Hermione opened her eyes. The sun was shining through the window, into the girls' dormitory. Hermione climbed out of her bed and looked around. The two other girls were still asleep. It was still early and Hermione felt great today. It was Sunday and she had plenty of time to do her homework. She looked around and saw her cat asleep in her bed. The mouse-like creature was already awake in his cage and looking at her with his big, red eyes.
"Good morning," he small voice said. Hermione looked around, but only saw the little rat. "How are you today?"
Hermione got closer to the cage and looked at the creature. She remembered that Dumbledore said that she would have many powers, but it still was scary talking with animals.
"Hello," Hermione said. The animal watched her with his big eyes and started to drink the water that Hermione left him. These creatures only needed water and only food once a month. That made him easy to take care of. Hagrid thought that Hermione would probably be very busy and that he didn't want an animal to die because of her full schedule.
Hermione shrugged and went into the bathroom to take a shower. She got dressed and went down into the common room. Not many people were awake, including Harry and Ron. Hermione decided to go to breakfast and after that she had to go to the library to finish something she had to give to Professor McGonagall in three weeks.
In the Great Hall Hermione took a seat and started to eat. A couple of owls came in and let letters fall. The Daily Prophet fell on Hermione's head. Hermione looked at it and felt hate boil in her. 'Muggle-born witch and wizard killed' Hermione read. There was a picture of the Dark Mark above a house. Voldemort did this, Hermione was sure of it. If only the minister of magic would see that it was him who killed all those people. He was one of the few people who didn't want to believe He was back. Panic was raising in the magical world and people were afraid. Many people were murdered the last few weeks. Many aurors already died and many muggles and muggle-born witches and wizards. Hermione felt hopeless and wanted to help them. So many children were now in the world, without parents, just like Harry.
Hermione knew that with the help of Malfoy they would be able to defeat him. She was sure of it.
Looking through the Great Hall she saw Malfoy eating at the Slytherin table, in a corner where no others were. Once he was a popular Slytherin, with Crabbe and Goyle around him all the time and with other Slytherin students kissing his feet, but now it looked like he was all alone. Hermione felt so sorry for him. It was like all of them only liked Draco before because his father was rich and a Death Eater, but now he was left alone with a great castle and much money and with no mother, nobody seemed to like him anymore. Only a couple of girls were drooling over him for his money, but Draco didn't even talk to them.
Standing up she walked towards the Slytherin table.
"Draco, we have to talk," Hermione said when she reached the table.
"I'll come in a minute," he hissed. "Go away, you'll ruin my reputation!"
"What reputation, Malfoy?" Hermione said softly.
Hermione walked away from Draco and to the exit. She stopped and looked around and saw Draco walking to her. Hermione walked into the dungeons and didn't stop until she was in front of the old mirror. Draco arrived a minute after Hermione. She told the password she heard yesterday from Malfoy and walked in, followed by Draco. The glass returned and Hermione turned to Draco.
"Have you decided yet?" She asked. Hermione examined his face. Draco looked so tired and unhappy. His usual cold, grey-blue eyes were now full of pain and sorrow.
"Yes, I will help you," he said, not looking at Hermione.
Hermione always thought he was strong, but he was just like the others, with a heart that could be broken.
Hermione smiled at him. She knew he didn't do it for her, but for his mother and father and maybe even for himself.
"Alright," said Hermione, "let's go to Dumbledore to tell him your decision."
"Ok," said Draco.
~*~*~
Hermione and Draco walked up the stairs, that lead to the office of Albus Dumbledore. Hermione knocked on the door.
"You can come in!" Said Dumbledore.
They walked in and saw Dumbledore sitting behind his desk.
"Excuse us for bothering you, Professor, but we came to tell you something," said Hermione.
To Hermione's surprise Dumbledore didn't look happy for seeing Draco and Hermione together. He looked really sad and Hermione didn't knew why. Was there something wrong?
"Please sit down Miss Granger," he said, not smiling.
Hermione obeyed and sat, Draco still stood near the door.
"What's wrong, Professor? Please tell me!" Hermione said.
"It's about your parents, Hermione," he said softly, walking over to Hermione and looking into her brown eyes. "They were killed by Voldemort last night."
~*~*~
I'm sorry for killing Hermione's parents, but I had to have a reason for Hermione to hate Voldemort too! This isn't going to be a happy fic.
Thanks to:
~allee kat: thank you for being so supportive!~ ~michee~
"Good morning," he small voice said. Hermione looked around, but only saw the little rat. "How are you today?"
Hermione got closer to the cage and looked at the creature. She remembered that Dumbledore said that she would have many powers, but it still was scary talking with animals.
"Hello," Hermione said. The animal watched her with his big eyes and started to drink the water that Hermione left him. These creatures only needed water and only food once a month. That made him easy to take care of. Hagrid thought that Hermione would probably be very busy and that he didn't want an animal to die because of her full schedule.
Hermione shrugged and went into the bathroom to take a shower. She got dressed and went down into the common room. Not many people were awake, including Harry and Ron. Hermione decided to go to breakfast and after that she had to go to the library to finish something she had to give to Professor McGonagall in three weeks.
In the Great Hall Hermione took a seat and started to eat. A couple of owls came in and let letters fall. The Daily Prophet fell on Hermione's head. Hermione looked at it and felt hate boil in her. 'Muggle-born witch and wizard killed' Hermione read. There was a picture of the Dark Mark above a house. Voldemort did this, Hermione was sure of it. If only the minister of magic would see that it was him who killed all those people. He was one of the few people who didn't want to believe He was back. Panic was raising in the magical world and people were afraid. Many people were murdered the last few weeks. Many aurors already died and many muggles and muggle-born witches and wizards. Hermione felt hopeless and wanted to help them. So many children were now in the world, without parents, just like Harry.
Hermione knew that with the help of Malfoy they would be able to defeat him. She was sure of it.
Looking through the Great Hall she saw Malfoy eating at the Slytherin table, in a corner where no others were. Once he was a popular Slytherin, with Crabbe and Goyle around him all the time and with other Slytherin students kissing his feet, but now it looked like he was all alone. Hermione felt so sorry for him. It was like all of them only liked Draco before because his father was rich and a Death Eater, but now he was left alone with a great castle and much money and with no mother, nobody seemed to like him anymore. Only a couple of girls were drooling over him for his money, but Draco didn't even talk to them.
Standing up she walked towards the Slytherin table.
"Draco, we have to talk," Hermione said when she reached the table.
"I'll come in a minute," he hissed. "Go away, you'll ruin my reputation!"
"What reputation, Malfoy?" Hermione said softly.
Hermione walked away from Draco and to the exit. She stopped and looked around and saw Draco walking to her. Hermione walked into the dungeons and didn't stop until she was in front of the old mirror. Draco arrived a minute after Hermione. She told the password she heard yesterday from Malfoy and walked in, followed by Draco. The glass returned and Hermione turned to Draco.
"Have you decided yet?" She asked. Hermione examined his face. Draco looked so tired and unhappy. His usual cold, grey-blue eyes were now full of pain and sorrow.
"Yes, I will help you," he said, not looking at Hermione.
Hermione always thought he was strong, but he was just like the others, with a heart that could be broken.
Hermione smiled at him. She knew he didn't do it for her, but for his mother and father and maybe even for himself.
"Alright," said Hermione, "let's go to Dumbledore to tell him your decision."
"Ok," said Draco.
~*~*~
Hermione and Draco walked up the stairs, that lead to the office of Albus Dumbledore. Hermione knocked on the door.
"You can come in!" Said Dumbledore.
They walked in and saw Dumbledore sitting behind his desk.
"Excuse us for bothering you, Professor, but we came to tell you something," said Hermione.
To Hermione's surprise Dumbledore didn't look happy for seeing Draco and Hermione together. He looked really sad and Hermione didn't knew why. Was there something wrong?
"Please sit down Miss Granger," he said, not smiling.
Hermione obeyed and sat, Draco still stood near the door.
"What's wrong, Professor? Please tell me!" Hermione said.
"It's about your parents, Hermione," he said softly, walking over to Hermione and looking into her brown eyes. "They were killed by Voldemort last night."
~*~*~
I'm sorry for killing Hermione's parents, but I had to have a reason for Hermione to hate Voldemort too! This isn't going to be a happy fic.
Thanks to:
~allee kat: thank you for being so supportive!~ ~michee~