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plot.
Author: Lee-SenRu or Ellaine
Summary: Hermione was being attacked by the ap Weasel and the shield they placed around the keep wouldn't hold much longer. Would her cry for help be answered by her guardian, the Black Dragon, or would she just be taken again by the weasel and taken to a forsaken place? DM/HG.
What inspired me to write this: I was reading a book by Johanna Lindsey called "Defy Not the Heart" and I thought of how great it would be to bring my favorite characters in my favorite book, Harry Potter, to the medieval times. I was also inspired by the song "Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park. I thought, 'why not put a sort of lonely soul and a strong-willed woman together in a world long ago and their journey in finding happiness with each other?'
I am now rewriting all the chapters I have written and try to give it more depth. Oh and if you didn't find the theme really stressed, I'm sorry but I am currently working on that too. I hope you appreciate the revised chapters...
Oh and thank you for the reviews even though the story is not good in content. I have realized that the chapters I wrote before were sorely lacking in content so I'm adding a few more and I have been contemplating this concept and only just started doing it.
Chapter 1
Hermione was really sick. She looked like she's been through hell and she felt like it. She ached from head to foot and there was the maddening weakness that she has a hard time standing up. It was as if all the energy in her body left her leaving a lifeless person in their wake.
Aside from the weakness there is also the revolting thought of the Ronald ap Weasel, the man who is responsible for all the chaos and fear reining her Keep. Ronald ap Weasel attempted to kidnap her before and dragged her from Bosmer Keep to a place only God knows where. It was a wild ride and really crazy. Good thing the weasel got a little sloppy and her right hand man, Sir Nicholas.
Even though ap Weasel failed in trying to capture Hermione, Hermione know deep down that he was not the one give up that easily. He wanted to forcefully wed her and he will try and try until he achieves success. He wanted her wealth and sort of little kingdom and he means to have it whether she likes it or not...
"My lady..." the disapproving voice of Edwina, her maid, shook her out of her reverie, making her look away from the window.
"What is it Edwina?" Hermione croaked. Her throat was still somewhat raw from her sickness.
"My lady you should lie back down." Edwina said coming near her to help her to her bed. "You know you're still not well enough to stand about and tire yourself. You need your strength to recover."
"But Edwina I am sick of lying about doing nothing and besides, I must exercise even for a little you know..." Hermione said trying to reason with Edwina. But that was not the only reason Hermione was out of bed. Hermione was uneasy because she knew that the barriers they put up around the keep will not last that long. The shield will weaken and they were in a dire state.
"Stop arguing with me." Edwina said in a no- nonsense voice. Even though Hermione was the lady of the house, Edwina can tell Hermione almost anything and get away with it. Edwina has been Hermione's maid since childhood. She took care of Hermione since Hermione came out of her mother's womb because the Lady Nicholaa soon died after birthing Hermione.
As if knowing Hermione's thoughts like the back of her hands, "Stop worrying. Your anxiety will lead you nowhere. Help will come you know." Edwina said reassuringly even though she was beginning to doubt this as well.
Hermione has already sent a plea of help to her guardian, the Black Dragon, but it seems that they have been delayed. Hermione didn't want to believe that Draco will let her down. It was a thought that Hermione was clinging to, to help her overcome her unease. Most of her fear of being married to ap Weasel that he beds with other men. It was mind boggling. She also knew that an unmarried lady of her stature should not know of these things but Hermione had to know every threat that might be lurking about to protect her little kingdom and every person living in it. Hermione was afraid of the shame this might bring her and her family. It was hard not to be able to do anything because she knew that her powers will not match that of the ap Weasel's and that was a great fit because Hermione has proven her skills and she was an accomplished witch. That's why she has asked help from her guardian, she knew of his prowess as an accomplished wizard, in fact he even bested her before in a practice duel. It was a humbling experience for Hermione and it has brought about her great admiration for Draconis Malfoy. That was Hermione's last thought before sleep engulfed her.
Hermione woke up because of the racket going on down the bailey. She went off to the window overlooking the bailey to see what was causing all the noise.
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The Black Dragon, Baron Draconis Malfoy has just arrived. He was on top of his horse looking as regal as ever. He slowly moved his horse around the crowd careful as not to hurt anybody if his horse got out of control. His right hand, Brodick, came near him. "So, tell me why we are here again? You know you could have just sent someone to come here and take care of the Weasel but you drag me and your man all the way here a hundred miles away from home." Brodick said just to tease Draco a bit.
"Don't try to play dumb. How can I not come here and protect a childhood friend of mine?" Draco said through clenched teeth. "You know that I am worried about her. This ap Weasel threatens her well- being. You know that if he succeeds her future will be surely bleak. Her spirit will be crushed. You also know the uncanny 'taste' of the ap Weasel right? He would crush her spirit and after that there won't be anything left... just a really hollow shell of a lady." Draco finally ended with his voice laced with bitterness.
"Okay, if you don't mind I'll just disappear for a while..." Brodick said, finally appeased with what his friend told him. He pulled the rein of his horse and went galloping to somewhere, where Draco don't know about.
At the bailey Hermione's head her men at arms, Sir Nicolas, greeted him. "I'm sorry to say, my lord, that Lady Hermione is not fit enough to welcome you right now. But please allow me to welcome you in her behalf."
Draco didn't show any outward reaction to this news and just accepted it with a curt nod.
TO BE CONTINUED...
So what do you think of my new chapter one? Please review...
Author: Lee-SenRu or Ellaine
Summary: Hermione was being attacked by the ap Weasel and the shield they placed around the keep wouldn't hold much longer. Would her cry for help be answered by her guardian, the Black Dragon, or would she just be taken again by the weasel and taken to a forsaken place? DM/HG.
What inspired me to write this: I was reading a book by Johanna Lindsey called "Defy Not the Heart" and I thought of how great it would be to bring my favorite characters in my favorite book, Harry Potter, to the medieval times. I was also inspired by the song "Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park. I thought, 'why not put a sort of lonely soul and a strong-willed woman together in a world long ago and their journey in finding happiness with each other?'
I am now rewriting all the chapters I have written and try to give it more depth. Oh and if you didn't find the theme really stressed, I'm sorry but I am currently working on that too. I hope you appreciate the revised chapters...
Oh and thank you for the reviews even though the story is not good in content. I have realized that the chapters I wrote before were sorely lacking in content so I'm adding a few more and I have been contemplating this concept and only just started doing it.
Chapter 1
Hermione was really sick. She looked like she's been through hell and she felt like it. She ached from head to foot and there was the maddening weakness that she has a hard time standing up. It was as if all the energy in her body left her leaving a lifeless person in their wake.
Aside from the weakness there is also the revolting thought of the Ronald ap Weasel, the man who is responsible for all the chaos and fear reining her Keep. Ronald ap Weasel attempted to kidnap her before and dragged her from Bosmer Keep to a place only God knows where. It was a wild ride and really crazy. Good thing the weasel got a little sloppy and her right hand man, Sir Nicholas.
Even though ap Weasel failed in trying to capture Hermione, Hermione know deep down that he was not the one give up that easily. He wanted to forcefully wed her and he will try and try until he achieves success. He wanted her wealth and sort of little kingdom and he means to have it whether she likes it or not...
"My lady..." the disapproving voice of Edwina, her maid, shook her out of her reverie, making her look away from the window.
"What is it Edwina?" Hermione croaked. Her throat was still somewhat raw from her sickness.
"My lady you should lie back down." Edwina said coming near her to help her to her bed. "You know you're still not well enough to stand about and tire yourself. You need your strength to recover."
"But Edwina I am sick of lying about doing nothing and besides, I must exercise even for a little you know..." Hermione said trying to reason with Edwina. But that was not the only reason Hermione was out of bed. Hermione was uneasy because she knew that the barriers they put up around the keep will not last that long. The shield will weaken and they were in a dire state.
"Stop arguing with me." Edwina said in a no- nonsense voice. Even though Hermione was the lady of the house, Edwina can tell Hermione almost anything and get away with it. Edwina has been Hermione's maid since childhood. She took care of Hermione since Hermione came out of her mother's womb because the Lady Nicholaa soon died after birthing Hermione.
As if knowing Hermione's thoughts like the back of her hands, "Stop worrying. Your anxiety will lead you nowhere. Help will come you know." Edwina said reassuringly even though she was beginning to doubt this as well.
Hermione has already sent a plea of help to her guardian, the Black Dragon, but it seems that they have been delayed. Hermione didn't want to believe that Draco will let her down. It was a thought that Hermione was clinging to, to help her overcome her unease. Most of her fear of being married to ap Weasel that he beds with other men. It was mind boggling. She also knew that an unmarried lady of her stature should not know of these things but Hermione had to know every threat that might be lurking about to protect her little kingdom and every person living in it. Hermione was afraid of the shame this might bring her and her family. It was hard not to be able to do anything because she knew that her powers will not match that of the ap Weasel's and that was a great fit because Hermione has proven her skills and she was an accomplished witch. That's why she has asked help from her guardian, she knew of his prowess as an accomplished wizard, in fact he even bested her before in a practice duel. It was a humbling experience for Hermione and it has brought about her great admiration for Draconis Malfoy. That was Hermione's last thought before sleep engulfed her.
Hermione woke up because of the racket going on down the bailey. She went off to the window overlooking the bailey to see what was causing all the noise.
### Below ###
The Black Dragon, Baron Draconis Malfoy has just arrived. He was on top of his horse looking as regal as ever. He slowly moved his horse around the crowd careful as not to hurt anybody if his horse got out of control. His right hand, Brodick, came near him. "So, tell me why we are here again? You know you could have just sent someone to come here and take care of the Weasel but you drag me and your man all the way here a hundred miles away from home." Brodick said just to tease Draco a bit.
"Don't try to play dumb. How can I not come here and protect a childhood friend of mine?" Draco said through clenched teeth. "You know that I am worried about her. This ap Weasel threatens her well- being. You know that if he succeeds her future will be surely bleak. Her spirit will be crushed. You also know the uncanny 'taste' of the ap Weasel right? He would crush her spirit and after that there won't be anything left... just a really hollow shell of a lady." Draco finally ended with his voice laced with bitterness.
"Okay, if you don't mind I'll just disappear for a while..." Brodick said, finally appeased with what his friend told him. He pulled the rein of his horse and went galloping to somewhere, where Draco don't know about.
At the bailey Hermione's head her men at arms, Sir Nicolas, greeted him. "I'm sorry to say, my lord, that Lady Hermione is not fit enough to welcome you right now. But please allow me to welcome you in her behalf."
Draco didn't show any outward reaction to this news and just accepted it with a curt nod.
TO BE CONTINUED...
So what do you think of my new chapter one? Please review...