(A/N: Hey, as you all can see, I'm redoing the story...not completely no
worries! Just scenes and stuff, so yea I added another scene with
Dumbledore that I'd meant to get in there! Sorry for the confusion...enjoy!
Luv ya Haystack)
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~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FOUR: HOGWARTS
It was raining on September 1st. It matched Hermione's mood perfectly. The past few days had been a nightmare. When her parents died, part of Hermione had died with them.
Since meeting Harry and Ron, Hermione had become outgoing and talkative, now she went back to who she was before she meeting then; shy and reserved. She stayed locked away from everyone, not being able to stand more than 5 minutes with a person. Once upon a time, her bright chocolate eyes would be dancing with laughter but looking into her eyes now, it was like looking at a black hole; absolutely nothing. You could see her grief, sadness, hopelessness, regret, depression, and pain with one quick glance in her eyes.
She had planned to go to Diagon Ally with the others, but Hermione didn't think she could handle being around so many people so soon. Mrs. Weasley graciously offered to buy her books and supplies and Hermione accepted. Last night had been her last night at the Burrow and the night had been spent packing up for school the next morning. Mr. Weasley had packed the trunks into their car, and all had made it to platform 9 3/4 easily.
Harry and Ron had been exceedingly worried about her, many a time throwing her a concerned look. They never pressed her to talk or spend time with them. They would sit with each other and though they never said a word, it was like having a conversation. Ginny and Mrs. Weasley however, were overly nice to her, and Hermione didn't like being treated differently.
But here Hermione was sitting now, looking at England's countryside roll by, through the Hogwarts Express window. Ron was eating candy he bought off the trolley. Harry was looking at the cards Ron had got in his Chocolate frogs. Ginny was playing with a lock of her hair, Luna was reading another issue of The Quibbler, and Neville was stroking Trevor, his toad's, head.
Silence. Hermione had gotten used to it. She looked fondly at all her friends. She knew they were being quiet for her and she appreciated that. What did I do to deserve such friends? She wondered as she smiled. Ron looked up and saw her smiling at them. He grinned
"'Been looking for that for a while. 'Bout time huh Harry?" Ron said as he broke the silence causing Neville to smash Trevor.
"Huh?" Harry said.
"Hermione. I looked up and saw her smiling at us. I just said that we've missed that." Ron said as he laughed and gave Hermione his over- exaggerated, tooth grin.
Hermione couldn't help but smile. "Thanks guys."
"Anytime 'Mione, you know that we're always here for you right?" Harry asked
"HOGWARTS!" the loudspeaker said. Announcing the arrival to the school.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
There was a sharp knock on Professor Dumbledore's door. "Come in" he called out. Severus Snape entered. "Why Severus, how good of you to drop by! Sherbert Lemon?" Dumbledore said with that familiar twinkle in his eye.
"No thank you Headmaster. I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"Sit down then, Severus." Snape remained standing.
"We just got informed that Voldemort and his followers have attacked a Muggle Town outside of London. Apparently many muggles were killed."
Dumbledore eye's widened with shock and sadness and sighed, looking his age for once. "How many casualties?"
"Sixteen sir." At this the Headmaster put his head in his hands
"Has the ministry been notified?"
"Yes sir, but I'm afraid I have more bad news." Snape said. Dumbledore looked up, eyes telling Snape to continue. "You see two of the people among the casualties are Miss Grangers parents"
"Severus, call an emergency meeting with the staff in my office"
"Of course Headmaster."
20 minutes later, the teachers of Hogwarts were assembled in Dumbledore's office. He began, "I'm not sure who has been informed yet, but Voldemort and his followers attacked a muggle town last night and killed 16 people."
A gasp emerged from the teachers and many flinched at the mention of Voldemort's name.
"The only student in Hogwarts affected is Miss Granger. She lost *both parents in the attack. Be especially understanding if Miss Granger is not at her normally outstanding standard. That said, I have other news. As many of you know, Slytherin is known for intelligent and cunning students, but nonetheless, many minds have been molded by influence of their parents. It has been my goal throughout life to decrease that number of students that are emitted into Voldemort's circle. Now, more than ever, we must try to encourage unity between the houses. I just want to encourage all of you to dissolve bickering or special dislike among the students. In times like this, we need to be especially strong. That is all, you may go" Dumbledore concluded.
When all the teachers had left, Dumbledore sighed and walked to the window, and watched the students entering the castle.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As the "golden trio" climbed into a carriage, the others followed too.
"How are you doing Hermione?" Ginny asked, sounding exactly like Mrs. Weasley. But sounding nervous bringing up the topic of her parents and the attack.
"I've been better." She replied simply, not saying anything else, wishing to drop the subject.
"I'm really really sorry about your parents Hermione." Neville said sounding uneasy, silently wishing to drop the subject as well.
Hermione sighed, said "Thanks Neville" and turned to her left to look out the window.
Sensing the tension Ron said, "hey look, we're back"
Hermione switched sides to get a better view and immediately got Goosebumps. The sight of the castle all lit up like that was... was...magical!
The rest of the evening passed like normal. Well besides the empty feeling in Hermione's heart. She watched the 1st years being sorted and secretly longed to be 11 again. Everything was so simple then, life wasn't so complicated.
Dumbledore made his announcements as usual. Then, the amazing feast appeared, to the delight of many. They ate the feast until their stomachs could hold no more, or in the case of Crabbe and Goyle, threw up. By then, most were rubbing their tired eyes or yawning, completely satisfied with the evening.
Hermione still wasn't sure how to handle people asking about her summer, the attack, her parents, and such. There were some things she couldn't learn from a book. Harry and Ron probably noticed because once they were in their common room, before they split to go to their dormitories, Harry whispered in her ear. "Only when your ready" and Ron gave her an encouraging smile.
Hermione entered her dormitory and was greeted by silence and sad looks from each of her roommates. Some were crying. "What?" She asked
"Hermione, I'm so sorry." Lavender said, tears rolling down her cheeks, as she hugged Hermione. Soon, everyone followed her lead. But it was too much for Hermione to take.
"I'm fine really," she said escaping Lavender's grasp "just leave me alone please." But seeing their hurt expressions she added, "I appreciate it though. Goodnight." And with that, Hermione went to bed.
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~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FOUR: HOGWARTS
It was raining on September 1st. It matched Hermione's mood perfectly. The past few days had been a nightmare. When her parents died, part of Hermione had died with them.
Since meeting Harry and Ron, Hermione had become outgoing and talkative, now she went back to who she was before she meeting then; shy and reserved. She stayed locked away from everyone, not being able to stand more than 5 minutes with a person. Once upon a time, her bright chocolate eyes would be dancing with laughter but looking into her eyes now, it was like looking at a black hole; absolutely nothing. You could see her grief, sadness, hopelessness, regret, depression, and pain with one quick glance in her eyes.
She had planned to go to Diagon Ally with the others, but Hermione didn't think she could handle being around so many people so soon. Mrs. Weasley graciously offered to buy her books and supplies and Hermione accepted. Last night had been her last night at the Burrow and the night had been spent packing up for school the next morning. Mr. Weasley had packed the trunks into their car, and all had made it to platform 9 3/4 easily.
Harry and Ron had been exceedingly worried about her, many a time throwing her a concerned look. They never pressed her to talk or spend time with them. They would sit with each other and though they never said a word, it was like having a conversation. Ginny and Mrs. Weasley however, were overly nice to her, and Hermione didn't like being treated differently.
But here Hermione was sitting now, looking at England's countryside roll by, through the Hogwarts Express window. Ron was eating candy he bought off the trolley. Harry was looking at the cards Ron had got in his Chocolate frogs. Ginny was playing with a lock of her hair, Luna was reading another issue of The Quibbler, and Neville was stroking Trevor, his toad's, head.
Silence. Hermione had gotten used to it. She looked fondly at all her friends. She knew they were being quiet for her and she appreciated that. What did I do to deserve such friends? She wondered as she smiled. Ron looked up and saw her smiling at them. He grinned
"'Been looking for that for a while. 'Bout time huh Harry?" Ron said as he broke the silence causing Neville to smash Trevor.
"Huh?" Harry said.
"Hermione. I looked up and saw her smiling at us. I just said that we've missed that." Ron said as he laughed and gave Hermione his over- exaggerated, tooth grin.
Hermione couldn't help but smile. "Thanks guys."
"Anytime 'Mione, you know that we're always here for you right?" Harry asked
"HOGWARTS!" the loudspeaker said. Announcing the arrival to the school.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
There was a sharp knock on Professor Dumbledore's door. "Come in" he called out. Severus Snape entered. "Why Severus, how good of you to drop by! Sherbert Lemon?" Dumbledore said with that familiar twinkle in his eye.
"No thank you Headmaster. I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"Sit down then, Severus." Snape remained standing.
"We just got informed that Voldemort and his followers have attacked a Muggle Town outside of London. Apparently many muggles were killed."
Dumbledore eye's widened with shock and sadness and sighed, looking his age for once. "How many casualties?"
"Sixteen sir." At this the Headmaster put his head in his hands
"Has the ministry been notified?"
"Yes sir, but I'm afraid I have more bad news." Snape said. Dumbledore looked up, eyes telling Snape to continue. "You see two of the people among the casualties are Miss Grangers parents"
"Severus, call an emergency meeting with the staff in my office"
"Of course Headmaster."
20 minutes later, the teachers of Hogwarts were assembled in Dumbledore's office. He began, "I'm not sure who has been informed yet, but Voldemort and his followers attacked a muggle town last night and killed 16 people."
A gasp emerged from the teachers and many flinched at the mention of Voldemort's name.
"The only student in Hogwarts affected is Miss Granger. She lost *both parents in the attack. Be especially understanding if Miss Granger is not at her normally outstanding standard. That said, I have other news. As many of you know, Slytherin is known for intelligent and cunning students, but nonetheless, many minds have been molded by influence of their parents. It has been my goal throughout life to decrease that number of students that are emitted into Voldemort's circle. Now, more than ever, we must try to encourage unity between the houses. I just want to encourage all of you to dissolve bickering or special dislike among the students. In times like this, we need to be especially strong. That is all, you may go" Dumbledore concluded.
When all the teachers had left, Dumbledore sighed and walked to the window, and watched the students entering the castle.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As the "golden trio" climbed into a carriage, the others followed too.
"How are you doing Hermione?" Ginny asked, sounding exactly like Mrs. Weasley. But sounding nervous bringing up the topic of her parents and the attack.
"I've been better." She replied simply, not saying anything else, wishing to drop the subject.
"I'm really really sorry about your parents Hermione." Neville said sounding uneasy, silently wishing to drop the subject as well.
Hermione sighed, said "Thanks Neville" and turned to her left to look out the window.
Sensing the tension Ron said, "hey look, we're back"
Hermione switched sides to get a better view and immediately got Goosebumps. The sight of the castle all lit up like that was... was...magical!
The rest of the evening passed like normal. Well besides the empty feeling in Hermione's heart. She watched the 1st years being sorted and secretly longed to be 11 again. Everything was so simple then, life wasn't so complicated.
Dumbledore made his announcements as usual. Then, the amazing feast appeared, to the delight of many. They ate the feast until their stomachs could hold no more, or in the case of Crabbe and Goyle, threw up. By then, most were rubbing their tired eyes or yawning, completely satisfied with the evening.
Hermione still wasn't sure how to handle people asking about her summer, the attack, her parents, and such. There were some things she couldn't learn from a book. Harry and Ron probably noticed because once they were in their common room, before they split to go to their dormitories, Harry whispered in her ear. "Only when your ready" and Ron gave her an encouraging smile.
Hermione entered her dormitory and was greeted by silence and sad looks from each of her roommates. Some were crying. "What?" She asked
"Hermione, I'm so sorry." Lavender said, tears rolling down her cheeks, as she hugged Hermione. Soon, everyone followed her lead. But it was too much for Hermione to take.
"I'm fine really," she said escaping Lavender's grasp "just leave me alone please." But seeing their hurt expressions she added, "I appreciate it though. Goodnight." And with that, Hermione went to bed.