The Promise-16-All
Boggarts, Bedrooms, and Robes
Disclaimer: NOT MINE (I'm so tired of doing this!!)
This time when Ron arrived in Dumbledore's office he was there. "Hello Ronald. A little late are you?" he said with his usual twinkle. Ron laughed, "No professor Dumbledore, I went to get a few things. I guess I'll be staying here for a while." Dumbledore nodded and gestured to a chair in front of him. "Please sit. I don't believe Harry and Hermione are back yet." Ron nodded and sat. "So how have you been doing Mr. Weasley? Last I heard you were a Quidditch captain." Ron nodded. "Well, I got married a few months ago, to Hannah Abbott, well Weasley now. Ginny's getting married to Malfoy next fall, didja know?" Dumbledore shook his head. Ron was just about to begin with what was wrong with her marrying Malfoy when the fire flamed up and two people stepped out deep in conversation. "I still don't believe you. He couldn't have liked me when we were little. Look at all the names he called me." Harry laughed, Haven't you ever heard that when little boys pick on little girls they like eachother, Take Draco and Ginny for example. Draco always used to pick on her and now look, their getting married in the fall!" Just then they noticed that they weren't alone. "Hey Ron, Albus I didn't see you there." "Apparently." Dumbledore answered, Ron however was more noisy, "What were you two talking about. "Oh, nothing." Harry answered, "Just who had a crush on Hermione during Hogwarts." Ron smirked at the look Hermione was giving him, "Oh yea and who would that be?" Harry smirked, "Why Ma- hey!" just before he could get it out Hermione slapped him in the stomach. "ANYWAY," Harry continued apparently getting the message, "Albus, did Draco come and tell you what happened." Dumbledore nodded and Ron looked confused, "Why would Malfoy want to come and see Dumbledore?" Harry looked at Dumbledore who nodded and stood. "Well, I should be going. Dinner soon. Good night Ron, Hermione. Harry, I got what you need for your 7th year classes. You might what to practice before you show them. You haven't dealt with one for a long time." Harry nodded and Dumbledore left. "Let's go to my classroom, I could use some help if it doesn't work."
So the rest of the evening was spent trying to figure out how to keep the boggart as a dementor while it concentrated on other people.
Of course it was Hermione that finally got it to say in Dementor form Ron, Hermione, and Harry took turns trying to conjure a patronus. Harry's patronus was, as always, a stag. The happy thought was of the night in the astronomy tower with Hermione before everything gone awry. Ron's Patronus was a broom and his thought was of his wedding day. It seemed that he had lost the love he had for Hermione. And speaking of Hermione her patronus was odd. She, unlike Ron and Harry, had no clue why her patronus was an eagle, however upon seeing this Harry's eyes went wide although no-one saw him. Hermione's thought happened to be the same as Harry's.
When they were finished Harry forced the bogart back into the trunk that Dumbledore put him in. He conjured 3 large pieces of chocolate and they sat and ate it quietly.
"Tomorrow we'll start the potion. If the Malfoy name still has the power it once did then Draco'll have everything by then. Just hope there aren't any more 'meetings' soon". Harry was walking Ron and Hermione to their rooms. " 'Meetings?' What kind of 'meetings'?" Ron piped up. Harry had refrained from saying anything about Draco being a Death Eater to Ron. "Well, let me put it this way: Draco's not as bad as we thought he was. It was really all his fathers doing and when his father died he came right to us. Nobody'd thought Lucius Malfoy's son would turn out as anything but a Death Eater." At this he turned to Hermione, "Well, I guess everyone was half right then." Hermione and Harry laughed while Ron scowled, "What do you mean 'half right'? This is the guy that's marrying my sister next year. Tell ME!!!!" Harry rolled his eyes. "Draco's a Death Eater to Voldemort, Order member to us, and spy. He's a good guy now! Hell, Now that I saw you again I'm best man at his wedding." Ron looked shocked. "Best man? Won't Voldemort be suspicious?" Harry shook his head, "Not at all. Draco was 'instructed' to befriend me by Voldemort. So me being the best man at his wedding will be perfect. I did turn it down because..." Harry trailed off and was quiet for a few seconds. "because you were going to be there but now that we've seen eachother again I wrote him yesterday and told him that I accept."
By then they've gotten to where Ron was to sleep. "This is it mate. Stay here till we've gone, then tell the Centaur your password. Night!" Harry and Hermione walked away. When they were out of earshot Ron whispered "Hannah" to the statue of the centaur and it jumped aside. Ron went in his room and without taking in his surroundings he found his bed and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Harry and Hermione walked in silence. Hermione chanting in her mind once more, "Don't fall in love with him again, don't fall in love with him again." When they finally reached a portrait of a young woman who had black hair, brown eyes and wore Gryffindor Quidditch robes Harry stopped. He cleared his throat and looked straight into her eyes. -Damn! I did not want to make eye contact with him!- Hermione thought. "This is your room. When I leave, tell her your password and she'll remember it for you." Hermione nodded, "Harry, she looks an awful lot like you." Harry smiled. "She should. That's Lara Potter, my grandmother. The reason she had her portrait in Hogwarts is because she caught the Snitch in less then a minute. Never documented though no-one believed it." Harry leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "Night, My Mione." Hermione smiled and blushed a bit. "Night, My Ree." Harry walked away from the portrait but only got a few steps when he turned and said to her, "By the way, that robe looks beautiful on you. Green is definitely your color." Then after smiling once more he turned back around and went on his way.
Confused at what Harry had said, she turned and said her password (love) and walked into her room. She looked around the room for a full length mirror and upon finding one she went to it. "Shit!" Staring into the mirror she saw herself in a full emerald green robe. She went and got the card that told what the colors ment. -Please don't be what I think it is.- But it was. Despite her reminders and scolding, when she looked him in the eye Hermione Granger had fallen in Love with Harry Potter. Again.
A/N I'm just so excited right now!! It's amazing how little it takes to get a whole new line to a story. Well, when I was typing this I typed the word 'next' wrong and with that a whole other character came into mind. She'll come into play in chapter 22 I think. I told my Mom about this and she said that I had a talent and should try to write originals and see how they go. I want youn's opinion. Do you think that I'd be a good writer? And If I wrote an original would any of you read it for me? Anyway off to type the last chapter of the day.
Happy Everything.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE (I'm so tired of doing this!!)
This time when Ron arrived in Dumbledore's office he was there. "Hello Ronald. A little late are you?" he said with his usual twinkle. Ron laughed, "No professor Dumbledore, I went to get a few things. I guess I'll be staying here for a while." Dumbledore nodded and gestured to a chair in front of him. "Please sit. I don't believe Harry and Hermione are back yet." Ron nodded and sat. "So how have you been doing Mr. Weasley? Last I heard you were a Quidditch captain." Ron nodded. "Well, I got married a few months ago, to Hannah Abbott, well Weasley now. Ginny's getting married to Malfoy next fall, didja know?" Dumbledore shook his head. Ron was just about to begin with what was wrong with her marrying Malfoy when the fire flamed up and two people stepped out deep in conversation. "I still don't believe you. He couldn't have liked me when we were little. Look at all the names he called me." Harry laughed, Haven't you ever heard that when little boys pick on little girls they like eachother, Take Draco and Ginny for example. Draco always used to pick on her and now look, their getting married in the fall!" Just then they noticed that they weren't alone. "Hey Ron, Albus I didn't see you there." "Apparently." Dumbledore answered, Ron however was more noisy, "What were you two talking about. "Oh, nothing." Harry answered, "Just who had a crush on Hermione during Hogwarts." Ron smirked at the look Hermione was giving him, "Oh yea and who would that be?" Harry smirked, "Why Ma- hey!" just before he could get it out Hermione slapped him in the stomach. "ANYWAY," Harry continued apparently getting the message, "Albus, did Draco come and tell you what happened." Dumbledore nodded and Ron looked confused, "Why would Malfoy want to come and see Dumbledore?" Harry looked at Dumbledore who nodded and stood. "Well, I should be going. Dinner soon. Good night Ron, Hermione. Harry, I got what you need for your 7th year classes. You might what to practice before you show them. You haven't dealt with one for a long time." Harry nodded and Dumbledore left. "Let's go to my classroom, I could use some help if it doesn't work."
So the rest of the evening was spent trying to figure out how to keep the boggart as a dementor while it concentrated on other people.
Of course it was Hermione that finally got it to say in Dementor form Ron, Hermione, and Harry took turns trying to conjure a patronus. Harry's patronus was, as always, a stag. The happy thought was of the night in the astronomy tower with Hermione before everything gone awry. Ron's Patronus was a broom and his thought was of his wedding day. It seemed that he had lost the love he had for Hermione. And speaking of Hermione her patronus was odd. She, unlike Ron and Harry, had no clue why her patronus was an eagle, however upon seeing this Harry's eyes went wide although no-one saw him. Hermione's thought happened to be the same as Harry's.
When they were finished Harry forced the bogart back into the trunk that Dumbledore put him in. He conjured 3 large pieces of chocolate and they sat and ate it quietly.
"Tomorrow we'll start the potion. If the Malfoy name still has the power it once did then Draco'll have everything by then. Just hope there aren't any more 'meetings' soon". Harry was walking Ron and Hermione to their rooms. " 'Meetings?' What kind of 'meetings'?" Ron piped up. Harry had refrained from saying anything about Draco being a Death Eater to Ron. "Well, let me put it this way: Draco's not as bad as we thought he was. It was really all his fathers doing and when his father died he came right to us. Nobody'd thought Lucius Malfoy's son would turn out as anything but a Death Eater." At this he turned to Hermione, "Well, I guess everyone was half right then." Hermione and Harry laughed while Ron scowled, "What do you mean 'half right'? This is the guy that's marrying my sister next year. Tell ME!!!!" Harry rolled his eyes. "Draco's a Death Eater to Voldemort, Order member to us, and spy. He's a good guy now! Hell, Now that I saw you again I'm best man at his wedding." Ron looked shocked. "Best man? Won't Voldemort be suspicious?" Harry shook his head, "Not at all. Draco was 'instructed' to befriend me by Voldemort. So me being the best man at his wedding will be perfect. I did turn it down because..." Harry trailed off and was quiet for a few seconds. "because you were going to be there but now that we've seen eachother again I wrote him yesterday and told him that I accept."
By then they've gotten to where Ron was to sleep. "This is it mate. Stay here till we've gone, then tell the Centaur your password. Night!" Harry and Hermione walked away. When they were out of earshot Ron whispered "Hannah" to the statue of the centaur and it jumped aside. Ron went in his room and without taking in his surroundings he found his bed and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Harry and Hermione walked in silence. Hermione chanting in her mind once more, "Don't fall in love with him again, don't fall in love with him again." When they finally reached a portrait of a young woman who had black hair, brown eyes and wore Gryffindor Quidditch robes Harry stopped. He cleared his throat and looked straight into her eyes. -Damn! I did not want to make eye contact with him!- Hermione thought. "This is your room. When I leave, tell her your password and she'll remember it for you." Hermione nodded, "Harry, she looks an awful lot like you." Harry smiled. "She should. That's Lara Potter, my grandmother. The reason she had her portrait in Hogwarts is because she caught the Snitch in less then a minute. Never documented though no-one believed it." Harry leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "Night, My Mione." Hermione smiled and blushed a bit. "Night, My Ree." Harry walked away from the portrait but only got a few steps when he turned and said to her, "By the way, that robe looks beautiful on you. Green is definitely your color." Then after smiling once more he turned back around and went on his way.
Confused at what Harry had said, she turned and said her password (love) and walked into her room. She looked around the room for a full length mirror and upon finding one she went to it. "Shit!" Staring into the mirror she saw herself in a full emerald green robe. She went and got the card that told what the colors ment. -Please don't be what I think it is.- But it was. Despite her reminders and scolding, when she looked him in the eye Hermione Granger had fallen in Love with Harry Potter. Again.
A/N I'm just so excited right now!! It's amazing how little it takes to get a whole new line to a story. Well, when I was typing this I typed the word 'next' wrong and with that a whole other character came into mind. She'll come into play in chapter 22 I think. I told my Mom about this and she said that I had a talent and should try to write originals and see how they go. I want youn's opinion. Do you think that I'd be a good writer? And If I wrote an original would any of you read it for me? Anyway off to type the last chapter of the day.
Happy Everything.