Chapter 4 Slytherin or Ravenclaw, please
"I would like to forget what I just saw." Snape said coolly while leading Hermione and Draco to the dungeons. Snape sat at his desk in his classrooms and summoned two chairs for the students. He began to speak as they sat down, "Hermione, your grandfather has asked that I tend to your...situation."
"I know, Severus," Hermione replied then she caught herself, "er, professor."
"How do you know her grandfather?" Draco asked feeling severely left out and confused.
"I stayed with him for a short week over the summer." Snape stood up and walked to the door, "To the headmaster's office."
They arrived quickly and Snape muttered, "Fainting Fancies," to the gargoyle statue. Moments later, they were sitting in Dumbledore's office. The sorting hat and three-legged stool were sitting in the open.
"Miss Granger, if you please..." Dumbledore gestured towards the stool. Hermione sat obediently and let Dumbledore place the sorting hat on her head.
'Interesting, I haven't had a resorting in centuries.' A voice spoke into her head.
'I need to be in Slytherin or Ravenclaw, please.' She replied in the most polite voice she could manage although it wasn't really a voice if it was only in your head, right?
'Really...Well, Ravenclaw would be an excellent choice for you knowledge and Slytherin would be wonderful for your cunning."
'I'm cunning?' Hermione snorted aloud earning her a smile from Dumbledore, a glare from Snape, and a small grin from Draco.
'Indeed, I think it will be...Slytherin!' The last word was yelled aloud and Hermione patiently waited for Dumbledore to remove the hat from her head. Hermione stood and sat quickly in her original seat next to Draco.
Draco's face failed to hide his shock. He felt more than a little left out now, "What is going on?"
Hermione sighed then began, "Martin Cartier is my grandfather. He contacted me this summer and told me that I am in fact a pureblood."
"But Martin only had two children and neither produced an heir." "He did have two children. Annacious and Minia. Minia was my mother and Frederick Vaughnwell was my father."
"They hated each other in school. L-lucius told me." Draco stated with a blank expression flinching and stuttering slightly at the mention of his father.
"Well, when hate grows into love..." She looked at him and blushed. Looking back down, "Frederick forced my mother to...then, she found she was pregnant and had to marry him. She knew her family would disown her if she didn't. Well, Annacious, found out that her pregnancy and marriage were not consensual and he challenged Frederick to a duel. Frederick died and the effect of the curses left Annacious unable to have children. Minia was only several months along, she was traveling alone when I was born, and she died during labor. I was delivered by muggles then placed in a muggle orphanage." Hermione stopped, out of breath. Draco looked shocked and Hermione smiled nervously. Merlin, did he have to be so gorgeous? Draco nodded slowly and stood.
"Do I have to be here for any reason?"
"Yes," Dumbledore seemed to remember something, "actually, it seems that Mr. Cartier has a new arrangement with the elder Me. Malfoy." He paused for a moment, "It seems that Lucius has approved an engagement for his son and Martin's granddaughter."
"What?" Hermione screamed as Draco yelled out, "I don't have to marry Pansy?"
"With your show in the hall I didn't think you would mind." Snape almost joked.
"A show in the hall?" Dumbledore asked knowingly. Draco and Hermione both blushed confirming his thoughts. "Well, Martin hoped for a wedding at the end of this week."
"What?!" Hermione and Draco yelled in unison and Draco sat back down. Hermione gained control for a moment, "It's already Thursday..."
"Yes, the arrangement is for Saturday in the Great Hall during lunch." Dumbledore broke the news slowly.
"Are we allowed to tell people?" Hermione asked submissively.
"Maybe we shouldn't," Draco began, "people might ask to many questions."
"I agree with Mister Malfoy," Snape added in response. Hermione had forgotten he was there.
Dumbledore nodded, "Tell your parents, Miss Granger, and whomever you want in the ceremony. No one else." Hermione nodded in agreement.
"I would like to forget what I just saw." Snape said coolly while leading Hermione and Draco to the dungeons. Snape sat at his desk in his classrooms and summoned two chairs for the students. He began to speak as they sat down, "Hermione, your grandfather has asked that I tend to your...situation."
"I know, Severus," Hermione replied then she caught herself, "er, professor."
"How do you know her grandfather?" Draco asked feeling severely left out and confused.
"I stayed with him for a short week over the summer." Snape stood up and walked to the door, "To the headmaster's office."
They arrived quickly and Snape muttered, "Fainting Fancies," to the gargoyle statue. Moments later, they were sitting in Dumbledore's office. The sorting hat and three-legged stool were sitting in the open.
"Miss Granger, if you please..." Dumbledore gestured towards the stool. Hermione sat obediently and let Dumbledore place the sorting hat on her head.
'Interesting, I haven't had a resorting in centuries.' A voice spoke into her head.
'I need to be in Slytherin or Ravenclaw, please.' She replied in the most polite voice she could manage although it wasn't really a voice if it was only in your head, right?
'Really...Well, Ravenclaw would be an excellent choice for you knowledge and Slytherin would be wonderful for your cunning."
'I'm cunning?' Hermione snorted aloud earning her a smile from Dumbledore, a glare from Snape, and a small grin from Draco.
'Indeed, I think it will be...Slytherin!' The last word was yelled aloud and Hermione patiently waited for Dumbledore to remove the hat from her head. Hermione stood and sat quickly in her original seat next to Draco.
Draco's face failed to hide his shock. He felt more than a little left out now, "What is going on?"
Hermione sighed then began, "Martin Cartier is my grandfather. He contacted me this summer and told me that I am in fact a pureblood."
"But Martin only had two children and neither produced an heir." "He did have two children. Annacious and Minia. Minia was my mother and Frederick Vaughnwell was my father."
"They hated each other in school. L-lucius told me." Draco stated with a blank expression flinching and stuttering slightly at the mention of his father.
"Well, when hate grows into love..." She looked at him and blushed. Looking back down, "Frederick forced my mother to...then, she found she was pregnant and had to marry him. She knew her family would disown her if she didn't. Well, Annacious, found out that her pregnancy and marriage were not consensual and he challenged Frederick to a duel. Frederick died and the effect of the curses left Annacious unable to have children. Minia was only several months along, she was traveling alone when I was born, and she died during labor. I was delivered by muggles then placed in a muggle orphanage." Hermione stopped, out of breath. Draco looked shocked and Hermione smiled nervously. Merlin, did he have to be so gorgeous? Draco nodded slowly and stood.
"Do I have to be here for any reason?"
"Yes," Dumbledore seemed to remember something, "actually, it seems that Mr. Cartier has a new arrangement with the elder Me. Malfoy." He paused for a moment, "It seems that Lucius has approved an engagement for his son and Martin's granddaughter."
"What?" Hermione screamed as Draco yelled out, "I don't have to marry Pansy?"
"With your show in the hall I didn't think you would mind." Snape almost joked.
"A show in the hall?" Dumbledore asked knowingly. Draco and Hermione both blushed confirming his thoughts. "Well, Martin hoped for a wedding at the end of this week."
"What?!" Hermione and Draco yelled in unison and Draco sat back down. Hermione gained control for a moment, "It's already Thursday..."
"Yes, the arrangement is for Saturday in the Great Hall during lunch." Dumbledore broke the news slowly.
"Are we allowed to tell people?" Hermione asked submissively.
"Maybe we shouldn't," Draco began, "people might ask to many questions."
"I agree with Mister Malfoy," Snape added in response. Hermione had forgotten he was there.
Dumbledore nodded, "Tell your parents, Miss Granger, and whomever you want in the ceremony. No one else." Hermione nodded in agreement.