She knew that she couldn't go back Hogwarts. 'Hagrid,' she thought, 'Hagrid
will know what to do.' she pulled the invisibility cloak over her head, and
arranged it over her body. She hurried over the grounds, and up to Hagrids
wooden hut. She pounded on the door, slipping the cloak off.
"Hagird!" she screamed, still pounding, "Hagrid! Please open this doo-" the huge door swung open, and a huge figure filled the door, blocking all the light from within.
"Hannah!" he bellowed, "nice 'ter see you!"
"nice to see you to, Hagrid," she said as calmly as she could, "can I come in?"
"'o corse, 'o corse!" he said jovially, stepping aside as to let her in. She walked into the warmly lit room, and sat down on the lumpy couch. "So, what did you wanna ask me?" Tears were falling down, making her cheeks more and more rosy. Hagrid's joyful face suddenly fell.
"He's gone, Hagrid," she croaked.
"Who?" Hagrid asked kindly.
"Ha-Harr-Harry!" she sobbed, "and Ginny, and-and-and Ron!" Hagrid gasped.
"Anyone else, Hannah?" she nodded.
"Hermione," she growled, "and Dumbledore, and Voldemort."
"Dumbledore?!" asked a shocked Hagrid, "Dumbledore's gone?" Hannah nodded. "Hogwarts will fall."
"NO!" she said, a little too strong, "Hogwarts was in danger, always. Dumbledore was a threat to us. He was in league with Vol-" she stopped short, and looked at Hagrid. He was preparing him self to hear the name, "You-Know-Who." she watched him relax, "same with Hermione."
"How did you survive?" he asked, almost not wanting to hear the answer. She smiled smugly.
"I found that you can make some really good friends. The tow of us were trapped, watching Harry die. Ginny and I were trying to go up to Dumbledore's office, we didn't know then that he was evil. McGonagall told us off. We came up with a plan-"
"How?" asked Hagrid, "how did you escape?"
"Frank Longbottom," she told him matter-of-factly, sounding much like Hermione.
"But, Frank...isn't he dead?"
"He came back to us, as a shadow. He said something like, 'when you are dead and someone needs you desperately, you become a shadow. More then a ghost and memory.' That was when I understood. Hagrid," she said meaningfully, "I killed Hermione and Dumbledore, and You-Know-Who. It was me!" she cried. "I killed my brother. And his best friend. And the girl who loved Harry more then ever. It was me!"
"Come now Hannah. You can't kill six people in one night, and still be sane."
"But I DID!"
"How?" he challenged. She told him everything. She told him how she was planning to kill Harry herself. How when she got there, she learned that Tom was Hermione's father. How She watched her father torture her brother. How, when she asked Hermione if killing someone was justice, Hermione killed Ginny. How Dumbledore was going to kill her, but Ron jumped in front of her. How she asked for the three to kill her together, on three. How she killed the three with one curse. One deadly curse.
When she was done, she wiped her tears, and stood. Hannah walked over to the window, and looked out. At the forbidden forest. Hagrid heaved himself out of his chair, and lumbered over to a small table. He whispered something, and it was turned into a file cabinet. He pulled out a folder, and flipped through it. A frown on his face. He set that one back, and picked another one out. This one, he laid on the table, and looked at it carefully.
"AH!" he exclaimed.
"What?" asked Hannah.
"It looks like you need to be sorted again!"
"But-but, my father..."
"Is James Potter. Hermione's father is He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. You are in no way related to him. You did not kill your father."
"But, Hermione's parents are muggles," she wondered aloud.
"No, her mother was a muggle. She was with You-Know-Who, and when she learned that he was a wizard, she left him. She, by that time, was pregnant with Hermione. She found true love, and married a true muggle. They raised Hermione as their own."
"But..."
"What Hannah?"
"I read in Hogwarts, a History that You-Know-Who was with Lily Evans, also. I read that he abused her." Hagrid grinned.
"I see you have been researching, hm?" he nodded, "yes, he did. He forced her. She was not willing. She had love for James, and only James. "
"Hagrid?" she asked him.
"yes?"
"Who is going to be the Headmaster now?"
"Professor McGonagall." he replied gruffly.
"Then, who will teach Transfiguration?"
"New teacher?"
"Oh." She turned back to the window.
"Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing? I will love you, until the end of time. Come what may, I will love you, until my dieing day." she whispered to the wind.
"Lets go back to the castle, you need to be sorted again." Hagrid told her, breaking the silence. He grabbed her arm, and pushed gently her out the door. They walked up to the castle in silence. They marched into the Headmasters office, and Hagrid pulled the sorting hat down from its shelf.
"Sit." he ordered. She sat. He set the hat down on her head. It still slipped over her eyes.
"No contest this time, Abbot. I hope to NEVER read your thoughts again. Hufflepuff." it told her.
"There now," Hagrid told her, after watching her sigh, the password is fruit bowl. You know where the common room is. Off you get now!" she scrambled out of the room, and down to the Hufflepuff room. She ran up the stairs, and into her old Dormitory.
"Susan!" she hissed into the night.
"Wha'?" asked a groogy Susan, "HANNAH! What are you doing here?"
"Sleeping?" Hannah joked.
"Oh. I'm glad that your back, Hannah, I missed you.
"I missed you to! Good Night!"
"Night..."
A/n: that chap. Was kinda long, huh? Okay, I haven't checked, but I don't think that I got any reviews for chapter 14.....(((((:'( oh well. If this makes no sense to you, basically, Hannah was put into Hufflepuff, because of her loyalty to her friends. She missed her brother. Susan is Susan Bones, the sequel is about her. Yea, so...I hope that you like it!
~Shadun
P.S. what Hannah whispers to the wind is from Come What May, a song in Moulin Rouge. I do not own Moulin Rouge, or Come What May. (That was a disclaimer, to all of those really dim people)
"Hagird!" she screamed, still pounding, "Hagrid! Please open this doo-" the huge door swung open, and a huge figure filled the door, blocking all the light from within.
"Hannah!" he bellowed, "nice 'ter see you!"
"nice to see you to, Hagrid," she said as calmly as she could, "can I come in?"
"'o corse, 'o corse!" he said jovially, stepping aside as to let her in. She walked into the warmly lit room, and sat down on the lumpy couch. "So, what did you wanna ask me?" Tears were falling down, making her cheeks more and more rosy. Hagrid's joyful face suddenly fell.
"He's gone, Hagrid," she croaked.
"Who?" Hagrid asked kindly.
"Ha-Harr-Harry!" she sobbed, "and Ginny, and-and-and Ron!" Hagrid gasped.
"Anyone else, Hannah?" she nodded.
"Hermione," she growled, "and Dumbledore, and Voldemort."
"Dumbledore?!" asked a shocked Hagrid, "Dumbledore's gone?" Hannah nodded. "Hogwarts will fall."
"NO!" she said, a little too strong, "Hogwarts was in danger, always. Dumbledore was a threat to us. He was in league with Vol-" she stopped short, and looked at Hagrid. He was preparing him self to hear the name, "You-Know-Who." she watched him relax, "same with Hermione."
"How did you survive?" he asked, almost not wanting to hear the answer. She smiled smugly.
"I found that you can make some really good friends. The tow of us were trapped, watching Harry die. Ginny and I were trying to go up to Dumbledore's office, we didn't know then that he was evil. McGonagall told us off. We came up with a plan-"
"How?" asked Hagrid, "how did you escape?"
"Frank Longbottom," she told him matter-of-factly, sounding much like Hermione.
"But, Frank...isn't he dead?"
"He came back to us, as a shadow. He said something like, 'when you are dead and someone needs you desperately, you become a shadow. More then a ghost and memory.' That was when I understood. Hagrid," she said meaningfully, "I killed Hermione and Dumbledore, and You-Know-Who. It was me!" she cried. "I killed my brother. And his best friend. And the girl who loved Harry more then ever. It was me!"
"Come now Hannah. You can't kill six people in one night, and still be sane."
"But I DID!"
"How?" he challenged. She told him everything. She told him how she was planning to kill Harry herself. How when she got there, she learned that Tom was Hermione's father. How She watched her father torture her brother. How, when she asked Hermione if killing someone was justice, Hermione killed Ginny. How Dumbledore was going to kill her, but Ron jumped in front of her. How she asked for the three to kill her together, on three. How she killed the three with one curse. One deadly curse.
When she was done, she wiped her tears, and stood. Hannah walked over to the window, and looked out. At the forbidden forest. Hagrid heaved himself out of his chair, and lumbered over to a small table. He whispered something, and it was turned into a file cabinet. He pulled out a folder, and flipped through it. A frown on his face. He set that one back, and picked another one out. This one, he laid on the table, and looked at it carefully.
"AH!" he exclaimed.
"What?" asked Hannah.
"It looks like you need to be sorted again!"
"But-but, my father..."
"Is James Potter. Hermione's father is He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. You are in no way related to him. You did not kill your father."
"But, Hermione's parents are muggles," she wondered aloud.
"No, her mother was a muggle. She was with You-Know-Who, and when she learned that he was a wizard, she left him. She, by that time, was pregnant with Hermione. She found true love, and married a true muggle. They raised Hermione as their own."
"But..."
"What Hannah?"
"I read in Hogwarts, a History that You-Know-Who was with Lily Evans, also. I read that he abused her." Hagrid grinned.
"I see you have been researching, hm?" he nodded, "yes, he did. He forced her. She was not willing. She had love for James, and only James. "
"Hagrid?" she asked him.
"yes?"
"Who is going to be the Headmaster now?"
"Professor McGonagall." he replied gruffly.
"Then, who will teach Transfiguration?"
"New teacher?"
"Oh." She turned back to the window.
"Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing? I will love you, until the end of time. Come what may, I will love you, until my dieing day." she whispered to the wind.
"Lets go back to the castle, you need to be sorted again." Hagrid told her, breaking the silence. He grabbed her arm, and pushed gently her out the door. They walked up to the castle in silence. They marched into the Headmasters office, and Hagrid pulled the sorting hat down from its shelf.
"Sit." he ordered. She sat. He set the hat down on her head. It still slipped over her eyes.
"No contest this time, Abbot. I hope to NEVER read your thoughts again. Hufflepuff." it told her.
"There now," Hagrid told her, after watching her sigh, the password is fruit bowl. You know where the common room is. Off you get now!" she scrambled out of the room, and down to the Hufflepuff room. She ran up the stairs, and into her old Dormitory.
"Susan!" she hissed into the night.
"Wha'?" asked a groogy Susan, "HANNAH! What are you doing here?"
"Sleeping?" Hannah joked.
"Oh. I'm glad that your back, Hannah, I missed you.
"I missed you to! Good Night!"
"Night..."
A/n: that chap. Was kinda long, huh? Okay, I haven't checked, but I don't think that I got any reviews for chapter 14.....(((((:'( oh well. If this makes no sense to you, basically, Hannah was put into Hufflepuff, because of her loyalty to her friends. She missed her brother. Susan is Susan Bones, the sequel is about her. Yea, so...I hope that you like it!
~Shadun
P.S. what Hannah whispers to the wind is from Come What May, a song in Moulin Rouge. I do not own Moulin Rouge, or Come What May. (That was a disclaimer, to all of those really dim people)