"Hermione Granger! Where have you been!"
Harry and Hermione paused in the doorway to the infirmary. "uh oh."
"Uh, well... you see Madam Pomfrey... we... uh..."
Harry saved her. "I took Hermione for a walk. To see the sunrise."
"Yeah" said Hermione, playing along. "I just had to get out of here. It's a little stuffy."
Madam Pomfrey looked skeptical, but held her tongue as she examined her.
"Fine" she said, finally satisfied. "Get out of here. Both of your stay out of trouble. Bad for your health." She seemed to be in a very bad mood.
"Trouble comes with the name, Madam Pomfrey," said Harry, smiling. And then seeing her glare, added "But aren't we lucky to have someone capable like you to take care of us." He smiled sweetly.
She smiled, shaking her head. "You're worse than your father, Harry."
He shrugged.
"Now go down breakfast. I don't want to see any of you in here for a least a week!"
Hermione giggled once they we're out of earshot. "Imagine what would have happened if that Austrian guy passed that law to use honesty spells on schools!"
"I don't even want to think about it."
"Come on, let's get down to breakfast. I'm starved." she said, giving him a kiss.
"Whatever you say." He began to push her down the hall.
"Wait. Step back, you don't have to push me."
He looked puzzled, but did as he was told.
"Wingardium Leviosa Movementus Divinitive!"
Her wheelchair rose about six inches of the ground and hovered there.
"Neat trick, huh?"
"Yeah, how'd you do it?"
"Well, it's a simple spell, but most qualified wizards can't do it. Dumbledore demonstrated it for me. He could barely do it."
"Then how can you?"
"With a little help." She held up her hand. The druid ring sparkled and flashed.
"Did Dumbledore say anything. That you had it?" Harry asked as they made their way down to breakfast.
"Harry! Of course he didn't. He knew you'd give it to me. Who else?"
"Sometimes I wish he didn't know everything that went on here."
"Yeah, but the fact that he does has saved your ass. So don't complain."
They walked into the great hall as breakfast was finishing.
"Hi Hermione" said Neville. "How you feeling?"
"I'm good."
"Hermione! " said Lavender, jumping out of her chair to give her friend a hug. "You gave us a big scare!"
"Lav, I'm okay. I'm the same old me. Minus the use of my legs, that is."
"Well, you know Herm" said Ginny. "We've been suffering. We had no one to help us with our homework!"
"Yeah" said Ron "But as always, me and Harry get first dibs!"
Parvati threw a piece of apple at him. "Didn't your mother ever teach you to share?"
"Share?" said a sneering voice from behind them.
"To whom do we owe this charming visit Malfoy?" said Harry, losing his patience fast.
Draco ignored him. "Share? There probably isn't a sickle in Weasley's house to share. Let's see, we've got an orphan, a squib, a pauper, the ugly gossip sisters, and of course, the crippled Mudblood. What a charming *assemblage*..."
"Watch your mouth. At least my father wasn't a fuckin' Death Eater." Said Harry.
"Never" said Malfoy, spitting into Harry's face, "Insult my family."
Harry spit right back into his face. "Then don't insult me and my friends. I swear, one of these days you and your family is going to get screwed."
"How do you figure" said Malfoy, so close that Harry could smell his breath. Harry jerked his knee up, hitting Malfoy where the sun don't shine. Malfoy fell to the ground in pain, and the group stepped over him.
"One shred of evidence, Draco, one shred, and your father's ass is in Azkaban. It wouldn't hurt to plunk your ass in there either. The Malfoy name is going down. Sometime very soon." Harry smiled mischievously, and then went down the hall with the others.
They were almost down into the cold dungeons where potions class was.
"Shit!" said Hermione suddenly.
"What?" asked Harry and Ron, surprised. Hermione didn't often swear.
"I forgot my bloody potions book up in the dormitories. I have to all the way up to get it."
Harry sighed. "I'll go with you."
The two turned back down the hallway.
Hermione tapped her floating chair, magically expanding it. "Hop on" she said smiling.
"You're kidding, right? We'll sink!"
"Don't be such a chicken." She pulled him into the chair with her and they sped down the hallway. Fast.
They passed Peeves sticking gum in the keyholes, and slowed to give some first years directions. And then, they saw, down the long corridor. Professor McGonagall.
"Uh oh" said Harry.
"Don't worry." The chair sped up. It was going so fast, you could barely see it. They passed their teacher quickly, and she wouldn't have known where the rush of air had come from if Hermione hadn't called out sweetly,
"Hi Professor McGonagall!"
They fetched Hermione's book, and landed, giggling in front of Snape's door. They went in and we're not warmly welcome.
"Granger! Potter! Would you kindly explain to me why you're late?!" Snape barked.
"I was helping Hermione. It's her first day back, and, well, I-"
"I'm sure Miss Granger can manager Potter, even" he paused for a moment, looking Hermione up and down. "without the use of her, lower extremities. Late once more Potter, I will personally see that you're expelled. Now sit!"
It was going to be a very long day......
The next weeks went by fairly well. Hermione adjusted, and turned in her wheelchair for a nice, large, cusiony chair, that could fit more that one person. (She was always willing to give rides). Her and Harry developed their druid powers, and were having lots of fun. They were still working on bring the cauldron from the past, but they weren't strong enough yet. They still had a long way to go.
They finally let Ron in on the secret of Gwynedd's Den. The trio often went there in the evening to study, and had fallen asleep in there numerous times, books open in their laps.
Hermione lay on her bed, reading. Parvati and Lavender were out somewhere, probably in Madam Trewlawney's room. The window was open and a light breeze flowed through the room. (NO This is not the part I'm going to kill her. Relax! You paranoid people!) A note fluttered through the window. Hermione knew exactly whom it was from. That was one thing that Harry was getting very good at. Conjuring things up, such as notes, and floating things through the air. She sat up and snatched the lightly perfumed note from the air. It read,
Hermi,
Meet me in the den.
Love,
Harry
She got up, and brushed her hair, not bothering with make up. She jumped into a pair of heels and left through the portrait door.
She whispered the password and entered the den. It was dimly lit by hundreds of scented candles, placed around the room. A rose magically appeared in her hand.
"Harry" she said, smelling the yellow rose. "Where are you?"
"Yoo Hoo. Up here" She looked up. The Den had a very high ceiling. There he sat, atop the utmost bookshelf.
"Harry! Get down! You'll fall!"
He floated down to her, legs still crossed. He stopped right in front of her at eye level, and gave her a long kiss.
"Happy Birthday" he said, pulling away.
"How did you know?" she asked, surprised. She had never told anyone at Hogwarts her birthday.
"I wrote to your parents. You never told us, so..."
"So what do you have planned for the birthday girl."
"I have cake." He said smiling.
A huge chocolate cake appeared on one of the tables.
They both walked over. Hermione was admiring it when...
A chunk of cake flew at her.
"Harry!" she yelled, flinging a hunk back at him. Soon the air was thick with double fudge chocolate cake.
They finally fell on the couch, laughing.
"So who did you tell? I know you Harry. With your mouth, you can't be the only one to know it's my birthday."
He smiled a ver guilty smile. "You caught me. I'm just the diversion."
"Well, I must say, you're a very good diversion." She kissed his, licking the cake off his lips.
"Ummmm" she said.
Harry laughed. "You have no idea how ridiculous you look! You covered in chocolate!"
"So are you. But I'll take you dirty or clean. I'll especially take you chocolate coated."
"Come on" he said. "Let's go. The others are waiting."
"I have a feeling by the way you say others, that I'm in for a surprise at my not so surprise party."
He said nothing, tidying the room and them with the flick of wand.
Harry blind folded his girlfriend and led her into the common room.
"You can take it off now."
As she did so, familiar voices yelled, "Surprise!"
There were all her friends at Hogwarts, of course. But there were also some visitors. Fred and George, Angelina, Alicia and Katie had all come for her party.
She gave them all hugs, and George whispered in her ear,
"Did I set up a good enough diversion?"
"Fred!" she said, hitting him.
"Just asking" he said shrugging.
"Yes George you did. And you haven't changed a bit."
"I own a joke shop? How could I change?" he asked and they fell into fits of laughter. They were in for a great parté..................
Okay, so I had to give you guys a happy sap part before I star being mean. You understand, right?
I always wondered when was Hermi's B-day, they never do anyone's b-day except Harry's so......
Someone ask me why she didn't tell anyone her b-day. I'll give you a reason, I've figured it all out.
Review pleez, include any comments and questions. I will answer them! Promise!
~Danie
Harry and Hermione paused in the doorway to the infirmary. "uh oh."
"Uh, well... you see Madam Pomfrey... we... uh..."
Harry saved her. "I took Hermione for a walk. To see the sunrise."
"Yeah" said Hermione, playing along. "I just had to get out of here. It's a little stuffy."
Madam Pomfrey looked skeptical, but held her tongue as she examined her.
"Fine" she said, finally satisfied. "Get out of here. Both of your stay out of trouble. Bad for your health." She seemed to be in a very bad mood.
"Trouble comes with the name, Madam Pomfrey," said Harry, smiling. And then seeing her glare, added "But aren't we lucky to have someone capable like you to take care of us." He smiled sweetly.
She smiled, shaking her head. "You're worse than your father, Harry."
He shrugged.
"Now go down breakfast. I don't want to see any of you in here for a least a week!"
Hermione giggled once they we're out of earshot. "Imagine what would have happened if that Austrian guy passed that law to use honesty spells on schools!"
"I don't even want to think about it."
"Come on, let's get down to breakfast. I'm starved." she said, giving him a kiss.
"Whatever you say." He began to push her down the hall.
"Wait. Step back, you don't have to push me."
He looked puzzled, but did as he was told.
"Wingardium Leviosa Movementus Divinitive!"
Her wheelchair rose about six inches of the ground and hovered there.
"Neat trick, huh?"
"Yeah, how'd you do it?"
"Well, it's a simple spell, but most qualified wizards can't do it. Dumbledore demonstrated it for me. He could barely do it."
"Then how can you?"
"With a little help." She held up her hand. The druid ring sparkled and flashed.
"Did Dumbledore say anything. That you had it?" Harry asked as they made their way down to breakfast.
"Harry! Of course he didn't. He knew you'd give it to me. Who else?"
"Sometimes I wish he didn't know everything that went on here."
"Yeah, but the fact that he does has saved your ass. So don't complain."
They walked into the great hall as breakfast was finishing.
"Hi Hermione" said Neville. "How you feeling?"
"I'm good."
"Hermione! " said Lavender, jumping out of her chair to give her friend a hug. "You gave us a big scare!"
"Lav, I'm okay. I'm the same old me. Minus the use of my legs, that is."
"Well, you know Herm" said Ginny. "We've been suffering. We had no one to help us with our homework!"
"Yeah" said Ron "But as always, me and Harry get first dibs!"
Parvati threw a piece of apple at him. "Didn't your mother ever teach you to share?"
"Share?" said a sneering voice from behind them.
"To whom do we owe this charming visit Malfoy?" said Harry, losing his patience fast.
Draco ignored him. "Share? There probably isn't a sickle in Weasley's house to share. Let's see, we've got an orphan, a squib, a pauper, the ugly gossip sisters, and of course, the crippled Mudblood. What a charming *assemblage*..."
"Watch your mouth. At least my father wasn't a fuckin' Death Eater." Said Harry.
"Never" said Malfoy, spitting into Harry's face, "Insult my family."
Harry spit right back into his face. "Then don't insult me and my friends. I swear, one of these days you and your family is going to get screwed."
"How do you figure" said Malfoy, so close that Harry could smell his breath. Harry jerked his knee up, hitting Malfoy where the sun don't shine. Malfoy fell to the ground in pain, and the group stepped over him.
"One shred of evidence, Draco, one shred, and your father's ass is in Azkaban. It wouldn't hurt to plunk your ass in there either. The Malfoy name is going down. Sometime very soon." Harry smiled mischievously, and then went down the hall with the others.
They were almost down into the cold dungeons where potions class was.
"Shit!" said Hermione suddenly.
"What?" asked Harry and Ron, surprised. Hermione didn't often swear.
"I forgot my bloody potions book up in the dormitories. I have to all the way up to get it."
Harry sighed. "I'll go with you."
The two turned back down the hallway.
Hermione tapped her floating chair, magically expanding it. "Hop on" she said smiling.
"You're kidding, right? We'll sink!"
"Don't be such a chicken." She pulled him into the chair with her and they sped down the hallway. Fast.
They passed Peeves sticking gum in the keyholes, and slowed to give some first years directions. And then, they saw, down the long corridor. Professor McGonagall.
"Uh oh" said Harry.
"Don't worry." The chair sped up. It was going so fast, you could barely see it. They passed their teacher quickly, and she wouldn't have known where the rush of air had come from if Hermione hadn't called out sweetly,
"Hi Professor McGonagall!"
They fetched Hermione's book, and landed, giggling in front of Snape's door. They went in and we're not warmly welcome.
"Granger! Potter! Would you kindly explain to me why you're late?!" Snape barked.
"I was helping Hermione. It's her first day back, and, well, I-"
"I'm sure Miss Granger can manager Potter, even" he paused for a moment, looking Hermione up and down. "without the use of her, lower extremities. Late once more Potter, I will personally see that you're expelled. Now sit!"
It was going to be a very long day......
The next weeks went by fairly well. Hermione adjusted, and turned in her wheelchair for a nice, large, cusiony chair, that could fit more that one person. (She was always willing to give rides). Her and Harry developed their druid powers, and were having lots of fun. They were still working on bring the cauldron from the past, but they weren't strong enough yet. They still had a long way to go.
They finally let Ron in on the secret of Gwynedd's Den. The trio often went there in the evening to study, and had fallen asleep in there numerous times, books open in their laps.
Hermione lay on her bed, reading. Parvati and Lavender were out somewhere, probably in Madam Trewlawney's room. The window was open and a light breeze flowed through the room. (NO This is not the part I'm going to kill her. Relax! You paranoid people!) A note fluttered through the window. Hermione knew exactly whom it was from. That was one thing that Harry was getting very good at. Conjuring things up, such as notes, and floating things through the air. She sat up and snatched the lightly perfumed note from the air. It read,
Hermi,
Meet me in the den.
Love,
Harry
She got up, and brushed her hair, not bothering with make up. She jumped into a pair of heels and left through the portrait door.
She whispered the password and entered the den. It was dimly lit by hundreds of scented candles, placed around the room. A rose magically appeared in her hand.
"Harry" she said, smelling the yellow rose. "Where are you?"
"Yoo Hoo. Up here" She looked up. The Den had a very high ceiling. There he sat, atop the utmost bookshelf.
"Harry! Get down! You'll fall!"
He floated down to her, legs still crossed. He stopped right in front of her at eye level, and gave her a long kiss.
"Happy Birthday" he said, pulling away.
"How did you know?" she asked, surprised. She had never told anyone at Hogwarts her birthday.
"I wrote to your parents. You never told us, so..."
"So what do you have planned for the birthday girl."
"I have cake." He said smiling.
A huge chocolate cake appeared on one of the tables.
They both walked over. Hermione was admiring it when...
A chunk of cake flew at her.
"Harry!" she yelled, flinging a hunk back at him. Soon the air was thick with double fudge chocolate cake.
They finally fell on the couch, laughing.
"So who did you tell? I know you Harry. With your mouth, you can't be the only one to know it's my birthday."
He smiled a ver guilty smile. "You caught me. I'm just the diversion."
"Well, I must say, you're a very good diversion." She kissed his, licking the cake off his lips.
"Ummmm" she said.
Harry laughed. "You have no idea how ridiculous you look! You covered in chocolate!"
"So are you. But I'll take you dirty or clean. I'll especially take you chocolate coated."
"Come on" he said. "Let's go. The others are waiting."
"I have a feeling by the way you say others, that I'm in for a surprise at my not so surprise party."
He said nothing, tidying the room and them with the flick of wand.
Harry blind folded his girlfriend and led her into the common room.
"You can take it off now."
As she did so, familiar voices yelled, "Surprise!"
There were all her friends at Hogwarts, of course. But there were also some visitors. Fred and George, Angelina, Alicia and Katie had all come for her party.
She gave them all hugs, and George whispered in her ear,
"Did I set up a good enough diversion?"
"Fred!" she said, hitting him.
"Just asking" he said shrugging.
"Yes George you did. And you haven't changed a bit."
"I own a joke shop? How could I change?" he asked and they fell into fits of laughter. They were in for a great parté..................
Okay, so I had to give you guys a happy sap part before I star being mean. You understand, right?
I always wondered when was Hermi's B-day, they never do anyone's b-day except Harry's so......
Someone ask me why she didn't tell anyone her b-day. I'll give you a reason, I've figured it all out.
Review pleez, include any comments and questions. I will answer them! Promise!
~Danie
