That night, before dinner, Hermione pulled on the sleeve of Hannah's robe.
"Hannah!" she hissed, "I need to talk to you, and I don't care if you don't want to listen. I will MAKE you listen if I have to." Hannah nodded, and allowed her self to be towed into the courtyard. Hermione sat Hannah down, and then sat down next to her. "Hannah," she said, more calmly this time, "I would not like you to be bother less again. I know how much you have always wanted a brother. Think about the crazy ideas that your father has put into your head. Lily died to save Harry and you. She wouldn't want all of her love to be wasted by her daughter! It was the love that she had for you and Harry that she didn't have for Tom that saved you. If you really love your mother and brother, which I hope you do, than you should rethink about what you are doing tonight. Yes, I know about it. Please don't ask me how. I haven't told Harry. Please Hannah. Please think about where you belong. Please Hannah..." tears were starting to stream down her face. Hermione got up, and left the courtyard, leaving Hannah to her own thoughts.
Hannah sat in deep thought. She heard Hermione's words stream through her mind. 'Lily died to save Harry and you.' 'Love she had for you and Harry.' The stillness around seemed to be telling her to believe what Hermione had just told her. It was telling her to abandon her fathers ideas. To go back to her other friends.
"You know I can't!" she yelled at the stale air that hung around her, "They disowned me," she threw her face into her arms, sobs broke the still air, "they would never take me back! I---I can't. It would hurt me too much!" It was too much for Hannah. Soon, strings of pearly tears were staining her robes. She took her face out of her hands, and stared at the wet spot. White hot daggers were baring into her mind. She grabbed her arm, and screamed. She pulled off the robe, and ran back to the warmth of the castle. She was so confused. She knew what she had to do...
...She had go follow her fathers plans.
*****
Harry was trying to get comfortable that night, but he couldn't. He kept feeling a sharp point bearing into his neck. He reached back, and pulled a piece of paper off his pillow. He unfolded it.
We have her. You can get her back. But if you ever want to see her again, you must go into the forbidden forest. All alone. If anyone comes with you, the two of you will die a slow and pain-ridden death. Go now, or she will be ours forever.
'Hermione!' he thought suddenly. He jumped up out of his bed, and grabbed his robe. He slipped it on over his pajamas. He went towards the door, when a thought struck him. 'What happens if a teacher sees me?' He went back to his bed, and opened his trunk. He rummaged around a bit, and then grabbed a slivery white cloak that fell like water through his fingers. He, then, went back into his trunk, and grasped the Marauders Map. He pulled the cloak over his face, and arranged it so no bits of him were sticking out. He slowly maneuvered towards the door, and wrenched it open, making more noise then necessary.
He crept through the castle, making as little noise as possible. He pulled the map open, and whispered, "I solemnly swear, I am up to no good." Lines started streaking across the page. Shortly, he read the map, and headed out the door. A small slam shook the still castle. He walked swiftly up to the border of the forbidden forest.
A figure ran past him, but it was too dark to see what it was. Leaves rustled, and Harry shivered, but he pressed on. His cloak got caught on a tree branch. He let it slip off, not thinking straight. He followed the path, but he soon saw a light. Harry wanted nothing more than to go to that light. It seemed to be calling his name.
"Harry," it called, "Harry, come here. What you want is over here." He abandoned the path, and started towards the light.
He stepped out of the dark, and into the light.
"GINNY!" he screamed, and ran towards the small figure that was tied to a tree. He acquired many new scratches, running through sharp bushes does that to you. The girl was hanging by her arms from a branch. She was a few feet off the ground. Far enough from the ground, that if he tried to cut the rope that bound her to the tree, she would fall to her death. He crept towards her, wanting to know if it was true. One of her eyes peeked open.
"Harry," she was reciting her lines, "Harry, what are you doing here? Are you crazy? You will meet the same fate that I have! Please Harry! Go!" but he stood rooted to the ground, "Run, you fool!" at this line, hundreds of Death Eaters stepped out of the shadows. Harry gasped. He was frozen with fear. The masked figures were moving slowly inwards. Towards Ginny. Towards Harry. Harry could smell an awful stench the was hanging around them. He stepped backwards, but tripped over a root that was protruding from the frozen earth. He landed on a sheet of ice with a thud. He stood again, showing his pride and honor.
There was a part in the tight circle that now was containing Harry and Ginny. Lord Voldemort walked into the circle. He began to circle Harry, closing in on his prey. Ginny screamed, so did Harry. Their scream carried through the wood.
"Harry Potter. Such an honor it is!" Voldemort said, imitating a house elf, "I have a present for you." he snapped his fingers, and Hannah was in the inner circle also. "Say good bye to your dear sister and friend!" he told Harry. Hannah looked from her father, to Harry, than to Ginny, and back to her father. A realization suddenly poured over her.
"Think about the crazy ideas that your father has put into your head. Lily died to save Harry and you." It all fit. She knew what she had to do. And that was not what she had come to do.
A/n: okay, Jax31583: she doesn't do anything...yet *grins evilly* thank ya'll for reviewing! (
"Hannah!" she hissed, "I need to talk to you, and I don't care if you don't want to listen. I will MAKE you listen if I have to." Hannah nodded, and allowed her self to be towed into the courtyard. Hermione sat Hannah down, and then sat down next to her. "Hannah," she said, more calmly this time, "I would not like you to be bother less again. I know how much you have always wanted a brother. Think about the crazy ideas that your father has put into your head. Lily died to save Harry and you. She wouldn't want all of her love to be wasted by her daughter! It was the love that she had for you and Harry that she didn't have for Tom that saved you. If you really love your mother and brother, which I hope you do, than you should rethink about what you are doing tonight. Yes, I know about it. Please don't ask me how. I haven't told Harry. Please Hannah. Please think about where you belong. Please Hannah..." tears were starting to stream down her face. Hermione got up, and left the courtyard, leaving Hannah to her own thoughts.
Hannah sat in deep thought. She heard Hermione's words stream through her mind. 'Lily died to save Harry and you.' 'Love she had for you and Harry.' The stillness around seemed to be telling her to believe what Hermione had just told her. It was telling her to abandon her fathers ideas. To go back to her other friends.
"You know I can't!" she yelled at the stale air that hung around her, "They disowned me," she threw her face into her arms, sobs broke the still air, "they would never take me back! I---I can't. It would hurt me too much!" It was too much for Hannah. Soon, strings of pearly tears were staining her robes. She took her face out of her hands, and stared at the wet spot. White hot daggers were baring into her mind. She grabbed her arm, and screamed. She pulled off the robe, and ran back to the warmth of the castle. She was so confused. She knew what she had to do...
...She had go follow her fathers plans.
*****
Harry was trying to get comfortable that night, but he couldn't. He kept feeling a sharp point bearing into his neck. He reached back, and pulled a piece of paper off his pillow. He unfolded it.
We have her. You can get her back. But if you ever want to see her again, you must go into the forbidden forest. All alone. If anyone comes with you, the two of you will die a slow and pain-ridden death. Go now, or she will be ours forever.
'Hermione!' he thought suddenly. He jumped up out of his bed, and grabbed his robe. He slipped it on over his pajamas. He went towards the door, when a thought struck him. 'What happens if a teacher sees me?' He went back to his bed, and opened his trunk. He rummaged around a bit, and then grabbed a slivery white cloak that fell like water through his fingers. He, then, went back into his trunk, and grasped the Marauders Map. He pulled the cloak over his face, and arranged it so no bits of him were sticking out. He slowly maneuvered towards the door, and wrenched it open, making more noise then necessary.
He crept through the castle, making as little noise as possible. He pulled the map open, and whispered, "I solemnly swear, I am up to no good." Lines started streaking across the page. Shortly, he read the map, and headed out the door. A small slam shook the still castle. He walked swiftly up to the border of the forbidden forest.
A figure ran past him, but it was too dark to see what it was. Leaves rustled, and Harry shivered, but he pressed on. His cloak got caught on a tree branch. He let it slip off, not thinking straight. He followed the path, but he soon saw a light. Harry wanted nothing more than to go to that light. It seemed to be calling his name.
"Harry," it called, "Harry, come here. What you want is over here." He abandoned the path, and started towards the light.
He stepped out of the dark, and into the light.
"GINNY!" he screamed, and ran towards the small figure that was tied to a tree. He acquired many new scratches, running through sharp bushes does that to you. The girl was hanging by her arms from a branch. She was a few feet off the ground. Far enough from the ground, that if he tried to cut the rope that bound her to the tree, she would fall to her death. He crept towards her, wanting to know if it was true. One of her eyes peeked open.
"Harry," she was reciting her lines, "Harry, what are you doing here? Are you crazy? You will meet the same fate that I have! Please Harry! Go!" but he stood rooted to the ground, "Run, you fool!" at this line, hundreds of Death Eaters stepped out of the shadows. Harry gasped. He was frozen with fear. The masked figures were moving slowly inwards. Towards Ginny. Towards Harry. Harry could smell an awful stench the was hanging around them. He stepped backwards, but tripped over a root that was protruding from the frozen earth. He landed on a sheet of ice with a thud. He stood again, showing his pride and honor.
There was a part in the tight circle that now was containing Harry and Ginny. Lord Voldemort walked into the circle. He began to circle Harry, closing in on his prey. Ginny screamed, so did Harry. Their scream carried through the wood.
"Harry Potter. Such an honor it is!" Voldemort said, imitating a house elf, "I have a present for you." he snapped his fingers, and Hannah was in the inner circle also. "Say good bye to your dear sister and friend!" he told Harry. Hannah looked from her father, to Harry, than to Ginny, and back to her father. A realization suddenly poured over her.
"Think about the crazy ideas that your father has put into your head. Lily died to save Harry and you." It all fit. She knew what she had to do. And that was not what she had come to do.
A/n: okay, Jax31583: she doesn't do anything...yet *grins evilly* thank ya'll for reviewing! (