Hearts Combined
~* Hey everyone! I haven't gotten around to checking reviews as I'm writing this chapter right after the previous one. I'm on a role with this story! *~
Chapter 7 ~ The Begining
Draco disappeared into the Great Hall, and Ron seemed satisfied. He turned to Neville.
'So Neville, do you have any idea where this portrait is?' Ron asked.
'I think Hermione said something about it being on the sixth floor.' Neville said, so they headed up to the sixth floor.
Neville was the one to spot the portrait with the Prefects, Malfoy and Hermione. The portrait was of the Prefects, Draco and Hermione in front of a large mountain, with a beautiful sparkling blue river snaking around them. It was rather beautiful. The grass in the painting glistened a brilliant green, and the river sparkled like diamonds.
'Wow, what a nice portrait.' Ron mused. 'Rainbow Jellybeans.' The portrait swung open, and Ron and Neville walked into the beautiful Hogwarts Common Room.
The Common Room was beautiful. It had polished wooden floorboards, with four rugs. Each rug was in each corner. There was a blue and bronze one with ravens on it, a red and gold one with lions on it, a green and silver one with snakes on it, and a black and yellow one with badgers on it. One wall was covered intirely with a beautiful antique bookshelf, filled from top to bottom with books. This was very high, because the Common Room ceiling was very high, at least seven meters, on estimate. There was a large Fireplace in the centre of the wall opposite to the bookcase. On each side of the Fireplace, was a door. One door had a snake and a raven on it, and the other had a lion and a badger on it. On the wall opposite to the tunnel, where they had come in from, there were five staircases. On top of one, there were the names "Samantha Dailey & Joel Reiley", another one had "Luna Lovegood & Tony Waters", there was "Allison Ashby & Mitchell Taylor", one which had "Ginny Weasley & Phillip Cassady", and the last one had "Hermione Granger & Draco Malfoy".
By the fireplace, there were six loveseats. One was Red, with two golden cushions, one was Blue, with two bronze cushions, one was Green, with two Silver cushions, one was Yellow with two Black cushions, and the other two had all the house colours, one which had silver cushions, and the other had gold cushions. The golden cushions on the red loveseat had the names "Ginny" written in red on one, and "Phillip" written in red on the other. The silver cushions on the green loveseat had the names "Samantha" written in green on one, and "Joel" written in green on the other. The black cushions on the yellow loveseat had the names "Allison" written in yellow on one, and "Mitchell" written in yellow on the other. The bronze cushions on the blue loveseat had the names "Luna" written in blue on one, and "Tony" written in blue on the other. Lastly, on the couch with all the house colours and Gold Cushions, "Hermione" was written in red on both of the gold cushions, and on the one with Silver Cushions, "Draco" was written in green on both of the silver cushions. All the names were written beautifully in cursive, calligraphy handwriting.
On the wall between the staircases, there were some stained glass windows, each with either a picture of a snake, lion, raven or badger on them.
'Merlin, it's awesome! I wish the Gryffindor Common Room looked like this.' Ron said in awe.
'Yes, it is beautiful.' Neville said.
'There's the staircase we have to go up.' Ron pointed at the staircase which had Hermione's and Malfoy's name above it.
'They share a room?' Neville asked timidly.
'Yeah. . .' Ron replied. The boys headed up the stairs to reveal Hermione's and Draco's room. Both Neville and Ron gaped at the sight.
They were in a large room. It was separated into two halves only by the colour change. On one side, the walls were red, and the carpet was gold. There was a king sized, four poster bed, with red curtains that draped around the bed. There was also a beautiful red rug in the middle of the floor. There was a large wooden wardrobe, with "Hermione" written on it in golden letters. next to the wardrobe, there was a wooden door, which had a female bathroom sign on it, but instead of being blue, it was gold.
On the other side was exactly the same, except that the walls were green, the carpet was silver, the curtains on the four poster bed were green, and the rug was green. On the wooden wardrobe on the green side, "Draco" was written in silver letters, and on the wooden bathroom door, there was a male bathroom sign.
The door in which Ron and Neville had entered, was exactly in the middle of the wall. There were two windows on the opposite wall. One just on the red part of the wall, and the other right next to it, but on the green part of the wall.
There were two large, soft arm chairs. One was green with silver trimmings, and the other one was red with golden trimmings. Crookshanks was in the red arm chair snoozing peacefully. Ron knew better than to disturb the sleeping cat.
Ron and Neville wandered into Hermione's side of the room.
'Ron? Neville?' Said a voice coming from the wall. Ron and Neville snapped their heads in the direction of the voice, and they saw the life sized portrait of Harry.
'Harry?' They both said, too shocked to say anything else.
'I heard about what you and the rest of the Gryffindors have been saying to Hermione about Malfoy.' Harry scowled.
'It's okay, we left them, we don't believe that Hermione should be treated like that.' Ron said in his defence. 'I stuck up for Malfoy and Hermione down there.'
'Yeah, me too, and Malfoy gave us the password to the Hogwarts Common Room downstairs.' Neville added.
'I'm very disappointed in all the Gryffindors.' Harry said, and shook his head.
'We are as well.' Ron stated. 'So where's Hermione? Draco said you'd explain where she is.'
'She's in her private room, beyond my portrait.' Harry said.
'So can we go in?' Neville asked.
'No, it only works for Hermione, hence it being her private, personal room, which no other soul can access, apart from Dumbledore.' Harry said. 'If she was in trouble, Dumbledore would need to get in.'
'We want to apologise to her. Is there any way that you can get her to come out?' Ron asked.
'Afraid not Ron.' Harry said. 'She'll come out when she's ready.' At that moment, Harry's Portrait swung open and a puffy eyed Hermione walked out.
'Ron? Neville? How did you two get in here?' Hermione asked, her voice shaky and croaky. Both boys enveloped Hermione in a hug.
'Never mind that, we just want you to know that we're truly sorry for going with everyone else and trying to run your life.' Ron said.
'I'm sorry too Hermione!' Neville said gleefully, happy to see his friend. Hermione smiled.
'Thank you guys, thank you for believing in me, and in Draco. He would never have made Head Boy if Dumbledore didn't believe he had what it takes.' Hermione said happily.
'I suppose you've got us on that one Hermione.' Ron said.
'So, what about Ginny, Dean and Seamus? What did they say?' Hermione asked in a shaky voice. Ron looked at the ground and Neville started humming softly. Hermione's eyes narrowed. 'Tell me.' She said, her voice dangerously low.
'Parvati and Lavender have joined the "Lets-Hate-Draco-Malfoy-And-All-His- Friends" club.' Ron said bitterly.
'They all think you're a traitor, and no doubt they think the same of us now, too.' Neville added. Hermione's eyes dropped.
'I knew Parvati would have something to say about it. She was always against Draco because he was Harry's number two rival.' Hermione sighed.
'Number two?' Ron asked curiously.
'There was Voldemort.' Hermione said simply.
'Oh yeah, Voldemort.' Ron said dryly. 'I never fancied him much.' Hermione gave him a stern look. Ron just rolled his eyes.
'I hate Parvati. She's always been jealous of me because I was closer to Harry than she was, and now she's out to get me, just because I made friends with Draco.' Hermione said sadly. 'You'll see, you'll see her nasty side.'
'We already did, at breakfast.' Neville said, a little scared.
'Pffft, that was no "Nasty Parvati". The worst of her is yet to come.' Ron said.
'That can't be good.' Hermione said.
'Of corse it can't be, I mean, she's a nasty bitch.' Ron said. 'Do you remember when Lavender played that trick on her last year? How Parvati hexed Lavender to a large, purple pus monster?' Ron shuddered at the memory.
'Yes, I remember that, Lavender was mad at Parvati for weeks!' Neville said.
~***~
Lavender and Parvati were in an underground cave which Parvati had stumbled
across in first year. They had used it as their hide out for all their years at Hogwarts, and always found comfort in the dank, dark walls of the cave. This particular night however, the cave was lit a gleaming orange and
red colour, and a large fire was flaming in the middle of the cave.
'So what are you going to do to Hermione?' Lavender asked a steaming mad Parvati. Parvati grinned evilly.
'It has began.' Was all she said.
'What has began Parv?' Lavender asked, her voice in a shaky whisper. Lavender knew very well what her evil friend was capable of, and she shuddered at the thought of what Parvati might do to Hermione.
'My witch.' Parvati cried gleefully. Lavender began shaking slightly.
'What witch?' She dared to ask.
'Anivatria.' Parvati replied.
'Anivatria?' Lavender asked.
'Yes, Anivatria.' Parvati confirmed.
'Who's that?' Lavender asked.
'She's a witch.'
'You already said that, but what's the story with Anivatria?' Lavender said. Parvati fell into a trance, of which she chanted the following:
'She will rise from the ashes
Bred to kill
Knows nothing but pain and suffering
Unstoppable by the force of man and wizard alike
The ultimate in power and glory
None shall defy her master
Or will die a painful death.'
Lavender trembled. Partavi snapped out of her trance.
'I take it you're her master?' Lavender asked. Parvati grinned.
'That's right.' Parvati said, looking down at the fire, which was slowly but surely burning out.
'What happens now?' Lavender asked.
'You ask too many questions, however, I will be pleased to answer this one with a live demonstration.' Parvati knelt down by the fire and muttered a spell, 'Ameratria.' The flames died down immediately.
Lavender watched on as the ashes formed the shape of a female, full grown witch. The "ash" witch stood up, and Parvati grinned.
'Anivatria.' Parvati smiled even larger. Anivatria, a shaped pile of ash, reached out and took a wand which Parvati had prepared for her. The second Anivatria touched the wand, skin spread over her ash.
Anivatria had a creamy complexion, with milky brown eyes, and very straight light brown hair, which she wore long and flowing. She had a small nose, and delicate features. On her slender form, she bore robes of brilliant, darker than midnight black. If she had been standing beside a pure black wall, she would stand out for her robes being darker than the wall.
Lavender goggled at the sight of this witch being born from the ashes. Her jaw was hanging open, and she looked disbelievingly at Parvati, who was enjoying every moment of it.
'Master.' Anivatria said, and swept down to a low bow at Parvati's feet. Parvati lifted her chin.
'You serve me now, you will kill Hermione Granger.' Parvati said calmly.
'I will kill Hermione Granger.' Anivatria repeated. Parvati smiled smugly and looked at Lavender.
'I sure hope little Hermione had a grand life.' She said sarcastically. 'She'll learn for betraying Harry like this.'
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~* I'm stopping it there, what do you all think of that? I just finished watching Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers, so I kind of got the image of Parvati in a cave, being all superior like Sarauman. . . anyway, moving on, please review everyone! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Hey everyone! I haven't gotten around to checking reviews as I'm writing this chapter right after the previous one. I'm on a role with this story! *~
Chapter 7 ~ The Begining
Draco disappeared into the Great Hall, and Ron seemed satisfied. He turned to Neville.
'So Neville, do you have any idea where this portrait is?' Ron asked.
'I think Hermione said something about it being on the sixth floor.' Neville said, so they headed up to the sixth floor.
Neville was the one to spot the portrait with the Prefects, Malfoy and Hermione. The portrait was of the Prefects, Draco and Hermione in front of a large mountain, with a beautiful sparkling blue river snaking around them. It was rather beautiful. The grass in the painting glistened a brilliant green, and the river sparkled like diamonds.
'Wow, what a nice portrait.' Ron mused. 'Rainbow Jellybeans.' The portrait swung open, and Ron and Neville walked into the beautiful Hogwarts Common Room.
The Common Room was beautiful. It had polished wooden floorboards, with four rugs. Each rug was in each corner. There was a blue and bronze one with ravens on it, a red and gold one with lions on it, a green and silver one with snakes on it, and a black and yellow one with badgers on it. One wall was covered intirely with a beautiful antique bookshelf, filled from top to bottom with books. This was very high, because the Common Room ceiling was very high, at least seven meters, on estimate. There was a large Fireplace in the centre of the wall opposite to the bookcase. On each side of the Fireplace, was a door. One door had a snake and a raven on it, and the other had a lion and a badger on it. On the wall opposite to the tunnel, where they had come in from, there were five staircases. On top of one, there were the names "Samantha Dailey & Joel Reiley", another one had "Luna Lovegood & Tony Waters", there was "Allison Ashby & Mitchell Taylor", one which had "Ginny Weasley & Phillip Cassady", and the last one had "Hermione Granger & Draco Malfoy".
By the fireplace, there were six loveseats. One was Red, with two golden cushions, one was Blue, with two bronze cushions, one was Green, with two Silver cushions, one was Yellow with two Black cushions, and the other two had all the house colours, one which had silver cushions, and the other had gold cushions. The golden cushions on the red loveseat had the names "Ginny" written in red on one, and "Phillip" written in red on the other. The silver cushions on the green loveseat had the names "Samantha" written in green on one, and "Joel" written in green on the other. The black cushions on the yellow loveseat had the names "Allison" written in yellow on one, and "Mitchell" written in yellow on the other. The bronze cushions on the blue loveseat had the names "Luna" written in blue on one, and "Tony" written in blue on the other. Lastly, on the couch with all the house colours and Gold Cushions, "Hermione" was written in red on both of the gold cushions, and on the one with Silver Cushions, "Draco" was written in green on both of the silver cushions. All the names were written beautifully in cursive, calligraphy handwriting.
On the wall between the staircases, there were some stained glass windows, each with either a picture of a snake, lion, raven or badger on them.
'Merlin, it's awesome! I wish the Gryffindor Common Room looked like this.' Ron said in awe.
'Yes, it is beautiful.' Neville said.
'There's the staircase we have to go up.' Ron pointed at the staircase which had Hermione's and Malfoy's name above it.
'They share a room?' Neville asked timidly.
'Yeah. . .' Ron replied. The boys headed up the stairs to reveal Hermione's and Draco's room. Both Neville and Ron gaped at the sight.
They were in a large room. It was separated into two halves only by the colour change. On one side, the walls were red, and the carpet was gold. There was a king sized, four poster bed, with red curtains that draped around the bed. There was also a beautiful red rug in the middle of the floor. There was a large wooden wardrobe, with "Hermione" written on it in golden letters. next to the wardrobe, there was a wooden door, which had a female bathroom sign on it, but instead of being blue, it was gold.
On the other side was exactly the same, except that the walls were green, the carpet was silver, the curtains on the four poster bed were green, and the rug was green. On the wooden wardrobe on the green side, "Draco" was written in silver letters, and on the wooden bathroom door, there was a male bathroom sign.
The door in which Ron and Neville had entered, was exactly in the middle of the wall. There were two windows on the opposite wall. One just on the red part of the wall, and the other right next to it, but on the green part of the wall.
There were two large, soft arm chairs. One was green with silver trimmings, and the other one was red with golden trimmings. Crookshanks was in the red arm chair snoozing peacefully. Ron knew better than to disturb the sleeping cat.
Ron and Neville wandered into Hermione's side of the room.
'Ron? Neville?' Said a voice coming from the wall. Ron and Neville snapped their heads in the direction of the voice, and they saw the life sized portrait of Harry.
'Harry?' They both said, too shocked to say anything else.
'I heard about what you and the rest of the Gryffindors have been saying to Hermione about Malfoy.' Harry scowled.
'It's okay, we left them, we don't believe that Hermione should be treated like that.' Ron said in his defence. 'I stuck up for Malfoy and Hermione down there.'
'Yeah, me too, and Malfoy gave us the password to the Hogwarts Common Room downstairs.' Neville added.
'I'm very disappointed in all the Gryffindors.' Harry said, and shook his head.
'We are as well.' Ron stated. 'So where's Hermione? Draco said you'd explain where she is.'
'She's in her private room, beyond my portrait.' Harry said.
'So can we go in?' Neville asked.
'No, it only works for Hermione, hence it being her private, personal room, which no other soul can access, apart from Dumbledore.' Harry said. 'If she was in trouble, Dumbledore would need to get in.'
'We want to apologise to her. Is there any way that you can get her to come out?' Ron asked.
'Afraid not Ron.' Harry said. 'She'll come out when she's ready.' At that moment, Harry's Portrait swung open and a puffy eyed Hermione walked out.
'Ron? Neville? How did you two get in here?' Hermione asked, her voice shaky and croaky. Both boys enveloped Hermione in a hug.
'Never mind that, we just want you to know that we're truly sorry for going with everyone else and trying to run your life.' Ron said.
'I'm sorry too Hermione!' Neville said gleefully, happy to see his friend. Hermione smiled.
'Thank you guys, thank you for believing in me, and in Draco. He would never have made Head Boy if Dumbledore didn't believe he had what it takes.' Hermione said happily.
'I suppose you've got us on that one Hermione.' Ron said.
'So, what about Ginny, Dean and Seamus? What did they say?' Hermione asked in a shaky voice. Ron looked at the ground and Neville started humming softly. Hermione's eyes narrowed. 'Tell me.' She said, her voice dangerously low.
'Parvati and Lavender have joined the "Lets-Hate-Draco-Malfoy-And-All-His- Friends" club.' Ron said bitterly.
'They all think you're a traitor, and no doubt they think the same of us now, too.' Neville added. Hermione's eyes dropped.
'I knew Parvati would have something to say about it. She was always against Draco because he was Harry's number two rival.' Hermione sighed.
'Number two?' Ron asked curiously.
'There was Voldemort.' Hermione said simply.
'Oh yeah, Voldemort.' Ron said dryly. 'I never fancied him much.' Hermione gave him a stern look. Ron just rolled his eyes.
'I hate Parvati. She's always been jealous of me because I was closer to Harry than she was, and now she's out to get me, just because I made friends with Draco.' Hermione said sadly. 'You'll see, you'll see her nasty side.'
'We already did, at breakfast.' Neville said, a little scared.
'Pffft, that was no "Nasty Parvati". The worst of her is yet to come.' Ron said.
'That can't be good.' Hermione said.
'Of corse it can't be, I mean, she's a nasty bitch.' Ron said. 'Do you remember when Lavender played that trick on her last year? How Parvati hexed Lavender to a large, purple pus monster?' Ron shuddered at the memory.
'Yes, I remember that, Lavender was mad at Parvati for weeks!' Neville said.
~***~
Lavender and Parvati were in an underground cave which Parvati had stumbled
across in first year. They had used it as their hide out for all their years at Hogwarts, and always found comfort in the dank, dark walls of the cave. This particular night however, the cave was lit a gleaming orange and
red colour, and a large fire was flaming in the middle of the cave.
'So what are you going to do to Hermione?' Lavender asked a steaming mad Parvati. Parvati grinned evilly.
'It has began.' Was all she said.
'What has began Parv?' Lavender asked, her voice in a shaky whisper. Lavender knew very well what her evil friend was capable of, and she shuddered at the thought of what Parvati might do to Hermione.
'My witch.' Parvati cried gleefully. Lavender began shaking slightly.
'What witch?' She dared to ask.
'Anivatria.' Parvati replied.
'Anivatria?' Lavender asked.
'Yes, Anivatria.' Parvati confirmed.
'Who's that?' Lavender asked.
'She's a witch.'
'You already said that, but what's the story with Anivatria?' Lavender said. Parvati fell into a trance, of which she chanted the following:
'She will rise from the ashes
Bred to kill
Knows nothing but pain and suffering
Unstoppable by the force of man and wizard alike
The ultimate in power and glory
None shall defy her master
Or will die a painful death.'
Lavender trembled. Partavi snapped out of her trance.
'I take it you're her master?' Lavender asked. Parvati grinned.
'That's right.' Parvati said, looking down at the fire, which was slowly but surely burning out.
'What happens now?' Lavender asked.
'You ask too many questions, however, I will be pleased to answer this one with a live demonstration.' Parvati knelt down by the fire and muttered a spell, 'Ameratria.' The flames died down immediately.
Lavender watched on as the ashes formed the shape of a female, full grown witch. The "ash" witch stood up, and Parvati grinned.
'Anivatria.' Parvati smiled even larger. Anivatria, a shaped pile of ash, reached out and took a wand which Parvati had prepared for her. The second Anivatria touched the wand, skin spread over her ash.
Anivatria had a creamy complexion, with milky brown eyes, and very straight light brown hair, which she wore long and flowing. She had a small nose, and delicate features. On her slender form, she bore robes of brilliant, darker than midnight black. If she had been standing beside a pure black wall, she would stand out for her robes being darker than the wall.
Lavender goggled at the sight of this witch being born from the ashes. Her jaw was hanging open, and she looked disbelievingly at Parvati, who was enjoying every moment of it.
'Master.' Anivatria said, and swept down to a low bow at Parvati's feet. Parvati lifted her chin.
'You serve me now, you will kill Hermione Granger.' Parvati said calmly.
'I will kill Hermione Granger.' Anivatria repeated. Parvati smiled smugly and looked at Lavender.
'I sure hope little Hermione had a grand life.' She said sarcastically. 'She'll learn for betraying Harry like this.'
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~* I'm stopping it there, what do you all think of that? I just finished watching Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers, so I kind of got the image of Parvati in a cave, being all superior like Sarauman. . . anyway, moving on, please review everyone! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~