A/N Hey another chapter! Er.don't think much of the title.any suggestions?
Chapter twenty four ~ Guilty
Hermione was shaken. First she had killed her friends with her big mouth, and now she was about to be sent to Azkaban by the 'Minister' for talking to his stupid son! The injustice of it crept through her body. She managed a look at Dumbldore as Snape entered the office. He looked across at his student.
"You should return to class, Miss Granger."
Hermione nodded, she walked to the door and stopped. "Thanks." She muttered as she left.
Once outside the office she collapsed miserably against the wall. She couldn't face going back to class, not with Ron and Harry questioning her. she stood there for a few moments, then hearing movement in the office she set off down the corridor.
She did not return to the dungeons she went instead to the library and sat once more at the desk where she had spoken to Draco. Someone steadily approached the table. she looked up with a gasp.
"You have a nerve." She said, bitterly jumping up.
"I have plenty." Draco replied.
"No, Malfoy, nerves are something you can't buy." Hermione said, angrily. "I don't know how you live with yourself, I really don't."
"Me? It was you who betrayed your friends, you killed them, mudblood."
Hermione shook her head. "I may be a mouthy, gullible girl, Malfoy, but I am not a murderer. Not like you. One of the greatest moments of your life, when you told your father you'd tricked me into telling? I'd pity you, if you weren't such a bastard."
"What if I said I was sorry?" Malfoy said, the sneer still on his face.
"Sorry? Sorry, don't buy lives, don't buy trust. What information do you want know Malfoy, eh? What the Order is planning next, not a lot since quite a few of 'em are dead, all down to you. Take that apology Malfoy, and stick it where the sun don't shine. You've gone to far this time, and you're gonna regret the day you were born."
"Oh, I'm so scared." Malfoy said, shocked.
"Like I said, money can't buy bravery, can't buy nerves." Hermione walked away, her hands were shaking with anger. She tried to block out Malfoy's words, but they kept rebounding around her mind, she had killed her friends, maybe she was just as bad as Malfoy.
"I'm going to plead guilty." Hermione said, as she sat down in the common room.
"What?!" Ron exclaimed.
"Why not?"
"Why not?! Bloody Hell Hermione, have you lost your mind?"
"I did it, Ron and I should pay the price." She said, simply.
"You didn't do anything." Ron insisted.
"Who've you been talking to?" Harry said, quietly.
"What?"
"Have you been talking to Malfoy?"
Hermione looked down.
"Hermione, you haven't done anything."
"Oh no, course I haven't. Rayola, Moony and Tonks are injured, and others are dead."
"You said Malfoy already knew about it, he only needed you to confirm it. you didn't really tell him anything he didn't already know." Harry said, quickly.
"Look Harry, don't try and make me feel better, 'cause I really don't want to! Let me feel the burden of what I have done." She insisted. "Maybe I should go to Azkaban, after all Sirius went."
"Don't dare compare yourself to Sirius, don't dare. He has nothing to do with you, or anyone for that matter. He died, Hermione, so that we could live, and you, you want to throw away his sacrifice as though it didn't mean anything, as though he did it for nothing."
"Of course he didn't die for nothing, Harry. He died for something he believed in, you." she said, getting up. "It's nice of people like you and Snape to stick up for me, Harry. But I want what I deserve, justice."
"Hermione, are you mad? You're not gonna get justice, you're gonna be tried by Malfoy and the death eaters!" Ron exclaimed, jumping up, he grabbed her arm as she tried to walk away.
Hermione pulled away. "I want justice, Ron, and I'm going to get it."
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Draco sat in the Slytherin common room. The students surrounding him were all talking about one thing, the arrest of Hermione Granger. But for once in his life, Malfoy didn't want to take part.
"It's called guilt." A voice said, from behind him.
Draco spun round to find his twenty year old sister standing behind him.
"Where'd you come from?" He grumbled as he got up and they went and sat in an empty corner to talk.
"Not quite sure actually." She admitted. "Look Draco, what you did to Granger."
"Father asked me to find out what."
Tamarisk nodded. "Yeah, I know. but I don't answer to him any more Draco. I stopped being his puppet years ago, you should do the same."
Draco remained silent.
"What? No comeback? Is that because you know I'm right?" she smiled.
Draco shook his head, viciously. "No, it's because what you said was so stupid I couldn't dignify it with a answer." He said, angrily, getting up. He disappeared up the stairs to the boys dormitory, leaving Tamarisk among the other Slytherin students. She sighed. Maybe one day he would learn.
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The trial was fast approaching, and Hermione was pouring all her time into defending herself. She still claimed she was going to plead guilty, but wanted a good defence, that way she might be able to explain her actions. For instance turning murder into manslaughter.
Harry and Ron were very worried about her. Harry wished bitterly that Sirius was there, he needed someone to talk to, someone to advise him. it wasn't the same coming from Moony. Harry had always had an empty spot inside. When Sirius came along that spot had been filled. But now it was empty again, and aching away inside him.
Moony and Tonks had both recovered, so had Rayola, although she had not been in hospital. Madame Pomfrey had gone along to Grimmauld Place to care for her, on Snape's request. But they would have to find a new hide away. Grimmauld Place was no longer safe.
A/N Please review and if you have suggestions for a better chapter title, or a title for my fic then I'd love to hear it! Cheers, me hearties! (POTC *grin* any one else absolutely love that movie??!!)
Chapter twenty four ~ Guilty
Hermione was shaken. First she had killed her friends with her big mouth, and now she was about to be sent to Azkaban by the 'Minister' for talking to his stupid son! The injustice of it crept through her body. She managed a look at Dumbldore as Snape entered the office. He looked across at his student.
"You should return to class, Miss Granger."
Hermione nodded, she walked to the door and stopped. "Thanks." She muttered as she left.
Once outside the office she collapsed miserably against the wall. She couldn't face going back to class, not with Ron and Harry questioning her. she stood there for a few moments, then hearing movement in the office she set off down the corridor.
She did not return to the dungeons she went instead to the library and sat once more at the desk where she had spoken to Draco. Someone steadily approached the table. she looked up with a gasp.
"You have a nerve." She said, bitterly jumping up.
"I have plenty." Draco replied.
"No, Malfoy, nerves are something you can't buy." Hermione said, angrily. "I don't know how you live with yourself, I really don't."
"Me? It was you who betrayed your friends, you killed them, mudblood."
Hermione shook her head. "I may be a mouthy, gullible girl, Malfoy, but I am not a murderer. Not like you. One of the greatest moments of your life, when you told your father you'd tricked me into telling? I'd pity you, if you weren't such a bastard."
"What if I said I was sorry?" Malfoy said, the sneer still on his face.
"Sorry? Sorry, don't buy lives, don't buy trust. What information do you want know Malfoy, eh? What the Order is planning next, not a lot since quite a few of 'em are dead, all down to you. Take that apology Malfoy, and stick it where the sun don't shine. You've gone to far this time, and you're gonna regret the day you were born."
"Oh, I'm so scared." Malfoy said, shocked.
"Like I said, money can't buy bravery, can't buy nerves." Hermione walked away, her hands were shaking with anger. She tried to block out Malfoy's words, but they kept rebounding around her mind, she had killed her friends, maybe she was just as bad as Malfoy.
"I'm going to plead guilty." Hermione said, as she sat down in the common room.
"What?!" Ron exclaimed.
"Why not?"
"Why not?! Bloody Hell Hermione, have you lost your mind?"
"I did it, Ron and I should pay the price." She said, simply.
"You didn't do anything." Ron insisted.
"Who've you been talking to?" Harry said, quietly.
"What?"
"Have you been talking to Malfoy?"
Hermione looked down.
"Hermione, you haven't done anything."
"Oh no, course I haven't. Rayola, Moony and Tonks are injured, and others are dead."
"You said Malfoy already knew about it, he only needed you to confirm it. you didn't really tell him anything he didn't already know." Harry said, quickly.
"Look Harry, don't try and make me feel better, 'cause I really don't want to! Let me feel the burden of what I have done." She insisted. "Maybe I should go to Azkaban, after all Sirius went."
"Don't dare compare yourself to Sirius, don't dare. He has nothing to do with you, or anyone for that matter. He died, Hermione, so that we could live, and you, you want to throw away his sacrifice as though it didn't mean anything, as though he did it for nothing."
"Of course he didn't die for nothing, Harry. He died for something he believed in, you." she said, getting up. "It's nice of people like you and Snape to stick up for me, Harry. But I want what I deserve, justice."
"Hermione, are you mad? You're not gonna get justice, you're gonna be tried by Malfoy and the death eaters!" Ron exclaimed, jumping up, he grabbed her arm as she tried to walk away.
Hermione pulled away. "I want justice, Ron, and I'm going to get it."
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Draco sat in the Slytherin common room. The students surrounding him were all talking about one thing, the arrest of Hermione Granger. But for once in his life, Malfoy didn't want to take part.
"It's called guilt." A voice said, from behind him.
Draco spun round to find his twenty year old sister standing behind him.
"Where'd you come from?" He grumbled as he got up and they went and sat in an empty corner to talk.
"Not quite sure actually." She admitted. "Look Draco, what you did to Granger."
"Father asked me to find out what."
Tamarisk nodded. "Yeah, I know. but I don't answer to him any more Draco. I stopped being his puppet years ago, you should do the same."
Draco remained silent.
"What? No comeback? Is that because you know I'm right?" she smiled.
Draco shook his head, viciously. "No, it's because what you said was so stupid I couldn't dignify it with a answer." He said, angrily, getting up. He disappeared up the stairs to the boys dormitory, leaving Tamarisk among the other Slytherin students. She sighed. Maybe one day he would learn.
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The trial was fast approaching, and Hermione was pouring all her time into defending herself. She still claimed she was going to plead guilty, but wanted a good defence, that way she might be able to explain her actions. For instance turning murder into manslaughter.
Harry and Ron were very worried about her. Harry wished bitterly that Sirius was there, he needed someone to talk to, someone to advise him. it wasn't the same coming from Moony. Harry had always had an empty spot inside. When Sirius came along that spot had been filled. But now it was empty again, and aching away inside him.
Moony and Tonks had both recovered, so had Rayola, although she had not been in hospital. Madame Pomfrey had gone along to Grimmauld Place to care for her, on Snape's request. But they would have to find a new hide away. Grimmauld Place was no longer safe.
A/N Please review and if you have suggestions for a better chapter title, or a title for my fic then I'd love to hear it! Cheers, me hearties! (POTC *grin* any one else absolutely love that movie??!!)