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Chapter – newfound treasures
Title – the mind of a girl
Harry, just finding out about the death of Hermione's parents and had left the side of the table he was on and went to comfort the girls. He sat in between them and he now had two shoulders sopping wet from their tears and an arm around each of them. Ron and Malfoy just stood there not knowing what to do.
Little did the group know that every teacher was know looking thoroughly upset just staring at Hermione. Not being able to take anymore, Professor McGonagall whispered something to Professor Dumbledore and he shook his head. McGonagall then left the teacher's high table and walked down to Hermione.
"Hermione, dear, you are more than welcome to take the rest of week off to do as you please while coping with this terrible loss. You will of coarse also be temporarily free of your head girl duties and all homework assigned." McGonagall said. And strolled back to the high table.
To no ones surprise a group of Gryffindor girls who had been listening to this whole ordeal came a sympathetically stood around Hermione, and whispered in mumbles things like 'Oh Hermione I'm so sorry is there anything I can do?' and 'Hermione this is terrible.'
And Hermione, who could take no more, hugged Harry and whispered into his ear "I know you're the only one who really understands how much this hurts." and ran away to go cry in her dormitory.
The group of girls dissipated back to their places at the table and Harry was left with just Ginny on his shoulder. He had liked Ginny ever since he had 1st saw her on platform 9¾ and right now he felt very good with her on his shoulder, but it was something about what Hermione had just said to him that confused him. He had never really known Hermione as more than a friend but now he didn't know whether Hermione was still just a friend, or if she was now more than a friend.
Ginny slowly lifted her head from Harry's shoulder and stared into his emerald eyes. Harry pulled Ginny into a hug and she just sat there with her arms around Harry and was too shocked to keep crying. Ron who had done nothing the entire time but stand there and now said to Harry as he pulled them apart, "What the hell are you doing with my sister?!"
(A/N: Ron's line was originally written by Randy but seeing as I know her I stole it from her *evil laugh* () Ginny was now so frustrated with Ron that she burst out "Ron you are such an immature, inconsiderate prat!" and stormed out of the Great Hall. Harry, who didn't know what to do, picked up a piece of bacon and left about 30 seconds after Ginny to go get his bag filled with books for his morning classes. His first class of the day was, to his disgust, Potions. Unfortunately for everyone the Potions master, Snape, was still in his position, unlike the supposedly cursed DADA position. Harry strolled down to the dungeons, taking his time seeing as he was slightly early. As soon as the rest of the class filled in the hall Snape came and opened the dungeon door. Everyone filed into their seats, took out a quill and in bottle and waited.
"Where's Miss Granger?" Snape asked viciously.
"Her parents died in a car crash." Harry replied, still thinking about what Hermione had whispered. "McGonagall gave her the rest of the week off of classes."
"Fine" Snape said, ending the conversation.
Apparently the other teachers had been told the reasoning of Hermione's absence from their class because none of the other teachers asked. As the day drained on Harry realized just how empty the class seemed without her. There was no one who knew almost every textbook by heart to earn Gryffindor extra house points by answering the teacher's questions. There was no one to really want to partner up with when it came to charms. There was ... well ... no one. Harry had, of coarse, always been best friends with Ron, but after the happenings of the morning Ron seemed somewhat distant. Harry decided to just let the day go on and focus on his classes, since he had nothing else to focus on.
Later in the day, after dinner and all his classes, Harry was to be found in the common room sitting by the fire with Hermione, not knowing what to say. With a little "pop" Dobby the house-elf was now in front of the two.
"Harry Potter, sir, could Dobby have a word?" asked the elf in a somewhat insistent tone.
"Sure Dobby, why don't we step outside" said Harry, not wanting to disturb Hermione.
"Dobby has something to show Harry Potter, sir. Follow me!" And with that the elf took hold of Harry's arm and began dragging him down a corridor. A left, another right, straight, another left and then Dobby halted so suddenly Harry bumped into the elf, knocking him over.
"In here sir!" said Dobby ecstatically. "I think you will really like this. Not even Dumbledore knows about it!" said the elf grinning from ear to ear and then shoving Harry through the door.
They were now in an odd room with many mystical objects, such as Harry had seen in the days when the impersonator Moody was the DADA teacher. There were twisty things and knobs and shelves of books. There was also an object that especially caught Harry's eye. It was a shimmering blue heart that would change its color every 5 seconds. With a closer look, he realized that there was a poem inscribed on the front in what looks to be tears, yet you could see that distant blue of the water. It read:
In this heart, tears have been wept too many, But with this heart two people can come back, that's plenty! If used in vain, though hard to believe, You will be cursed, and never achieve. To never achieve you life shall be wasted, So use in honesty and tears will never be tasted. I can bring people back from the dead, But if used not for love I'm magically useless, like led. Don't waste my time by just reading me, But, if truly in despair, I am the key. Use me today before your chance is lost, And I'll bring back two from the dead, entirely free of cost!
Harry was absolutely amazed at this sonnet. Never before had he been so excited, but something was holding him back. His first thought was to bring back his own parents, but then, once again, Hermione popped into his mind. What would he think of himself if Hermione never recovered from this trauma? He was too little to remember his parents, but Hermione's had always been there. Maybe he should go to Dumbledore...yes, that's what he should do. After all, this could be dark magic and Harry didn't want to be blamed for anything bad that happened.
"Dobby can you take me to Dumbledore's office? I don't know how to get there from here," said Harry.
"Sure Harry Potter sir. I'm very glad you saw that. That's what Dobby brought you here to see sir!" and Dobby bounded out of the room signaling for Harry to follow him.
Harry grabbed the heart and held it in his hands. He didn't put it in his pocket, so he would be sure it didn't fall out and get lost. Dobby must have known many short cuts because they were in front of the stone gargoyle. They had only one problem now...neither of them knew the password.
"Oh crap...uh...lemon drop...that was it last year...uh...Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Bean...wow...I though he hated those...oh well!" and to both there surprise, the gargoyle jumped away when he heard Harry say the password. Harry and Dobby walked up the staircase a knocked on the door.
"Please, come in!" they heard from inside the room.
"Oh hello! I wasn't expecting you! What brings you here at this time of night Mr. Potter?" asked the headmaster serenely.
"Well, you see headmaster, you know about Hermione's parents, I presume, and I feel absolutely awful for her. I think Dobby must have noticed because tonight he brought me to a room I had never seen before. It had all these gadgets, like the types of gadgets I would have seen when the imposter Moody was our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I saw this heart on the table and it caught my eye. If you read the poem on it, it says that it can bring two people back from the dead. I thought I would bring it to you before I told Hermione about it, as to not get her hopes up. Well do you thinks it's useable?" finished Harry hopefully.
"Well Harry I'm not quite sure yet. I will look over it and I promise you that I will tell you one way or the other by the end of the weekend." responded Dumbledore. "You do have to get back to your dormitory though. It's past hours so I will write you a note saying you were in my office, so you don't get detention. Off you go."
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The next day Harry went down to the Great Hall for breakfast and deliberately sat across from Ginny and next to Hermione. He thought he would finally use his newfound spell on Hermione, but decided that her thoughts would probably be blank because of her shock. He has decided to use Ginny, out of a complete lack of anyone else to use it on. He whispered the spell and made the heart and then waited...what he heard made him feel even more like shit than he already did ...
"Is he staring at me? Ugh...I know Hermione's parents just died but I wish Harry would pay that much attention to me! Ginny! Get a grip! You're just an ugly wunna-be! No one will ever like you... especially not Harry, he's so rude to you...he just dusts you off... and you deserve better...yea...but I can't get over him...I guess I'll always be lovesick...plus look at the way he's looking at you now...like you a piece of dirty, disgusting, shit! Just eat your breakfast and ignore him..."
At that Harry couldn't take any more ...he broke his eye contact and his wand direction and immediately the voice died away and his ears were left ringing...despite the loudness of hundreds of students talking at once. He looked over at Ginny and was heartbroken to see that she had tears brimming in her eyes. He looked over at Hermione and saw that she had tears steaming down her face. Harry ran from the Great Hall, heads following him, and dashed up to his dormitory.
'Girls are so FRUSTRATING!' he thought to himself.
At that moment he noticed a blue note on his dresser. He opened it and to his relief he found that it was from Professor Dumbledore. It read:
"Harry, I have inspected it to all my ability and I see no harmful uses in it. If you would like to talk to me further, please bring Hermione and yourself to my office after dinner tonight. Thank you, Professor Dumbledore"
Harry went up to Hermione at lunch and told her about what he had found.
"I thought that maybe we could each bring one of our parents back...but its up to you..."
"Oh Harry what would I do without you! Of coarse you can bring back one of your parents! Maybe...well maybe we could each bring back our mothers...so they could be friends or something..." said Hermione ecstatically.
"Sure...but we will have to go see Professor Dumbledore after dinner" said Harry.
"No problem...oh I can't wait!" and with that Hermione kissed Harry on the lips and bounced out of the hall.
Harry, who could feel his face burning, noticed Ginny had suddenly become very interested with the table, avoiding everyone's eyes.
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When Harry and Hermione reached Dumbledore's office Harry whispered 'Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans' and they began to walk up the spiraling stairs. They knocked on the door and walked in after they heard a 'Please come in' from the Headmaster.
"Mr. Potter here, I presume, has told you of what he had found. Now I have figured out how to work this – that is if you both want to go through with this. Now I know that you both have lost both of your parents so I will leave it up to you to decide which parent you would like to bring back. When you are ready let me know and I will be happy to help you perform this spell." said Dumbledore.
"We are ready. We would each like our mothers to be ... uh ... resurrected." said Harry
"Yea." agreed Hermione.
"Okay. You do know that once you do this it can't be changed." warned Dumbledore.
"Yes..." the two said in unison.
"Okay...here it goes..." and with that Dumbledore pulled out his wand...waved in a swishy sort of motion and began to talk once again – almost in a whisper.
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hehe a cliffy!! Well..sorta....neway plz review it took me forever 2 finally get this chapter out so ya.....review!
Blondi*
Ok im really sorry that it's taken my like forever to get this updated...I've been really busy lately and im sick right now so if it's not the best chapter you'll know y....
Here it is FINALLY and please REVIEW!!!!! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter – newfound treasures
Title – the mind of a girl
Harry, just finding out about the death of Hermione's parents and had left the side of the table he was on and went to comfort the girls. He sat in between them and he now had two shoulders sopping wet from their tears and an arm around each of them. Ron and Malfoy just stood there not knowing what to do.
Little did the group know that every teacher was know looking thoroughly upset just staring at Hermione. Not being able to take anymore, Professor McGonagall whispered something to Professor Dumbledore and he shook his head. McGonagall then left the teacher's high table and walked down to Hermione.
"Hermione, dear, you are more than welcome to take the rest of week off to do as you please while coping with this terrible loss. You will of coarse also be temporarily free of your head girl duties and all homework assigned." McGonagall said. And strolled back to the high table.
To no ones surprise a group of Gryffindor girls who had been listening to this whole ordeal came a sympathetically stood around Hermione, and whispered in mumbles things like 'Oh Hermione I'm so sorry is there anything I can do?' and 'Hermione this is terrible.'
And Hermione, who could take no more, hugged Harry and whispered into his ear "I know you're the only one who really understands how much this hurts." and ran away to go cry in her dormitory.
The group of girls dissipated back to their places at the table and Harry was left with just Ginny on his shoulder. He had liked Ginny ever since he had 1st saw her on platform 9¾ and right now he felt very good with her on his shoulder, but it was something about what Hermione had just said to him that confused him. He had never really known Hermione as more than a friend but now he didn't know whether Hermione was still just a friend, or if she was now more than a friend.
Ginny slowly lifted her head from Harry's shoulder and stared into his emerald eyes. Harry pulled Ginny into a hug and she just sat there with her arms around Harry and was too shocked to keep crying. Ron who had done nothing the entire time but stand there and now said to Harry as he pulled them apart, "What the hell are you doing with my sister?!"
(A/N: Ron's line was originally written by Randy but seeing as I know her I stole it from her *evil laugh* () Ginny was now so frustrated with Ron that she burst out "Ron you are such an immature, inconsiderate prat!" and stormed out of the Great Hall. Harry, who didn't know what to do, picked up a piece of bacon and left about 30 seconds after Ginny to go get his bag filled with books for his morning classes. His first class of the day was, to his disgust, Potions. Unfortunately for everyone the Potions master, Snape, was still in his position, unlike the supposedly cursed DADA position. Harry strolled down to the dungeons, taking his time seeing as he was slightly early. As soon as the rest of the class filled in the hall Snape came and opened the dungeon door. Everyone filed into their seats, took out a quill and in bottle and waited.
"Where's Miss Granger?" Snape asked viciously.
"Her parents died in a car crash." Harry replied, still thinking about what Hermione had whispered. "McGonagall gave her the rest of the week off of classes."
"Fine" Snape said, ending the conversation.
Apparently the other teachers had been told the reasoning of Hermione's absence from their class because none of the other teachers asked. As the day drained on Harry realized just how empty the class seemed without her. There was no one who knew almost every textbook by heart to earn Gryffindor extra house points by answering the teacher's questions. There was no one to really want to partner up with when it came to charms. There was ... well ... no one. Harry had, of coarse, always been best friends with Ron, but after the happenings of the morning Ron seemed somewhat distant. Harry decided to just let the day go on and focus on his classes, since he had nothing else to focus on.
Later in the day, after dinner and all his classes, Harry was to be found in the common room sitting by the fire with Hermione, not knowing what to say. With a little "pop" Dobby the house-elf was now in front of the two.
"Harry Potter, sir, could Dobby have a word?" asked the elf in a somewhat insistent tone.
"Sure Dobby, why don't we step outside" said Harry, not wanting to disturb Hermione.
"Dobby has something to show Harry Potter, sir. Follow me!" And with that the elf took hold of Harry's arm and began dragging him down a corridor. A left, another right, straight, another left and then Dobby halted so suddenly Harry bumped into the elf, knocking him over.
"In here sir!" said Dobby ecstatically. "I think you will really like this. Not even Dumbledore knows about it!" said the elf grinning from ear to ear and then shoving Harry through the door.
They were now in an odd room with many mystical objects, such as Harry had seen in the days when the impersonator Moody was the DADA teacher. There were twisty things and knobs and shelves of books. There was also an object that especially caught Harry's eye. It was a shimmering blue heart that would change its color every 5 seconds. With a closer look, he realized that there was a poem inscribed on the front in what looks to be tears, yet you could see that distant blue of the water. It read:
In this heart, tears have been wept too many, But with this heart two people can come back, that's plenty! If used in vain, though hard to believe, You will be cursed, and never achieve. To never achieve you life shall be wasted, So use in honesty and tears will never be tasted. I can bring people back from the dead, But if used not for love I'm magically useless, like led. Don't waste my time by just reading me, But, if truly in despair, I am the key. Use me today before your chance is lost, And I'll bring back two from the dead, entirely free of cost!
Harry was absolutely amazed at this sonnet. Never before had he been so excited, but something was holding him back. His first thought was to bring back his own parents, but then, once again, Hermione popped into his mind. What would he think of himself if Hermione never recovered from this trauma? He was too little to remember his parents, but Hermione's had always been there. Maybe he should go to Dumbledore...yes, that's what he should do. After all, this could be dark magic and Harry didn't want to be blamed for anything bad that happened.
"Dobby can you take me to Dumbledore's office? I don't know how to get there from here," said Harry.
"Sure Harry Potter sir. I'm very glad you saw that. That's what Dobby brought you here to see sir!" and Dobby bounded out of the room signaling for Harry to follow him.
Harry grabbed the heart and held it in his hands. He didn't put it in his pocket, so he would be sure it didn't fall out and get lost. Dobby must have known many short cuts because they were in front of the stone gargoyle. They had only one problem now...neither of them knew the password.
"Oh crap...uh...lemon drop...that was it last year...uh...Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Bean...wow...I though he hated those...oh well!" and to both there surprise, the gargoyle jumped away when he heard Harry say the password. Harry and Dobby walked up the staircase a knocked on the door.
"Please, come in!" they heard from inside the room.
"Oh hello! I wasn't expecting you! What brings you here at this time of night Mr. Potter?" asked the headmaster serenely.
"Well, you see headmaster, you know about Hermione's parents, I presume, and I feel absolutely awful for her. I think Dobby must have noticed because tonight he brought me to a room I had never seen before. It had all these gadgets, like the types of gadgets I would have seen when the imposter Moody was our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I saw this heart on the table and it caught my eye. If you read the poem on it, it says that it can bring two people back from the dead. I thought I would bring it to you before I told Hermione about it, as to not get her hopes up. Well do you thinks it's useable?" finished Harry hopefully.
"Well Harry I'm not quite sure yet. I will look over it and I promise you that I will tell you one way or the other by the end of the weekend." responded Dumbledore. "You do have to get back to your dormitory though. It's past hours so I will write you a note saying you were in my office, so you don't get detention. Off you go."
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The next day Harry went down to the Great Hall for breakfast and deliberately sat across from Ginny and next to Hermione. He thought he would finally use his newfound spell on Hermione, but decided that her thoughts would probably be blank because of her shock. He has decided to use Ginny, out of a complete lack of anyone else to use it on. He whispered the spell and made the heart and then waited...what he heard made him feel even more like shit than he already did ...
"Is he staring at me? Ugh...I know Hermione's parents just died but I wish Harry would pay that much attention to me! Ginny! Get a grip! You're just an ugly wunna-be! No one will ever like you... especially not Harry, he's so rude to you...he just dusts you off... and you deserve better...yea...but I can't get over him...I guess I'll always be lovesick...plus look at the way he's looking at you now...like you a piece of dirty, disgusting, shit! Just eat your breakfast and ignore him..."
At that Harry couldn't take any more ...he broke his eye contact and his wand direction and immediately the voice died away and his ears were left ringing...despite the loudness of hundreds of students talking at once. He looked over at Ginny and was heartbroken to see that she had tears brimming in her eyes. He looked over at Hermione and saw that she had tears steaming down her face. Harry ran from the Great Hall, heads following him, and dashed up to his dormitory.
'Girls are so FRUSTRATING!' he thought to himself.
At that moment he noticed a blue note on his dresser. He opened it and to his relief he found that it was from Professor Dumbledore. It read:
"Harry, I have inspected it to all my ability and I see no harmful uses in it. If you would like to talk to me further, please bring Hermione and yourself to my office after dinner tonight. Thank you, Professor Dumbledore"
Harry went up to Hermione at lunch and told her about what he had found.
"I thought that maybe we could each bring one of our parents back...but its up to you..."
"Oh Harry what would I do without you! Of coarse you can bring back one of your parents! Maybe...well maybe we could each bring back our mothers...so they could be friends or something..." said Hermione ecstatically.
"Sure...but we will have to go see Professor Dumbledore after dinner" said Harry.
"No problem...oh I can't wait!" and with that Hermione kissed Harry on the lips and bounced out of the hall.
Harry, who could feel his face burning, noticed Ginny had suddenly become very interested with the table, avoiding everyone's eyes.
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When Harry and Hermione reached Dumbledore's office Harry whispered 'Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans' and they began to walk up the spiraling stairs. They knocked on the door and walked in after they heard a 'Please come in' from the Headmaster.
"Mr. Potter here, I presume, has told you of what he had found. Now I have figured out how to work this – that is if you both want to go through with this. Now I know that you both have lost both of your parents so I will leave it up to you to decide which parent you would like to bring back. When you are ready let me know and I will be happy to help you perform this spell." said Dumbledore.
"We are ready. We would each like our mothers to be ... uh ... resurrected." said Harry
"Yea." agreed Hermione.
"Okay. You do know that once you do this it can't be changed." warned Dumbledore.
"Yes..." the two said in unison.
"Okay...here it goes..." and with that Dumbledore pulled out his wand...waved in a swishy sort of motion and began to talk once again – almost in a whisper.
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hehe a cliffy!! Well..sorta....neway plz review it took me forever 2 finally get this chapter out so ya.....review!
Blondi*