, everything will be so perfect." Hermione exclaimed.
"I bet it will be Hermione," said Lavander
"By the way, who are you going with? I'm with Harry, just asked him a while ago; I cant believe he just said yes" came the voice of a very delighted Parvati.
"Oh my I don't know, Ron maybe?"
"Uh Ah Hermione, Ron's with me." Said Lavander with a smile.
"Well then, I'm sure to find someone else,"
"Yeah someone like Draco,"
"Keep Quiet Parvati, you know I can't stand him, and besides this is Griffindor exclusive right?"
"Yeah, but Hermione if you had the chance, wouldn't you want to know him for once?"
"I know too much about him to make me sick, now lets get some sleep,"
"How do we know your not passing him letters and blowing him kisses every now and then Hermione," started Lavander with a smile.
'Letters, I almost forgot' Hermione thought. She suddenly remembered the note passed to her earlier this morning. She got up and strode across the room to grab her cloak; she reached around in it's pocket for a second and found what she was looking for.
"Found it," with it she tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter from it. It read:
Hermione,
I'm dreadfully sorry about that incident that other night. I am sure that you are terribly confused but still, I think you need to hear the whole story. If you would like to, meet me at the astronomy tower at midnight. Please come.
~~*Draco
Hermione looked up from the letter, and on to her, two confused roommates.
"I guess you have to see this as well," she said as she handed them the note. After a few seconds-
"OH MY GOD, Hermione, you HAVE to go." They said simultaneously.
"You have to meet him," said Parvati.
"This is your chance," said Lavander.
"Oh my, we have to fix you hair,"
"And get out of those night clothes these look better on you," Parvati suggested as she pulled out a nice long pink silk gown.
"Please, this is all too much, I don't need to look my best if I'm just out to see Draco Malfoy," Hermione said firmly.
"Well have it that way Hermione, just remember he's a sophisticated male,"
"And I'm a sophisticated female so he's the one who should understand me,"
~~*
Lavander and Parvati accompanied Hermione through the halls (ohh to think these girls would risk their well being for Hermione) quietly pacing as not to be caught by Filch.
"All right the stairs to the astronomy tower," said Lavander; she looked at Hermione with a smile.
"Good Luck," called Parvati.
"I'll be fine," Hermione assured them as she started making her way up to the tower, there was no turning back now.
~~*
Hermione glided up the staircase; her heart beating quickly all the way. She reached the top quickly, expectant that Malfoy dint show up but she couldn't do anything, she could already spot his silvery blond hair in the darkness of the astronomy tower; another feature that sets him apart. (Think I mentioned this before, Chapter three or four I think)
"Malfoy?" she whispered.
Immediately, as if on cue Malfoy turned around laying his eyes on Hermione. He was rather shocked, imaging she'd have the time to groom herself at such a time when she had only to meet him. He was not bothered though, of course how often does the person you admire get the time to dress up for you?
"Um, you look. stunning" said Malfoy. "Tell me Granger, how often do you have the time to dress up for your worse enemy,"
"Honestly Malfoy, do I still have the qualities to be your worse enemy? And this may sound stupid but this was not my idea after all,"
"And who's, pray tell?"
"My room mates,"
"Oh you mean giggly girls your with sometimes,"
"Yes, yes Malfoy, and now let us get down to what you wanted to talk about,"
"Hermione, when did you find that piece of parchment?" Malfoy asked as he approached Hermione.
"At the Ball, when you insulted me at that corridor"
"Oh, so you saw it all along"
"Not exactly, I lost it for a couple of days then I-"
"You knew,"
"Yes," Hermione closed her eyes. "Draco," she began, he seemed startled at her saying his name. "You told me it that letter you sent me that you would clear things up for me tonight, I'm still confused but I don't blame you for any of this, I just wanted to know why,?"
Malfoy turned away from Hermione and looked up at the window of the tower.
"You want me to tell you why I think of you that way Hermione?" Hermione took a few steps towards him, she wanted to touch his shoulder, to comfort him; but she chose not to. "Yes," she whispered.
"Tell me, have you ever seen any girl talk back to me? Even a Slytherin? I'm sure not Hermione, I know by now you get the picture"
"I see, Draco I'm not saying this because I pity you, but, I don't think of you that bad any more."
"Really?" said Draco in disbelief
"Of course, I just found out that you could be . civil,"
"OF COURSE I COULD! What do you think of me?"
"A heartless, egotistical, spoiled brat." She stopped "But not anymore,"
Malfoy smiled.
"How about now Granger, what do you think of me?"
Hermione took a deep breath and looked straight in to his eyes. "A charming, humble, attractive, damn sexy gentleman." She said a smile hanging over her lips.
"Are you sure about that?"
"No,"
Malfoy's face dropped.
"Well, that's what I want you to be anyway." Hermione's smile widened. She closed her eyes. "I was not kidding about that damn sexy part"
~~*
That morning, Hermione was walking in the halls of the girls dormitory when Parvati caught up with her, she instantly directed their conversation to Malfoy.
"So, So do tell me that you're a couple now." she said almost jumping up and down.
"Oh, come on do me a favor Parvati and keep quiet." Hermione practically whispered in the halls of the girl's dormitory.
"Ok then, what DID you do last night?"
"I . We I mean, . Nothing! We just. . . talked."
"That can't be all Hermione"
"Well it is, and you're just going to have to accept it."
"I don't, your going to have to tell me what's this about sooner or later,"
"You can find out yourself," said Hermione as they walked to their dorm and settled on a table. Hermione pulled out two leather books out from under her table and placed it on top of it. She then drew out, what seemed to be a dropper filled with a pearly amethyst shaded liquid and held it over one of the books.
"What are you going to do with tha-"
"GET DOWN PARVATI," Hermione screeched, and just in time too. The liquid as it had fallen on the bounded book let out a minor explosion that sprat out almost to the whole room.
"WHAT was THAT?"
"A bewitching serum,"
"And what exactly do you plan to those books?"
"You'll see; I'm trying to complete a theory and use it to my situation,"
"You mean Malfoy?"
"Precisely,"
"And how can he help you with. . . whatever your doing?"
"You see I'm trying to figure out the charm Tom Riddle used in the second year with Harry, he wrote in a diary as I recall which wrote back to him. But I don't want to preserve myself, I want it to be my present self which writes back; I want to write in one diary when another writes back in his own, kinda like sending letters back and fourth disregarding the speed."
"Let me guess, your going to write messages with Malfoy and he'll write back to you."
"Intensely catching on Parvati," Hermione said with a smile; Parvati caught that glint in her eye, a smile hanging from her lips; Parvati thought of it as more than a smirk that a smile for a second.
"But, why Malfoy?" asked Parvati. "What about any of your friends, Harry Ron, Lavander or even me?"
"Because I can always talk to you guys, but with him, I always have to see him secretly. It's really hard communicating with someone you thought was your worse enemy, I'm not so sure that any of either houses would take seeing us talking civilly in public would take it lightly" Hermione said with a very serious look on her face.
"Ok, now I get the picture" said Parvati in a voice that slightly comforted Hermione.
"Well I can do that later anyway, right now we need to get to Transfiguration before Mc Gonnagal gets there,"
~~*
