It's Dejavu All Over Again
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN NOTHING!!!! Except the plot!!!
Summary: Hermione's 20 years old and she's running away from her past.
Everything seemed to go wrong in her 7th year. What if she had a chance to
change her past...to be with that one 'someone' that's been haunting her
thoughts...what would she do? Change?
a/n: Ok, blah. Here goes another chapter. . .
Last time:
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"Um. . ." Hermione muttered finally when an awkward silence filled the room. "I'm still not getting all of this."
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Chapter Thirteen: Oh my gosh, he's so sexy. . .
"Well, me neither." Yellow said. "If you don't get it, then neither do I! Now come on! It's like morning and we've got a lot of things to do!"
Hermione moaned and rolled her eyes. "Like what do we have to do? I don't want to do anything right now. I think my life's a mess. . ."
"Wes sa gots ta go and gets ya fixed up! You looks likes a mess-sa. Ands that's bads bads bads!!!!" The little girl giggled. "Just have some fun, for once. It will take your mind off of things right now. That's all I can do for you at the moment." Yellow said and sobered up with a sympathetic tone.
Hermione covered her head with a pillow. "I don't need to have fun. I need to figure out what's going on. It's just not right!"
"No really, you need some fun. Believe meh. You need it. You've never really had fun and that half killed meh. Now, come on!"
Hermione was half dragged, half shoved out of her bed. She landed with a loud thud. "OUCH! Watch it!" She yelled at the little girl. Hermione rubbed her head and got up from the floor. "If you really want me to go, I'm coming. Just let me get dressed.
She grabbed some pants and a t-shirt and put it on. Hermione looked over at her guest and frowned. She still couldn't believe that the girl was her 'inner child.'
"That I am." Yellow smiled and squinted at her. "I can read your mind you know. I am you. You are me. We coexist. I may look young, but I'm as old as you in a way. Anyways, can we please leave!!! I'm getting tired of sitting on your bed when we've got fun things to do."
"Alright, alright! Where are we off to first, the library?"
Yellow shook her head. "Nope, that's where the boring us would go, we're going to go and get us some new clothes. You really need some help and I'm now here to HELP you out."
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Minutes later. . .
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"AHHH!!! You've got to be kidding me Yellow! I can not go around wearing this kind of outfit. I look like a total freak!" Hermione laughed with Yellow. Yellow laughed and fell off the chair she was sitting on.
"Sure you can! Lighten up, have some fun! We've got all day. It's a shopping spree! Weee. . ." She said and ran around the changing room stall. "Hmmm. . . we should do your hair too. What about the color—HIGHLIGHTS—RED ONES!"
Yellow pulled out a very small wand and twirled it a few times. Some spurts of glitter came out of the ends. She chuckled and pointed it at Hermione's hair. Before she could stop her Yellow had muttered some words and her hair had ended up with red highlights.
Hermione picked up the girl and started to tickled her senseless. *I'm having fun. . .* She hadn't wanted red highlights, but she couldn't really punish the girl. Yellow laughed and screamed.
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Hours later. . .
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Yellow pulled her up the stairs of a tower in a castle somewhere in Ireland. She didn't really know how they ended up there. It had been almost like a dream. She was having so much fun. Hermione couldn't recall any other time in her life when she had this much fun. She sighed, if only Yellow had come sooner. . .
"Come! Look! I discovered it when I was dream hopping." Yellow announced with a happy attitude.
Hermione looked around. They were at the top of the tower. The air felt fresh, and the view was wonderful, like a fairy tale. *Dream hopping?*
"What's dream hopping?" Hermione asked as she took in a deep breath of the air.
Yellow sighed content. "Dream hopping is when you go all over the place, but it's really is make believe. The places may be real, but you're just there in dream, so you can't touch anything and nobody can see you."
"Hmm. . .nice. I like this place. It's so peaceful."
"That's why I like it." A male voice replied.
Hermione froze. She didn't know who it was and she wasn't very sure she wanted to know. She turned around to face the man. And the only words she could think of were, 'Oh my gosh he's sexy.' Hermione blushed when she realized that she wasn't dressed like herself.
*Yes you are. It's your new self, remember?* A voice tinkled in her head. *Be fun, be happy. . .*
Hermione smiled at the thought and looked around for Yellow, but she found that she had disappeared. She frowned and looked back into the icy eyes which hadn't left her face. She shivered and gave a curt nod toward the fellow.
"Lovely evening, isn't it?"
Hermione nodded and turned away from the gaze that held her captive. She felt him step near her and nearer. She couldn't do anything, she was trapped.
"May I ask, Granger, what you are doing so far from your American home and who were you talking to?"
She gulped when she could feel his breath on her face. "N-n-none of your business!" She snapped and tried to move around the body blocking her.
"I don't think so. I'm not that easy." He smiled.
"Well, I thought so!" Hermione chattered really nervous.
He laughed and touched her face. "I hate to break it to you, but I think you want to stay with me a little longer."
She wanted to smack his face. She was so close to doing so. "Draco. . ."
"What?! Am I that bad?" He smirked and shut her mouth with his. . .
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a/n: There! Ha! I'm done, I'm done! Well, for now. I am in no rush to get to the yummy parts, so this is all you guys are getting for the moment. Please read and review. Peace!
Love always,
~Angel of Rage~
