Bring Me To Life
~* Hey guys sorry I couldn't write sooner, but I had to go to a family reunion. Anyway, I'm here now, so special thanks to KOKO, Cataclysmic, GoldenWolf88, SilverDreams04, amy, Jack, adsf, Christina B, and Sandry, for their nice reviews! *~
Chapter 6 ~ The First Step
Hermione, followed closely by Harry, entered the library on the Friday afternoon of which they had found out about Gryffindor's Prophecy. Madam Pince wasn't paying any attention to the pair of Gryffindors, as they were in the library all the time, and there was nothing to be suspicious of. Hermione saw a large book on the shelves, and picked it out.
The book had a cover which looked really ancient, and also like it had been passed down through many ages. Harry could only just make out the faded Hogwarts Crest on the cover, and the colours; Maroon, Green, Yellow and Blue. This was accordance to the house colours of Hogwarts School.
'This is the book, I'm sure of it. We'll be certain to find something in here Harry.' Hermione said knowingly.
'Well, as long as you're positive.' Harry said.
'I checked this book out back in our second year, to read up about the Chamber of Secrets. I never thought I'd need to use it again.' Hermione paused to flip through some pages. 'I know I've read up about it before, Gryffindor's Prophecy. . . I should have paid more attention!' Hermione smacked herself on the head in frustration.
Harry glanced at the page, and, almost as if an invisible force was urging him on, he turned over a few pages. As soon as Harry laid eyes on the page, it shone brilliant gold. Hermione and Harry both gasped.
'Is that it Hermione?' Harry asked cautiously. Hermione looked at him wide eyed.
'Yes, I remember now! It even says to in here!' Hermione trailed her finger on the golden page and read: 'Gryffindor's Prophecy: One powerful wizard will resurrect Godric Gryffindor from the dead in his 6th year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This will result in the forthcoming of a terrible war, between Godric, and a powerful wizard from the future. This wizard will have a name that all fear to speak.' Hermione stopped.
'That's Voldemort, which means that Gryffindor has to fight the rightful Heir of Slytherin!' Harry exclaimed.
'That's right.' Said Hermione, looking at Harry with a surprised look on her face. 'This could well be the last. . .' Hermione trailed off.
'The last what, exactly?' Harry wondered.
'I don't know Harry, I just don't know.'
~***~
'What? I don't understand, so what Binns was talking about was really true, and you have to resurrect Godric Gryffindor?' Ron was saying the next morning at breakfast. He was talking with his mouth full of toast, which was annoying Harry to great extent.
'That's right Ron, me and Hermione -' Harry stopped talking when he saw the look on his friend's face. Obviously Ron wasn't in the mood for talking about Hermione. 'Oh come on Ron, what do you have against Hermione?' Harry sighed, sad that his two best friends weren't talking to each other. Ron set down his piece of toast, much to Harry's relief.
'She's horrible Harry, you saw what she did, and you also saw the way she lied about her joking, just so I wouldn't be mad at her. Well, she can go to hell, and if you're on her side of this, then you can go to hell as well.' Ron glared at Harry and stalked off. Harry noticed several Slytherin's laugh at Ron's hair. Thankfully, Ron ignored them.
Harry sat at the Gryffindor table in solitude for a while, before Hermione ran up to him, and sat down abruptly next to him at the table. She slammed the old musty Hogwarts book infront of his nose. Harry recoiled in disgust at the smell.
'Harry, here it is!' She exclaimed, pointing at a great many lines on the faded page. Harry stared at it as if to say;
'Here what is?' He said.
'The Potion and Spell you need to bring back Godric Gryffindor! That's what!' Hermione practically yelled it out, but kept her voice to a low level, incase they were overheard.
Harry stared in awe at the Potion ingredients.
'Hermione, do you have any idea how many school rules I'll be breaking to sneak around and get those?' Harry panicked, and started to recite some ingredients, 'Wolfsbane, Root of Peprita, Kracken Tentacle, Eye of a Troll?' Harry stopped, not wanting to read any more foul ingredients.
'Well, we'll just have to use your Cloak more, won't we Harry.' Hermione said with a grin. Harry returned it with a small smile.
~***~
'Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr Weasley, I would like to know that you shan't have another outburst like this one.' Professor McGonagall snapped at Ron, after he had put a jelly-legs hex on Lisa Turpin, a Ravenclaw girl who had made a snide remark about Ron's hair.
'Sorry Professor.' Ron mumbled, and went back to trying to change his jar into a mouse.
'Transfiguring inanimate objects such as your jars, into a living creature, is probably one of the more advanced methods of Transfiguration.' McGonagall was saying. 'I'm not surprised that many of you have not been successful in this process.' McGonagall eyes Hermione's mouse, which still had a rather roundish body, however, it was moving around, and most certainly alive. 'However, there are some students who are naturals.' She finished, giving Hermione a small, barely noticeable smile.
Outside the classroom, Ron chose to go ballistic.
'How dare she take points off Gryffindor, and not Ravenclaw!' Ron glared at Lisa, who gave him a smug smirk, and walked off. He then noticed Hermione looking at him, shaking her head. 'You shut up!' He yelled in rage. Hermione, however, just sighed and pointed her wand at Ron's hair.
'Repecarious.' She said, and, to everyone's amazement, his hair faded back to it's gingery colour. Ron's ears went slightly pink.
'Thanks Hermione.' He said softly, gracious to her for fixing his hair.
'I've been looking for that spell for over a week now, Ron.' Hermione said quietly, and looked at the floor, but, to her surprise, Ron hugged her.
'Sorry Hermione. I over-reacted.' Ron muttered. Hermione smiled happily, for the first time in weeks. Harry smirked at the two of them.
'Honestly, you two are too much!'
Ron and Hermione split apart rather hastily. Everything was back to normal, almost. . .
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~* I'm sorry it's short, but I wanted to get this chapter out quickly. Due to popular demand, Ron's hair, and his friendship with Hermione have been repaired! I was getting kind of sick of the hair joke anyway! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Hey guys sorry I couldn't write sooner, but I had to go to a family reunion. Anyway, I'm here now, so special thanks to KOKO, Cataclysmic, GoldenWolf88, SilverDreams04, amy, Jack, adsf, Christina B, and Sandry, for their nice reviews! *~
Chapter 6 ~ The First Step
Hermione, followed closely by Harry, entered the library on the Friday afternoon of which they had found out about Gryffindor's Prophecy. Madam Pince wasn't paying any attention to the pair of Gryffindors, as they were in the library all the time, and there was nothing to be suspicious of. Hermione saw a large book on the shelves, and picked it out.
The book had a cover which looked really ancient, and also like it had been passed down through many ages. Harry could only just make out the faded Hogwarts Crest on the cover, and the colours; Maroon, Green, Yellow and Blue. This was accordance to the house colours of Hogwarts School.
'This is the book, I'm sure of it. We'll be certain to find something in here Harry.' Hermione said knowingly.
'Well, as long as you're positive.' Harry said.
'I checked this book out back in our second year, to read up about the Chamber of Secrets. I never thought I'd need to use it again.' Hermione paused to flip through some pages. 'I know I've read up about it before, Gryffindor's Prophecy. . . I should have paid more attention!' Hermione smacked herself on the head in frustration.
Harry glanced at the page, and, almost as if an invisible force was urging him on, he turned over a few pages. As soon as Harry laid eyes on the page, it shone brilliant gold. Hermione and Harry both gasped.
'Is that it Hermione?' Harry asked cautiously. Hermione looked at him wide eyed.
'Yes, I remember now! It even says to in here!' Hermione trailed her finger on the golden page and read: 'Gryffindor's Prophecy: One powerful wizard will resurrect Godric Gryffindor from the dead in his 6th year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This will result in the forthcoming of a terrible war, between Godric, and a powerful wizard from the future. This wizard will have a name that all fear to speak.' Hermione stopped.
'That's Voldemort, which means that Gryffindor has to fight the rightful Heir of Slytherin!' Harry exclaimed.
'That's right.' Said Hermione, looking at Harry with a surprised look on her face. 'This could well be the last. . .' Hermione trailed off.
'The last what, exactly?' Harry wondered.
'I don't know Harry, I just don't know.'
~***~
'What? I don't understand, so what Binns was talking about was really true, and you have to resurrect Godric Gryffindor?' Ron was saying the next morning at breakfast. He was talking with his mouth full of toast, which was annoying Harry to great extent.
'That's right Ron, me and Hermione -' Harry stopped talking when he saw the look on his friend's face. Obviously Ron wasn't in the mood for talking about Hermione. 'Oh come on Ron, what do you have against Hermione?' Harry sighed, sad that his two best friends weren't talking to each other. Ron set down his piece of toast, much to Harry's relief.
'She's horrible Harry, you saw what she did, and you also saw the way she lied about her joking, just so I wouldn't be mad at her. Well, she can go to hell, and if you're on her side of this, then you can go to hell as well.' Ron glared at Harry and stalked off. Harry noticed several Slytherin's laugh at Ron's hair. Thankfully, Ron ignored them.
Harry sat at the Gryffindor table in solitude for a while, before Hermione ran up to him, and sat down abruptly next to him at the table. She slammed the old musty Hogwarts book infront of his nose. Harry recoiled in disgust at the smell.
'Harry, here it is!' She exclaimed, pointing at a great many lines on the faded page. Harry stared at it as if to say;
'Here what is?' He said.
'The Potion and Spell you need to bring back Godric Gryffindor! That's what!' Hermione practically yelled it out, but kept her voice to a low level, incase they were overheard.
Harry stared in awe at the Potion ingredients.
'Hermione, do you have any idea how many school rules I'll be breaking to sneak around and get those?' Harry panicked, and started to recite some ingredients, 'Wolfsbane, Root of Peprita, Kracken Tentacle, Eye of a Troll?' Harry stopped, not wanting to read any more foul ingredients.
'Well, we'll just have to use your Cloak more, won't we Harry.' Hermione said with a grin. Harry returned it with a small smile.
~***~
'Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr Weasley, I would like to know that you shan't have another outburst like this one.' Professor McGonagall snapped at Ron, after he had put a jelly-legs hex on Lisa Turpin, a Ravenclaw girl who had made a snide remark about Ron's hair.
'Sorry Professor.' Ron mumbled, and went back to trying to change his jar into a mouse.
'Transfiguring inanimate objects such as your jars, into a living creature, is probably one of the more advanced methods of Transfiguration.' McGonagall was saying. 'I'm not surprised that many of you have not been successful in this process.' McGonagall eyes Hermione's mouse, which still had a rather roundish body, however, it was moving around, and most certainly alive. 'However, there are some students who are naturals.' She finished, giving Hermione a small, barely noticeable smile.
Outside the classroom, Ron chose to go ballistic.
'How dare she take points off Gryffindor, and not Ravenclaw!' Ron glared at Lisa, who gave him a smug smirk, and walked off. He then noticed Hermione looking at him, shaking her head. 'You shut up!' He yelled in rage. Hermione, however, just sighed and pointed her wand at Ron's hair.
'Repecarious.' She said, and, to everyone's amazement, his hair faded back to it's gingery colour. Ron's ears went slightly pink.
'Thanks Hermione.' He said softly, gracious to her for fixing his hair.
'I've been looking for that spell for over a week now, Ron.' Hermione said quietly, and looked at the floor, but, to her surprise, Ron hugged her.
'Sorry Hermione. I over-reacted.' Ron muttered. Hermione smiled happily, for the first time in weeks. Harry smirked at the two of them.
'Honestly, you two are too much!'
Ron and Hermione split apart rather hastily. Everything was back to normal, almost. . .
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~* I'm sorry it's short, but I wanted to get this chapter out quickly. Due to popular demand, Ron's hair, and his friendship with Hermione have been repaired! I was getting kind of sick of the hair joke anyway! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~