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THEM! {Shout it out for the whole wide world. Cough, gah! My throat!}
Okay, I just finished chapter 9 on this story and I need to know, do you want Draco Malfoy {We all love him, folks!} to be in Gryffindor, or should he stay in Slytherin? He might turn out to be Harrys' friend, but I'm not sure if my readers want that. {See how considerate I am!} Note the sarcasm. Just a little something to say, people. Just because you reviewed one chapter doesn't mean that you can't spare the time to click on the purple rectangle when another chapter comes out. I'm BEGGING YOU! KEEP REVIEWING! I need reviews! They motivate me. Ain't I just criminal? I have chapter 9 written out, I'm working on chapter 10 and I only have five chapters posted. Mwa ha, ha, ha! Don't freak out, I just need reviews. Then I'll post more chapters.
Chapter #5
August 15th 9:00 p.m.
James nudged Hermiones' leg as he cantered on. He was going slower and they were planning on not stopping all night. The sun was setting in a crimson line against the sky and lighting up the western side of the land. Above them, the first star had appeared, glowing brightly. James smiled. The stars had always reminded him of Sirius and the moon made him think of Moony. The moon was at its first quarter, looking like a perfect semi- circle. His stride lengthened as he felt the wind blowing, sweeping back his ears. Hermione giggled. She liked riding him. But most of all she liked to be with him. She closed her eyes, feeling the wind brush her hair back against her head.
September 1st 9:00 a.m. {A/N: Sorry for jumping the date a little bit. I know it's kinda stupid but you see I wanted them to burst into Hogwarts while Dumbledore was telling the school about Hermione being dead.}
The sun was shining brightly down on them, warming them up. James yawned and stretched. Hermione was lying beside him, muttering in her sleep. He grinned and reached over, shaking her awake.
"Wha?" She murmured slowly.
"Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty!"
"Mmmm, we all know how sleeping beauty woke up." She said turning over and closing her eyes again.
"Huh?"
"Got kissed by her Prince Charming." Hermione answered. James blinked. Then, with a broad grin on his face, he pulled her into a sitting position and his lips met hers. Hermione blinked. She had been totally unprepared for the kiss, but she thought she would melt right there. Finally he pulled away. And got to his feet.
"Now are you coming? We're only five miles from the castle!" He exclaimed, but Hermione seemed to be in shock. Nobody had ever kissed her before.
"Yeah, I'm coming." She muttered dazedly. They walked through the forest, Hermione staying close to James because she didn't know the forest that well. And because he was warm and comforting.
"So, are you a smart student or are you one of the lower ones?" James asked cheerfully.
"Well, I'm the top student in my year." Hermione replied slowly. James grinned.
"Oh, I see. Lily was the top student too."
"Don't you miss her?"
"She's right here. I know she's with me, and I know she wants me to be happy. Add those up, and that's why I'm determined not to feel guilty about dating and marrying other women. If I ever find the right one." He added thoughtfully. Hermione nodded. He's so strong. She thought. If that was me I'd sit down and try to forget that I'm even alive.
"I think we're near the castle. I recognize this part of the forest." She said suddenly. Her tongue traveled absentmindedly over her lips. She could still taste his lips on hers. It wasn't an awful taste, it was rather like peppermints.
"Yeah. So how are we gonna explain this? Everybody thinks I'm dead, and the ministry probably gave up searching for you." James said suddenly.
"Why would the ministry be looking for me?" Hermione said in confusion.
"Because your house was attacked and your parents are dead, right? But you weren't there. The ministry would've told the aurors to find you. It's been a while so they probably think you're dead." He said quietly.
"Oh. Hey, maybe they gave me a funeral." Hermione said with a giggle. James smirked.
"Uh, they gave me a funeral. Heh, you think they'll be afraid of me? You know, like, I'm a ghost or something?" He said slowly.
"Yeah, maybe. Hey, look! Hagrids' hut!" Hermione squealed excitedly. James smiled. He couldn't help thinking that Dumbledore was in for a major shock.
"So do you want to go straight to the castle or do you want to go see Hagrid first?" He asked Hermione, who shrugged.
"I think we should go see Professor Dumbledore. Oh no!"
"What's oh no?"
"The feast! It's 9: 00'clock p.m.! C'mon!" Hermione tugged at James' shirt. James muttered something and lifted her onto his shoulders and took off running towards Hogwarts. They stopped when they heard the headmasters' voice.
"I am sorry to say that yet another student is missing due to dark magic and death eaters. Hermione Grangers' body was not found, but on August 10th she was declared dead. They had a funeral on the 15th. Those who had the privilege of knowing such a wonderful person understand that she would want us to carry on, not mourn over her." Dumbledore said sadly. Hermione pressed her ear to the door. She could hear people crying and whimpering, some people whispering. James glanced at her, and she nodded. He lifted his hand and was about to knock, but Hermione shook her head.
"I don't think you should go in just yet." She murmured uncertainly. James flashed her a grin and backed off.
"Hey Hermione? If you need me for anything I'll be roaming around the forest in my animagus form. Okay?"
"Um, I guess. Oh, be careful!" She murmured. He nodded and ran out towards the forest. She sighed and opened the door, a weak smile spreading across her face as several people gasped in both shock and delight.
"Um. Sorry I'm late Headmaster." She apologized, and took her reserved seat at the Gryffindor table. The shocked school returned silently to their dinner.
END OF CHAPTER
Okay, I just finished chapter 9 on this story and I need to know, do you want Draco Malfoy {We all love him, folks!} to be in Gryffindor, or should he stay in Slytherin? He might turn out to be Harrys' friend, but I'm not sure if my readers want that. {See how considerate I am!} Note the sarcasm. Just a little something to say, people. Just because you reviewed one chapter doesn't mean that you can't spare the time to click on the purple rectangle when another chapter comes out. I'm BEGGING YOU! KEEP REVIEWING! I need reviews! They motivate me. Ain't I just criminal? I have chapter 9 written out, I'm working on chapter 10 and I only have five chapters posted. Mwa ha, ha, ha! Don't freak out, I just need reviews. Then I'll post more chapters.
Chapter #5
August 15th 9:00 p.m.
James nudged Hermiones' leg as he cantered on. He was going slower and they were planning on not stopping all night. The sun was setting in a crimson line against the sky and lighting up the western side of the land. Above them, the first star had appeared, glowing brightly. James smiled. The stars had always reminded him of Sirius and the moon made him think of Moony. The moon was at its first quarter, looking like a perfect semi- circle. His stride lengthened as he felt the wind blowing, sweeping back his ears. Hermione giggled. She liked riding him. But most of all she liked to be with him. She closed her eyes, feeling the wind brush her hair back against her head.
September 1st 9:00 a.m. {A/N: Sorry for jumping the date a little bit. I know it's kinda stupid but you see I wanted them to burst into Hogwarts while Dumbledore was telling the school about Hermione being dead.}
The sun was shining brightly down on them, warming them up. James yawned and stretched. Hermione was lying beside him, muttering in her sleep. He grinned and reached over, shaking her awake.
"Wha?" She murmured slowly.
"Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty!"
"Mmmm, we all know how sleeping beauty woke up." She said turning over and closing her eyes again.
"Huh?"
"Got kissed by her Prince Charming." Hermione answered. James blinked. Then, with a broad grin on his face, he pulled her into a sitting position and his lips met hers. Hermione blinked. She had been totally unprepared for the kiss, but she thought she would melt right there. Finally he pulled away. And got to his feet.
"Now are you coming? We're only five miles from the castle!" He exclaimed, but Hermione seemed to be in shock. Nobody had ever kissed her before.
"Yeah, I'm coming." She muttered dazedly. They walked through the forest, Hermione staying close to James because she didn't know the forest that well. And because he was warm and comforting.
"So, are you a smart student or are you one of the lower ones?" James asked cheerfully.
"Well, I'm the top student in my year." Hermione replied slowly. James grinned.
"Oh, I see. Lily was the top student too."
"Don't you miss her?"
"She's right here. I know she's with me, and I know she wants me to be happy. Add those up, and that's why I'm determined not to feel guilty about dating and marrying other women. If I ever find the right one." He added thoughtfully. Hermione nodded. He's so strong. She thought. If that was me I'd sit down and try to forget that I'm even alive.
"I think we're near the castle. I recognize this part of the forest." She said suddenly. Her tongue traveled absentmindedly over her lips. She could still taste his lips on hers. It wasn't an awful taste, it was rather like peppermints.
"Yeah. So how are we gonna explain this? Everybody thinks I'm dead, and the ministry probably gave up searching for you." James said suddenly.
"Why would the ministry be looking for me?" Hermione said in confusion.
"Because your house was attacked and your parents are dead, right? But you weren't there. The ministry would've told the aurors to find you. It's been a while so they probably think you're dead." He said quietly.
"Oh. Hey, maybe they gave me a funeral." Hermione said with a giggle. James smirked.
"Uh, they gave me a funeral. Heh, you think they'll be afraid of me? You know, like, I'm a ghost or something?" He said slowly.
"Yeah, maybe. Hey, look! Hagrids' hut!" Hermione squealed excitedly. James smiled. He couldn't help thinking that Dumbledore was in for a major shock.
"So do you want to go straight to the castle or do you want to go see Hagrid first?" He asked Hermione, who shrugged.
"I think we should go see Professor Dumbledore. Oh no!"
"What's oh no?"
"The feast! It's 9: 00'clock p.m.! C'mon!" Hermione tugged at James' shirt. James muttered something and lifted her onto his shoulders and took off running towards Hogwarts. They stopped when they heard the headmasters' voice.
"I am sorry to say that yet another student is missing due to dark magic and death eaters. Hermione Grangers' body was not found, but on August 10th she was declared dead. They had a funeral on the 15th. Those who had the privilege of knowing such a wonderful person understand that she would want us to carry on, not mourn over her." Dumbledore said sadly. Hermione pressed her ear to the door. She could hear people crying and whimpering, some people whispering. James glanced at her, and she nodded. He lifted his hand and was about to knock, but Hermione shook her head.
"I don't think you should go in just yet." She murmured uncertainly. James flashed her a grin and backed off.
"Hey Hermione? If you need me for anything I'll be roaming around the forest in my animagus form. Okay?"
"Um, I guess. Oh, be careful!" She murmured. He nodded and ran out towards the forest. She sighed and opened the door, a weak smile spreading across her face as several people gasped in both shock and delight.
"Um. Sorry I'm late Headmaster." She apologized, and took her reserved seat at the Gryffindor table. The shocked school returned silently to their dinner.
END OF CHAPTER
