emSummary of previous events: Harry and Hermione spent their fifth year as exchange students at another school, or so Dumbledore tells the Hogwarts students. They spent the summer after fourth year through the summer before sixth at an Auror training facility. Chances are I'll write a prequel to this but I'll leave that up to you.

Deities by Amethyst Wicca

"Schedules are here." Hermione announced, pecking Harry's cheek as she sat down.

"Hey, I thought you dropped Divination?" Ron asked, looking over her shoulder.

"I did. Dumbledore is forcing me to take it again and he convinced her to let me back in. No doubt she'll have predicted my return." Hermione imitated Professor Trelawney's voice. Anyone near enough to hear burst out laughing.

"Come on, we'd better get going. Snape'll be looking for any reason to take points off," Seamus said as they finished breakfast.


"Well, well, well," Draco sneered, paying no attention to Neville, who had just managed to prevent colliding with Draco. "If it isn't little Mudblood all grown up and out I'll be damned."

"There's not much damning left to do on your part Draco." Draco started to advance on Hermione. Before he could take another step he was lying flat on his back with Hermione's knee to his chest. Draco looked stunned, which could have been from having the wind knocked out of him. Hermione leaned down and hissed loud enough for the others to hear "Don't mess, don't mess, don't mess with the best cause the best don't mess. Don't fool, don't fool, don't fool with the cool cause the cool don't fool." With that she slammed Draco's head into the stone floor before continuing to Potions.

Snape scowled as they paired off for the making of an Avion Potion. It was supposed to enable you to fly. Snape walked up and down the rows, praising Slytherins and demoralizing Gryffindors. He stopped in front of Harry and Hermione.

"Granger, I distinctly said two Hippogriff lashes, not five. I would expect you to know the difference." The Slytherins sniggered, although Draco's rather prominent one was absent.

"Actually, five overpowers the falcon talons. Two would only counteract them and instead of being able to fly you'd be turned to stone, Snape." Harry responded. Neville turned considerably green trying to remember exactly how many he had added to his own cauldron. Snape had turned slightly red from rage.

"While you are in this school you will address me as Professor Snape."

Harry on the other hand was perfectly calm. "That's a sign of respect, is it not?" Harry took Snape's enraged silence as a yes. "Then I see no reason to address you as such." Around the room, jaws dropped, aside from Hermione. She was smirking. 'This is going well.'

Snape now resembled a buffalo preparing to charge. "Fifty points from Gryffindor. I will not...." Hermione cut him off.

"Seul un imbecile defie la divintŽ. Particulierement quelqu'un avec des squelettes clans son placard." Snape paled considerably at this and made his was back to his desk before sitting. Throughout the rest of the period he could be seen muttering to himself. On the way out Harry thought at Hermione 'Only a fool defies divinity? Especially one who has many skeletons buried none too deeply in their closet? Nice one Herm.'

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Snape was pacing back and forth in his office. **How did she know? Potter knows he could have told her. And the two of them Divinity. The potential that girl must have. The strength auras coming from those two almost over powered the classroom. They weren't that strong two years ago. Something must have happened to strengthen her. Oh, that's right her parents died after her fourth year. Could that be it? There's also how her and Potter's glows connected, interlaced with each other making it seem almost invincible. How can that be.** Snape looked at his watch. He still had an hour until his next class. Gathering his things, he went to see Dumbledore.


Later that week Hermione, Harry, Ron and co. were making their way to Divination. As they climbed up the silver ladder (after a rather uneventful meeting with Sir Cardogan), many of the students were shocked to see Hermione enter. After her dramatic exit in third year she was the last person, probably in the world, that they expected to rejoin their Divination class.

Ah, yes Miss Granger. My orb has predicted your return, my dear."

'Told ya.' "More like Dumbledore." Professor Trelawney ignored that comment and proceeded to list the cirriculum.f

"this year, we shall be delving more deeply into the world of the inner eye. We shall start to practice percieveing and interpreting auras." She stopped in front of Harry. "My dear, I'm afraid that your aura tells of troubled times. Grief, tragedy, and death."

She moved onto Hermione. "You on the other hand, show of happier times. Laughter and smiling." Hermione's eyes became slabs of ice and a cold fury surrounded her. 'Herm, don't do it.' 'What? I'm just gonna chop her into to little pieces, strangle her and then set her on fire. I'll be doing society a favor!'

Trewlawney seemed oblivious to it, but the rest of the class, even though they couldn't "see" auras, could tell that if no one did anything they would be short one Divination teacher. "Professor?" Trewlaney turned towards Parvati. "Can you see my aura?" Harry mouthed a thank you to Parvati.

"Ah yes, my dear. You have the aura of one with the sight." Behind her back, Parvati rolled her eyes. In 3rd, 4th, and 5th year she had practically worshiped the ground that her Divination teacher walked on. After seeing her mistake with Hermione and how much it hurt her....she wasn't so sure.

The next half an hour was spent with Trelawney trying to guess her pupil's auras, and getting most, if not all, wrong. The students almost skipped out of the classroom on their way to lunch.


"Hey Quidditch tryouts on Saturday."

"Who replaced me last year?" Harry asked. "And who's up for Captain?"

"Well, last year Dennis Creevey. He wasn't very good and he knows that you get your old spot back this year. And last year Katie Bell was Captain. They decided that the Captaincy automatically goes to you this year."

"So tryouts are Saturday?" Hermione had an odd gleam in her eyes.

"Ummmm...yeah."

Hermione gave Harry a secret smile and Harry smiled back.


On Saturday morning, Hermione woke up extra early and hurried down to the Common Room. Seeing no one there, she picked up her broom and hurried down to the Quidditch Pitch. On her way down she stopped at the kitchens to get an early breakfast and to talk to Winky and Dobby.

Arriving at the Pitch, she mounted her broom and kicked off. **I can't believe I was scared of this for the first four years of my magical life** she thought to herself as she did a barrel roll, the wind blowing through her hair. She had no clue how long she'd been up there until she heard a voice calling up to her. She couldn't really hear what they were saying. All of a sudden Harry's laugh resounded in her head. 'Hey come down and leave some talent for the rest of us.' Sticking her tongue out at him, she landed. "What time is it?"

"9 o' clock. You've been up there for three hours!" Harry responded as he snaked his arms around her waist. Hermione, realizing what he was doing, laughed and leaned in to kiss him.

She broke away and flashed a quick smile. "Race you!" she cried as she took off towards the castle. Harry shook his head, muttering about insane girlfriends before sprinting after her.


Hermione was almost bursting with excitement. Finally it was time to go down to the Pitch for tryouts.

Harry took a look around the field. About twenty Gryffindors had showed. Hermione went to join her line. Harry called for their attention. "Okay, first Chasers will tryout against Timothy Matthews, our Keeper."

Hermione let her mind drift for the duration of the Chaser tryouts. She looked up as the tryoutees landed. Friends came up to congratulate the three new Chasers for Gryffindor. Alison McKaye, a 5th year, Samantha Sprigton, a third year, and Christine Marshall, a fourth year. Harry waved for silence again. "Okay now I want the Beaters to form two lines. I'm gonna toss 10 bludgers at each of you and I want to see how many you can hit. If there's a tie, we'll go for distance and accuracy. First up Rob Jones." Harry called, refering to his clipboard.

Rob managed to hit the first six, but ended up getting hit by the seventh. The next in line only hit the 1st one. 4, 8, 2, 5, 10! Harry looked up and smiled, "Hermione Granger." Taking a deep breath, Hermione stepped forward and took the offered Beater's club. **Hey it'll be just like at Salem School for the Divine.** Focusing in, she managed to hit all ten of the bludgers aimed at her. Getting a nod of approval from Harry, Hermione headed towards the bleachers to wait for the face off between the ones who managed to hit them all.

In the end there were three students who made it to the face off. Tomm Elton, Tamora Creech and her. Harry had set up targets at one end of the field and had lined them up on the other end of the field. The first test was to see if they could hit it all the way down to the other end. The second was to hit the target from the same distance. Tomm held up til the targets, then he missed by about six feet. Hermione gave a smile to Tamora, a seventh year. Just then she was picked up and swung around in the air by Harry before coming to rest in front of him.

The rest of the Gryffindors smiled as they watched two of their Prefects engage in, understatement of the year, friendly congratulations. The students who didn't make the team headed up to the Common Room, already discussing their next Hogsmeade. Those that had made the team waited around for about fifteen minutes before Harry and Hermione came up for air.

They were all staring at Harry and Hermione expectantly. "What?!" Harry asked. Tamora couldn't hold it anymore, she burst out laughing. That of course, set off the rest of the team and soon Tim, Samantha, Christine, and Alison had joined her on the ground, laughing their heads off. Harry and Hermione, realizing they still had their arms around eachother, realized what their teammates were laughing at and started laughing too as they disentangled themselves. 'Herm, we've got training tonight, don't forget.' Harry reminded her. 'I won't.'

Heading up to the castle, Tamora kept pace alongside Hermione. "Where did you learn to hit like that? I swear I never would have guessed that the girl who used to spend all her time in the Library could hit like that. Guess I shouldn't get on your bad side huh?"

Hermione laughed and couldn't help but respond to this forward girl who seemed to be a loner in her year. There was something about her that seemed to draw Hermione in. "Well, at the school that Harry and I went to last year, it was required that we be able to fly at at least a level six by the end of the year. You know the different levels right?"

Tamora nodded so Hermione continued. "Well this one guy was really pissing me off taunting me for being down on the ground while everybody else was about seventy feet above me. I got made and I mounted the broom and shot up there, not scared about being up there cause my mind was focused on beating the crap out of this guy. Out of nowhere a bludger came flying at me and, not thinking, I reached out to hit with my arm. I ended up breaking my arm, but it was worth it to see that guy with a black eye and a broken nose for the next couple of weeks. The nurse wouldn't heal him, said it was his punishment for taunting me. The best part is, after I landed that day I wasn't afraid of flying anymore."

"You've really changed in the past year, haven't you?" Tamora observed. Hermione smiled and nodded.

"For the better, I hope?"

"Definitely."




Satan's Little Princess-It says near the end of where I ended this chapter the first time I posted it, and (hopefully) you'll find out about Herm's eyes next chapter

Rachel J A- She was speaking french

Draco's princess- You'll find out next chap (hopefully) at least some of the story behind Herm's eyes.

E. C. R. Potter- good for you!! If you email me with your idea about why it's called deities, I'll let u no if your on the right track.

Ali- thanx! I'll try to get the next chap out faster but it depends on my teachers (ugh!)

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Shades of Gray- Love your story I'm pretty sure the explanation for Herm's eyes will be in the next chapter.

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