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except for Professor Stratton. I also own the plot.
Chapter 6: New Inductions and Strange Stars
Since it was Saturday, Hermione and Draco laid in bed all day. It was magnificent outside. The sun was out, and there was not a cloud in the sky. Not until around one o'clock did they decide to show their faces in the great hall. As they walked into the great hall, hand in hand, many whispers and pointed fingers were aimed toward them. Hermione kissed Draco on the cheek and headed to the Gryffindor table, while he to the Slytherin table. Hermione had barely sat down when harsh-toned remarks came at her from both Ron and Harry.
"We saw the way you to were dancing together 'Mione, we're not that stupid, we know something is going on between you and Malfoy," said Harry in the softest voice he could muster, which wasn't really all that soft at all.
Most of the hall had quieted down, hoping to hear some of the fragments of the conversation. Harry stood up, grabbing Hermione's elbow, and all but dragged her out of the hall.
"Now, what is the meaning of this?" replied Hermione, almost matching Harry's harsh tone.
"I just said, there is something going on between you and Malfoy. We could see it last night at the ball. You two were out on that dance floor, staring not at each other, but as if you were staring INTO each other. You know how Malfoy is 'Mione, he's not good news. You should stay away from him," replied Harry. Each time he said Malfoy, he spat it out like something foul had entered his mouth.
"Me and Draco are together," said Hermione simply, "Now can I please return to the Hall, I haven't had any breakfast, and I'm starving."
"WHAT!?" shouted Ron and Harry simultaneously.
"I said, can I please return to the hall, I'm starving," replied Hermione growing very impatient.
"No, before that, you can't really mean that! That is ridiculous! We all have despised him for the past six years, and now all of a sudden, you two are.together? That is not possible, we know you 'Mione. What's really going on?" said Ron, growing rather red in the face.
"I told you, we're together. Look, he's changed," said Hermione, stamping her foot on the ground, "he's not the same git he used to be. Probably from the lack of influence from his father. And, I don't really know how to explain what I feel for him," continued Hermione, growing calmer as she thought about him, "You're right, it doesn't make any sense, and three years ago I would have called you mental for even suggesting such a thing. But, it's happening, and I love him," replied Hermione.
"Well, if you feel that strongly about him, I don't know how long it will take us to accept it, but we will deal with it. And we know that we cannot change your mind, we've learned that long ago. But, we will keep an eye out for you just in case," said Harry, much more calmly than he felt.
"Thank you, I really appreciate this," replied Hermione, looking much relieved.
The three friends spent the rest of the day talking about their classes, and preparing for the upcoming DA meeting. This meeting was especially important, because they were taking in new members. They were hoping to take in more members from other houses. Dumbledore said that the war was probably going to be going on for some time, and told Harry to especially work on getting Slytherin students to join. Harry was nowhere near thrilled by this news, but he said he would, and had already invited three new Slytherin students to join.
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That evening back in the common room, Hermione and Draco could be found talking in front of the fire.
"Can I ask you to do a favor for me?" asked Hermione tentatively.
"Sure, I'd do almost anything you asked me to," said Draco comfortingly.
As Hermione sat up, she continued, "Anyway, Harry started this.club two years ago called Dumbledore's Army. It's basically just an extra DADA class, taught by Harry," Hermione stopped to study Draco's face, but it held nothing of what he was thinking so she continued. "And Dumbledore told him to try and get more Slytherin students to join, and I was wondering, well, would you come with me, at least to one meeting? Please? If you just show up once, I think that it will motivate other students to join also.
"You want me to what? To join Potter's little 'club'? Have you gone mental?" said Draco standing up rather quickly.
He paced in front of the fire, in deep thought. He was obviously conflicted. 'If I go, I will be doing a HUGE favor for Hermione, but if I don't go, she will loose some respect towards me. But also, if I go, I'm supporting Potter, something I don't even want to think about. But, then again, I would be helping Hermione out.' He paced, arguing in his head back and forth. He had finally come to a conclusion.
"Alright Hermione, I will come to one meeting. We'll see how it goes after that," replied Draco.
"Oh Draco thank you so much, I owe you huge!"
Hermione threw her arms around Draco, knocking him to the ground. She then kissed him. They lay there for quite some time kissing, cuddled in each other's arms.
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Around midnight, Hermione woke up. They had slept there for over three hours. Her back was sore from the hard floor, and cold because the fire had died down. She looked at Draco, peacefully sleeping. She knew she had made the right choice about sleeping with him Halloween night. She had felt so safe with him. She trusted that he wouldn't do anything to hurt her, or anything she didn't want. The feeling of something big happening returned with full force.
"Draco, wake up, it's after midnight, let's go up and sleep in your bed," said Hermione soothingly.
Draco slowly opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings. He had forgotten that they fell asleep after an exceptionally good snogging session. He smiled up at her and nodded his head. They headed up the staircase, hand in hand. They climbed into bed, and cuddled back together.
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The next morning was just as beautiful as the one before. Draco woke up first, but was careful not to wake up Hermione. He slid his arm out from underneath her head, quickly dressed, and snuck down to the great hall. As he entered the hall, all eyes were on him. Word had gotten around about the two of them being together. People stared and whispered as he filled a huge plate filled with everything he could find, as he didn't know what Hermione liked for breakfast. On his way back upstairs, he was stopped short by none other than Harry Potter and Ron Weasly.
"We need to talk," began Ron, already going red in the face.
"What about Weasel? Upset that Hermione chose me and not you? You can't really blame her though can you?" said Draco.
"Look, all we want to do is warn you. If you so much as bump into her and hurt her, you will have us to deal with," said Harry calmly.
"Ohh, I'm scared now. But don't worry. I wouldn't hurt her," said Draco as he dodged passed them and up into his and Hermione's room with a full breakfast tray.
When he arrived back in his room, he found Hermione still asleep where he had left her. He set the breakfast tray down, and went to the window to look outside. The sun was shinning bright, and it was unusually warm for the first day of November. As Hermione began to stir, he turned around just in time to see her eyes open.
"Hey sleepy head, I thought that you were going to sleep the day away," said Draco.
"What time is it?" asked Hermione sleepily, "Have classes started yet?"
"No, actually today is Sunday, and if you'll turn around, I have brought you breakfast in bed."
They shared their breakfast in silence. It wasn't an awkard silence, or one that seemed to never end, it was one that said they could eat their breakfast, and know what the other is thinking and feeling, without even asking them. It was a comfortable silence.
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"The room is just down here Draco," said Hermione.
"What are you talking about? There is no room down here, and trust me, I know about all of them," said Draco.
As they approached the room of requirement, the door appeared, meaning Harry and Ron must already be there. Hermione wanted to bring Draco early, so as not to cause a scene when they arrived together. As they entered, Harry and Ron turned around to greet Hermione, but when they saw Draco, both of their jaws dropped.
"Bloody hell, what are you doing here Malfoy, no one invited you," stammered Ron.
"Actually," said Draco sneering, "Hermione did."
Ron's face went scarlet, and Harry pulled Hermione aside to talk to her, in private.
"Hermione, what the hell do you think you're doing? Trying to start a riot! You KNOW people are going to be upset when they walk in and see HIM there!" said Harry, who's face was growing so red it might even rival Ron's color.
"Harry, calm down. Dumbledore did say that we were supposed to start bringing in people from other houses didn't he? And, I do believe that he also said especially from Slytherin, am I right?" replied Hermione, not so calmly.
"I suppose so, but still, you should have at least said something to us earlier so we could prepare."
"Alright, I'm sorry. Now, can we get started, most everyone is here,"
And so the meeting began. The DA had begun dueling. Everyone was lined up, and they were practicing disarming their opponents. Most of the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh years had the charm down, so for the second half of the meeting, they spent the time helping the few first, second, and third years. Throughout the meeting, Draco got many different types of looks. Looks of disgust, fear, excitement, and perplexed. He enjoyed doing this to people, so he didn't mind it.
The room was extra large on this night. The walls were all covered with a type of padding, just in case. The dueling pairs used the back of the room, and the front was filled with chairs, and a small platform, complete with a microphone.
At the end of the meeting, they inducted the new members. Three new Slytherins, six Hufflepuffs, and five Ravenclaws, and ten Gryffindors joined; most of them were first through third years. When Draco's name was called, everyone stopped clapping to gawk at him. Each new member received the coin, and recited the vows.
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"Well, that was a some what eventful evening," said Hermione tiredly, on the way to their common room, "but I think it went well. Better than I had expected anyway."
"I know how we can make it even more eventful," said Draco with a devilish grin.
Hermione returned the devilish grin as they walked faster to the portrait of the dove. As they came to the portrait, Hermione said the password, and Draco pushed it. When he touched it, he got a feeling of happiness he had never felt before. But, this quickly turned to fear. He did not know of what, but something inside told him it had to do with Hermione.
"What is it Draco? What's wrong? Why have you stopped?"
These feelings were very evident on Draco's face and Hermione was very worried. Touching a portrait that they have touched hundreds of times before should not have this effect on him. Draco brushed away those feelings and motioned for Hermione to go inside. He would think about this later.
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After the rest of the night's events, Hermione and Draco laid in Draco's bed, naked, on top of the blankets. It was a near clear night and the stars were shining very brightly, there were a few clouds however, obscuring the view of the moon.
"Hermione," started Draco, looking curiously at her, "What's this?"
Draco was referring to a star shaped birthmark on her hipbone.
"I don't know, I've always had it I guess," replied Hermione
"That's strange."
"Ya, most people don't have birthmarks in the shape of a star."
"Well, ya that, and, look."
Hermione looked, and then looked again up at Draco, with a very surprised and bewildered look on her face. Draco had the exact same mark on his hipbone.
"You're right, that is strange. Do you think it means anything?" asked Hermione, unsure if she wanted to know the answer.
"I'm sure it's just a coincidence," replied Draco.
They soon fell quietly asleep. Neither of them would sleep soundly that night. Their dreams would be filled with horrible and peculiar things. Outside, clouds covered the sky. There was not a star to be seen, a huge change from what it was just a few hours ago.
A/N- Well, what do you think? I'd say there's something very strange going on. I will update within a week's time, I promise! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Chapter 6: New Inductions and Strange Stars
Since it was Saturday, Hermione and Draco laid in bed all day. It was magnificent outside. The sun was out, and there was not a cloud in the sky. Not until around one o'clock did they decide to show their faces in the great hall. As they walked into the great hall, hand in hand, many whispers and pointed fingers were aimed toward them. Hermione kissed Draco on the cheek and headed to the Gryffindor table, while he to the Slytherin table. Hermione had barely sat down when harsh-toned remarks came at her from both Ron and Harry.
"We saw the way you to were dancing together 'Mione, we're not that stupid, we know something is going on between you and Malfoy," said Harry in the softest voice he could muster, which wasn't really all that soft at all.
Most of the hall had quieted down, hoping to hear some of the fragments of the conversation. Harry stood up, grabbing Hermione's elbow, and all but dragged her out of the hall.
"Now, what is the meaning of this?" replied Hermione, almost matching Harry's harsh tone.
"I just said, there is something going on between you and Malfoy. We could see it last night at the ball. You two were out on that dance floor, staring not at each other, but as if you were staring INTO each other. You know how Malfoy is 'Mione, he's not good news. You should stay away from him," replied Harry. Each time he said Malfoy, he spat it out like something foul had entered his mouth.
"Me and Draco are together," said Hermione simply, "Now can I please return to the Hall, I haven't had any breakfast, and I'm starving."
"WHAT!?" shouted Ron and Harry simultaneously.
"I said, can I please return to the hall, I'm starving," replied Hermione growing very impatient.
"No, before that, you can't really mean that! That is ridiculous! We all have despised him for the past six years, and now all of a sudden, you two are.together? That is not possible, we know you 'Mione. What's really going on?" said Ron, growing rather red in the face.
"I told you, we're together. Look, he's changed," said Hermione, stamping her foot on the ground, "he's not the same git he used to be. Probably from the lack of influence from his father. And, I don't really know how to explain what I feel for him," continued Hermione, growing calmer as she thought about him, "You're right, it doesn't make any sense, and three years ago I would have called you mental for even suggesting such a thing. But, it's happening, and I love him," replied Hermione.
"Well, if you feel that strongly about him, I don't know how long it will take us to accept it, but we will deal with it. And we know that we cannot change your mind, we've learned that long ago. But, we will keep an eye out for you just in case," said Harry, much more calmly than he felt.
"Thank you, I really appreciate this," replied Hermione, looking much relieved.
The three friends spent the rest of the day talking about their classes, and preparing for the upcoming DA meeting. This meeting was especially important, because they were taking in new members. They were hoping to take in more members from other houses. Dumbledore said that the war was probably going to be going on for some time, and told Harry to especially work on getting Slytherin students to join. Harry was nowhere near thrilled by this news, but he said he would, and had already invited three new Slytherin students to join.
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That evening back in the common room, Hermione and Draco could be found talking in front of the fire.
"Can I ask you to do a favor for me?" asked Hermione tentatively.
"Sure, I'd do almost anything you asked me to," said Draco comfortingly.
As Hermione sat up, she continued, "Anyway, Harry started this.club two years ago called Dumbledore's Army. It's basically just an extra DADA class, taught by Harry," Hermione stopped to study Draco's face, but it held nothing of what he was thinking so she continued. "And Dumbledore told him to try and get more Slytherin students to join, and I was wondering, well, would you come with me, at least to one meeting? Please? If you just show up once, I think that it will motivate other students to join also.
"You want me to what? To join Potter's little 'club'? Have you gone mental?" said Draco standing up rather quickly.
He paced in front of the fire, in deep thought. He was obviously conflicted. 'If I go, I will be doing a HUGE favor for Hermione, but if I don't go, she will loose some respect towards me. But also, if I go, I'm supporting Potter, something I don't even want to think about. But, then again, I would be helping Hermione out.' He paced, arguing in his head back and forth. He had finally come to a conclusion.
"Alright Hermione, I will come to one meeting. We'll see how it goes after that," replied Draco.
"Oh Draco thank you so much, I owe you huge!"
Hermione threw her arms around Draco, knocking him to the ground. She then kissed him. They lay there for quite some time kissing, cuddled in each other's arms.
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Around midnight, Hermione woke up. They had slept there for over three hours. Her back was sore from the hard floor, and cold because the fire had died down. She looked at Draco, peacefully sleeping. She knew she had made the right choice about sleeping with him Halloween night. She had felt so safe with him. She trusted that he wouldn't do anything to hurt her, or anything she didn't want. The feeling of something big happening returned with full force.
"Draco, wake up, it's after midnight, let's go up and sleep in your bed," said Hermione soothingly.
Draco slowly opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings. He had forgotten that they fell asleep after an exceptionally good snogging session. He smiled up at her and nodded his head. They headed up the staircase, hand in hand. They climbed into bed, and cuddled back together.
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The next morning was just as beautiful as the one before. Draco woke up first, but was careful not to wake up Hermione. He slid his arm out from underneath her head, quickly dressed, and snuck down to the great hall. As he entered the hall, all eyes were on him. Word had gotten around about the two of them being together. People stared and whispered as he filled a huge plate filled with everything he could find, as he didn't know what Hermione liked for breakfast. On his way back upstairs, he was stopped short by none other than Harry Potter and Ron Weasly.
"We need to talk," began Ron, already going red in the face.
"What about Weasel? Upset that Hermione chose me and not you? You can't really blame her though can you?" said Draco.
"Look, all we want to do is warn you. If you so much as bump into her and hurt her, you will have us to deal with," said Harry calmly.
"Ohh, I'm scared now. But don't worry. I wouldn't hurt her," said Draco as he dodged passed them and up into his and Hermione's room with a full breakfast tray.
When he arrived back in his room, he found Hermione still asleep where he had left her. He set the breakfast tray down, and went to the window to look outside. The sun was shinning bright, and it was unusually warm for the first day of November. As Hermione began to stir, he turned around just in time to see her eyes open.
"Hey sleepy head, I thought that you were going to sleep the day away," said Draco.
"What time is it?" asked Hermione sleepily, "Have classes started yet?"
"No, actually today is Sunday, and if you'll turn around, I have brought you breakfast in bed."
They shared their breakfast in silence. It wasn't an awkard silence, or one that seemed to never end, it was one that said they could eat their breakfast, and know what the other is thinking and feeling, without even asking them. It was a comfortable silence.
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"The room is just down here Draco," said Hermione.
"What are you talking about? There is no room down here, and trust me, I know about all of them," said Draco.
As they approached the room of requirement, the door appeared, meaning Harry and Ron must already be there. Hermione wanted to bring Draco early, so as not to cause a scene when they arrived together. As they entered, Harry and Ron turned around to greet Hermione, but when they saw Draco, both of their jaws dropped.
"Bloody hell, what are you doing here Malfoy, no one invited you," stammered Ron.
"Actually," said Draco sneering, "Hermione did."
Ron's face went scarlet, and Harry pulled Hermione aside to talk to her, in private.
"Hermione, what the hell do you think you're doing? Trying to start a riot! You KNOW people are going to be upset when they walk in and see HIM there!" said Harry, who's face was growing so red it might even rival Ron's color.
"Harry, calm down. Dumbledore did say that we were supposed to start bringing in people from other houses didn't he? And, I do believe that he also said especially from Slytherin, am I right?" replied Hermione, not so calmly.
"I suppose so, but still, you should have at least said something to us earlier so we could prepare."
"Alright, I'm sorry. Now, can we get started, most everyone is here,"
And so the meeting began. The DA had begun dueling. Everyone was lined up, and they were practicing disarming their opponents. Most of the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh years had the charm down, so for the second half of the meeting, they spent the time helping the few first, second, and third years. Throughout the meeting, Draco got many different types of looks. Looks of disgust, fear, excitement, and perplexed. He enjoyed doing this to people, so he didn't mind it.
The room was extra large on this night. The walls were all covered with a type of padding, just in case. The dueling pairs used the back of the room, and the front was filled with chairs, and a small platform, complete with a microphone.
At the end of the meeting, they inducted the new members. Three new Slytherins, six Hufflepuffs, and five Ravenclaws, and ten Gryffindors joined; most of them were first through third years. When Draco's name was called, everyone stopped clapping to gawk at him. Each new member received the coin, and recited the vows.
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"Well, that was a some what eventful evening," said Hermione tiredly, on the way to their common room, "but I think it went well. Better than I had expected anyway."
"I know how we can make it even more eventful," said Draco with a devilish grin.
Hermione returned the devilish grin as they walked faster to the portrait of the dove. As they came to the portrait, Hermione said the password, and Draco pushed it. When he touched it, he got a feeling of happiness he had never felt before. But, this quickly turned to fear. He did not know of what, but something inside told him it had to do with Hermione.
"What is it Draco? What's wrong? Why have you stopped?"
These feelings were very evident on Draco's face and Hermione was very worried. Touching a portrait that they have touched hundreds of times before should not have this effect on him. Draco brushed away those feelings and motioned for Hermione to go inside. He would think about this later.
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After the rest of the night's events, Hermione and Draco laid in Draco's bed, naked, on top of the blankets. It was a near clear night and the stars were shining very brightly, there were a few clouds however, obscuring the view of the moon.
"Hermione," started Draco, looking curiously at her, "What's this?"
Draco was referring to a star shaped birthmark on her hipbone.
"I don't know, I've always had it I guess," replied Hermione
"That's strange."
"Ya, most people don't have birthmarks in the shape of a star."
"Well, ya that, and, look."
Hermione looked, and then looked again up at Draco, with a very surprised and bewildered look on her face. Draco had the exact same mark on his hipbone.
"You're right, that is strange. Do you think it means anything?" asked Hermione, unsure if she wanted to know the answer.
"I'm sure it's just a coincidence," replied Draco.
They soon fell quietly asleep. Neither of them would sleep soundly that night. Their dreams would be filled with horrible and peculiar things. Outside, clouds covered the sky. There was not a star to be seen, a huge change from what it was just a few hours ago.
A/N- Well, what do you think? I'd say there's something very strange going on. I will update within a week's time, I promise! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!