How The Stars Fall
Chapter 3: Suprises
Campiongal
2-12-03
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Hermione was about to release the locking spell upon her door, allowing only her to enter, when someone burst through it. "Ron! Ginny!" Hermione cried in delight! " I'm so happy your both here! Where did you come from? How long are you here? Did you bring Harry? How is-" But Hermione was cut off by Ron's arms around her.
"Hermione, slow down, I promise plenty of Q&A time later!" Ron's head rested gently on top of hers, and her head was laid gently against his chest. "My dad had some ministry work to discuss with Dumbledore, and when you told us you would be here, we thought it would be the perfect opportunity to come by and see you!"
Hermione was blushing. She thanked heaven no one could see it. Ron had become quite the young gentleman. Very popular, he was funny, had been making fairly decent grades, and being one of the new beaters on the team helped him get the strong built figure he now possessed. But Ron was blushing too. Hermione was possibly the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, and it was well known that many guys were at all times seeking after her. But Harry and Ron had been able to sort most of this out. Harry, rapidly approaching six feet, was still the schools favorite seeker, and now Quidditch captain.
"'Mione!" Ginny rushed in to the hug, forming now what looked like a swirl of red and brown. Ginny's hair had grown out quite a bit over the years, and just at the end it seemed to fall into the perfect amount of curl. She, too, was very beautiful. "We are so glad dad let us come! Can I stay in your room? Harry gave us a letter for you! Says he'll be writing a bunch! Dad says I might be able to stay a whole week! Ron might too! And now that-" another interruption came from ron.
Letting his arms loose he looked down at the two most important women in his life. Since his mothers murder the year before, he couldn't imagine what life would be without Ginny to preserve their mum's good spirit. Ginny was so perfect to him. He could only expect the best from her, especially since her joining of the quidditch team last year. And then there was Hermione. Hermione. Another one of the girls he loved. She was smart, funny, kind to everyone. He didn't see any fault in her.
"Hermione, Ginny! We have all afternoon to talk, so lets do that." He opened the door to go down to a lounge area, but who they found in the doorway, was another surprise.
"Draco, Malfoy! What are you doing coming anywhere near 'Moines room!?" Ron was mad. More than mad. If this bloody bastard laid a finger on Hermione, he would be 'forced' to get violent.
"Ronald Weasley? What? Thrown out of your home, and had to come live here?" Draco was peeved enough. Now he had to seduce Hermione to rid himself of being a death eater. What could be worse. Oh, right, this red headed dunder-head gets thrown in the mix. "I don't suppose Granger he will be staying with you? If you make as much noise as you do when you talk I'll be up all Night!"
This was Ginny's cue for action. She puched him good and hard twice in the stomach and once in the eye. "If you ever talk about Hermione or my brother that way again, I'll have a dragon whip shipped over here express, and I have good mind to use it!" Ginny Weasley was every bit her mother as she said this. Ron was proud. He then assisted his sister in pushing him out the door.
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"Mr. Weasley. I would ask you if you wanted a drink. But you won't. And I'd offer you a seat. But you won't take it. Though I really wish you would. This meeting could get rather long and tiring, the way I go on about things." Dumbledore walked the length of a long table in an meeting room, just above his office. Minerva was present as well. As was the always faithful Faux. "Mr. Weasley. I suppose the Ministry sent you because they know you to be faithful, and true to our work. I also suppose the minister didn't come himself because of the ever-present danger, subject newly to his family."
Mr. Weasly could only nod, and take five thick scrolls out of his back, and hand them to Dumbledore. "I'd really like to keep my two student- childeren here, sir. But I do not know if I can afford it, since, last years." he choked, but managed to continue, " death in the family, I do not know Ho I can pay for it. But I'd also like them to get Jobs, they are, after all, of working age." Mr. Weasley trailed off. Thinking of his children here, alone, and without him. Working. He didn't know if he or they would survive this year in this world. It all only seemed too much.
Dumbledore seemed to read these thoughts. "Mr. Weasley. I know you are indeed a very busy man, at the ministry, but, We were hoping to add in another class this year. Muggle Artifact Studies, and, perhaps if you like, in being the teacher, we would be able to pay you a reasonable wage, and house, school, and feed your family, for free, because you would be an administrator. And of course because you would only be teaching one class, there would be time for you to do ministry work on the side. You could start in about a month. That would give you enough time to get your affairs in order, would it not?" Dumbledore knew it would come to this eventually. Housing the Weasley's was inevitable, at least, until they came upon more money, and this could help them out, substancially.
Mr. Weasly was shocked, delighted, happy, nauseous, and anxious, all at once. The look on his face, Minerva would never forget, and remember not to recall. "Albus. I would be most honored to work here, and, I will take the children home immediately, to start packing, selling, and, start a lesson plan!" He had never been so excited in his whole life, but then he remembered what was contained in the papers he brought to albus, and a dark cloud loomed over him again.
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After the event with malfoy, the group decided it best to just stay in Hermione's room. After all, no doubt Pansy would be upon them within minuets, griping, whining, scrstching, and being every bit annoying as possible, for what pain Ginny had inflicted upon the oh-so-precious Draco.
Hermione was laying down on her stomach, next to Ron and Ginny, both on their backs. She kicked her feet up in the air as they told her of the summer adventures they were having, and how the twins had left them plenty of things to do. Fred and George were off visiting Charley in Romania, who had just discovered a new was to fire steel.
Ron rolled over onto his stomach, and into Hermione, who giggled as she rolled onto her back, then flipped herself over again. They found themselves very near each other this way, and it was only slightly uncomfortable. They continued to just stare at each-other for the moment, until Ron's lips rested softly against hers.
Hermione was the first to pull away, due to the giggles she could hear coming from Ginny. Ron's arm was around her now. And she couldn't believe what had just happened. Ron had Kissed her! Ron kissed her. That had a nice ring to it.
Ron was only slightly peeved with his now evil-laughing little sister. He knew he shouldn't have tried anything while she was around.
"'Moine.I." He was completely lost for words. But not for long.
Mr. Weasly practically broke down Hermione's still un-spelled door. He looked at Ginny, then Ron, Then Hermione. Relised they were all on one bed. And his son had his arm around a girl. Then He became only more confused, angry, excited, sad, and happy. It was a controversy in his mind.
"Dad! What are you doing just breaking and entering?"
"We have to leave this very instant. You can write Hermione. Hello, and good day Hermione. later. We need to be off. You'll be back at the school in one month. I'll be a teacher. Your, still a student. Yes, Still work for the ministry, you'll both get jobs, it will be fantastic. Give 'Moine her letter and lets be off. Now!" And with that said Mr. Weasley was off, and down to his borrowed set of broomsticks, set awaiting him at the entrance to Hogwarts.
Mr. Weasley had said everything so fast. Ron wasn't sure he had heard half of everything his father said. But one thing was for sure. They were leaving. They would be back. Move out. He reached in his pocket and withdrew three neatly tied letter, and gave them to a brightly blushing Hermione. "These are all from Harry. He said He would appreciate you writing back, but He can't promise any returns, as all letters can't go with Hedwig, but will have to be sent back with your mail owl." Ron paused to look at her. Then grabbed his backpack, and instructed his sister to do the same. They might be flying well into the night.
"Goodbye Hermoine. We will be sure to write as soon as we are home, I'm sure father has more to tell us, which means more to tell you." Ginny gave who she though to be a big sister, Hermione, a hug, turned, and walked away. Small tears dangling from her cheeks. She really had wanted to stay. Ron's tears were for the same. Now that he was so close to being with the girl, no, woman, he loved, he was being stolen away again. But he knew he would be back soon enough. He kissed Hermoine's forehead, and then he too left.
This left a shakey, sullen, Hermoine to herself. With a broken door to be repaired, rehinged, and spelled. But her own tears,were for her loss of love. That feeling she so rarely had felt, had been given for an instant between her and Ron, and like with her parents it was stolen away. Again.
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Is anybody crying yet? I sure hope not! There will be at least two more chapters by late evening, and keep in mind this is a Draco/Hermione romance fic. With twists of adventure and action. I have this all planned out, if you would like to know. There will be three books. This is (duh) The first, called "How The Stars Fall" (again, duh!) and next will be "When Stars Collide". How The Stars Fall will take place during the summer, and When Stars Collide is facing the school Year beyond it. The third book, I can't say where or when it takes place because, that would lead to spoilers. I hope to have this first book done at least fairly soon. If I keep updating at least once a day, then probably by the end of February. And all days except Sat. I can promise an update. You see, I'm on break from Boarding school this week, so I will get a majority of the Book done while I'm here, then I will use my laptop up at school to write some longer chapters everyday and put them up once every evening. Now I have rambled enough! On with the story!
-CG
Hermione was about to release the locking spell upon her door, allowing only her to enter, when someone burst through it. "Ron! Ginny!" Hermione cried in delight! " I'm so happy your both here! Where did you come from? How long are you here? Did you bring Harry? How is-" But Hermione was cut off by Ron's arms around her.
"Hermione, slow down, I promise plenty of Q&A time later!" Ron's head rested gently on top of hers, and her head was laid gently against his chest. "My dad had some ministry work to discuss with Dumbledore, and when you told us you would be here, we thought it would be the perfect opportunity to come by and see you!"
Hermione was blushing. She thanked heaven no one could see it. Ron had become quite the young gentleman. Very popular, he was funny, had been making fairly decent grades, and being one of the new beaters on the team helped him get the strong built figure he now possessed. But Ron was blushing too. Hermione was possibly the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, and it was well known that many guys were at all times seeking after her. But Harry and Ron had been able to sort most of this out. Harry, rapidly approaching six feet, was still the schools favorite seeker, and now Quidditch captain.
"'Mione!" Ginny rushed in to the hug, forming now what looked like a swirl of red and brown. Ginny's hair had grown out quite a bit over the years, and just at the end it seemed to fall into the perfect amount of curl. She, too, was very beautiful. "We are so glad dad let us come! Can I stay in your room? Harry gave us a letter for you! Says he'll be writing a bunch! Dad says I might be able to stay a whole week! Ron might too! And now that-" another interruption came from ron.
Letting his arms loose he looked down at the two most important women in his life. Since his mothers murder the year before, he couldn't imagine what life would be without Ginny to preserve their mum's good spirit. Ginny was so perfect to him. He could only expect the best from her, especially since her joining of the quidditch team last year. And then there was Hermione. Hermione. Another one of the girls he loved. She was smart, funny, kind to everyone. He didn't see any fault in her.
"Hermione, Ginny! We have all afternoon to talk, so lets do that." He opened the door to go down to a lounge area, but who they found in the doorway, was another surprise.
"Draco, Malfoy! What are you doing coming anywhere near 'Moines room!?" Ron was mad. More than mad. If this bloody bastard laid a finger on Hermione, he would be 'forced' to get violent.
"Ronald Weasley? What? Thrown out of your home, and had to come live here?" Draco was peeved enough. Now he had to seduce Hermione to rid himself of being a death eater. What could be worse. Oh, right, this red headed dunder-head gets thrown in the mix. "I don't suppose Granger he will be staying with you? If you make as much noise as you do when you talk I'll be up all Night!"
This was Ginny's cue for action. She puched him good and hard twice in the stomach and once in the eye. "If you ever talk about Hermione or my brother that way again, I'll have a dragon whip shipped over here express, and I have good mind to use it!" Ginny Weasley was every bit her mother as she said this. Ron was proud. He then assisted his sister in pushing him out the door.
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"Mr. Weasley. I would ask you if you wanted a drink. But you won't. And I'd offer you a seat. But you won't take it. Though I really wish you would. This meeting could get rather long and tiring, the way I go on about things." Dumbledore walked the length of a long table in an meeting room, just above his office. Minerva was present as well. As was the always faithful Faux. "Mr. Weasley. I suppose the Ministry sent you because they know you to be faithful, and true to our work. I also suppose the minister didn't come himself because of the ever-present danger, subject newly to his family."
Mr. Weasly could only nod, and take five thick scrolls out of his back, and hand them to Dumbledore. "I'd really like to keep my two student- childeren here, sir. But I do not know if I can afford it, since, last years." he choked, but managed to continue, " death in the family, I do not know Ho I can pay for it. But I'd also like them to get Jobs, they are, after all, of working age." Mr. Weasley trailed off. Thinking of his children here, alone, and without him. Working. He didn't know if he or they would survive this year in this world. It all only seemed too much.
Dumbledore seemed to read these thoughts. "Mr. Weasley. I know you are indeed a very busy man, at the ministry, but, We were hoping to add in another class this year. Muggle Artifact Studies, and, perhaps if you like, in being the teacher, we would be able to pay you a reasonable wage, and house, school, and feed your family, for free, because you would be an administrator. And of course because you would only be teaching one class, there would be time for you to do ministry work on the side. You could start in about a month. That would give you enough time to get your affairs in order, would it not?" Dumbledore knew it would come to this eventually. Housing the Weasley's was inevitable, at least, until they came upon more money, and this could help them out, substancially.
Mr. Weasly was shocked, delighted, happy, nauseous, and anxious, all at once. The look on his face, Minerva would never forget, and remember not to recall. "Albus. I would be most honored to work here, and, I will take the children home immediately, to start packing, selling, and, start a lesson plan!" He had never been so excited in his whole life, but then he remembered what was contained in the papers he brought to albus, and a dark cloud loomed over him again.
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After the event with malfoy, the group decided it best to just stay in Hermione's room. After all, no doubt Pansy would be upon them within minuets, griping, whining, scrstching, and being every bit annoying as possible, for what pain Ginny had inflicted upon the oh-so-precious Draco.
Hermione was laying down on her stomach, next to Ron and Ginny, both on their backs. She kicked her feet up in the air as they told her of the summer adventures they were having, and how the twins had left them plenty of things to do. Fred and George were off visiting Charley in Romania, who had just discovered a new was to fire steel.
Ron rolled over onto his stomach, and into Hermione, who giggled as she rolled onto her back, then flipped herself over again. They found themselves very near each other this way, and it was only slightly uncomfortable. They continued to just stare at each-other for the moment, until Ron's lips rested softly against hers.
Hermione was the first to pull away, due to the giggles she could hear coming from Ginny. Ron's arm was around her now. And she couldn't believe what had just happened. Ron had Kissed her! Ron kissed her. That had a nice ring to it.
Ron was only slightly peeved with his now evil-laughing little sister. He knew he shouldn't have tried anything while she was around.
"'Moine.I." He was completely lost for words. But not for long.
Mr. Weasly practically broke down Hermione's still un-spelled door. He looked at Ginny, then Ron, Then Hermione. Relised they were all on one bed. And his son had his arm around a girl. Then He became only more confused, angry, excited, sad, and happy. It was a controversy in his mind.
"Dad! What are you doing just breaking and entering?"
"We have to leave this very instant. You can write Hermione. Hello, and good day Hermione. later. We need to be off. You'll be back at the school in one month. I'll be a teacher. Your, still a student. Yes, Still work for the ministry, you'll both get jobs, it will be fantastic. Give 'Moine her letter and lets be off. Now!" And with that said Mr. Weasley was off, and down to his borrowed set of broomsticks, set awaiting him at the entrance to Hogwarts.
Mr. Weasley had said everything so fast. Ron wasn't sure he had heard half of everything his father said. But one thing was for sure. They were leaving. They would be back. Move out. He reached in his pocket and withdrew three neatly tied letter, and gave them to a brightly blushing Hermione. "These are all from Harry. He said He would appreciate you writing back, but He can't promise any returns, as all letters can't go with Hedwig, but will have to be sent back with your mail owl." Ron paused to look at her. Then grabbed his backpack, and instructed his sister to do the same. They might be flying well into the night.
"Goodbye Hermoine. We will be sure to write as soon as we are home, I'm sure father has more to tell us, which means more to tell you." Ginny gave who she though to be a big sister, Hermione, a hug, turned, and walked away. Small tears dangling from her cheeks. She really had wanted to stay. Ron's tears were for the same. Now that he was so close to being with the girl, no, woman, he loved, he was being stolen away again. But he knew he would be back soon enough. He kissed Hermoine's forehead, and then he too left.
This left a shakey, sullen, Hermoine to herself. With a broken door to be repaired, rehinged, and spelled. But her own tears,were for her loss of love. That feeling she so rarely had felt, had been given for an instant between her and Ron, and like with her parents it was stolen away. Again.
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Is anybody crying yet? I sure hope not! There will be at least two more chapters by late evening, and keep in mind this is a Draco/Hermione romance fic. With twists of adventure and action. I have this all planned out, if you would like to know. There will be three books. This is (duh) The first, called "How The Stars Fall" (again, duh!) and next will be "When Stars Collide". How The Stars Fall will take place during the summer, and When Stars Collide is facing the school Year beyond it. The third book, I can't say where or when it takes place because, that would lead to spoilers. I hope to have this first book done at least fairly soon. If I keep updating at least once a day, then probably by the end of February. And all days except Sat. I can promise an update. You see, I'm on break from Boarding school this week, so I will get a majority of the Book done while I'm here, then I will use my laptop up at school to write some longer chapters everyday and put them up once every evening. Now I have rambled enough! On with the story!
-CG