Chapter Four-Diagon Ally
Summary- It has been about eight months and no one
has heard from Hermione, and it seems as though no one misses her. Harry and Ron have each been married since
school let out and they still bear a grudge for their old friend. Hermione is leading another life, away from
the man who used her and broke her heart, and has a terrible secret. Draco Malfoy is the present heir to the
Malfoy fortune and is unhappily married to Pansy Parkinson Malfoy. He still has haunting dreams of another
love. Around eight months after
graduation, Pansy and Draco come across something extraordinary, which links
them to the last person they had in mind.
Pairing- Ron Wesley and Lavender Brown Weasley, Harry
Potter and Parvati Patil Potter, and at the beginning- Draco Malfoy and Pansy
Parkinson Malfoy, but subject to change.
Spoilers-
Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone,
Harry Potter and
the Chamber of Secrets,
Harry Potter and
the Prisoner of Azkaban,
Harry Potter and
the Goblet of Fire.
Disclaimer-I do not claim to own any of the characters
from the Harry Potter series. They all
belong to Ms. Rowling. Don't sue, I have
a disclaimer and I'm not afraid to use it!
~*~
Previously- Then
Hermione attempted something she knew was stupid to try after being out of
practice for so long- she turned herself into a black panther. She was astonished she could still do it, and
quickly turned herself back, but not before looking in the mirror at how she
looked. A true panther stared back at
her, but instead of the normal yellow/green eyes of a regular cat, Hermione
kept her true color, the golden brown that shimmered when she moved. Back in the form of a woman she set her wand
on her bedside table.
Tomorrow she was going
back to Diagon Ally.
~*~
I won't see your smile
And I won't hear you laugh anymore
Ev'ry night
I won't see you walk through that door
'Cause time wasn't on your side
It isn't right
I can't say I love you
It's too late to tell you
But I really need you to know
Oh, baby
No, I'll never forget you
I'll never let you out of my heart
Oh, you will always be here with me
Oh, I'll hold on to the memories, baby
Baby, can you hear me
Wherever you may be tonight?
Are you near me?
I need you to be by my side
'Cause I never said goodbye
It isn't right
I should have said I love you
Why didn't I just tell you?
God knows I need you to know
Oh, baby
No, I'll never forget you...
Someday, I know you'll be with me
Somewhere, in another time
But, right now, you're gone
You just vanished away
But I'll never leave you behind
No, I'll never forget you
I'll never let you out of my heart
Oh, you will always be here with me
Oh, I'll hold on to the memories
Oh, you will always be dear to me, baby
No, I'll never forget you
I'll never let you out of my heart
Oh, you will always be here with me
Oh, I'll hold on to the memories
-Mariah Carey-
never forget you
~*~
Hermione let go of the breath she had been holding. She was standing in the entryway to Diagon
Ally. In front of her was one of the
most densely magical communities in the world. On her left was Flourish and Botts bookstore.. Hermione smiled, thinking
of how she felt the first time she had stepped into the store. Hermione stepped in and the memories charged
her like a bolt of lighting. She stood
in the doorway for a moment, taking in everything about the place. It smelled like a library. The musty smell of the great assortment of
books and knowledge made Hermione feel as though an out of control cheering
charm had been placed upon her. Her
nerves considerably calmer, she walked through the store touching everything as
she had when she first discovered she was a witch, nearly eighteen years ago.
Looking through everything she noticed a very beautiful
book. It was about the length and width
of her wand and it looked as though the binding and cover was made with a soft
gold, for indeed it was had to the touch, but soft all the same. It was beautifully embroidered with every
shade of read imaginable, plus some, and shimmered as though it wanted to catch
her attention. The lovely red stitching
made brilliant patterns on the cover and back. The front and back cover where joined with golden baby unicorn tail
hairs, woven together in a complex pattern. The very appearance of this particular book was enough to take
Hermione's breath away, eager to see what fantastic things this book stored,
she opened it, one to find many blank pages. "A journal?" She wondered out
loud, and was startled when she heard a voice. "Yes, it is a journal, but not an ordinary one. Hermione turned around and saw the book
keeper was looking at her. "Oh?" Hermione said, interested. "Yes my dear. Have you ever heard of a pensive?" Hermione nodded. "Well it works
quite like that, only no pictures just words. Go ahead and try it. Touch your
want to where you would normally write, and think about something you would
want to write."
Hermione tried this, just as the tip of her wand touched the
silky paper, writing, her writing, appeared. It looked as though an invisible hand was
flying across the page, writing her thoughts as quickly as they entered her
mind. When the writing had stopped, Hermione looked at the previously blank page
which now read: ' My name is Hermione
Granger, and I am going back to Hogwarts.' Hermione was very impressed and told the salesman that's after she
collected all the other books she had come for she would buy it. The salesman smiled then said, "If you don't mind me saying so, you look awfully
old to be a student at Hogwarts." He
looked at her with question in his eyes. "Oh," Hermione said, somewhat
surprised. "I am to be a professor
there-transfiguration." "Ah, that
explains it, well, all the luck to you." As Hermione paid for her books later, the same man told her, "Touch the
book cover with your wand." Hermione did
and was quite surprised at what happened when her wand touched the cover. More stitching started to appear and when it
was done, 'Hermione Granger' appeared in a swirl of reds in the bottom left
corner of the book, in a very fancy and almost spidery script.
"Thank you sir." Hermione said, leaving the store. "This could promise to be quite
useful." Hermione thought, making
her way through the crowded streets.
Hermione visited nearly every store, and then went to go get
her robes. Stepping into Madam Malkins
Robes for all Ocasions, She shivered slightly in excitement. New robes! After being fitted, Hermione go tot decide exactly what she wanted. She left the robe shop with robes of nearly
every color, sky blue, and dark blue, emerald and Royal purple. And of course she bought many robes of
Gryffindor colors, Reds and Golds. Her
favorite was made of a flowy silky material, crimson red with gold designs
criss crossing in all the right places. The robes clung t her figure in a tasteful manner making her look young,
but mature. She went to the apothecary
and bought some general potion items, just as she had when she was a
student. And she purchased another cauldron. She had everything she needed.
After spending her day in the wizarding world, Hermione felt
much less apprehensive about joining it once more. Maybe
this wont be so bad after all.
~*~
"I wonder what she's doing now." Harry Potter asked his best friend, Ron
Weasley. "How should I know?" Ron said bitterly, but there was an edge of
sadness in his voice. Harry and Ron were
sitting in a high booth drinking large mugs of butterbeer at the Three
Broomsticks in Hogsmeade.
Harry and Ron where both family men now. Harry and Parvati had a son, James, who was
named after Harry's father. James looked
exactly like Harry at age eleven, and had inherited everything about
Harry. His skinny frame, (witch had
filled out on Harry) his emerald green eyes, and black hair, although he did
inherit some of Parvatis tameness, so his hair wasn't completely unruly. Must be a Potter thing.
Ron and Lavender had a boy as well, Ryan, and a small
daughter who was still only a few months old. Ryan had defiantly taken the Weasley trademark hair, but like his
mother, his skin was freckle free, and instead of Ron's bright blue eyes, Ryan
inherited dark brown ones.
James and Ryan would be starting their first year at
Hogwarts September first, and after a day of shopping for school supplies they
where more then ready to get out of the crowded Diagon Ally and into the quiet
George Weasley had just recently married Katie Bell, who had
gone on to play Quiddich for
With their wives and children occupied, Harry and Ron
decided to grad a few butterbeers and reminisce about their first year at
Hogwarts, which inevitably led to the topic they had left buried for
years-Hermione.
"No One knows where she is." Harry said, testing Ron. It was
no secret that Ron had a thing for their best friend when they where younger. "I know that Harry." Harry sat for a moment, then quietly said "Do
you think she's-" "No I do not think she is dead, if that's what you where
thinking." Ron said, rather irritably,
but Harry felt they needed to talk about their fallen friend. "I honestly don't care Harry." Ron said, continuing his rant. "She could be screwing Malfoy this very
moment for all we know." "Ron." Harry said quietly. "You know he is married to Pansy Parkinson
now. They have a daughter too, did you
know that? Same age as Ryan and
James. She will probably be starting
Hogwarts with them." Well we'll just
have to make sure our sons do not associate with any Malfoys while in Hogwarts." Ron said this and slumped in his seat, definitely looking like the hot
tempered fifteen year old he resembled.
~*~
Oh mum! Dad! Look! A
very excited Juliet was pointing at a display of very expensive robes at Madam
Malkins robe shop in Diagon Ally. The
previous day Juliet had turned eleven, and was officially accepted to
Hogwarts. Delighted by the news, Draco
and Pansy had insisted that they visit Diagon Ally the next day for their
daughter's school supplies.
They had already been to the apothecary, where Draco bought
his daughter all her potion needs, plus some. And they had visited Flourish and Blotts, where Juliet squealed in
excitement, which reminded Draco of someone he used to know.
After buying all her start of term books, plus a few extra
for light reading, she needed to go get her school robes and a wand.
In Madam Malkins, Pansy was making delighted noises at all
the gorgeous robes. By the time they had
left the robe shop, Juliet had her Hogwarts robes, made from the best silks of
course, and Pansy's wardrobe doubled.
"Next stop is Olivanders." Draco said. He had been
anticipating this eagerly, as was Juliet. Pansy, on the other hand, didn't seem to be even slightly
interested. "Draco I'm going to get a
drink, meet me at the Leaky Cauldron. And without so much as a goodbye, she left.
"Well Jules, I guess it's just you and your dear old dad for
now." Draco said with a grin. Juliet laughed and pulled him into the wand
shop. "Welcome." A voice said. Juliet looked at a far well and saw a strange sort of man with very pale
eyes. "Hello." She said with a smile. "I have been expecting you, Juliet
Malfoy." Mr. Olivander was saying. Draco felt uneasy in the wand shop, but
Juliet seemed to be having a wonderful time. As her arm was being measured by a magical tape measure, she listened to
Mr. Olivander. "Yes, I can see you have
great things in store for you, as well as a great many surprises. Yes, this will be quite an interesting year
for you, Juliet Malfoy. Here, wave this
a bit." He handed her a wand, but as soon
as Juliet touched it, Mr. Olivander snatched it away. "No, that will never do." He mumbled, as he handed her another. This went on like this for at least a dozen
more times, and then he brought out another. "Here. Ten inches, elm, rather bendy, with a core of dragon
heartstring." "I have an elm wand." Draco said, smiling warmly at his
daughter. Juliet picked up the wand and
felt a mild shock go through her. "Oh!" "Give it a wave." Mr. Olivander said excitedly. She did and a silvery liquid popped out of
it. Draco smiled. "I think we have a match!" Mr. Olivander nodded, completely
delighted. Draco paid for his daughters'
wand and left the wand shop to meet with Pansy.
"Goodbye dear! Make
us proud!" Pansy waved to her
daughter. "Bye Jewels see you
soon!" Draco wasn't happy about leaving
his daughter, but Draco knew that sooner or later, he would have to. And besides, she would be safe at Hogwarts. Draco was thinking of his dad. Lucius Malfoy still is evil, and upset about
not having a male heir. Draco sighed,
and started heading for the car.
Juliet Malfoy was a bit apprehensive about boarding the
large scarlet train alone. She had seen
a group of people enter platform 9 ¾ just ahead of her, she saw that they where
two separate families. One family
consisted of a tall man with unruly black hair, and a pair of stylish gold
glasses, and who she assumed was his wife, she has light brown hair and was
nearly his height. Their son and she new
it was his son because they looked nearly identical, save the glasses, was
pushing a trolley with a Hogwarts trunk and an owl in a gold cage. The boy was talking to another boy, who
looked the same ago, only he had blazing red hair. He was a few inches taller then the dark
haired boy. His parents, she assumed,
where the people talking to the dark hairs man and his wife. The man was quite tall, with a good hundred
freckles all over his exposed face and arms. His wife had a dirty blonde hair, and was stick straight. They all seemed to be good friends, and
Juliet sighed. "I wish I already had friends like that." When the two boys boarded the train, the four
adults left, and Juliet was pushing her trolley, with her Hogwarts trunk and
owl, Elizabeth, into the train.
Juliet was making her way down yet another corridor on the
immense train. Their where compartments
on each side, but they where all filled. Juliet was just about to give up, tears threatening her eyes, when- bam! She was in the middle of a small
crash and was lurched off her feet and to her surprise, landed on something
rather soft. "Oomph!" Said the thing she landed on. Oh! It wasn't a thing! She landed on a
person! "Oh geez! I'm so sorry! Are you
ok miss?" "How about you James?" Juliet opened her eyes and saw the tall red
head she had seen boarding the train. He
was looking over her in concern. Juliet
then realized she was still on top of the other person, who turned out to be
the kid with dark hair, the red heads friend. Up close he saw that the black haired kid, "James did he say he was?" Had very piercing blue-green eyes, like
emeralds and sapphires blazing in a dark room. The red head had very piercing blue eyes, which Juliet thought where
beautiful. "Sorry!" Juliet stammered, trying to get up, and
failing. "Here, let me help you." She took the red heads hand, and was
surprised by how strong he was. "Thanks." Juliet said to the red head, "And sorry for, er, making you my
landing pad." She added to the boy who
was now standing. "No problem, my name is James, and that's Ryan." He pointed to the red head. "We're sorry for knocking you over, we
weren't paying attention to where we where going. What are you doing out here anyway? And with
your trunk and all that?" "I'm looking
for a compartment." Juliet said. "But they all seem to be full." She waved her hand to all the surrounding
compartments. "Oh!" James said, "Want to come to our compartment? It's just me and Ryan in there, so there's
plenty of room." "Ok, sure!" Juliet said excitedly. "Here, we'll help you with this stuff." James and Ryan helped Juliet get her trunk
and owl cage into their compartment, and they sat down and started to
talk.
"So what are your full names?" Juliet asked the boys. "My name is James Edison Potter." Said James, "And mine is Ryan William
Weasley." Said Ryan. "Potter, Weasley… Those names sound so familiar." Juliet mused. "Well, obviously the name
Potter does, your dad is Harry Potter tight?" James nodded. "Well everyone
knows about him, but I've head of the both of you, together before. "Maybe out parents know each other," James
said. "Did they go to Hogwarts?" "Yes." "What's your full name?" Ryan
asked Juliet. "My full name is Juliet
Nicole Malfoy." James and Ryan gasped
and looked at each other. "Just you say
Malfoy?" James asked, shocked. "Yes.
Why? Is that bad?" "Well," Ryan started,
almost sadly. "Our fathers told us we
aren't allowed to associate with any Malfoys, because all the Malfoys are known
to be bad deatheaters." Juliet felt as
though she had just been slapped in the face.
"What?! No! I'm not a
deatheater and neither is my mom or dad!" Juliet felt like crying. She
wasn't even at Hogwarts yet and she was an outcast. James and Ryan noticed she was looking quite
distraught, and immediately felt bad for saying things like that about her
family. She didn't act the way their
dads said the Malfoys acted. "We're
sorry." Ryan said, looking
uncomfortable. "I guess out parents
didn't get along in school, but that doesn't mean we can't." Juliet looked up at him and smiled
gratefully. "Thanks you guys. You're so lucky, you already have each have a
friend." "Well," Said James, looking at
the girl, "Now you have some as well."
In the great hall, Dumbledore and Severus Snape where having
an argument. "Dumbledore will you please
inform me of who this new mystery teacher of yours is? Snape sounded quite
annoyed, but Dumbledore merely smiled behind his beard, his eyes
twinkling. "In due time, Severus, in due
time."
Hermione had used floo powder to transport herself, and all
her luggage, to Dumblesdors office in Hogwarts. "Welcome Miss Granger." Hermione
turned to see the headmaster looking at her. Hermione couldn't help herself; all the tension and anxiety about the
wizarding world that had built up now shocked through her, she ran to her
mentor and gave him a great hug, which he returned warmly. "Hello professor." Hermione grinned sheepishly. "Please." Dumbledore said, holding up a hand. "You are a fellow teacher now, please address me as Albus." "Then you may call me Hermione." Hermione said. "Albus?" She asked, trying out the name. "Yes?" "What do the other
teachers think about me? Basically
disappearing for eleven years, and then suddenly returning to Hogwarts to teach?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "You'll be able to see their reactions first
hand in a short time." "You haven't told
them?" Hermione asked, surprised. "They know a new teacher is taking Minerva's
position, they just do not know who." Hermione smiled faintly, "When does the feast start?" She asked. "The students will be arriving in three hours time and the sorting will
begin soon after, so I would say about eight you should be down in the great
hall, watching as another generation of witches and wizards is sorted. Now,
your duties shall be the same as Minerva's. Your common room is attached to
that of the Gryffindor common room." "So that's how she always knew what was
going on." Hermione thought. Dumbledore continued. You will be
teaching transfiguration starting tomorrow, I believe in your ability to do
this easily. As a teacher you have the
power to award and take away house points, but of course be fair about it. You also have a final say in your houses
quiddich team roster. I can surly assume
you know how quiddich is done, but if you need assistance, Madam Hooch will be
sure to tell you all about it plus some." His eyes twinkled. "Let me think, yes, I do believe that is all. Basically keep your student in line, you are
somewhat of a mother or mentor figure in their eyes, mostly because you are now
the youngest professor here now." Ah
yes, and you'll need to settle into your new accommodations." Dumbledore motioned her to follow him, and
she obliged. She walked a step behind
him, in a rather chocked up state.
"That's where Draco and I had our first kiss." She remembered. They had been fighting about something,
probably the plans for the Christmas ball back in their fifth year. They had both been made prefects and didn't
like it one bit. Hermione had remembered being so mad at him, and then as
suddenly as lighting, he pushed up and kissed her, the rest was history. "That's
the door to where Fluffy was." Hermione thought, passing the door, I
caught Ron and Lavender snogging by that painting. "Ron" Hermione's eyes stung but she
refused to cry.
Finally Dumbledore stopped outside a large stone statue of
Godrick Gryffindor. "Home sweet
home." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in
his eyes. "What shall your password
be?" Hermione thought for a moment. "Can it be a phrase?" She asked. She had not had any long passwords before. "Of course." Dumbledore said. "Hermione
thought of her favorite song. "When love
and hate collide." Hermione said, sure
of herself. Dumbledore gave her a very
knowing look, and then said. "Right
then, the new password is 'When love and hate collide' subject to be changed by
Professor Hermione Granger." The
stature nodded its stone head and stepped aside to let Hermione pass. Dumbledore said, "The teachers are most
anxious to see who you are, so be at the Great Hall by
After he had gone, Hermione looked around her new room. It was actually quite similar to the Head boy
and girl rooms. Hermione blinked her tears away. Only she had a bathroom, bedroom, common
room, and study all to herself. Also,
unlike her Head girl dormitories, there was no trace of the Slytherin Silver
and Green.
Everything in her room was in crimson and gold. A very overstuffed gold couch was in the
middle of the entirely red room, with a fire that also seemed to be enchanted
to be red and gold. The floors where
hardwood, unlike the stone that she usually had to walk on. Gold bookcases lined the far wall. Hermione
noticed a large tapestry of the Gryffindor lion and walked over to it. She
gently pushed it aside and noticed a door. Opening the door she came to see the cheery Gryffindor Common room.
Hermione smiled, cheered and deeply sadden by the memories. After pulling the
door closed and placing the tapestry back to its former position, Hermione made
her way to her bed room, which was also quite a sight. Her bed looked like the size of two complete
kings sized beds. It was made up with
red silt covers and a velvet gold canopy and curtains. Hermione decided now was a good a time as any
to unpack, and took her brand new wizarding robes to her vast walk in closet,
and placed her muggle clothes in the hansom wood bureaus. As she finished putting everything in their
places, she walked over to the bathroom, and decided to take a shower. She grabbed her favorite wizarding robe and
headed into the bathroom.
The bathroom itself was quite similar to the prefects'
bathroom, but the bathtub wasn't as large. There was also a shower stall with beautiful glass doors. Hermione decided she better take a shower, to
conserve time. She would get ready now
and explore her other rooms later. Stepping into he showers she noticed some buttons. The buttons where the same as they where in
her head girls bathroom, a different scent for every button. Hermione picked buttercream sugar, in a few
moments the entire bathroom was filled with the delicious smell of vanilla and
brown sugar, and Hermione quickly realized how hungry she was. She washed her hair with shampoo and
conditioner that matched the scent of the water, and washed herself with thee
body wash of the same. After she was
done, she stepped out and wrapped a silky Gryffindor robe around her. On the back of the robe, a large Gryffindor
lion was embroidered. She walked over to
the wall sized mirror and began to make herself look presentable to her new
co-workers and her new students. Hermione found some lotion that matched the butter cream scent, and
rubbed it all over, dropping her robe. The lotion made her skin give off a healthy glow, and it really suited
her. Next Hermione put the robe back on
and took her wand to her hair. She
muttered a spell that Parvati taught her back in their 5th
year. Once the spell was done, Hermione
looked at her new sleeky locks. He shook
her head roughly and laughed. She forgot
how convenient it was being a witch. Her
hair was now stick straight and very shiny. She had very dark brown hair with a hint of natural red. Net was time for her makeup. She had to do
this magic free, but the makeup itself was enchanted. Her brown mascara brought out her startling
dark gold eyes, and a little brown shimmer powder on her eye lids and apples of
her cheeks. It gave her a healthy glow that she had somewhat lost in her
depressed state the last hew years. Finally she applied a sleek layer of dark red lipstick to match her new
robe. The lipstick gave her a very sexy
pout, which she grinned at. After
dressing, she stepped back from the mirror and looked at herself. She liked what she saw and held her head a
little higher. She was starting over alone; the past was not going to keep her
down. No Harry and Ron at her side, she
would survive. No Draco waiting for her
in their dorm room. Hermione was
completely alone, and she would succeed.
With one last look at her reflection, she stepped out of the
bathroom. Looking at the large antique
grandfather clock in her common room, Hermione was startled that it read nearly
a quarter after seven. "Well, now is the
time to meet my new co-workers." Hermione giggled. Her former
professors where now her co-workers. She
exited her room with grace, and started to quietly make her way down to the
Great Hall.
-Authors Note-
Well, what do you think? I'm
really enjoying writing this story, but I don't really know what exactly will
happen next. I know the big details, but
not the small ones. Is anyone getting
the message that Hermione is really tormented by the past? I'm really trying to show that, but I am
having difficulty. Anyway, you'll see
more Harry, Ron, and Draco in upcoming chapters, and of course, which house
will Ryan, James, and Juliet be sorted into? Hmmmmmmm…..