Near Imperfection- Chapter Three: Calling One Calling All
By: Jade Maxwell
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form. Making no
money off of it either!
Warning: Cho/Hermione fem slash and one-sided Ginny/Hermione and
Pansy/Hermione and a surprise kiss from an unlikely source; hints at
Draco/Harry slash, angst, ooc, and sap.
Notes: I was doing a search for Cho/Hermione/Cho fem slash and found no
stories so this will be my second one. The first one I wrote was an odd
little fiction titled 'Fulfilling Nothing'. I was listening to these J-rock
tapes Hyatt recorded for me and I was listening to Saliva as well while
writing this chapter.
Summary: Hermione in her seventh year is being drowned with her new
workload, as well as being a Perfect. What does she do when she finds out
her best friend, Harry, is seeing another man and that man is Draco Malfoy:
archival and son of a Death Eater? And she can't tell anyone for his sake
and Draco's sake. The pressure is on and then a most unexpected person
helps her through it...or does she add more pressure?
More Notes: "Talking"
: Thinking :
Writing
-- Readng --
Kissing thy lips Brings a small butterfly to my gut It's whispering wings brushing against the lining of the stomach. This is the way it feels to brush my own winged lips against thee's.
That is just a taste of what it felt like to take Pansy Parkinson into my arms last night. She was magnificent with the right gentle prodding. I smile as I think of her and how different she was from Ginny. Don't get me wrong, Ginny used to be great as well. Something new and exciting and forbidden, but lately she has lost her appeal. While Pansy still holds this bright torch inside that burns my fingertips. Oh, I can't stop thinking about her; she is faintly voluptuous under all those robes you know. Nothing like how I originally thought.
Silky skin flushed with reverent admiration. Pale breasts where the sun couldn't reach its spidery tentacles to during the summer. Oh, and she is a true blonde too. To think I'm blushing as I write all of this down.
Eek! Lavender just got back got to go before she gets curious!
Hermione cast a simple locking spell on the diary then stuffed it under her pillow. A tint of a smile still on her face as she glanced at Lavender. Who was doing her best not to blush under the scrutiny of the brown-haired woman's gaze. For not only the young men of the Gryffindor House had crushes on Hermione. Many girls did as well. This group included one Lavender Brown.
"Good morning Lavender, how was your night?" Hermione lounged on her bed, quite comfortable to only be wearing a short red silk robe. Leaving long slender legs to sprawl out as they pleased.
"O-oh it was frustrating. I was working on this essay for Divination about Celtic Runes." She smiled nervously; finding her eyes continuously traveling over Hermione's exposed flesh.
"Celtic Runes? What was so difficult that made it frustrating for you Lav?" She asked, using the nickname she had adopted over three years ago for the girl. Not only that, but she seemed genuinely interested in Lavender's homework.
Lavender held up a small, flat black stone with a gold marking painted on it. Hermione got off her bed, mostly to get a better look at the small stone. The other girl had to keep from stuttering at the close proximity of her latest crush. "These runes are mine, I made them myself because they're more potent that way. Many others have made theirs out of wood or metal or different kinds of stones, but I decided on some expensive onyx. My mum sent them for me. You have to have twenty-six of them." She held out an oddly patterned bag, stitched with different fabrics of different colors and the drawstring was decorated with little insignificant charms. "They have to be held in a bag much like this, one that represents the soul of the person that made to stones."
"So, how do you give a reading or whatever with those?" Hermione sat down on Lavender's bed, crossing her legs Indian style. She had an expression of pure interest and Lavender sat across from her.
"Well, like this." She handed the entire bag over to Hermione, who took it carefully, feeling all the stones rub together inside the bag. "Since this is your first time using these runes, you must lie down and hold them against your womb. This is the centralistic area of everyone's energy." The brunette woman raised her eyebrow but lay back against the other girl's pillows. The bag lying on her womb, giving off an abnormal warmth. "Hold it there until I tell you to put your hand in the bag." She nodded and closed her eyes.
Meanwhile, Lavender was having a bit of trouble breathing. Here was the only girl she had ever had a crush on, lying on her bed, holding one of her most treasured items against her lower abdomen. Long, lightly tanned legs crossed at the ankles were spread out, while her fingers had laced themselves over the bag and she had her beautiful brown eyes closed. Lavender swallowed; Hermione looked like she had died and was now becoming an angel. The morbid thought would plague Lavender till the end of the day and she blinked rapidly when she heard her nickname whispered softly.
"Lav?"
"Oh yeah, it's been plenty long enough, now put your hand in the bag and think of the one thing that's plaguing you or whatever. It can be anything that doesn't involve a yes or no question." Hermione nodded and sat up, her shoulder length hair brushing over her shoulders alluringly. "When you feel the stone that feels right to you, draw it out and lay it on the bed. We'll do a simple reading for now." Another nod and then she laid down one of the small black stones.
Lavender looked down at the rune for an indeterminable amount of time, her eyes flickering continuously over the gold stave shape. Then she smiled and raised her head. "This is the EOH rune (1), meaning the Continuity of Life. This rune can help you to feel liberated from the fear of death, and this can be a mental state of death too. It also can help you develop qualities of endurance, connect with the other layers of reality, avoid confusion, find enlightenment, and release all of your inner strengths!" She clapped her hands and then picked the rune up. Showing her what the right way the stave shape is to be looked at.
"Interesting, Lav!" Hermione smiled and looked at the rune curiously. "So why did you have a frustrating time last night working on this? You seem to be a natural."
"Well, that's just it. I love to work with Celtic Runes, but when I have to write my results down it comes out a jumbled mess that makes no sense! Which is why I'm glad its Friday, the project's not due till Monday, or I'd be in trouble." She sighed then put the rune in its bag and moved the bag onto her nightstand.
"Oh shit, what time is it, Lav?" Hermione jumped off of her bed and ran towards her robe closet.
"I have no idea, but pretty early, why?" Lavender raised her eyebrow and Hermione sighed.
"I have a Prefects meeting for breakfast, I cannot afford to be late!" She threw her gray blazer and red and gold tie onto her bed, then threw her skirt and other little items beside it. Finally her badged black robe landed on top of it all. "ARGH, why this morning of all mornings do I get distracted!"
"Hey, be quiet out there, there are some of us who don't get up at freaking 6 in the morning you know!" One of the Patil twins grumbled before obviously snuggling into her blankets again.
Hermione adjusted her robe quickly, for she had always been a fast dresser and then she kissed Lavender's forehead quickly. "Later Lav, I'll see you in Potions!" She smiled then disappeared out of the dorm room, not seeing the surprised blush spreading over the other girl's cheeks.
: Granger, Granger, Granger, you are a piece of work aren't you! : The voice that was always there laughed merrily and Hermione glared at no on in particular. : Can't be late, can't be late! : She passed through the Gryffindor Common Room silently, although she needn't have there was no one there anyway. As she walked through the halls to the Prefects meeting room she couldn't help but smile tightly. Lavender was a pretty girl, so of course Hermione couldn't help herself, but she knew nothing would blossom between them. The smile tightened a bit more and she refused to frown, it wouldn't be good to enter the meeting with a frown. That always made people wary.
.
"Good morning class!" Professor Lupin exclaimed. He had been back for the past two years and everyone was happy that for once there wasn't a new teacher every year. "Everyone say your welcomes to my assistant, Cho Chang. She was once a student at this school. Actually, she graduated just last year." Quite a few people waved respectively while the others beamed at her. She bowed her dark head accepting the welcome with glee. Then she raised back up and her dark eyes met with deep brown.
Hermione blinked as those black orbs caught her appreciative gaze. She had been caught checking Harry's old crush out. Now she couldn't move her eyes from their intense stare. Both had drowned out Professor Lupin's talking and were stuck looking at each other. There was a time when Hermione had never believed in love at first sight, but now she doubted it as she caught a world of something different in the powerful observation. Then, suddenly the stare was gone and Hermione felt cold without it.
The rest of class was spent with her eyes glued to Cho's form as she moved about. Just observing the class. An observation unlike the one she had given Hermione. When she came to watch Hermione work, the brunette woman became nervous and couldn't even draw a straight line if she was forced to.
"Having some trouble, Miss Granger?" Oh, even her voice was powerful. If not more powerful than her gaze. Hermione gulped and turned slightly in her chair.
"Your presence, it makes me, uh, nervous." She grinned nervously; hoping that the other girl would get the hint. Instead, her slender hand laid itself gently on her shoulder and she bent down to look Hermione directly in the face.
"You obviously don't understand this subject, why don't I tutor you?" She smirked lightly and Hermione could feel a blush staining her cheeks without her consent.
"Uh, uh, uh," She swallowed nervously and nodded her head.
"That's what I thought. Meet me in my office after dinner. I'm sure you can find it without too much difficulty." Then she stood up, her hand grazing over her shoulder before moving on to the other students. Hermione blinked, looked at her parchment, blinked again then decided she was losing her mind. : She was not hitting on you, Granger. No, of course not, she was just offering help because I don't understand a subject. Actually, I was so busy watching her I didn't even hear what we were going over today. : Her head fell into her hands and she sighed. Life was becoming very difficult.
"Difficulties can result in many nice things."
This is from the book Rune Power, the Secret Knowledge of the Wise Ones by Kenneth Meadows. I study runes, which is why I put this in here. That and, well, I love runes! If you wish to know more about this rune itself you can e-mail me or ask me to e-mail you in a review.
Well, there we go! Chapter three done and out! Hopefully I get some reviews! It'll make me more willing to finish the story!
Kissing thy lips Brings a small butterfly to my gut It's whispering wings brushing against the lining of the stomach. This is the way it feels to brush my own winged lips against thee's.
That is just a taste of what it felt like to take Pansy Parkinson into my arms last night. She was magnificent with the right gentle prodding. I smile as I think of her and how different she was from Ginny. Don't get me wrong, Ginny used to be great as well. Something new and exciting and forbidden, but lately she has lost her appeal. While Pansy still holds this bright torch inside that burns my fingertips. Oh, I can't stop thinking about her; she is faintly voluptuous under all those robes you know. Nothing like how I originally thought.
Silky skin flushed with reverent admiration. Pale breasts where the sun couldn't reach its spidery tentacles to during the summer. Oh, and she is a true blonde too. To think I'm blushing as I write all of this down.
Eek! Lavender just got back got to go before she gets curious!
Hermione cast a simple locking spell on the diary then stuffed it under her pillow. A tint of a smile still on her face as she glanced at Lavender. Who was doing her best not to blush under the scrutiny of the brown-haired woman's gaze. For not only the young men of the Gryffindor House had crushes on Hermione. Many girls did as well. This group included one Lavender Brown.
"Good morning Lavender, how was your night?" Hermione lounged on her bed, quite comfortable to only be wearing a short red silk robe. Leaving long slender legs to sprawl out as they pleased.
"O-oh it was frustrating. I was working on this essay for Divination about Celtic Runes." She smiled nervously; finding her eyes continuously traveling over Hermione's exposed flesh.
"Celtic Runes? What was so difficult that made it frustrating for you Lav?" She asked, using the nickname she had adopted over three years ago for the girl. Not only that, but she seemed genuinely interested in Lavender's homework.
Lavender held up a small, flat black stone with a gold marking painted on it. Hermione got off her bed, mostly to get a better look at the small stone. The other girl had to keep from stuttering at the close proximity of her latest crush. "These runes are mine, I made them myself because they're more potent that way. Many others have made theirs out of wood or metal or different kinds of stones, but I decided on some expensive onyx. My mum sent them for me. You have to have twenty-six of them." She held out an oddly patterned bag, stitched with different fabrics of different colors and the drawstring was decorated with little insignificant charms. "They have to be held in a bag much like this, one that represents the soul of the person that made to stones."
"So, how do you give a reading or whatever with those?" Hermione sat down on Lavender's bed, crossing her legs Indian style. She had an expression of pure interest and Lavender sat across from her.
"Well, like this." She handed the entire bag over to Hermione, who took it carefully, feeling all the stones rub together inside the bag. "Since this is your first time using these runes, you must lie down and hold them against your womb. This is the centralistic area of everyone's energy." The brunette woman raised her eyebrow but lay back against the other girl's pillows. The bag lying on her womb, giving off an abnormal warmth. "Hold it there until I tell you to put your hand in the bag." She nodded and closed her eyes.
Meanwhile, Lavender was having a bit of trouble breathing. Here was the only girl she had ever had a crush on, lying on her bed, holding one of her most treasured items against her lower abdomen. Long, lightly tanned legs crossed at the ankles were spread out, while her fingers had laced themselves over the bag and she had her beautiful brown eyes closed. Lavender swallowed; Hermione looked like she had died and was now becoming an angel. The morbid thought would plague Lavender till the end of the day and she blinked rapidly when she heard her nickname whispered softly.
"Lav?"
"Oh yeah, it's been plenty long enough, now put your hand in the bag and think of the one thing that's plaguing you or whatever. It can be anything that doesn't involve a yes or no question." Hermione nodded and sat up, her shoulder length hair brushing over her shoulders alluringly. "When you feel the stone that feels right to you, draw it out and lay it on the bed. We'll do a simple reading for now." Another nod and then she laid down one of the small black stones.
Lavender looked down at the rune for an indeterminable amount of time, her eyes flickering continuously over the gold stave shape. Then she smiled and raised her head. "This is the EOH rune (1), meaning the Continuity of Life. This rune can help you to feel liberated from the fear of death, and this can be a mental state of death too. It also can help you develop qualities of endurance, connect with the other layers of reality, avoid confusion, find enlightenment, and release all of your inner strengths!" She clapped her hands and then picked the rune up. Showing her what the right way the stave shape is to be looked at.
"Interesting, Lav!" Hermione smiled and looked at the rune curiously. "So why did you have a frustrating time last night working on this? You seem to be a natural."
"Well, that's just it. I love to work with Celtic Runes, but when I have to write my results down it comes out a jumbled mess that makes no sense! Which is why I'm glad its Friday, the project's not due till Monday, or I'd be in trouble." She sighed then put the rune in its bag and moved the bag onto her nightstand.
"Oh shit, what time is it, Lav?" Hermione jumped off of her bed and ran towards her robe closet.
"I have no idea, but pretty early, why?" Lavender raised her eyebrow and Hermione sighed.
"I have a Prefects meeting for breakfast, I cannot afford to be late!" She threw her gray blazer and red and gold tie onto her bed, then threw her skirt and other little items beside it. Finally her badged black robe landed on top of it all. "ARGH, why this morning of all mornings do I get distracted!"
"Hey, be quiet out there, there are some of us who don't get up at freaking 6 in the morning you know!" One of the Patil twins grumbled before obviously snuggling into her blankets again.
Hermione adjusted her robe quickly, for she had always been a fast dresser and then she kissed Lavender's forehead quickly. "Later Lav, I'll see you in Potions!" She smiled then disappeared out of the dorm room, not seeing the surprised blush spreading over the other girl's cheeks.
: Granger, Granger, Granger, you are a piece of work aren't you! : The voice that was always there laughed merrily and Hermione glared at no on in particular. : Can't be late, can't be late! : She passed through the Gryffindor Common Room silently, although she needn't have there was no one there anyway. As she walked through the halls to the Prefects meeting room she couldn't help but smile tightly. Lavender was a pretty girl, so of course Hermione couldn't help herself, but she knew nothing would blossom between them. The smile tightened a bit more and she refused to frown, it wouldn't be good to enter the meeting with a frown. That always made people wary.
.
"Good morning class!" Professor Lupin exclaimed. He had been back for the past two years and everyone was happy that for once there wasn't a new teacher every year. "Everyone say your welcomes to my assistant, Cho Chang. She was once a student at this school. Actually, she graduated just last year." Quite a few people waved respectively while the others beamed at her. She bowed her dark head accepting the welcome with glee. Then she raised back up and her dark eyes met with deep brown.
Hermione blinked as those black orbs caught her appreciative gaze. She had been caught checking Harry's old crush out. Now she couldn't move her eyes from their intense stare. Both had drowned out Professor Lupin's talking and were stuck looking at each other. There was a time when Hermione had never believed in love at first sight, but now she doubted it as she caught a world of something different in the powerful observation. Then, suddenly the stare was gone and Hermione felt cold without it.
The rest of class was spent with her eyes glued to Cho's form as she moved about. Just observing the class. An observation unlike the one she had given Hermione. When she came to watch Hermione work, the brunette woman became nervous and couldn't even draw a straight line if she was forced to.
"Having some trouble, Miss Granger?" Oh, even her voice was powerful. If not more powerful than her gaze. Hermione gulped and turned slightly in her chair.
"Your presence, it makes me, uh, nervous." She grinned nervously; hoping that the other girl would get the hint. Instead, her slender hand laid itself gently on her shoulder and she bent down to look Hermione directly in the face.
"You obviously don't understand this subject, why don't I tutor you?" She smirked lightly and Hermione could feel a blush staining her cheeks without her consent.
"Uh, uh, uh," She swallowed nervously and nodded her head.
"That's what I thought. Meet me in my office after dinner. I'm sure you can find it without too much difficulty." Then she stood up, her hand grazing over her shoulder before moving on to the other students. Hermione blinked, looked at her parchment, blinked again then decided she was losing her mind. : She was not hitting on you, Granger. No, of course not, she was just offering help because I don't understand a subject. Actually, I was so busy watching her I didn't even hear what we were going over today. : Her head fell into her hands and she sighed. Life was becoming very difficult.
"Difficulties can result in many nice things."
This is from the book Rune Power, the Secret Knowledge of the Wise Ones by Kenneth Meadows. I study runes, which is why I put this in here. That and, well, I love runes! If you wish to know more about this rune itself you can e-mail me or ask me to e-mail you in a review.
Well, there we go! Chapter three done and out! Hopefully I get some reviews! It'll make me more willing to finish the story!
