A/N By now, it should be obvious that I don't own this.
I am soooooooo sorry that I haven't gotten to write in soooooooo long. I couldn't think of anything for this fic that would be interesting enough. And I was also debating with myself about the whole Hermione/Sirius or James thing. Sirius won by a LOT. If you give me a second to find the slip of paper which has the votes on it. *looks through papers* Here's the Survivor paper..........*grins evilly* George, you WILL get kicked out. I'll make sure of that.. *looks through papers* Here's the Big Brother one with everybody chasing Draco because he's a blonde.....Muahahahha! Aha! I found it!
Sirius: 25 votes
James: 10 votes
Remus: 6 votes
Severus: 7 votes
Lucius: 3 votes
Wow! Sirius, you won!
Sirius: Won what?
Me: *rolls eyes* HERMIONE! You won Hermione!
Sirius: Cool!
Hermione: I am NOT a prize to be won!
Me: Yes, you are.
Hermione: No, I am not.
Me: Do not fight with the authoress!
Hermione: *glares*
Sirius: *smirks* So, Hermione....
Anyway, I'd like to say that this chapter was hard to write in the beginning but as soon as I hit the searching for the mirror part, it got easy to write! The words just poured out of by keyboard!
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The next few weeks went well, except for potions as usual. Hanreth seemed nice enough, but he was untrustworthy to Hermione which made him enemy #1.
Things were going well, otherwise. Every night Hermione looked for the mirror, and every early morning she crept into bed mirrorless.
"Hey, Hermione. Are you okay?" James asked during after a long night of mirror searching.
"Just tired," she replied, rubbing her eyes.
"You've been tired since the first day of class. Are you sure nothing is wrong?" Remus asked.
"I'm fine," Hermione replied. Changing the subject, she asked, "Where's Sirius?"
James snickered. "He's off......doing stuff."
Hermione looked back and forth between Remus and James. "What is he doing?"
"He's pulling a prank, most likely," Lily said, joining them.
Hermione shook her head. She never liked these pranks of theirs, but who was she to change their habits? She had no right to deny them of the thing they love to do, even if it would be for the good of all Hogwarts.
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Hermione crept slowly through the corridors with her invisability cloak wrapped around her slim body. She was allowed to be out at this late hour, but she was supposed to make sure the other student didn't know about it.
She took a few steps ahead and collided with something, but there was nothing in front of her. Someone was in an invisability cloak too.
"Hello?" Hermione whispered.
"Eh?" a voice called, nearby.
She crawled over to the voice and felt around until she felt the silky invisabilty cloak under her fingers. She pulled it off and discovered a man. A boy, really.
"James? What are you doing here? This is the third floor corridor! If the caretaker catches you--"
"Me getting into trouble? What about you?" James whispered fiercely.
"Me?" Hermione battled with herself, trying to decide whether to tell him the truth or not. He may come in handy, Hermione thought. "I'm allowed to be out here," she hissed.
"By who?" James asked, suspiciously.
"Dumbledore. I'm looking for a mirror. It should be around on this floor because it's not on any of the others."
"A mirror? Really? There's one over there if you truly need it. You don't look too bad. Your hair is a little frizzy, but you look fine anyway," James said.
"No. Dumbledore wants me to find the Mirror of Temptation. I HAVE to find it," Hermione said.
"It's over there, like I said." He pointed to one of the heavy doors nearby. "Let me show you."
Hermione followed James over to the room and discovered a tall, ancient looking mirror. She ran over to the mirror and read the inscription atop it. It was Latin, but Hermione could make some of it out. "The Mirror of Temptation," she read.
"So this it, eh?" James walked over to the mirror. He stood behind her. He stood close to her. Too close. She could feel him behind her......
"What does this mirror do?" he asked.
"I-I don't really know yet. It supposed to suck people into it, but after that I don't know. Dumbledore wants me to get rid of it, I guess," Hermione said, feeling a little giddy from the close contact between her and the handsome James. Stop it, Hermione, she scolded herself. This is Harry's father! NO!
She ignored that annoying little voice and turned around to face James. He wasn't looking at the mirror. He was looking at her.
"It's strange," he breathed. "That we could be caught in the same place at the same time in such a large school."
Hermione wished that this night could go on forever and that he would keep talking. Talking to her.
"Maybe...maybe it's destiny," Hermione said. She looked up into his deep blue eyes and found that she couldn't look away.
"Maybe," he breathed.
"Something's going to happen, isn't it? Something wonderful, right?" Hermione asked, hopeful.
"Yes," he answered. He leaned towards her and kissed her lips. She fell into the kiss immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck as his hands rest on her hips. The kiss was stron and passionate, made even better by James's good kissing skills.
What an unexpected turn of events! Did that surprise you? Tell me if it did! I like to know when my writing truly is shocking to people. It probably didn't help that I said Sirus had won. He did, though! But, this is want I want to happen in the story! *deep voice* And the plot thickens!
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff
I am soooooooo sorry that I haven't gotten to write in soooooooo long. I couldn't think of anything for this fic that would be interesting enough. And I was also debating with myself about the whole Hermione/Sirius or James thing. Sirius won by a LOT. If you give me a second to find the slip of paper which has the votes on it. *looks through papers* Here's the Survivor paper..........*grins evilly* George, you WILL get kicked out. I'll make sure of that.. *looks through papers* Here's the Big Brother one with everybody chasing Draco because he's a blonde.....Muahahahha! Aha! I found it!
Sirius: 25 votes
James: 10 votes
Remus: 6 votes
Severus: 7 votes
Lucius: 3 votes
Wow! Sirius, you won!
Sirius: Won what?
Me: *rolls eyes* HERMIONE! You won Hermione!
Sirius: Cool!
Hermione: I am NOT a prize to be won!
Me: Yes, you are.
Hermione: No, I am not.
Me: Do not fight with the authoress!
Hermione: *glares*
Sirius: *smirks* So, Hermione....
Anyway, I'd like to say that this chapter was hard to write in the beginning but as soon as I hit the searching for the mirror part, it got easy to write! The words just poured out of by keyboard!
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The next few weeks went well, except for potions as usual. Hanreth seemed nice enough, but he was untrustworthy to Hermione which made him enemy #1.
Things were going well, otherwise. Every night Hermione looked for the mirror, and every early morning she crept into bed mirrorless.
"Hey, Hermione. Are you okay?" James asked during after a long night of mirror searching.
"Just tired," she replied, rubbing her eyes.
"You've been tired since the first day of class. Are you sure nothing is wrong?" Remus asked.
"I'm fine," Hermione replied. Changing the subject, she asked, "Where's Sirius?"
James snickered. "He's off......doing stuff."
Hermione looked back and forth between Remus and James. "What is he doing?"
"He's pulling a prank, most likely," Lily said, joining them.
Hermione shook her head. She never liked these pranks of theirs, but who was she to change their habits? She had no right to deny them of the thing they love to do, even if it would be for the good of all Hogwarts.
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Hermione crept slowly through the corridors with her invisability cloak wrapped around her slim body. She was allowed to be out at this late hour, but she was supposed to make sure the other student didn't know about it.
She took a few steps ahead and collided with something, but there was nothing in front of her. Someone was in an invisability cloak too.
"Hello?" Hermione whispered.
"Eh?" a voice called, nearby.
She crawled over to the voice and felt around until she felt the silky invisabilty cloak under her fingers. She pulled it off and discovered a man. A boy, really.
"James? What are you doing here? This is the third floor corridor! If the caretaker catches you--"
"Me getting into trouble? What about you?" James whispered fiercely.
"Me?" Hermione battled with herself, trying to decide whether to tell him the truth or not. He may come in handy, Hermione thought. "I'm allowed to be out here," she hissed.
"By who?" James asked, suspiciously.
"Dumbledore. I'm looking for a mirror. It should be around on this floor because it's not on any of the others."
"A mirror? Really? There's one over there if you truly need it. You don't look too bad. Your hair is a little frizzy, but you look fine anyway," James said.
"No. Dumbledore wants me to find the Mirror of Temptation. I HAVE to find it," Hermione said.
"It's over there, like I said." He pointed to one of the heavy doors nearby. "Let me show you."
Hermione followed James over to the room and discovered a tall, ancient looking mirror. She ran over to the mirror and read the inscription atop it. It was Latin, but Hermione could make some of it out. "The Mirror of Temptation," she read.
"So this it, eh?" James walked over to the mirror. He stood behind her. He stood close to her. Too close. She could feel him behind her......
"What does this mirror do?" he asked.
"I-I don't really know yet. It supposed to suck people into it, but after that I don't know. Dumbledore wants me to get rid of it, I guess," Hermione said, feeling a little giddy from the close contact between her and the handsome James. Stop it, Hermione, she scolded herself. This is Harry's father! NO!
She ignored that annoying little voice and turned around to face James. He wasn't looking at the mirror. He was looking at her.
"It's strange," he breathed. "That we could be caught in the same place at the same time in such a large school."
Hermione wished that this night could go on forever and that he would keep talking. Talking to her.
"Maybe...maybe it's destiny," Hermione said. She looked up into his deep blue eyes and found that she couldn't look away.
"Maybe," he breathed.
"Something's going to happen, isn't it? Something wonderful, right?" Hermione asked, hopeful.
"Yes," he answered. He leaned towards her and kissed her lips. She fell into the kiss immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck as his hands rest on her hips. The kiss was stron and passionate, made even better by James's good kissing skills.
What an unexpected turn of events! Did that surprise you? Tell me if it did! I like to know when my writing truly is shocking to people. It probably didn't help that I said Sirus had won. He did, though! But, this is want I want to happen in the story! *deep voice* And the plot thickens!
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff