A New Kind of Enemy
Summary- The gang is seventeen now and in their seventh year at Hogwarts. Voldemort is gone, along with the majority of the deatheaters, including Lucius Malfoy. Hermione has been dating Victor Krum ever since the Yule Ball in their fourth year, and has fallen deeply in love with him. But sometimes people surprise you, and arnt who you though they were. Hermione discovers this about two people, two people she has known for the greater part of her life, and two people who will be working on two opposite extriemes, one trying to save her, and one trying to destroy her.
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, or anything related to the Harry Potter world. Ms. Rowling has the pleasure of that.
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
Pairing- Hermione Granger / Victor Krum at first, but will be a Hermione Granger / Draco Malfoy
Months
past and Hermione and Draco's friendship grew into
something more. They where the couple of the moment, the most talked about
people in school, and the best part was- no one stood in their way.
It was early May and Hermione was sitting by the lake, studying. Lately she
felt that the library was too familiar, and she wanted to enjoy the whole of
Hogwarts while she could.
Someone came up behind her and put their hands over her eyes. "Guess
who?" Said a deep voice that Hermione could never mistake.
"Harry! Hehe, what are you doing here? Don't you
have a quiddich practice to be at?"
"Aw Mione, you've really lost track of time! Its seven o'clock! It's time to go get some food!"
"Careful Harry or you're going to sound like Ron."
"Who? Me? Never!"
Hermione laughed when she saw the look of fake indignation on her best friends
face.
"Harry?" She asked, feeling quite serious. "Do you know what your doing? You know? When we're done here? It's coming up so fast." Hermione felt tears stinging her eyes. "I don't know if I can handle what's out there, I just don't think I'm ready."
Harry sat down beside Hermione and put a friendly arm around her. "Mione," He said, echoing her seriousness. "You have nothing to worry about. You are more than ready for whatever life throws at you. Have you forgotten every single on of out little adventures? We where defeating Voldemort when we where eleven and you're saying you cant handle getting a job! Need I remind you how YOU where the one responsible for getting Sirius to safety? You who could juggle just about every class Hogwarts has to offer? Don't you even try telling me you're not ready for what's waiting for you? We are all part of a much greater thing. You have people in this world who love you so much, you have no idea. You're very talented. You have me and Ron, we'll always be here for you, there's no way your getting rid of us that easily."
Harry
grinned. "Me? Well I want to play quiddich. My dad was on the team for England, and I want to try to
live up to what he has made, and- quiddich is just the best thing for me. Have
you thought about what you want to do?"
Hermione nodded. "I want to teach. I want to teach right here at Hogwarts.
I would love nothing more." Harry smiled at her, "Have you brought
this up with Dumbledore? I bet he could help of course." "Yes, but he
said that he couldn't promise anything." Hermione looked down at her hands
sadly. "I don't think it is a very realistic dream." Harry wrapped
her in a tight hug, and whispered in her ear, "Never give up on your
dreams." Hermione smiled at him, and they got up to join their friends at
dinner.
"Draco?" Hermione's soft voice could be heard through the darkness.
"Yes love?" His voice completely lacked the lazy drawl she had once despised.
"Are you worried about the future?" Hermione had taken to sleeping in Draco's bed ever since the day they visited Estella's past, they comforted one another, but they didn't have sex.
"I worry about a lot of things, love, but the future is not one of them."
"Why is that?" Hermione said quietly, snuggling up against his chest.
"I don't worry about the future because I know it can not be worse then the past. I plan on joining the ministry of magic and will eventually work my way up to be the Minister of Magic."
"Really?" Hermione said, impressed by his large goal.
"Yes. I plan on working hard, and of course my charms and money won't hurt in the least." He grinned in the dark, although Hermione couldn't see. Hermione sighed.
"I
just wish I had something to truly look forward to, the future just seems so
unsure and empty." Draco listened to Hermione for hours that night,
hearing her breathing change from an unsure breath to a deep steady breathing
of sleep. He started to devise a plan.
"Harry! Ron! Wait up!" Harry and Ron turned around to see Draco
coming up quickly behind him. He didn't look like he got much sleep, but he did
look pleased with himself.
"What's
up?" Ron asked. "You know how Hermione's been really down, about
graduating and all that? Well, I have a plan." Harry and Ron grinned; they
liked the sound of that.
Two weeks before graduation, Hermione, Ron, and Harry where sitting at the
breakfast table, and as usual, the large swarm of owls came swooping into the
great hall, carrying various packages of all shapes and sizes.
A large brown barn owl swooped over to Hermione and laid an envelope on her
lap, it had the Hogwarts seal on it. Hermione looked at it curiously and Harry
and Ron looked on too. Hermione unsealed the wax symbol and pulled out the
letter, it read:
Miss Granger, Please Meet with Professor McGonagall and myself when you are
finished with your breakfast. The password is chocolate frogs. Professor
Dumbledore
"Wonder what that's all about?" Harry said
curiously.
"It's a Hogsmeade day you know."
"Oh
it's probably just some head girl stuff." Hermione said with a shrug. "You
guys can go down ahead of my with Draco, I'll catch up
when I am done meeting with Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall. Harry and Ron
nodded and the three friends finished eating.
After saying she was full, Hermione excused herself from the table and walked
out the Great Hall. She felt a pair of warm arms slip around her.
"Hello Draco." She said without turning around.
"Aww, how'd you guess?" He twirled her around and hugged her. "What are you up to, Miss Granger?" He asked teasing.
"I have to go meet with Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, don't you? I thought it was head boy and girl stuff."
"Nope, they didn't inform me of anything, I'll wait here for you if you want me to."
"Oh no, that's ok." Hermione said absently, as she and Draco headed for the Headmasters office. "I'll catch up to you guys in Hogsmeade. How about we meet in the Three Broomsticks in about an hour?"
"Sure sweetheart." Draco said, and kissed her forehead.
"I'll
be looking forward to it." Hermione turned around with a smile, She was so
lucky.
"Chocolate frogs." Hermione said clearly to the stone gargoyle in
front of the Headmasters office. At once, the gargoyle jumped aside and
revealed to Hermione a spiral staircase that lead up to Dumbledore's office.
Professor McGonagall was already there, and Dumbledore wasted no time in
starting the meeting.
"Miss Granger do you know why you're here?" He said, his clear blue
eyes sparkling through his spectacles.
"No Sir, I don't, there isn't and trouble is there?"
"Oh, no trouble at all, but Minerva and I need to discuss something with you that is of dire importance." Hermione looked at her two professors curiously. Dumbledore continued. "Miss Granger, as you know, I have been the Headmaster here for nearly fifty years. I loved every moment of it, but I am getting old, as you can see, and feel that I may need to retire from my career as a teacher. Professor McGonagall, being the Deputy Headmistress would take my place, but that leaves her current subject, transfiguration, without a teacher to teach it! Professor McGonagall has informed me many times over the last seven years that you are truly the brightest and most gifted student she has ever had, I think she has taking a likening to you." Dumbledore smiled. "What I am trying to ask you, is, would you like to take over Professor McGonagall's position next term? It will be work, obviously. You are one of the brightest to ever make their way to Hogwarts. Of course the job will come with other responsibilities, such as being the head of the Gryffindor house and such." He stopped and looked at Hermione, who looked either ready to explode with tears of joy or just plain explode.
"Are you kidding sir? Professor?" She looked at Dumbledore and McGonagall with a huge smile on her face. "I have always wanted to be a teacher! Oh! Do I deserve this?"
"You scored top marks on your N.E.W.T.'s Miss Granger." McGonagall said with a smile. "I think you deserve it more than I do." Hermione smiled, and then said,
"Professor Dumbledore, you're just going to leave Hogwarts?"
"Oh no Miss Granger, do you think I could ever truly leave? No, actually I am taking Lucius Malfoy's position as School governor." Hermione smiled, and said,
"Thank you; you don't understand how much this truly means to me." The Headmaster and future Headmistress smiled at their student.
"I will be sending you all the information you need over the summer, Hermione, and when you return to Hogwarts next year, my name will be Minerva, understood?" Hermione smiled and nodded once more.
"Well, I dare say you have some friends waiting for you in the village Miss Granger." Dumbledore said, "We will be seeing you."
"Goodbye
professor"
Hermione ran all the way to Hogsmeade, more excited
then she had ever been in her life. She ran into the Three Broomsticks and
found her three friends sitting at a back table; they had already ordered a hot
mug of butterbeer for her. They where all exchanging
smiles and 'we know something she doesn't' looks, but Hermione barely noticed.
"Oh guess what!" They looked at her expectantly, and Draco said
"What?" "Next year I will be the new transfiguration teacher at
Hogwarts." Hermione smiled proudly, finally, years of dedication and work
was paying off. Ron and Harry almost dropped their butterbeers
and their jaws where now somewhere on the floor, but Draco kept his cool much
better then the other two, and in one fluid motion swept Hermione off her feet
and met her with a kiss in his arms. Hermione giggled and put her arms around
his neck. Ron had recovered quicker then Harry and said to Draco and Hermione,
"Oh
get a room you two." Hermione blushed and Draco set her down carefully.
Once they all where settled in their seats, Harry asked Hermione,
"If you're going to be teaching transfiguration, where is McGonagall going?" Hermione answered,
"Dumbledore decided its time for him to step down, but he's not leaving all together, he is going to be taking your fathers place Draco, and a school governor. McGonagall will be taking his place, seeing as that she is the Deputy Headmistress, and they needed a new transfiguration teacher. They said I was the brightest student to ever come to Hogwarts." Hermione blushed, "and I don't even need to take a teaching course in transfiguration, because of all the extra work I did with McGonagall over the years, I know nearly as much as her anyway." Hermione was blushing with pride and Draco put a strong arm around her.
"What did we tell you Herm?" Harry said smiling. "We told you everything would work out." He glanced at Draco and winked. Hermione was about to say something about that when Ron interrupted.
"I propose a toast, to our best friend Hermione, may she be more lenient on the future Gryffindors than McGonagall was!"
The
four friends laughed and slicked their butterbeers.
Hermione sighed with happiness; life wasn't going to get much better than this.
Hermione was sitting at the Gryffindor table with Harry and Ron, she felt much
better about graduating, now that she had a place just for her. Harry and Ron
where still slightly shocked at the news, but they had something else that was
absorbing their interest at the moment.
"Herm?" Harry said with a serious expression in his emerald eyes.
"Yea Harry?" Hermione had her nose in 'Really advanced transfiguration' and was only half paying attention.
"Herm, do you think we're too young to be married?" Hermione looked up at him surprised, and little suspicious.
"I believe it is for the couple to decide. Your parents where married and loved each other very much, so I think if you're in love, go for it. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, it's just some Ravenvlaw
and Hufflpuff are getting married, I wondered what a
woman's opinion would be." Hermione didn't see Harry flick a shot of green
sparks over to Draco behind her back. Draco looked up expectantly and grinned.
"Her Mione, I think Draco wants to talk to you." Ron said, as Draco
walked across the room to the Gryffindor table.
Hermione turned around and looked in his eyes, damn, she really loved those
eyes.
"Hey Mione." Draco said, almost shyly.
"Hi Draco, want to sit down?" She didn't know what else to do, he didn't usually come over to their table right in the middle of dinner. "Actually Hermione, could you stand up?" Hermione obliged, more confused by the moment. Then Draco did it, he got down on one knee and held open a small crimson box. Hermione could hear a gasp and, quite literally, a hush fall over the noisy great hall, even the teachers where looking on.
"Draco?" Hermione said quietly. She looked back at Ron and Harry, who nodded at her, encouraging her to look back at her boyfriend.
"Hermione," Draco started, sounding not quite like the arrogant boy of his youth, but still filled with Malfoy pride and determination.
"Hermione, I love you, will you make me the happiest man in this entire world…..and be my wife?
