1.1 Darkness is My Light
2 By: Melanie
3 The Annoying Little Evil Writer Girl
4
5 Disclaimer: Previous disclaimer, on Prologue, applies to all chapters. Beatlejuice by far doesn't belong to me, unless you count the version I taped off of TV; I love that movie! Grimm Tales by well, Grimm, aren't mine, but I have been reading far too many of them in the past few days. If I read this chapter and then go and read something by Grimm, I see I've adapted the writing style of Old English.
Notes:
1. I want to thank Catwoman for correcting my naïve stupidity. "I just wanna correct you, S&M means "sadomasochism" and NOT sex and murder as you stated." I made my own assumptions, and sorry for the mistake. And this is still not S&M, though Harry would very much be the sadist, but Hermione is definitely not a masochist.
God, I can just hear Rachel laughing at me for this.
Delia is by no means becoming a Mary-Sue or even a remotely main character, in fact I never knew that she existed, this chapter just kinda wrote itself on its own. Don't know where it came from, but I like the idea.
3. Ok, I'm not feeling good, so what do I do? Duh, turn on Aerosmith and sit at the computer to write. But it's not helping, so I hope this doesn't suck.
Ok (yes I say that a lot), I'm put in Percy W. and Characters: All in the FF.net search, and Woah! am I disgusted. You wouldn't believe how many PWP stories there about Percy and one or two or three of his brothers together. Eeeeeew! You people are sick!
(I've decided not to change my penname when I change my e-mail for the DSL. Well, it depends. I may open up an entirely different Penname for other stories, so my mom can't find them. But my e-mail will be changing within a week from today, not when it gets posted, god knows when. Hell, by the time I'm done with this, I'll have the new screen name already and will end up deleting this whole message. I have totally earned the nickname Spaz.)
These are supposed to be short chapter, I just like it that way.
Pairing: Hermione/Draco
FF.net Penname: TALEWG
5.1 Chapter 3
When Delia woke up the next morning, still in the library with a book of fairy tales in her hand, she was quite surprised to see someone else asleep in a chair. The young woman was very pretty but her sleep seemed troubled. Delia imagined that she couldn't have been older than Master Draco was, but not much younger either. Feeling a bit flustered at finding that Master Draco hadn't woken her up to meet their guest, Delia decided to get her some warm tea.
As she made her way to the kitchen, Delia stopped at a hallway mirror to fix her skirt. The mirror smiled at her and her reflection mouthed "perfect," which she responded to with a "Thanks." She continued down the hall until she came to an open door on her left. The room was dark except for a small desk lamp on the other end of the room. Her older cousin May almost blended in with the black walls except for her hair, which was a mix of browns and her pale skin. Making her way into the room, Delia was careful to sidestep all hazardous books on magic and Grimm tales that littered the floor.
"Hey, Lydia!" Delia couldn't help but smile when her cousin started.
"Stop calling me that. I look nothing like Winona Ryder from Beatlejuice, so stop calling me that!"
"Whatever, Lydia. So what Grimm tale are you reading now?" Delia peered over her cousin's shoulder when the latter gave no sign of answering the question. "Ah, "Brother and Sister", that's a good one; it's about the witch who turns the brother into the roe, isn't it?" May simply nodded. "One of these days Lydia, I am going to knock down this wall and get some sunlight in here. Not to mention get you some colored clothes; then you'll be 'May' again." But May just kept reading so Delia took her leave and headed towards the kitchen once more.
When Delia returned to the library Hermione was just stirring out of sleep. Delia set the tea down next to a blinking Hermione and sat back on the couch to finish her book of fairy tales. Still curious, Delia peered over her book. Hermione was looking at the tea somewhat doubtfully; she was probably deciding if it was safe to drink. "Don't worry, I just brought that in myself."
Hermione gave a tired laugh. "Oh, good; you never know in this house."
"For you, I guess not. Master Draco has told me all about his days at Hogwarts, and all the things he regrets."
"Oh, and are you headed for Hogwarts soon?"
"Oh, no. I'm a…what'd he call it? A Muggle, I think it was."
"Draco Malfoy houses Muggles?" Hermione said, utterly astonished. "Well, there's something new, all right!"
The girl frowned, which creased her forehead, making her look as if she was in deep thought. "Actually, my father owed a his life to Master Draco after a fire in our apartment building. He saved us and Father begged him for a place to stay; so we work. But it's ok, it's pretty nice here."
Hermione smiled. "You are very talkative, not at all shy. How old are you?"
The girl counted out on her fingers and happily announced "Seven."
Hermione had been ready to talk to this girl more when she noticed the girl's face. Delia looked utterly terrified. Hermione turned to see what had scared her, and spotted a fight between two very unhappy looking books. She took out her wand and cast a blue web of light at the quarreling texts, causing them to spring apart.
"They do that sometimes," Delia whispered in apprehensive awe. "Once a book bit me, but then Master Draco stuck a sword through it. But all the time I was really scared." Delia backed up to the door and turned to her book. "Come on," she whispered, and the fairy tale book jumped up after her. The two walked down the hall and around the corner, leaving Hermione with more questions than answers.
Totally got to thank my Beta Reader, Flame Tigress, for her input and stuff. Though I'm happy this chapter took far less beta-ing then chapter 1 did. Now that was horribly written.
2 By: Melanie
3 The Annoying Little Evil Writer Girl
4
5 Disclaimer: Previous disclaimer, on Prologue, applies to all chapters. Beatlejuice by far doesn't belong to me, unless you count the version I taped off of TV; I love that movie! Grimm Tales by well, Grimm, aren't mine, but I have been reading far too many of them in the past few days. If I read this chapter and then go and read something by Grimm, I see I've adapted the writing style of Old English.
Notes:
1. I want to thank Catwoman for correcting my naïve stupidity. "I just wanna correct you, S&M means "sadomasochism" and NOT sex and murder as you stated." I made my own assumptions, and sorry for the mistake. And this is still not S&M, though Harry would very much be the sadist, but Hermione is definitely not a masochist.
God, I can just hear Rachel laughing at me for this.
Delia is by no means becoming a Mary-Sue or even a remotely main character, in fact I never knew that she existed, this chapter just kinda wrote itself on its own. Don't know where it came from, but I like the idea.
3. Ok, I'm not feeling good, so what do I do? Duh, turn on Aerosmith and sit at the computer to write. But it's not helping, so I hope this doesn't suck.
Ok (yes I say that a lot), I'm put in Percy W. and Characters: All in the FF.net search, and Woah! am I disgusted. You wouldn't believe how many PWP stories there about Percy and one or two or three of his brothers together. Eeeeeew! You people are sick!
(I've decided not to change my penname when I change my e-mail for the DSL. Well, it depends. I may open up an entirely different Penname for other stories, so my mom can't find them. But my e-mail will be changing within a week from today, not when it gets posted, god knows when. Hell, by the time I'm done with this, I'll have the new screen name already and will end up deleting this whole message. I have totally earned the nickname Spaz.)
These are supposed to be short chapter, I just like it that way.
Pairing: Hermione/Draco
FF.net Penname: TALEWG
5.1 Chapter 3
When Delia woke up the next morning, still in the library with a book of fairy tales in her hand, she was quite surprised to see someone else asleep in a chair. The young woman was very pretty but her sleep seemed troubled. Delia imagined that she couldn't have been older than Master Draco was, but not much younger either. Feeling a bit flustered at finding that Master Draco hadn't woken her up to meet their guest, Delia decided to get her some warm tea.
As she made her way to the kitchen, Delia stopped at a hallway mirror to fix her skirt. The mirror smiled at her and her reflection mouthed "perfect," which she responded to with a "Thanks." She continued down the hall until she came to an open door on her left. The room was dark except for a small desk lamp on the other end of the room. Her older cousin May almost blended in with the black walls except for her hair, which was a mix of browns and her pale skin. Making her way into the room, Delia was careful to sidestep all hazardous books on magic and Grimm tales that littered the floor.
"Hey, Lydia!" Delia couldn't help but smile when her cousin started.
"Stop calling me that. I look nothing like Winona Ryder from Beatlejuice, so stop calling me that!"
"Whatever, Lydia. So what Grimm tale are you reading now?" Delia peered over her cousin's shoulder when the latter gave no sign of answering the question. "Ah, "Brother and Sister", that's a good one; it's about the witch who turns the brother into the roe, isn't it?" May simply nodded. "One of these days Lydia, I am going to knock down this wall and get some sunlight in here. Not to mention get you some colored clothes; then you'll be 'May' again." But May just kept reading so Delia took her leave and headed towards the kitchen once more.
When Delia returned to the library Hermione was just stirring out of sleep. Delia set the tea down next to a blinking Hermione and sat back on the couch to finish her book of fairy tales. Still curious, Delia peered over her book. Hermione was looking at the tea somewhat doubtfully; she was probably deciding if it was safe to drink. "Don't worry, I just brought that in myself."
Hermione gave a tired laugh. "Oh, good; you never know in this house."
"For you, I guess not. Master Draco has told me all about his days at Hogwarts, and all the things he regrets."
"Oh, and are you headed for Hogwarts soon?"
"Oh, no. I'm a…what'd he call it? A Muggle, I think it was."
"Draco Malfoy houses Muggles?" Hermione said, utterly astonished. "Well, there's something new, all right!"
The girl frowned, which creased her forehead, making her look as if she was in deep thought. "Actually, my father owed a his life to Master Draco after a fire in our apartment building. He saved us and Father begged him for a place to stay; so we work. But it's ok, it's pretty nice here."
Hermione smiled. "You are very talkative, not at all shy. How old are you?"
The girl counted out on her fingers and happily announced "Seven."
Hermione had been ready to talk to this girl more when she noticed the girl's face. Delia looked utterly terrified. Hermione turned to see what had scared her, and spotted a fight between two very unhappy looking books. She took out her wand and cast a blue web of light at the quarreling texts, causing them to spring apart.
"They do that sometimes," Delia whispered in apprehensive awe. "Once a book bit me, but then Master Draco stuck a sword through it. But all the time I was really scared." Delia backed up to the door and turned to her book. "Come on," she whispered, and the fairy tale book jumped up after her. The two walked down the hall and around the corner, leaving Hermione with more questions than answers.
Totally got to thank my Beta Reader, Flame Tigress, for her input and stuff. Though I'm happy this chapter took far less beta-ing then chapter 1 did. Now that was horribly written.