Hearts Combined
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Chapter 9 ~ What Can It Mean?
The Christmas Holidays were quickly approaching, with it being November already. Hermione was finding it harder and harder to concentrate in classes, always thinking about the riddle which Lavender had left her with.
Trained to kill, born from fire, this young witch has one desire. She will rage and she will be harsh, until this witch has completed her task. One thing can defeat her, nothing else tried, and that is the power of Hearts Combined.
Hermione grabbed out a piece of parchment and wrote it down before she forgot. The first part, "Trained to kill, born from fire, this young witch has one desire". That must mean that she was born from the ashes, Hermione thought. With orders to kill, me?
'It must be me, why else would Lavender say that to me?' Hermione said aloud. Ron snapped his head towards her.
'What's you? What about Lavender? Did she say something to you? I'll hex her if she did.' Ron said, his eyes flashing.
'Oh, n-nothing Ron, I don't know why I just said that, really, it's nothing.' Hermione said, silently cursing herself for saying that aloud in class.
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Hermione was sitting in hers and Draco's room, on her large armchair. She was reading Hogwarts: A History, for the fiftieth time. She could never get bored with that book, however, with this riddle Lavender had given her, she couldn't concentrate on the text. Hermione stared at the page, her mind racing. Parvati must have created a witch to eliminate her. She wouldn't put it past Parvati to do that, she always did have a wicked side to her. It was a shame Seamus, Dean, Ginny and Lavender wouldn't see that side of her.
Draco wasn't in the room. He was in the Slytherin Common Room, talking to his Slytherin friends. This year, he had become very distant towards them and was catching up.
There was a knock on the door. Hermione snapped her head up from Hogwarts: A History, and watched as the door slowly creaked open. Ginny walked in, followed by Ron. Hermione looked at them with a skeptical look on her face, as if to say;
'Why are you here?' Hermione asked. Ginny looked at her stone cold. Ron just looked a little sad.
'Ron told me that you've been talking to Lavender, which wouldn't surprise me, she's always had a soft side.' Ginny said. Ron shifted nervously as Hermione gave him a betrayed look.
'I don't know what you're talking about Ginny, Lavender followed me a few weeks ago, and she said that I should watch who I'm friends with. I don't see what that has to do with her having a soft side?' Hermione said quickly and calmly. She found lying particularly easy when Ginny was involved. Ginny had turned on her completely since this friendship with Draco had formed.
'Excuse me, Ginny.' Harry's portrait called across to Ginny. Ginny and Ron turned around to see Harry giving Ginny a stern look. The three of them walked over to the large portrait.
'Harry.' Ginny whispered. Harry's frown disappeared. Ginny looked like she was about to cry.
'Ginny, I would appreciate it if you were to get off Hermione's back about this whole Malfoy thing. You have no idea how much he's changed this year, I'm stumped why, but he's a nice guy to Hermione, and he's been there when she's needed a shoulder to cry on.' Harry said. Ginny, however, had other plans.
'But Harry, Malfoy's been nothing but a slimy haired pig to all of us, you mostly, and now Hermione's gone and become friends with him.' Ginny said Hermione's name in a particularly nasty tone.
'Ginny, back off.' Ron growled. 'You have no right to decide who Hermione can and can't be friends with. You're beginning to turn out just like Parvati. This is how she started off, and look at her now. You don't want to be like her, do you?' Ron's voice lowered to a whisper. Ginny thought about this for a while, looking around the room, before her eyes fixated on Ron's blue eyes.
'Maybe I do.' She said icily, and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Hermione collasped onto her bed, and Ron quickly rushed over, sitting on the bed next to her.
'Hermione, don't worry about her. I'm sure she'll come around.' Ron said, looking nervously around as the door creaked open. Draco walked in. He took one look at the scene, and got a small bit angry at seeing Ron sitting on the bed next to Hermione.
'It's not what it looks like.' Ron said quickly. 'But, wait a minute, I shouldn't have to explain myself to you.' He continued, a little harsher than his normal tone of voice. Ron stood up, and Hermione sat up on the edge of her bed.
'Good afternoon Hermione, Ron.' Draco said as he walked over to his side of the room, pulling out a book and sitting down to read. Ron turned to Hermione and gave her a hug.
'I'll leave you to it, sorry about Ginny.' Ron whispered into her ear so that Draco couldn't hear his words.
'Thanks Ron, I'll see you tomorrow.' She replied, and Ron strode over to the door, shutting it quietly behind him.
'Hermione,' Draco called across the room.
'Yes Draco?' Hermione replied looking over at him.
'Would you mind telling me why Ginny tried to hex me when I passed her on my way up here?' Draco said in a concerned voice. Hermione got up and walked over to Draco.
'She doesn't like me being friends with you. Ginny thinks that it's wrong, and she's just given Ron and myself the impression she wants to turn out like Parvati Patil.' Hermione explained.
'Well, I wouldn't like her to turn out like Parvati of all people, if there ever was a nasty witch. . .' Draco let it hang in the air.
'I know, she's gone very bad.' Hermione said sadly. 'I don't know what happened to her? In first and second year she was the nicest, and then it all went down hill from there.'
'Maybe something happened within her family.' Draco suggested.
'I don't know, but whatever happened to her, can't have been too good.' Hermione replied. 'I'm going for a walk, I'll see you later on tonight, after dinner.' She crossed the room and went out the door.
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Meanwhile, in the cave, Parvati was sitting on this throne looking chair, while Anivatria knelt beside a small table with a crystal ball sitting on top of it.
'Anivatria, where is Hermione?' Parvati asked. Anivatria swished her hands over the ball, gazing deep into it's contents.
'She is alone master, walking around the lake on the Hogwarts Grounds.' Was Anivatria's reply. Parvati said nothing. 'Shall I go after her master?'
'No, today is not her time. She must know what pain she has caused before she can die. She will watch her friends suffer, and then she will perish.' Parvati replied.
'Her friends? I thought I was only to kill one.' Anivatria said.
'Well, there has been a slight change of plans. I made you, I can break you just as easily. So you either co-opperate with me, or you go back to the fires of hell.' Parvati said, her voice dangerously low.
'I am sorry master.' Anivatria bowed her head. 'I did not mean to doubt you.'
'That's better.' Parvati said smugly, and relaxed in her chair. Minutes passed, as the two sat in silence. Suddenly, Lavender appeared at the entrance to the cave.
'Hi Parvati, and you too Anivatria.' Lavender said meekly.
'Ah Lavender, just the person I wanted to see.' Parvati said, 'How would you like to trace Hermione for me, and tell me what she's thinking about?'
'Er, that's not what I had in mind. . .' Lavender said.
'You get to use the Thereoscope.' Parvati taunted. Lavender's eyes misted slightly.
'I've always wanted to use that.' She said longingly.
'Well Lavender, here's your chance. Take this, use it on Hermione, and bring it back to me.' Parvati handed Lavender the small, black device which read minds, and recorded thoughts. Lavender took the Thereoscope, and dashed out of the cave, eager to see how Dean felt about her.
'Shall I?' Anivatria asked.
'Go, now!' Parvati barked. Anivatria swept out of the cave and after Lavender. She caught up to her on the second floor corridor, near the library.
'Lavender Brown!' Anivatria boomed, her form growing more fearsome, and deadly. Unfelt winds blew her neat hair out of her face and made it snake around the air. Lavender froze. 'You are going the wrong way!'
'S-S-Sorry Anivatria, I didn't m-m-mean to, I f-f-forgot.' Lavender stammered, backing into a corner as Anivatria advanced on her, still looking menacing.
'Get to the grounds!' Anivatria yelled.
'Y-Y-Yes ma'am.' Lavender stammered, and bolted down the corridor, and down the stairs.
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~* There ya go, chapter 9. Sorry about the wait. I don't know how long the next chapter will take, but I'll see. Please review guys! Ta ta for now. *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Here's the next chapter, as promised. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far! You guys rock! *~
Chapter 9 ~ What Can It Mean?
The Christmas Holidays were quickly approaching, with it being November already. Hermione was finding it harder and harder to concentrate in classes, always thinking about the riddle which Lavender had left her with.
Trained to kill, born from fire, this young witch has one desire. She will rage and she will be harsh, until this witch has completed her task. One thing can defeat her, nothing else tried, and that is the power of Hearts Combined.
Hermione grabbed out a piece of parchment and wrote it down before she forgot. The first part, "Trained to kill, born from fire, this young witch has one desire". That must mean that she was born from the ashes, Hermione thought. With orders to kill, me?
'It must be me, why else would Lavender say that to me?' Hermione said aloud. Ron snapped his head towards her.
'What's you? What about Lavender? Did she say something to you? I'll hex her if she did.' Ron said, his eyes flashing.
'Oh, n-nothing Ron, I don't know why I just said that, really, it's nothing.' Hermione said, silently cursing herself for saying that aloud in class.
~***~
Hermione was sitting in hers and Draco's room, on her large armchair. She was reading Hogwarts: A History, for the fiftieth time. She could never get bored with that book, however, with this riddle Lavender had given her, she couldn't concentrate on the text. Hermione stared at the page, her mind racing. Parvati must have created a witch to eliminate her. She wouldn't put it past Parvati to do that, she always did have a wicked side to her. It was a shame Seamus, Dean, Ginny and Lavender wouldn't see that side of her.
Draco wasn't in the room. He was in the Slytherin Common Room, talking to his Slytherin friends. This year, he had become very distant towards them and was catching up.
There was a knock on the door. Hermione snapped her head up from Hogwarts: A History, and watched as the door slowly creaked open. Ginny walked in, followed by Ron. Hermione looked at them with a skeptical look on her face, as if to say;
'Why are you here?' Hermione asked. Ginny looked at her stone cold. Ron just looked a little sad.
'Ron told me that you've been talking to Lavender, which wouldn't surprise me, she's always had a soft side.' Ginny said. Ron shifted nervously as Hermione gave him a betrayed look.
'I don't know what you're talking about Ginny, Lavender followed me a few weeks ago, and she said that I should watch who I'm friends with. I don't see what that has to do with her having a soft side?' Hermione said quickly and calmly. She found lying particularly easy when Ginny was involved. Ginny had turned on her completely since this friendship with Draco had formed.
'Excuse me, Ginny.' Harry's portrait called across to Ginny. Ginny and Ron turned around to see Harry giving Ginny a stern look. The three of them walked over to the large portrait.
'Harry.' Ginny whispered. Harry's frown disappeared. Ginny looked like she was about to cry.
'Ginny, I would appreciate it if you were to get off Hermione's back about this whole Malfoy thing. You have no idea how much he's changed this year, I'm stumped why, but he's a nice guy to Hermione, and he's been there when she's needed a shoulder to cry on.' Harry said. Ginny, however, had other plans.
'But Harry, Malfoy's been nothing but a slimy haired pig to all of us, you mostly, and now Hermione's gone and become friends with him.' Ginny said Hermione's name in a particularly nasty tone.
'Ginny, back off.' Ron growled. 'You have no right to decide who Hermione can and can't be friends with. You're beginning to turn out just like Parvati. This is how she started off, and look at her now. You don't want to be like her, do you?' Ron's voice lowered to a whisper. Ginny thought about this for a while, looking around the room, before her eyes fixated on Ron's blue eyes.
'Maybe I do.' She said icily, and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Hermione collasped onto her bed, and Ron quickly rushed over, sitting on the bed next to her.
'Hermione, don't worry about her. I'm sure she'll come around.' Ron said, looking nervously around as the door creaked open. Draco walked in. He took one look at the scene, and got a small bit angry at seeing Ron sitting on the bed next to Hermione.
'It's not what it looks like.' Ron said quickly. 'But, wait a minute, I shouldn't have to explain myself to you.' He continued, a little harsher than his normal tone of voice. Ron stood up, and Hermione sat up on the edge of her bed.
'Good afternoon Hermione, Ron.' Draco said as he walked over to his side of the room, pulling out a book and sitting down to read. Ron turned to Hermione and gave her a hug.
'I'll leave you to it, sorry about Ginny.' Ron whispered into her ear so that Draco couldn't hear his words.
'Thanks Ron, I'll see you tomorrow.' She replied, and Ron strode over to the door, shutting it quietly behind him.
'Hermione,' Draco called across the room.
'Yes Draco?' Hermione replied looking over at him.
'Would you mind telling me why Ginny tried to hex me when I passed her on my way up here?' Draco said in a concerned voice. Hermione got up and walked over to Draco.
'She doesn't like me being friends with you. Ginny thinks that it's wrong, and she's just given Ron and myself the impression she wants to turn out like Parvati Patil.' Hermione explained.
'Well, I wouldn't like her to turn out like Parvati of all people, if there ever was a nasty witch. . .' Draco let it hang in the air.
'I know, she's gone very bad.' Hermione said sadly. 'I don't know what happened to her? In first and second year she was the nicest, and then it all went down hill from there.'
'Maybe something happened within her family.' Draco suggested.
'I don't know, but whatever happened to her, can't have been too good.' Hermione replied. 'I'm going for a walk, I'll see you later on tonight, after dinner.' She crossed the room and went out the door.
~***~
Meanwhile, in the cave, Parvati was sitting on this throne looking chair, while Anivatria knelt beside a small table with a crystal ball sitting on top of it.
'Anivatria, where is Hermione?' Parvati asked. Anivatria swished her hands over the ball, gazing deep into it's contents.
'She is alone master, walking around the lake on the Hogwarts Grounds.' Was Anivatria's reply. Parvati said nothing. 'Shall I go after her master?'
'No, today is not her time. She must know what pain she has caused before she can die. She will watch her friends suffer, and then she will perish.' Parvati replied.
'Her friends? I thought I was only to kill one.' Anivatria said.
'Well, there has been a slight change of plans. I made you, I can break you just as easily. So you either co-opperate with me, or you go back to the fires of hell.' Parvati said, her voice dangerously low.
'I am sorry master.' Anivatria bowed her head. 'I did not mean to doubt you.'
'That's better.' Parvati said smugly, and relaxed in her chair. Minutes passed, as the two sat in silence. Suddenly, Lavender appeared at the entrance to the cave.
'Hi Parvati, and you too Anivatria.' Lavender said meekly.
'Ah Lavender, just the person I wanted to see.' Parvati said, 'How would you like to trace Hermione for me, and tell me what she's thinking about?'
'Er, that's not what I had in mind. . .' Lavender said.
'You get to use the Thereoscope.' Parvati taunted. Lavender's eyes misted slightly.
'I've always wanted to use that.' She said longingly.
'Well Lavender, here's your chance. Take this, use it on Hermione, and bring it back to me.' Parvati handed Lavender the small, black device which read minds, and recorded thoughts. Lavender took the Thereoscope, and dashed out of the cave, eager to see how Dean felt about her.
'Shall I?' Anivatria asked.
'Go, now!' Parvati barked. Anivatria swept out of the cave and after Lavender. She caught up to her on the second floor corridor, near the library.
'Lavender Brown!' Anivatria boomed, her form growing more fearsome, and deadly. Unfelt winds blew her neat hair out of her face and made it snake around the air. Lavender froze. 'You are going the wrong way!'
'S-S-Sorry Anivatria, I didn't m-m-mean to, I f-f-forgot.' Lavender stammered, backing into a corner as Anivatria advanced on her, still looking menacing.
'Get to the grounds!' Anivatria yelled.
'Y-Y-Yes ma'am.' Lavender stammered, and bolted down the corridor, and down the stairs.
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~* There ya go, chapter 9. Sorry about the wait. I don't know how long the next chapter will take, but I'll see. Please review guys! Ta ta for now. *~
~Gryffindor Gal~