Chapter 35-Out Of Control
A/N I am going camping this weekend, so I won't be writing far a few days, until Monday. I think.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
Hermione knocked on the door to the staff room. Professor McGonagall opened the door. "Good heavens child, what is it?" She exclaimed at Hermione's tearstained face. Hermione took a deep breath to start speaking, but burst into tears once more. This was way out of control. Thankfully Draco took over.
"We need to speak to all of the Hogwarts staff in private. Immediately, it's very, VERY important," Draco said, pulling Hermione to him and letting her cry into his chest. McGonagall seemed to sense the urgency in his voice, and the fact that Hermione had just burst into tears probably helped add to this sense.
"Well, alright then. Come in, come in," She said, ushering them in and then sweeping out the door. Hermione finally settled down. Having someone to help with the world that was on her shoulders helped and she gave a small smile to Draco. She didn't realize that it looked more like a grimace.
A few minutes later the staff started filing in. They all had one thing in common. The looks of worry and/or concern on their faces-except for Snape, who was sneering as always.
Hermione was shaking violently. She had no idea of what to say to them, or how to say it, but she supposed that she had better start with Little Dragon. She explained that the dog was her guardian and that she had just been revealed as La Principessa Delle Stelle, the peacekeeper for Earth. She choked when she came to the part in Dumbledore's office, but couldn't hold back the tears. She explained going into death and Professor Dumbledore's wishes to be left dead. She explained coming back to life, and concluded, "...And then I came here to tell you all of this." It was then that she realized that she had never read the paper that Dumbledore had given her in death. She unclenched her hand from it and read it silently, and then out loud to all of the staff, her staff.
I, Professor Albus Dumbledore, former Headmaster of Hogwarts, hereby
appoint Miss Granger as the new Headmistress.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore
Hermione exhaled with a huge shudder and then looked at her staff. It was all too much. She slid into a state of shock and didn't notice when Madame Pomphrey stood up and announced that the 'poor child' was exhausted. She didn't notice being taken to the Hospital Wing and given a Dreamless Sleep Potion. She didn't notice being put into her pajamas magically or sliding into the bed. All she knew was a blissful, dreamless sleep, a sleep that would have been better had Draco been beside her.
The next day Hermione woke to the smell of Draco. He was obviously very close to her. "Hermione, wake up, we have classes to get to."
"What?" Hermione hoped that yesterday had all been a dream.
"Oh, right, you were here when we decided what we were going to do. We aren't going to tell anyone that Dumbledore is dead and that you are Headmistress. Oh, and you are supposed to wear your wizards hat over your...er, crown...thing," Draco obviously was confused, so Hermione just nodded and got out of bed. Madame Pomphrey was at her side instantly. She handed her a block of chocolate and left. Hermione guessed that she didn't like Draco...or was unsure of how to act around the younger Headmistress.
Hermione sighed and got dressed magically, then put on her hat and exited the room with Draco behind. Little Dragon was waiting for her in the corridor and the three of them went to breakfast.
After breakfast Hermione and Draco went to their first class, Double Care of Magical Creatures. Harry and Ron looked as tired as Hermione felt. Half of the class went smoothly, but then Professor Flitwick came.
"I need to speak with you Miss Granger, alone," He said in his squeaky voice. The whole class was watching while pretending to do their assignment. Hermione nodded and Flitwick went halfway back to the castle with her, away from prying ears.
"Miss Granger, as you know, the Winter Ball is coming up soon and I was preparing the decorations when I realized that Professor Dumbledore never told me which decorations he liked better, so as Headmistress, I resolved to ask you. Is that alright?" He, like Madame Pomphrey seemed unsure of how to act in her presence. Hermione sighed softly at being the Headmistress, but nodded.
"Yeah, show me what you've got," Hermione was excited now, wondering what he had in store for her.
"Okay, but first," Flitwick pulled out his wand and muttered an incantation while walking in a circle around them. The air shimmered around them. Flitwick said another incantation and a string of bubbles appeared. He muttered another word and a rope of intertwined stars and moons and suns appeared. He said something else and a line of icicles appeared before them.
"Hmmm, the icicle one looks more winter-y than the others," Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Okay then, thank you for your help!" Flitwick muttered something else and the shimmering circle and decorations disappeared. Flitwick hop-skipped off to the castle.
Hermione smiled to herself and walked back to her class, where confused looks greeted her. She smiled and just told everyone that it was about her grade. Everyone just smiled at her because this sounded like something she would talk to a teacher about.
"What was that wall that appeared between you and the class?" Draco asked. At her confused look he added, "You disappeared from our view for a minute."
"So that's what that was. Oh, I'll tell you later, when there aren't so many people around to listen," Hermione answered. Once again she thought that her life was out of control. She was getting stressed out from being Headmistress, and this was her first day on the job!
A/N I am going camping this weekend, so I won't be writing far a few days, until Monday. I think.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
Hermione knocked on the door to the staff room. Professor McGonagall opened the door. "Good heavens child, what is it?" She exclaimed at Hermione's tearstained face. Hermione took a deep breath to start speaking, but burst into tears once more. This was way out of control. Thankfully Draco took over.
"We need to speak to all of the Hogwarts staff in private. Immediately, it's very, VERY important," Draco said, pulling Hermione to him and letting her cry into his chest. McGonagall seemed to sense the urgency in his voice, and the fact that Hermione had just burst into tears probably helped add to this sense.
"Well, alright then. Come in, come in," She said, ushering them in and then sweeping out the door. Hermione finally settled down. Having someone to help with the world that was on her shoulders helped and she gave a small smile to Draco. She didn't realize that it looked more like a grimace.
A few minutes later the staff started filing in. They all had one thing in common. The looks of worry and/or concern on their faces-except for Snape, who was sneering as always.
Hermione was shaking violently. She had no idea of what to say to them, or how to say it, but she supposed that she had better start with Little Dragon. She explained that the dog was her guardian and that she had just been revealed as La Principessa Delle Stelle, the peacekeeper for Earth. She choked when she came to the part in Dumbledore's office, but couldn't hold back the tears. She explained going into death and Professor Dumbledore's wishes to be left dead. She explained coming back to life, and concluded, "...And then I came here to tell you all of this." It was then that she realized that she had never read the paper that Dumbledore had given her in death. She unclenched her hand from it and read it silently, and then out loud to all of the staff, her staff.
I, Professor Albus Dumbledore, former Headmaster of Hogwarts, hereby
appoint Miss Granger as the new Headmistress.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore
Hermione exhaled with a huge shudder and then looked at her staff. It was all too much. She slid into a state of shock and didn't notice when Madame Pomphrey stood up and announced that the 'poor child' was exhausted. She didn't notice being taken to the Hospital Wing and given a Dreamless Sleep Potion. She didn't notice being put into her pajamas magically or sliding into the bed. All she knew was a blissful, dreamless sleep, a sleep that would have been better had Draco been beside her.
The next day Hermione woke to the smell of Draco. He was obviously very close to her. "Hermione, wake up, we have classes to get to."
"What?" Hermione hoped that yesterday had all been a dream.
"Oh, right, you were here when we decided what we were going to do. We aren't going to tell anyone that Dumbledore is dead and that you are Headmistress. Oh, and you are supposed to wear your wizards hat over your...er, crown...thing," Draco obviously was confused, so Hermione just nodded and got out of bed. Madame Pomphrey was at her side instantly. She handed her a block of chocolate and left. Hermione guessed that she didn't like Draco...or was unsure of how to act around the younger Headmistress.
Hermione sighed and got dressed magically, then put on her hat and exited the room with Draco behind. Little Dragon was waiting for her in the corridor and the three of them went to breakfast.
After breakfast Hermione and Draco went to their first class, Double Care of Magical Creatures. Harry and Ron looked as tired as Hermione felt. Half of the class went smoothly, but then Professor Flitwick came.
"I need to speak with you Miss Granger, alone," He said in his squeaky voice. The whole class was watching while pretending to do their assignment. Hermione nodded and Flitwick went halfway back to the castle with her, away from prying ears.
"Miss Granger, as you know, the Winter Ball is coming up soon and I was preparing the decorations when I realized that Professor Dumbledore never told me which decorations he liked better, so as Headmistress, I resolved to ask you. Is that alright?" He, like Madame Pomphrey seemed unsure of how to act in her presence. Hermione sighed softly at being the Headmistress, but nodded.
"Yeah, show me what you've got," Hermione was excited now, wondering what he had in store for her.
"Okay, but first," Flitwick pulled out his wand and muttered an incantation while walking in a circle around them. The air shimmered around them. Flitwick said another incantation and a string of bubbles appeared. He muttered another word and a rope of intertwined stars and moons and suns appeared. He said something else and a line of icicles appeared before them.
"Hmmm, the icicle one looks more winter-y than the others," Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Okay then, thank you for your help!" Flitwick muttered something else and the shimmering circle and decorations disappeared. Flitwick hop-skipped off to the castle.
Hermione smiled to herself and walked back to her class, where confused looks greeted her. She smiled and just told everyone that it was about her grade. Everyone just smiled at her because this sounded like something she would talk to a teacher about.
"What was that wall that appeared between you and the class?" Draco asked. At her confused look he added, "You disappeared from our view for a minute."
"So that's what that was. Oh, I'll tell you later, when there aren't so many people around to listen," Hermione answered. Once again she thought that her life was out of control. She was getting stressed out from being Headmistress, and this was her first day on the job!
