Chapter Seven: Love in Life
Seven weeks later
It was mid-December now, and the grounds of Hogwarts shimmered with a thick blanket of clean white powder. Hermione circled around the now frozen lake, enjoying the way her boots crunched through the glaringly bright snow, and thinking about the several turns her life had taken through the last month and a half.
She had had sex with Draco many more times after their first fumble in the book cupboard. She smiled as she thought about the way they had begun experimenting with various toys and costumes. But it was more than sex: it was practically love. She had given him a Staedtler Charm. It was a small golden charm on a chain, which hung around his neck, with a tiny drop of Hermione's life force inside it. Draco had given her an identical one, containing a drop of Draco's life force inside. Whenever they wanted to find each other they would touch the charm and it would give them a mental picture of where they were. It had helped them to arrange their secret meetings, as it allowed a small amount of telepathic communication.
Harry had spoken to Ron about him being gay, but Hermione didn't know what had been said. All she knew was that they had emerged into the common room after a long discussion in the boy's dorm, looking like the old friends that they were. Neither of them knew about her antics with Draco.
Jasmine and Harry had been training their Magid powers, learning formidable curses and hexes. Dumbledore had told them all that Draco was also a Magid, so he joined their training sessions. Alone they were powerful, but combined they were a force to be reckoned with. Hermione smiled. She would not like to be in Voldemort's shoes. The thought of Voldemort made her smile disappear immediately. She knew that soon Harry and Jasmine would have to go and fight Voldemort, but nobody knew when.
She felt a powerful yearning inside her heart whenever she thought about Harry going to fight the one wizard that might actually be able to kill him. It wasn't love, she knew that well enough. But she didn't want him to go. Throughout all the hard times she had wanted to wrap her arms around him and make all the bad things go away. No, it wasn't love, just Harry syndrome. She smiled wryly. Harry syndrome was the term that Witch Weekly used to describe the mass hysteria over Harry.
Hermione continued to circle around the-
Suddenly a strong pair of hands grabbed her. She had a vague sensation of flying. Something very hard hit her over the head and everything went black.
*
Jasmine gazed out of the window at the never-ending whiteness. Earlier Hermione had been walking around the pond but now she had disappeared. Jasmine assumed that she had gone inside to escape the cold. She turned her attention back to Harry and Draco, who were reading about more curses. She smiled as she looked at them both, light hair contrasting with dark hair. They had gotten over their differences somewhat, and were now at least civil to each other. Suddenly Ron came flying into the room, followed by Dumbledore and Mcgonagall. 'Harry, Hermione's been kidnapped!' Harry, Draco and Jasmine jumped up and screamed 'WHAT!' at the same time. Ron looked panic-stricken; his red hair messed up, his face deathly pale and his blue eyes wide with fear. Dumbledore looked composed but his eyes were alarmed; Mcgonagall was also white, but her face kept its sternness.
'How do you know?' Harry asked, his voice high with anxiety. 'I was in the common room studying and I saw something swoop down and grab her,' he said. 'I ran up to Dumbledore's office and he showed me the way here.' He looked at Mcgonagall in confusion. 'Not quite sure what she's doing here.' Mcgonagall rewarded him with a glare. (A/N: Harry, Jasmine and Draco had been training in a secret room)
'This is obviously a matter of some urgency,' Dumbledore said. 'We need to rescue Miss Granger but we don't know where she was taken, or who by. Mr Weasley, can you describe the figure that took Miss Granger?' 'I don't know. It was really tall, probably six feet, and it was dressed in all black. A kind of robe thing,' he added thoughtfully. 'And it had strange silver markings. A wand inside a lightning bolt inside a triangle.' 'Voldemort.'
'I wish we knew where he took her,' Jasmine said fretfully. 'I have a charm,' Draco piped up. 'A Staedtler charm.' 'FROM HERMIONE?' Harry barked. 'Yes,' came the meek reply. 'Why the hell do you have a Staedtler charm from Hermione, Malfoy?' 'Because we're in love. She has one from me too.' 'Boys!' Jasmine stepped in. 'This is neither the time nor the place to sort this out. We can talk about this after we've saved Hermione.'
* Harry had had a shower and gotten changed and now he was saying his own private goodbye to Ron. 'Ron, you know I might not come back from this. Heck, I might not even be able to bring Hermione back from this. But I know one thing, I'm going to try my hardest.' Ron walked over to him and they hugged, knowing it might be the last time they saw each other. They drew away and looked at each other, tears in their eyes. And then Harry leaned in and kissed Ron, a long lingering kiss that was everything Ron had ever hoped it would be. 'Goodbye Ron,' Harry said. 'Goodbye Harry,' Ron replied, his voice carpeted with unshed tears.
*
A half an hour or so later and they were nearly ready to go. 'I'm going with you,' Draco announced. 'You can't,' Dumbledore replied. 'You may love Miss Granger but this isn't your battle. Harry and Jasmine must go alone.' Jasmine walked over to Draco and hugged him tightly, saying, 'Don't worry Draco. I promise we'll bring her back and she'll be fine. We need her just as much as you do' Draco lifted the Staedtler charm from around his neck and handed it to her. 'You'll need this.' Jasmine tied the charm around her neck grimly. Just then Harry walked back into the room. 'Ready?' 'Ready.'
They straddled their broomsticks and flew into the night. Mcgonagall looked astounded at the bravery of these young teenagers, but Dumbledore felt she had underestimated them. He knew that such bravery existed in all beings, no matter what they were. 'Good luck,' he said under his breath.
Next chapter: the big rescue scene. I'm going back to school so the updates will probably be less frequent.
Big Luvs 2 Alex, who I am going to miss like mad now that school's started. I'll write at the end of the week, so you'll have a letter by Saturday or Sunday.
Also love to Kia, who my word processor doesn't like because it's a strange name. It wants to spell it Kita. Strange. Anyway, read her fiction. Its called Redfish, by Goldendragon.
To Mr. Swedish exotic man: I've been dreaming about you, baby.
To Amanda: I'm very sorry, but your exotic man has been cheating on you.
Anyway, to the class of 2007, see you on Thursday. Can't wait.
Seven weeks later
It was mid-December now, and the grounds of Hogwarts shimmered with a thick blanket of clean white powder. Hermione circled around the now frozen lake, enjoying the way her boots crunched through the glaringly bright snow, and thinking about the several turns her life had taken through the last month and a half.
She had had sex with Draco many more times after their first fumble in the book cupboard. She smiled as she thought about the way they had begun experimenting with various toys and costumes. But it was more than sex: it was practically love. She had given him a Staedtler Charm. It was a small golden charm on a chain, which hung around his neck, with a tiny drop of Hermione's life force inside it. Draco had given her an identical one, containing a drop of Draco's life force inside. Whenever they wanted to find each other they would touch the charm and it would give them a mental picture of where they were. It had helped them to arrange their secret meetings, as it allowed a small amount of telepathic communication.
Harry had spoken to Ron about him being gay, but Hermione didn't know what had been said. All she knew was that they had emerged into the common room after a long discussion in the boy's dorm, looking like the old friends that they were. Neither of them knew about her antics with Draco.
Jasmine and Harry had been training their Magid powers, learning formidable curses and hexes. Dumbledore had told them all that Draco was also a Magid, so he joined their training sessions. Alone they were powerful, but combined they were a force to be reckoned with. Hermione smiled. She would not like to be in Voldemort's shoes. The thought of Voldemort made her smile disappear immediately. She knew that soon Harry and Jasmine would have to go and fight Voldemort, but nobody knew when.
She felt a powerful yearning inside her heart whenever she thought about Harry going to fight the one wizard that might actually be able to kill him. It wasn't love, she knew that well enough. But she didn't want him to go. Throughout all the hard times she had wanted to wrap her arms around him and make all the bad things go away. No, it wasn't love, just Harry syndrome. She smiled wryly. Harry syndrome was the term that Witch Weekly used to describe the mass hysteria over Harry.
Hermione continued to circle around the-
Suddenly a strong pair of hands grabbed her. She had a vague sensation of flying. Something very hard hit her over the head and everything went black.
*
Jasmine gazed out of the window at the never-ending whiteness. Earlier Hermione had been walking around the pond but now she had disappeared. Jasmine assumed that she had gone inside to escape the cold. She turned her attention back to Harry and Draco, who were reading about more curses. She smiled as she looked at them both, light hair contrasting with dark hair. They had gotten over their differences somewhat, and were now at least civil to each other. Suddenly Ron came flying into the room, followed by Dumbledore and Mcgonagall. 'Harry, Hermione's been kidnapped!' Harry, Draco and Jasmine jumped up and screamed 'WHAT!' at the same time. Ron looked panic-stricken; his red hair messed up, his face deathly pale and his blue eyes wide with fear. Dumbledore looked composed but his eyes were alarmed; Mcgonagall was also white, but her face kept its sternness.
'How do you know?' Harry asked, his voice high with anxiety. 'I was in the common room studying and I saw something swoop down and grab her,' he said. 'I ran up to Dumbledore's office and he showed me the way here.' He looked at Mcgonagall in confusion. 'Not quite sure what she's doing here.' Mcgonagall rewarded him with a glare. (A/N: Harry, Jasmine and Draco had been training in a secret room)
'This is obviously a matter of some urgency,' Dumbledore said. 'We need to rescue Miss Granger but we don't know where she was taken, or who by. Mr Weasley, can you describe the figure that took Miss Granger?' 'I don't know. It was really tall, probably six feet, and it was dressed in all black. A kind of robe thing,' he added thoughtfully. 'And it had strange silver markings. A wand inside a lightning bolt inside a triangle.' 'Voldemort.'
'I wish we knew where he took her,' Jasmine said fretfully. 'I have a charm,' Draco piped up. 'A Staedtler charm.' 'FROM HERMIONE?' Harry barked. 'Yes,' came the meek reply. 'Why the hell do you have a Staedtler charm from Hermione, Malfoy?' 'Because we're in love. She has one from me too.' 'Boys!' Jasmine stepped in. 'This is neither the time nor the place to sort this out. We can talk about this after we've saved Hermione.'
* Harry had had a shower and gotten changed and now he was saying his own private goodbye to Ron. 'Ron, you know I might not come back from this. Heck, I might not even be able to bring Hermione back from this. But I know one thing, I'm going to try my hardest.' Ron walked over to him and they hugged, knowing it might be the last time they saw each other. They drew away and looked at each other, tears in their eyes. And then Harry leaned in and kissed Ron, a long lingering kiss that was everything Ron had ever hoped it would be. 'Goodbye Ron,' Harry said. 'Goodbye Harry,' Ron replied, his voice carpeted with unshed tears.
*
A half an hour or so later and they were nearly ready to go. 'I'm going with you,' Draco announced. 'You can't,' Dumbledore replied. 'You may love Miss Granger but this isn't your battle. Harry and Jasmine must go alone.' Jasmine walked over to Draco and hugged him tightly, saying, 'Don't worry Draco. I promise we'll bring her back and she'll be fine. We need her just as much as you do' Draco lifted the Staedtler charm from around his neck and handed it to her. 'You'll need this.' Jasmine tied the charm around her neck grimly. Just then Harry walked back into the room. 'Ready?' 'Ready.'
They straddled their broomsticks and flew into the night. Mcgonagall looked astounded at the bravery of these young teenagers, but Dumbledore felt she had underestimated them. He knew that such bravery existed in all beings, no matter what they were. 'Good luck,' he said under his breath.
Next chapter: the big rescue scene. I'm going back to school so the updates will probably be less frequent.
Big Luvs 2 Alex, who I am going to miss like mad now that school's started. I'll write at the end of the week, so you'll have a letter by Saturday or Sunday.
Also love to Kia, who my word processor doesn't like because it's a strange name. It wants to spell it Kita. Strange. Anyway, read her fiction. Its called Redfish, by Goldendragon.
To Mr. Swedish exotic man: I've been dreaming about you, baby.
To Amanda: I'm very sorry, but your exotic man has been cheating on you.
Anyway, to the class of 2007, see you on Thursday. Can't wait.