"Don't leave me, again." Hermione shouted to the cloaked man in the gateway.
The veil fluttered again, and the man stepped out of it in healthy condition. Hermione ran to him, but she could only go through him. She cried out desperately, but he shook his head.
"Please don't cry." He told her sadly. She sobbed even more desperately. As if on cue, the man materialized, and stepped to her. He hugged her gently.
"How could you leave me? And Harry? He needed you, but you just left. You lost. How could you?" He looked away sadly. "Sirius, answer me!" She yelled desperately.
"You'll find out soon enough. Hermione, you have love now. You need to move on in order to be prepared for what is to come soon." Sirius ordered her grinning a bit, holding on to the sobbing girl.
"How? HOW?" She yelled at him angrily. She stepped away from him. His eyes saddened.
"You need to prepare for what's to come, love." He told her patting her back. "Moony will help. I think he's teaching, again." He said trying to lighten the mood.
Hermione and Sirius were gone in a flash only to reappear in the Headquarters of The Order.
"When is this?" She asked him calming down slightly.
"This is no-" He was cut off bye Mad-Eye. He seemed in a hurry. Then Tonks came into the picture. They went into the room she recognized as the meeting room.
Sirius motioned for her to follow. She stepped right through the door.
"Albus do you really think her prophesy has any meaning? I mean Sybill isn't the most reliable person." Minerva McGonagall said looking down at a piece of paper.
"She is reliable enough when she gives real prophecies. It is to happen in approximately three months. Where, even I cannot decipher." Albus Dumbledore said sadly.
"Does this mean that.. He died." Tonks said waving her green Mohawk as she swung in her chair nervously, only to have it topple over.
"You need to be more careful. CONSTANT VIGILANCE! IF I WAS THE ENEMY I COULD DRAW MY WAND AND KILL YOU RIGHT IN THIS PLACE!" Mad-Eye told her shaking his head.
"Please relax old friend. We have other things to discuss." Dumbledore told him twiddling his fingers. He reached for his pocket, and took out a lemon drop.
Hermione walked over to behind Remus. He had everything covered. He on the other hand seemed gleeful.
"Sirius.." She said mournfully. He nudged her in the direction of another piece of paper.
THE SON OF THE SUN…THE SON OF THE SHADOWS…THE SON OF THE LIGHT…THE SON OF THE DARK…THE SON WITH THE COMBINED POWERS WILL RISE ONCE AGAIN AS THE PRINCE WHO SHALL CONQUER THE FEARS…WITH THE HANDS OF THE LEADER SHALL HE KILL THE DARKNESS, MUST HE FIND THE CHOSEN ONES TO PASS ON THE POWERS…THE ONES WHO WILL DEFY THE WISHES OF EVERYONE AROUND THEM TWICE…THE SON OF THE SUN… THE SON OF THE SHADOWS…THE SON OF THE LIGHT…THE SON OF THE DARK
"You mean…" Hermione started. Sirius hugged her tightly.
Hermione woke up sweating intensely. She looked beside her to see a sleeping form. She sighed deeply.
It was maybe three in the morning. Hermione got up quietly. She went to her room, and put on the nearest thing she could find. She put up her hair quickly. She was still breathing fast.
She took her wand, and muttered Lumos. She had just put on her Quidditch robes. She got her wallet just in case she needed money.
She stepped outside, and walked to the sidewalk. There were still parties going on. She had an idea to relax her nerves. She was too lazy to go back, and the streets were crowded.
"Accio broom." She said as her broom came flying over. She got on it, and rode just above the people's heads.
"Look, she's wearing Sweden official robes!" A kid shouted. Everyone Witch and Wizard loved Quidditch, and Sweden was the best team. They all looked at her, and clapped.
She sighed, guessing there was no use in peace. She flew down, and was swarmed for autographs.
"Are you one of the new players?" Someone her age asked. Everyone listened for her answer as she signed a picture she magically made appear.
"Hermione Slytherin, I'm the new Keeper." She said trying to not sound annoyed.
"That is so cool. How old are you?" Another person pestered.
"I'm in my final year at Hogwarts. So I'm seventeen." She answered casually.
"Show us a move." They all started chanting. She sighed again.
"What would you like me to do?" She asked slightly annoyed.
After a nice show she flew around for a while. She then had another idea, slightly better. The dream, if it was real, happened now. She could confirm.
With a small crackle she was gone. She landed in front of it. She looked at it, and suddenly a house appeared out of no where. Good then. She thought. She walked right in.
A meeting was going on. Now of she only knew if it was true. She decided to take her chances. She knocked furiously. A very disgruntled Remus Lupin answered.
"Hermione? Why are you here?" He asked her. She pushed him out of the way. The pieces of paper were gone. She took a deep breathe, and took a chance.
"THE SON OF THE SUN? THE SON OF THE SHADOWS? THE SON OF THE LIGHT?THE SON OF THE DARK? THE SON WITH THE COMBINED POWERS WILL RISE ONCE AGAIN AS THE PRINCE WHO SHALL CONQUER THE FEARS? WITH THE HANDS OF THE LEADER SHALL HE KILL THE DARKNESS, MUST HE FIND THE CHOSEN ONES TO PASS ON THE POWERS? THE ONES WHO WILL DEFY THE WISHES OF EVERYONE AROUND THEM TWICE? THE SON OF THE SUN? THE SON OF THE SHADOWS? THE SON OF THE LIGHT? THE SON OF THE DARK" She recited a little more loudly then she meant to.
They were all left speechless. Dumbledore looked calmly at her, and nodded for her to sit down.
"So it's true then? Sirius is coming back? For good?" She asked them. Mad-Eye looked at her suspiciously.
"What if she's the enemy?" He barked at her. She shook her head.
"How exactly would I have known the location of the Order?" She asked.
"Hermione, do you realize what the second part of the prophecy means?" Dumbledore asked her calmly.
"Professor all that Sirius… Fuck" She muttered the last part under her breathe.
"I did not catch that." Dumbledore said looking up at the ceiling. She was wondering if he was crazy or a genius, "Now what about Sirius?" He asked her seriously.
"I had this… dream. Sirius was there. He I don't exactly know. He told me some personal things, and then we came here." She said, then muttering, "For fuck's sake, they think I'm a lunatic."
Molly Weasley frowned at her language. Dumbledore seemed to be twiddling his thumbs again.
"Perhaps you should seek Mr. Malfoy's help." He said. She looked at him stunned. What had she expected? Him not to know everything.
"I really don't think Draco is the best person to tell, Professor Dumbledore, sir." She said nervously. Remus patted her back gently.
"Oh, isn't he? Maybe you should try deciphering the last part." He said in his all knowing voice.
He had somehow disapperated her to where she was staying. She sighed, again.
"You know, it's not that common to fall asleep with someone, and not find them there when they awake." She sat down on the couch, not facing him.
"What have I done?" She asked more herself then Draco.
"What?" He asked her confused. She shook her head, and put her head on her hands. "Hermione did something happen?" He asked her worriedly.
"No, Draco. Nothing like that." She said dismissing his suspicions. He nodded at her.
"What have I done?" She asked herself again. He sat down next to her, and lifted her head up. She came out of his grasp.
"Not now. I have something important." She said, and with that she walked out leaving a very hurt Draco behind.
She disapperated to her house where her parents were. It was still fairly early. She wouldn't bother them now.
She rushed to her room to see her owl. She took out parchment and a quill and ink.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I've decided my future for me. I REFUSE to join the Dark Lord. I REFUSE to be in Slytherin house as you planned. I REFUSE to let my last name control me. I REFUSE to follow in your footsteps. I REFUSE to have anything to do with what you do. Disown me if you must. Do what you need to do, but I am not going to do this. I have another life. That's the life I wish to keep. With Harry, Ron, and everyone else.
Your Daughter,
Hermione S.
Dear Draco,
I'm sorry if you love me. Do what you must, but I will not have my life planned out for me. I want it back. I will not let my last name control me. I realized when I was with you how much I miss Harry and Ron. I miss the way things were. Even if it means giving up on you. I'm sorry.
She sent off both letters. She packed all of her things from her room. She apperated to her room in Bermuda, and packed everything also. She saw Draco sitting on the couch. It would be a while before her owl arrived.
A silent tear dropped down her face as she apperated to the Weasleys.
The veil fluttered again, and the man stepped out of it in healthy condition. Hermione ran to him, but she could only go through him. She cried out desperately, but he shook his head.
"Please don't cry." He told her sadly. She sobbed even more desperately. As if on cue, the man materialized, and stepped to her. He hugged her gently.
"How could you leave me? And Harry? He needed you, but you just left. You lost. How could you?" He looked away sadly. "Sirius, answer me!" She yelled desperately.
"You'll find out soon enough. Hermione, you have love now. You need to move on in order to be prepared for what is to come soon." Sirius ordered her grinning a bit, holding on to the sobbing girl.
"How? HOW?" She yelled at him angrily. She stepped away from him. His eyes saddened.
"You need to prepare for what's to come, love." He told her patting her back. "Moony will help. I think he's teaching, again." He said trying to lighten the mood.
Hermione and Sirius were gone in a flash only to reappear in the Headquarters of The Order.
"When is this?" She asked him calming down slightly.
"This is no-" He was cut off bye Mad-Eye. He seemed in a hurry. Then Tonks came into the picture. They went into the room she recognized as the meeting room.
Sirius motioned for her to follow. She stepped right through the door.
"Albus do you really think her prophesy has any meaning? I mean Sybill isn't the most reliable person." Minerva McGonagall said looking down at a piece of paper.
"She is reliable enough when she gives real prophecies. It is to happen in approximately three months. Where, even I cannot decipher." Albus Dumbledore said sadly.
"Does this mean that.. He died." Tonks said waving her green Mohawk as she swung in her chair nervously, only to have it topple over.
"You need to be more careful. CONSTANT VIGILANCE! IF I WAS THE ENEMY I COULD DRAW MY WAND AND KILL YOU RIGHT IN THIS PLACE!" Mad-Eye told her shaking his head.
"Please relax old friend. We have other things to discuss." Dumbledore told him twiddling his fingers. He reached for his pocket, and took out a lemon drop.
Hermione walked over to behind Remus. He had everything covered. He on the other hand seemed gleeful.
"Sirius.." She said mournfully. He nudged her in the direction of another piece of paper.
THE SON OF THE SUN…THE SON OF THE SHADOWS…THE SON OF THE LIGHT…THE SON OF THE DARK…THE SON WITH THE COMBINED POWERS WILL RISE ONCE AGAIN AS THE PRINCE WHO SHALL CONQUER THE FEARS…WITH THE HANDS OF THE LEADER SHALL HE KILL THE DARKNESS, MUST HE FIND THE CHOSEN ONES TO PASS ON THE POWERS…THE ONES WHO WILL DEFY THE WISHES OF EVERYONE AROUND THEM TWICE…THE SON OF THE SUN… THE SON OF THE SHADOWS…THE SON OF THE LIGHT…THE SON OF THE DARK
"You mean…" Hermione started. Sirius hugged her tightly.
Hermione woke up sweating intensely. She looked beside her to see a sleeping form. She sighed deeply.
It was maybe three in the morning. Hermione got up quietly. She went to her room, and put on the nearest thing she could find. She put up her hair quickly. She was still breathing fast.
She took her wand, and muttered Lumos. She had just put on her Quidditch robes. She got her wallet just in case she needed money.
She stepped outside, and walked to the sidewalk. There were still parties going on. She had an idea to relax her nerves. She was too lazy to go back, and the streets were crowded.
"Accio broom." She said as her broom came flying over. She got on it, and rode just above the people's heads.
"Look, she's wearing Sweden official robes!" A kid shouted. Everyone Witch and Wizard loved Quidditch, and Sweden was the best team. They all looked at her, and clapped.
She sighed, guessing there was no use in peace. She flew down, and was swarmed for autographs.
"Are you one of the new players?" Someone her age asked. Everyone listened for her answer as she signed a picture she magically made appear.
"Hermione Slytherin, I'm the new Keeper." She said trying to not sound annoyed.
"That is so cool. How old are you?" Another person pestered.
"I'm in my final year at Hogwarts. So I'm seventeen." She answered casually.
"Show us a move." They all started chanting. She sighed again.
"What would you like me to do?" She asked slightly annoyed.
After a nice show she flew around for a while. She then had another idea, slightly better. The dream, if it was real, happened now. She could confirm.
With a small crackle she was gone. She landed in front of it. She looked at it, and suddenly a house appeared out of no where. Good then. She thought. She walked right in.
A meeting was going on. Now of she only knew if it was true. She decided to take her chances. She knocked furiously. A very disgruntled Remus Lupin answered.
"Hermione? Why are you here?" He asked her. She pushed him out of the way. The pieces of paper were gone. She took a deep breathe, and took a chance.
"THE SON OF THE SUN? THE SON OF THE SHADOWS? THE SON OF THE LIGHT?THE SON OF THE DARK? THE SON WITH THE COMBINED POWERS WILL RISE ONCE AGAIN AS THE PRINCE WHO SHALL CONQUER THE FEARS? WITH THE HANDS OF THE LEADER SHALL HE KILL THE DARKNESS, MUST HE FIND THE CHOSEN ONES TO PASS ON THE POWERS? THE ONES WHO WILL DEFY THE WISHES OF EVERYONE AROUND THEM TWICE? THE SON OF THE SUN? THE SON OF THE SHADOWS? THE SON OF THE LIGHT? THE SON OF THE DARK" She recited a little more loudly then she meant to.
They were all left speechless. Dumbledore looked calmly at her, and nodded for her to sit down.
"So it's true then? Sirius is coming back? For good?" She asked them. Mad-Eye looked at her suspiciously.
"What if she's the enemy?" He barked at her. She shook her head.
"How exactly would I have known the location of the Order?" She asked.
"Hermione, do you realize what the second part of the prophecy means?" Dumbledore asked her calmly.
"Professor all that Sirius… Fuck" She muttered the last part under her breathe.
"I did not catch that." Dumbledore said looking up at the ceiling. She was wondering if he was crazy or a genius, "Now what about Sirius?" He asked her seriously.
"I had this… dream. Sirius was there. He I don't exactly know. He told me some personal things, and then we came here." She said, then muttering, "For fuck's sake, they think I'm a lunatic."
Molly Weasley frowned at her language. Dumbledore seemed to be twiddling his thumbs again.
"Perhaps you should seek Mr. Malfoy's help." He said. She looked at him stunned. What had she expected? Him not to know everything.
"I really don't think Draco is the best person to tell, Professor Dumbledore, sir." She said nervously. Remus patted her back gently.
"Oh, isn't he? Maybe you should try deciphering the last part." He said in his all knowing voice.
He had somehow disapperated her to where she was staying. She sighed, again.
"You know, it's not that common to fall asleep with someone, and not find them there when they awake." She sat down on the couch, not facing him.
"What have I done?" She asked more herself then Draco.
"What?" He asked her confused. She shook her head, and put her head on her hands. "Hermione did something happen?" He asked her worriedly.
"No, Draco. Nothing like that." She said dismissing his suspicions. He nodded at her.
"What have I done?" She asked herself again. He sat down next to her, and lifted her head up. She came out of his grasp.
"Not now. I have something important." She said, and with that she walked out leaving a very hurt Draco behind.
She disapperated to her house where her parents were. It was still fairly early. She wouldn't bother them now.
She rushed to her room to see her owl. She took out parchment and a quill and ink.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I've decided my future for me. I REFUSE to join the Dark Lord. I REFUSE to be in Slytherin house as you planned. I REFUSE to let my last name control me. I REFUSE to follow in your footsteps. I REFUSE to have anything to do with what you do. Disown me if you must. Do what you need to do, but I am not going to do this. I have another life. That's the life I wish to keep. With Harry, Ron, and everyone else.
Your Daughter,
Hermione S.
Dear Draco,
I'm sorry if you love me. Do what you must, but I will not have my life planned out for me. I want it back. I will not let my last name control me. I realized when I was with you how much I miss Harry and Ron. I miss the way things were. Even if it means giving up on you. I'm sorry.
She sent off both letters. She packed all of her things from her room. She apperated to her room in Bermuda, and packed everything also. She saw Draco sitting on the couch. It would be a while before her owl arrived.
A silent tear dropped down her face as she apperated to the Weasleys.