"You Only Live Twice"
by Dorthey Star
Chapter 6: There's No Place Like Home
The chapter is dedicated to Poetic Phoenix (AKA Spair Llewillah/Moonstone....hee hee I figured you out!) for being a faithful reviewer and for inspiring me to finish this chapter....THANK YOU
Hermione sighed happily, she was glad to be home and to finally be able to listen to Frank Sinatra. Hermione loved her gable room. The walls and celling were painted white, but you couldn't tell it. Just about every inch of the walls were covered with posters of everything from the Weird Sisters to the Beatles to Victor Krum to Aerosmith and everything else in between.
Hermione was laying on her bed, looking out the window and singing to Mack the Knife when her mom walked in.
"How was school, dear?" Mrs. Granger asked, sitting on the edge of her daughter's bed.
"Great. Dumbledore's still let me be Head Girl. We're learning loads of new stuff," Hermione said, putting on her best smile. She really wanted to break down into tears and tell her mom all the terrible things that had happened, but she couldn't brig herself to do so. She knew her mom would just say, "I told you so."
Mrs. Granger looked at Hermione once more, then left the room. Hermione sighed deeply.
***
Draco and Pansy sat by themselves at Slytherin Table. Dumbledore had written both their parents, saying that they would not be going home. Not many had stayed over the holidays. Only three Gryffindors, two Hufflepuffs, and six Ravenclaws stayed.
Draco and Pansy's relationship had changed drastically in the week since they had gone to Dumbledore for help. They had become best friends, and trusted each other completely. Draco absentmindedly looked over to the Gryffindor Table where Hermione should have been. He was sad to see her leave, but he knew that a trip home would do her good. No mother could possibly let her go on not eating. Draco sighed. He would do anything to have her back right now. He would sell his soul to the devil to take back the letter that he had written so long ago. Was it really that long ago? he asked himself. Not hungry anymore, he pushed his food aside and left the hall, Pansy trailing behind him.
***
Christmas that year wasn't as happy as it had usually been for Hermione. Mrs. Granger was still firm in her belief that Hogwarts was bad for Hermione. That year, Ron gave her a book entitled All You Wanted to Know About Neocramacy And More. Ginny gave her a beautiful deep blue sweater. Harry had given her a photo album of the four of them (herself, Harry, Ron, and Ginny, of course). Mrs. Weasley had given her one of the infamous Weasley Sweaters (scarlet, with a gold 'H' on the front), a large fruit cake (which Hermione carefully fed to her dog), and many fudge brownies. There was a small box, wrapped in icicle blue paper left. Hermione opened it curiously. It held no tag. Inside Hermione found a necklace. It was silver with a silver dragon pendent. The dragon had emerald green eyes. Hermione's lips turned in an involuntary smile as she realized who it was from. Draco.
Later that day, Hermione walked outside wearing her Weasley Sweater and Draco's necklace. Does this mean he still loves me? Was I making a rash decision when I broke up with him? Why does life have to be so bloody complicated?! she thought frustratedly. She sat down on the curb of the country road in front of her house. She wished that she had neighbors that lived near by. Then, perhaps, she wouldn't be so bloody lonely right now.
Hermione shivered. I should have brought a cloak, she thought. I deserve to suffer. I've made so many others suffer ...Mum... Dad... Ginny... Ron... Harry...... Draco.....Maybe I should have just stayed dead, or at least not have gone back to Hogwarts. Things were so much simpler before I went to Hogwarts. Why couldn't Mum have been against Hogwarts then? she thought after a few moments. She sighed deeply and traced patterns on the undisturbed snow on the road. After twenty minutes, her whole body was numb. She shivered and finally headed inside.
***
It was the first day of school after Christmas vacation, and Draco was thankful for it. Over the holidays, he had way too much time to think about her...about Hermione. He had given her a necklace for Christmas. He didn't know why he did it. It would be obvious who it was from. He sighed. Pansy came up to him, a smile on her face for the first time in days.
"Come on, Draco. It's time for class," she said, half pulling on his arm. He put a smile on for her. It made her smile even more.
"All right," he said quietly, and got up. Together, they left the room and headed towards the great hall.
***
Hermione shivered. It's so bloody cold in here, she thought. Why haven't I ever noticed it before? Mentally, she shrugged her shoulders. She looked at the food, but ate nothing. Nothing seemed appetizing. Except for chicken noodle soup. Good, home made chicken noodle soup. Hogwarts, of course, didn't have that, especialy not for breakfast. She sighed. Life was shit.
Hermione stood up and slung her bag over her shoulder. First lesson was Transfiguration. As she walked to class, Hermione absentmindedly fingured the silver dragon.
As Transfiguration went on, Hermione felt sicker and sicker. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed out so long without my cloak, she thought.
"Miss Granger!" Professor McGonagall called sharply. With much effort, Hermione pulled her head off her desk to look at her angry professor. Every head in the class was turned to face her.
"Yes, Professor?" She asked tiredly. She wished they would all just bugger off and leave her be.
"Are you feeling well?"
"Y- No, Professor," Hermione said, deciding at the last moment not to lie.
"Go straight to the Hospital Wing, Granger," Professor McGonagall said with a sigh. Maybe she shouldn't have been brought back from the dead, the older woman thought with a sigh as she watched the 17- year- old trudge out of the room, leaving her books for her friends to take.
***
Draco walked down the corridors towards the boys' toliets. He was sick and tired of Professor Trelawny's classes. He wished she would just stay locked away in her room and never let students in. He was so tired he couldn't think of properly evil things to wish the teachers to do. Suddenly, he felt something large and soft bump into him.
"What the-?" he said at the same time a soft voice said, "Sorry." Draco found that Hermione was standing in front of him, steadying herself on the wall. Around the neck was a necklace. The necklace. His necklace. But she looked different. She was skinnier- if that was at all possible- and paler. She looked sick.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm f-" she started, but couldn't finish because she fainted. Quickly, Draco lifted her and ran the rest of the way to the Hospital Wing...
Disclaimer: Everyone belongs to J.K. Rowling, except for Draco (JKR thinks she owns him, but he really belongs to me *cackles evilly, then chokes*)...okay, okay, Draco DOES belong on JKR...you happy?. The title belongs to someone else.
Author's Note: it hasn't been terribly long since I last updated, has it? Well, at the end of this chapter, I shall make a THANK YOU section for each chapter. I will try to do that at the end of each up coming chapter. By the way, if you want me to let you know when I've got a new chapter out for anything, e-mail me at lady_amanda@cheerful.com . I'm going to start a mailing listing thingie (like ffn USED to have) and it will include any updates that I do on anything.
Chapter Five Reviewer
Poetic Phoenix: P/D? That's a new one...I've never heard of that pairing before...hmm...you know, I could make it into a P/D story....LOL! Don't worry, Hermione will end up with SOMEONE in an upcoming chapter. So will Ginny. You know, I do like G/D pairing...*giggles madly* this is too much fun for me. Sorry I didn't finish your story...I thought I did...I'll have to finish it later...when I have more time...Thank you so so so so much for reviewing all my chapters! It means a lot to me.
Chapter Four Reviewers
Hermione Malfoy: sorry for taking things too fast, but thank you for reviewing
Myst Enchantress: I love Romeo and Juliet...I'll get to read it in English next year..yay! Thank you so much for reviewing!
Yoshi: Yoshi as in the green thing that the mario brothers used to ride on in the anceint nintindo games that grew up playing (which the kids I baby sit have never heard of *sighs sadly and feels old*)? Anyways. I need to know what's going to happen too! Go any ideas? Just kidding. Actually, I have the whole plot written out right behind me...*vgb*
Lyra: Thank you for reviewing! Your review meant so much to me! I would hang it on my wall, but, alas, I have no where to hang it...oh well...I'm glad you liked my story!
AmiAmiNSusu: Thank you for reviewing!!!
witchy_grrl: D/Hr is the best and I'm glad I'm converting you to D/Hr-ism. I love D/G fics, too! It seems that I'm hooked on them...I just don't write them often because I don't write Ginny that well...I see her as a very complex character...Anyways. Thank you for your review!
gaille: Thank you for your review!
Spair Llewillah/Moonstone: You know, I'm getting tired of The Boy Who Lives to Annoy, too! I think Draco's been getting to me...maybe I should let him out of my closet once in a while...LoL! I could never kill him off, though. He's got to kill Voldie. THEN he can die *cackles madly* And what's wrong with H/Hr? I happen to like that pairing along with H/G, D/Hr, D/G....but NO R/HR!!! THAT is the big no-no. You know, "You Only Live Thrice" has a nice ring to it...Ah, I have WAY too much fun with your reviews! My spelling is horrible...I rely on spell check! LoL!
Chapter Three through Prologue Reviewer
Spair Llewillah/Moonstone: (see above)
by Dorthey Star
Chapter 6: There's No Place Like Home
The chapter is dedicated to Poetic Phoenix (AKA Spair Llewillah/Moonstone....hee hee I figured you out!) for being a faithful reviewer and for inspiring me to finish this chapter....THANK YOU
Hermione sighed happily, she was glad to be home and to finally be able to listen to Frank Sinatra. Hermione loved her gable room. The walls and celling were painted white, but you couldn't tell it. Just about every inch of the walls were covered with posters of everything from the Weird Sisters to the Beatles to Victor Krum to Aerosmith and everything else in between.
Hermione was laying on her bed, looking out the window and singing to Mack the Knife when her mom walked in.
"How was school, dear?" Mrs. Granger asked, sitting on the edge of her daughter's bed.
"Great. Dumbledore's still let me be Head Girl. We're learning loads of new stuff," Hermione said, putting on her best smile. She really wanted to break down into tears and tell her mom all the terrible things that had happened, but she couldn't brig herself to do so. She knew her mom would just say, "I told you so."
Mrs. Granger looked at Hermione once more, then left the room. Hermione sighed deeply.
***
Draco and Pansy sat by themselves at Slytherin Table. Dumbledore had written both their parents, saying that they would not be going home. Not many had stayed over the holidays. Only three Gryffindors, two Hufflepuffs, and six Ravenclaws stayed.
Draco and Pansy's relationship had changed drastically in the week since they had gone to Dumbledore for help. They had become best friends, and trusted each other completely. Draco absentmindedly looked over to the Gryffindor Table where Hermione should have been. He was sad to see her leave, but he knew that a trip home would do her good. No mother could possibly let her go on not eating. Draco sighed. He would do anything to have her back right now. He would sell his soul to the devil to take back the letter that he had written so long ago. Was it really that long ago? he asked himself. Not hungry anymore, he pushed his food aside and left the hall, Pansy trailing behind him.
***
Christmas that year wasn't as happy as it had usually been for Hermione. Mrs. Granger was still firm in her belief that Hogwarts was bad for Hermione. That year, Ron gave her a book entitled All You Wanted to Know About Neocramacy And More. Ginny gave her a beautiful deep blue sweater. Harry had given her a photo album of the four of them (herself, Harry, Ron, and Ginny, of course). Mrs. Weasley had given her one of the infamous Weasley Sweaters (scarlet, with a gold 'H' on the front), a large fruit cake (which Hermione carefully fed to her dog), and many fudge brownies. There was a small box, wrapped in icicle blue paper left. Hermione opened it curiously. It held no tag. Inside Hermione found a necklace. It was silver with a silver dragon pendent. The dragon had emerald green eyes. Hermione's lips turned in an involuntary smile as she realized who it was from. Draco.
Later that day, Hermione walked outside wearing her Weasley Sweater and Draco's necklace. Does this mean he still loves me? Was I making a rash decision when I broke up with him? Why does life have to be so bloody complicated?! she thought frustratedly. She sat down on the curb of the country road in front of her house. She wished that she had neighbors that lived near by. Then, perhaps, she wouldn't be so bloody lonely right now.
Hermione shivered. I should have brought a cloak, she thought. I deserve to suffer. I've made so many others suffer ...Mum... Dad... Ginny... Ron... Harry...... Draco.....Maybe I should have just stayed dead, or at least not have gone back to Hogwarts. Things were so much simpler before I went to Hogwarts. Why couldn't Mum have been against Hogwarts then? she thought after a few moments. She sighed deeply and traced patterns on the undisturbed snow on the road. After twenty minutes, her whole body was numb. She shivered and finally headed inside.
***
It was the first day of school after Christmas vacation, and Draco was thankful for it. Over the holidays, he had way too much time to think about her...about Hermione. He had given her a necklace for Christmas. He didn't know why he did it. It would be obvious who it was from. He sighed. Pansy came up to him, a smile on her face for the first time in days.
"Come on, Draco. It's time for class," she said, half pulling on his arm. He put a smile on for her. It made her smile even more.
"All right," he said quietly, and got up. Together, they left the room and headed towards the great hall.
***
Hermione shivered. It's so bloody cold in here, she thought. Why haven't I ever noticed it before? Mentally, she shrugged her shoulders. She looked at the food, but ate nothing. Nothing seemed appetizing. Except for chicken noodle soup. Good, home made chicken noodle soup. Hogwarts, of course, didn't have that, especialy not for breakfast. She sighed. Life was shit.
Hermione stood up and slung her bag over her shoulder. First lesson was Transfiguration. As she walked to class, Hermione absentmindedly fingured the silver dragon.
As Transfiguration went on, Hermione felt sicker and sicker. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed out so long without my cloak, she thought.
"Miss Granger!" Professor McGonagall called sharply. With much effort, Hermione pulled her head off her desk to look at her angry professor. Every head in the class was turned to face her.
"Yes, Professor?" She asked tiredly. She wished they would all just bugger off and leave her be.
"Are you feeling well?"
"Y- No, Professor," Hermione said, deciding at the last moment not to lie.
"Go straight to the Hospital Wing, Granger," Professor McGonagall said with a sigh. Maybe she shouldn't have been brought back from the dead, the older woman thought with a sigh as she watched the 17- year- old trudge out of the room, leaving her books for her friends to take.
***
Draco walked down the corridors towards the boys' toliets. He was sick and tired of Professor Trelawny's classes. He wished she would just stay locked away in her room and never let students in. He was so tired he couldn't think of properly evil things to wish the teachers to do. Suddenly, he felt something large and soft bump into him.
"What the-?" he said at the same time a soft voice said, "Sorry." Draco found that Hermione was standing in front of him, steadying herself on the wall. Around the neck was a necklace. The necklace. His necklace. But she looked different. She was skinnier- if that was at all possible- and paler. She looked sick.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm f-" she started, but couldn't finish because she fainted. Quickly, Draco lifted her and ran the rest of the way to the Hospital Wing...
Disclaimer: Everyone belongs to J.K. Rowling, except for Draco (JKR thinks she owns him, but he really belongs to me *cackles evilly, then chokes*)...okay, okay, Draco DOES belong on JKR...you happy?. The title belongs to someone else.
Author's Note: it hasn't been terribly long since I last updated, has it? Well, at the end of this chapter, I shall make a THANK YOU section for each chapter. I will try to do that at the end of each up coming chapter. By the way, if you want me to let you know when I've got a new chapter out for anything, e-mail me at lady_amanda@cheerful.com . I'm going to start a mailing listing thingie (like ffn USED to have) and it will include any updates that I do on anything.
Chapter Five Reviewer
Poetic Phoenix: P/D? That's a new one...I've never heard of that pairing before...hmm...you know, I could make it into a P/D story....LOL! Don't worry, Hermione will end up with SOMEONE in an upcoming chapter. So will Ginny. You know, I do like G/D pairing...*giggles madly* this is too much fun for me. Sorry I didn't finish your story...I thought I did...I'll have to finish it later...when I have more time...Thank you so so so so much for reviewing all my chapters! It means a lot to me.
Chapter Four Reviewers
Hermione Malfoy: sorry for taking things too fast, but thank you for reviewing
Myst Enchantress: I love Romeo and Juliet...I'll get to read it in English next year..yay! Thank you so much for reviewing!
Yoshi: Yoshi as in the green thing that the mario brothers used to ride on in the anceint nintindo games that grew up playing (which the kids I baby sit have never heard of *sighs sadly and feels old*)? Anyways. I need to know what's going to happen too! Go any ideas? Just kidding. Actually, I have the whole plot written out right behind me...*vgb*
Lyra: Thank you for reviewing! Your review meant so much to me! I would hang it on my wall, but, alas, I have no where to hang it...oh well...I'm glad you liked my story!
AmiAmiNSusu: Thank you for reviewing!!!
witchy_grrl: D/Hr is the best and I'm glad I'm converting you to D/Hr-ism. I love D/G fics, too! It seems that I'm hooked on them...I just don't write them often because I don't write Ginny that well...I see her as a very complex character...Anyways. Thank you for your review!
gaille: Thank you for your review!
Spair Llewillah/Moonstone: You know, I'm getting tired of The Boy Who Lives to Annoy, too! I think Draco's been getting to me...maybe I should let him out of my closet once in a while...LoL! I could never kill him off, though. He's got to kill Voldie. THEN he can die *cackles madly* And what's wrong with H/Hr? I happen to like that pairing along with H/G, D/Hr, D/G....but NO R/HR!!! THAT is the big no-no. You know, "You Only Live Thrice" has a nice ring to it...Ah, I have WAY too much fun with your reviews! My spelling is horrible...I rely on spell check! LoL!
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Spair Llewillah/Moonstone: (see above)
