Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers.
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AN- Set a year after Wraith Isenguard. Ron and Hermione aren't married,
yet. Yey! I was walking down the street that was voted the best street in
Britain today. Grey Street Newcastle! Yippee! Geordies rock! Especially
when Newcastle United beat Sunderland 2-0. I know it's only football! Or
Soccer depending where you live, but I mean a derby game like that! Whoa!
Ok, I'll calm down. I'm not usually into football (Soccer).
AN2- I wrote that so long ago! Anyway sorry that it has taken me so long to write this- things kept getting in the way. Like the booking of preview tickets to Chamber of Secrets! Yay! * It was a bright, clear and crisp October morning. A young woman rushed through the grounds of the Auror's Institute. She was pretty, with an English-rose sort of look about her. Her skin was creamy and smooth with a healthy rosy look in her cheeks. Her waist length brown hair was worn in a braid that hung down her shoulder, a few curls escaped to frame her face. Her coffee-brown eyes were large and crowned by long luxurious dark eyelashes. She was fairly tall and slim.
Hermione Granger had many reasons to be excited. One of them was that she was engaged and due to be married, in December. Another was that she was moving into a beautiful Tudor manor house with her fiancée the next day. But this was not her reason for rushing through the grounds at break neck speed, no indeed; there was another reason for her excitement.
She was so caught up in her exhilaration that she bumped right into a trainee auror.
"Sorry!" She said smiling brightly.
The girl who she had bumped into scowled. The girl was taller than Hermione, a lot taller, and skinny. Hermione registered the girl's exotic appearance; she was beautiful and yet had a strange harshness about her. She had lovely olive skin, thick black hair that hung down as far as Hermione's and had a natural shine to it. Her eyes were slightly disturbing; they were grey, blue and purple all at the same time.
"Don't mind Kalia. She's a little temperamental." Another trainee, Hermione gasped out load when she saw him. He was obviously the girl's twin.
(AN- Kalia pronounced, Kay-li-a)
"Oh." Was all Hermione could manage. The boy however grinned, flirtatiously.
"I know; we are a little overwhelming aren't we!" He said.
"Pare!" A voice boomed, a very familiar voice. It was Hermione's turn to grin, triumphantly rather than flirtatiously though.
"What?" The twins asked.
"Kellum Pare!" A very familiar voice said and Hermione grinned, "Stop flirting with my fiancée and get back to work!"
Kellum Pare looked very sheepish as he said, "Yes sir!"
Hermione looked up to find Ron walking towards her, looking curious.
"Why are you over here?" He asked.
"OH Ron! I've done it! And I'm not drained! I came to tell you!" She said excitedly.
"Merlin's Protection Spell?" Ron asked stunned.
"Yes!"
"Wow 'Mione! That's brilliant!" Ron exclaimed, sweeping her into a hug and kissing her rather hurriedly. This she would have enjoyed if it were not for the fact that she was extremely conscious of the group of trainees staring and Kalia Pare glaring.
"Look I have to go and tell the boss. I'll see you tonight." Hermione said, knowing that her face must have been as red as a beetroot.
"Ok, bye!" He said, turning back to the astounded group of trainees.
*
The next morning was a flurry of activity. Although the new furniture had already been installed in the house and the old furniture sold, there was still an awful lot of possession transporting and anxious book packing to be done.
By half twelve, Hermione and Ron had handed over the keys to the old flat and stood outside with their best friends, Eilonwy and Harry.
"Come on! I can't wait to see it!" Eilonwy squealed.
Hermione laughed, Harry and Eilonwy had only just come back from a holiday in Eilonwy's kingdom, Herolia. Eilonwy was the Princess there; she was to give her, her full title, the Second Princess Eilonwy Restacia Morgana third in line for the throne of Herolia. She usually hated going hoe- her parents would go on and on at her about how she was abusing her royalty by working in the human world but somehow, being accompanied by Harry her new boyfriend had made it a lot more bearable.
Harry of course was none other than the great Harry Potter. The boy who lived!
They apparated together the sensation of apparition, of not knowing if you had been successful passed quickly. When the four of them appeared with a pop they stood outside the renovated manor house.
"It's beautiful!" Eilonwy breathed.
"I know, come on! Come inside!" Hermione said and led them all through to the kitchen.
It was a large, spacious room. It may have looked very clinical and unfriendly where it not for the half packed boxes that lay on the floor or the brightly coloured table cloth that Hermione had flung over the large round wooden table. The great fireplace looked sad and unused when they first entered the room, but with a flick of his wand, Ron brought fire to it- light- and warmth.
When they were seated and held steaming mugs of tea in their hands, Eilonwy said:
"Who would have thought? Jacob had such a nice house here and it was just going to rot!"
"I know," Hermione replied quietly. Her experiences with the evil vampire, who had gained her trust, were by no means expelled from her mind, which made her wonder whether or not moving into his house was a good idea. But it was so beautiful and anyway the house itself seemed to have a strange hold over her.
They explored the house together. The light faded, early- a signal that winter was growing ever closer.
"We better go back home Harry." Eilonwy said, as they stood in the library room. Harry stood staring out of the window, "Are you all right?" Eilonwy asked, noticing the vacant but alarmed expression on his face.
"Yes." Harry replied.
"Are you sure mate? You look as if you've seen a ghost!" Ron asked.
"It's just.. No they must all look the same. But still this house. everything is so familiar."
Eilonwy looked at him alarmed. Ron and Hermione looked at each other- what was their friend talking about?
"Come on E, we better go," Harry said, drawing the attention away from himself.
When they had gone, Hermione turned to Ron, worried.
"Harry hasn't talked like that in a long time." She started.
"I know. it's strange, but his voice, his expressions.. Well.." Ron trailed off.
"Yes?" Hermione pressed.
"It was just like when he used to talk about you-know..ok-Voldemort!"
Hermione gasped. She felt in her jeans pocket for something she had received that morning. She handed Ron the crumpled piece of paper, who read it and paled.
"What's this, who is X2?" He asked.
"I don't know." Hermione replied, "But it's starting to get scary!" *
AN- I have been helping my friends set up a Hogwarts RPG, which had kept me busy and stopped me from getting on with this. About the RPG- if you're interested in that sort of stuff- please join ours, it's simple but well run- the URL is:
http://disc.server.com/Indices/198244.html
AN2- I wrote that so long ago! Anyway sorry that it has taken me so long to write this- things kept getting in the way. Like the booking of preview tickets to Chamber of Secrets! Yay! * It was a bright, clear and crisp October morning. A young woman rushed through the grounds of the Auror's Institute. She was pretty, with an English-rose sort of look about her. Her skin was creamy and smooth with a healthy rosy look in her cheeks. Her waist length brown hair was worn in a braid that hung down her shoulder, a few curls escaped to frame her face. Her coffee-brown eyes were large and crowned by long luxurious dark eyelashes. She was fairly tall and slim.
Hermione Granger had many reasons to be excited. One of them was that she was engaged and due to be married, in December. Another was that she was moving into a beautiful Tudor manor house with her fiancée the next day. But this was not her reason for rushing through the grounds at break neck speed, no indeed; there was another reason for her excitement.
She was so caught up in her exhilaration that she bumped right into a trainee auror.
"Sorry!" She said smiling brightly.
The girl who she had bumped into scowled. The girl was taller than Hermione, a lot taller, and skinny. Hermione registered the girl's exotic appearance; she was beautiful and yet had a strange harshness about her. She had lovely olive skin, thick black hair that hung down as far as Hermione's and had a natural shine to it. Her eyes were slightly disturbing; they were grey, blue and purple all at the same time.
"Don't mind Kalia. She's a little temperamental." Another trainee, Hermione gasped out load when she saw him. He was obviously the girl's twin.
(AN- Kalia pronounced, Kay-li-a)
"Oh." Was all Hermione could manage. The boy however grinned, flirtatiously.
"I know; we are a little overwhelming aren't we!" He said.
"Pare!" A voice boomed, a very familiar voice. It was Hermione's turn to grin, triumphantly rather than flirtatiously though.
"What?" The twins asked.
"Kellum Pare!" A very familiar voice said and Hermione grinned, "Stop flirting with my fiancée and get back to work!"
Kellum Pare looked very sheepish as he said, "Yes sir!"
Hermione looked up to find Ron walking towards her, looking curious.
"Why are you over here?" He asked.
"OH Ron! I've done it! And I'm not drained! I came to tell you!" She said excitedly.
"Merlin's Protection Spell?" Ron asked stunned.
"Yes!"
"Wow 'Mione! That's brilliant!" Ron exclaimed, sweeping her into a hug and kissing her rather hurriedly. This she would have enjoyed if it were not for the fact that she was extremely conscious of the group of trainees staring and Kalia Pare glaring.
"Look I have to go and tell the boss. I'll see you tonight." Hermione said, knowing that her face must have been as red as a beetroot.
"Ok, bye!" He said, turning back to the astounded group of trainees.
*
The next morning was a flurry of activity. Although the new furniture had already been installed in the house and the old furniture sold, there was still an awful lot of possession transporting and anxious book packing to be done.
By half twelve, Hermione and Ron had handed over the keys to the old flat and stood outside with their best friends, Eilonwy and Harry.
"Come on! I can't wait to see it!" Eilonwy squealed.
Hermione laughed, Harry and Eilonwy had only just come back from a holiday in Eilonwy's kingdom, Herolia. Eilonwy was the Princess there; she was to give her, her full title, the Second Princess Eilonwy Restacia Morgana third in line for the throne of Herolia. She usually hated going hoe- her parents would go on and on at her about how she was abusing her royalty by working in the human world but somehow, being accompanied by Harry her new boyfriend had made it a lot more bearable.
Harry of course was none other than the great Harry Potter. The boy who lived!
They apparated together the sensation of apparition, of not knowing if you had been successful passed quickly. When the four of them appeared with a pop they stood outside the renovated manor house.
"It's beautiful!" Eilonwy breathed.
"I know, come on! Come inside!" Hermione said and led them all through to the kitchen.
It was a large, spacious room. It may have looked very clinical and unfriendly where it not for the half packed boxes that lay on the floor or the brightly coloured table cloth that Hermione had flung over the large round wooden table. The great fireplace looked sad and unused when they first entered the room, but with a flick of his wand, Ron brought fire to it- light- and warmth.
When they were seated and held steaming mugs of tea in their hands, Eilonwy said:
"Who would have thought? Jacob had such a nice house here and it was just going to rot!"
"I know," Hermione replied quietly. Her experiences with the evil vampire, who had gained her trust, were by no means expelled from her mind, which made her wonder whether or not moving into his house was a good idea. But it was so beautiful and anyway the house itself seemed to have a strange hold over her.
They explored the house together. The light faded, early- a signal that winter was growing ever closer.
"We better go back home Harry." Eilonwy said, as they stood in the library room. Harry stood staring out of the window, "Are you all right?" Eilonwy asked, noticing the vacant but alarmed expression on his face.
"Yes." Harry replied.
"Are you sure mate? You look as if you've seen a ghost!" Ron asked.
"It's just.. No they must all look the same. But still this house. everything is so familiar."
Eilonwy looked at him alarmed. Ron and Hermione looked at each other- what was their friend talking about?
"Come on E, we better go," Harry said, drawing the attention away from himself.
When they had gone, Hermione turned to Ron, worried.
"Harry hasn't talked like that in a long time." She started.
"I know. it's strange, but his voice, his expressions.. Well.." Ron trailed off.
"Yes?" Hermione pressed.
"It was just like when he used to talk about you-know..ok-Voldemort!"
Hermione gasped. She felt in her jeans pocket for something she had received that morning. She handed Ron the crumpled piece of paper, who read it and paled.
"What's this, who is X2?" He asked.
"I don't know." Hermione replied, "But it's starting to get scary!" *
AN- I have been helping my friends set up a Hogwarts RPG, which had kept me busy and stopped me from getting on with this. About the RPG- if you're interested in that sort of stuff- please join ours, it's simple but well run- the URL is:
http://disc.server.com/Indices/198244.html