A/N: Well, the last chapter..can't say much about it, but I had a bit of trouble at the beginning to write so I'm sorry if you thought it was boring. Than, I got to the better part, the dream. I didnt have any problems with the dream. The words just came out one after another. So, I hoped you liked it, the last chapter I mean, and I hope you'll like this one.
Disclaimer: Sniff' Sniff', you make me cry guys, you don't know they're mine, so why do you even bother....?
2ND A/N: Sorry guys, I forgot to mention another thing... I STILL NEED A DAMN EBTA. CAN ANYONE HELP ME. IF ANYONE IS ONE, OR WOULD LIKE TO BE MINE, OR JUTS IF YOU KNOW ONE, PLEASE CONTACT ME AS SOON AS POSSIBLE AT ihaveapoolandyoudont@hotmail.com . Thanks a lot.
3 A/N: Sorry, again with the disturbance, but I figured that my chapters were all too short. The last one was only seven pages on my Microsoft Word. So I'm gonna aim higher next time. Hopefully close to 20 pages for this one.
Thanks!
Now read you little freaks. Kidding, kidding. Then again, maybe not.
Last time :
What a weird dream, Hermione though as she wiped some sweat that had accumulated from the dream. The last thing she though before going back to sleep was "Ha, I'm a Pureblood. Now Malfoy won't be able to call me a Mudblood no more."
And then, the darkness enveloped her once again. Only this time, she had a dreamless sleep. Thank god for that. Oh wait, she didn't believe in god. Oh well.
Chapter three :
A couple hours later, around 11 o'clock, Hermione woke up to the sun shining on her face. Damn, she had forgotten to close the curtains. She slowly got up, stretched, and quietly walked to her bathroom. After what happened during the night, she really needed a cold shower. Even though she didn't think it would help.
So, that's what she did, she took a cold shower.
After the shower, she dressed up. She now wore tight, low-rise jeans, accompanied by a tight red tank-top, that showed her belly-button, which was now pierced, due to Angelina. She put a bit of make-up on, blue eye-liner, a bit of mascara, then put her hair in a high pony-tail that would show her now fully-tanned shoulders. She also put on some light-blue sandals, that went with her make-up and jeans. All happy, she raced down the stairs to meet her brother in the dining room.
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About an hour or so later, Hermione finished her "healthy" breakfast. She hadn't seen Angelina anywhere, but her brother was at the other end of the table. And considering the length of the table, she would try to speak to him, but he wouldn't hear a word she said. So she decided to wait after breakfast to talk to him about the weird dream. She had remembered waking up with a tear-strained face. How in the world would she explain this to Harry and Ron?
So, she called a maid, who took her plate and walked in the direction of the kitchen. She slowly got up, and walked considerably slow, again, to her brother. He, on the contrary, hadn't finished his breakfast.
She sat down beside him, gently, as to not alert him of her presence. However, he did look up, just in time to see her burst in tears, again.
"So," he started "I take it Natasha cam to you in your dream last night?"
Hermione simply nodded.
"Well, let me just tell you this, that I too am sorry for not being able to tell you. You had to learn that way. It was harsh for me too you know." said his brother in an affectionate kind of way.
"Who cares if that's how I should have learned it. You could have told me. You're my big brother. AREN'T BIG BROTHERS SUPPOSE TO LOOK OUT FOR THEIR YOUNGER SIBLINGS, IN THIS CASE ME? HUH, HUH, WHAT DYA SAY NOW?" raged Hermione.
"Look Hermione, I told you already, I'm sor-" he started, but was cut-off, by Hermione of course.
"Cut the bullshit, get right to the chase." she said harshly.
"If you want me to cut the bullshit, I can't. This is the way you're suppose to learn it. I'm really sorry Hermione. Natasha swore me to never tell anyone. And especially you. But the wizarding world will soon know about our family."
"Damon....I'm-m, s-so s-s-sor-ry. I shouldn't have blowed up-p on you like that," Hermione sobbed out.
Damon pulled her in a brotherly-hug. The kind that was bone-breaking. They stayed like this for a moment, then Hermione softly pulled away.
"I'm really sorry you know. I should have told you, but I just...I just couldn't, you have to understand me Mya. Please?" Asked her brother gently as he stroked her hair. She was still silently crying.
"It's ok, I understand. I'm going to take a bath now. A long and very hot bath. It's gonna do me great."
"Yeah, you go do that. I'll be in the computer room." he replied.
"Ok, um, and I forgot to mention something...Um, my guests for the party. Well, one of them is coming tonight. You must remember him. You know, my ex, Justin," asked Hermione softly.
"Yeah remember him. Now go, you need a bath. Later."
"Bye," she said.
He watched her get up, and slowly walk away.
"You'll find out soon Mya, you'll find out soon enough," mumbled Damon as he watched Hermione's retreating figure.
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She slowly undid her blouse. Then, took off her jeans. After that came the bra and underwear off. When she was completely naked, she gently climbed into the bath. She had charmed the water to smell like vanilla.
After her bath, she put only her bra and underwear on. She then raced to her room, not bothering to put the rest of her clothes on. So what if Damon saw her? He had already seen her naked. And anyways, he was supposed to be on the 5th floor, 2 more floors higher than the one which Hermione currently was.
She went into her room, and kept on running until she came face-to-face with her walk-in-wardrobe. She slowly opened both doors.
She quickly stepped inside, and started rummaging through her huge pile of clothes to pick some for the rest of the day.
She finally decided on wearing bell-bottom jeans that had a flower-ish design on the side, and had this really nice belt that came with it. She then put on a black tank-top, which you had to attached in the back of the neck. (A/N You know the ones where you tie them behind your neck. Meh, I dont really care if you know what I'm talking about, I'll just keep on writing the story, hehe.)
She put on some matching black high-heels with black straps that you had to tie around your ankles. (A/N Again, you know what I'm talking about.) She also put on her black watch/wristband. She finally put on one of the nice, really nice, necklace, made of gold and silver. It was the one Justin gave her last year at her birthday.
She then zoomed out of her bedroom and back into the bathroom to apply some quick make-up. This time, she made sure her make-up wouldn't smudge all over. She had dark black mascara, with some black eye shadow on the top and some blue eye liner on the bottom. It was all real nice.
She quickly cleaned the bathroom, even though it was squeaky clean when she had entered.
She then raced to the computer room to see that her brother was talking to some guy. Must be one of his friend. Hermione pulled a chair and sat a few computers down from her brother's one. She opened her Msn Hotmail and started to chat with one of her friends. She was also a witch. :D
Hermione (H) : Hey, sup my American girl?
Sabrina(S) (A/N Couldn't resist putting our teen witch in here, sorry guys.) : I'm ok, I guess...
H. Was wrong gurl. U sure ur alright ? I dont think so.
S. Yeah, I think ur right, but, can u keep a secret?
H. Contrarily to other people's belief, yes, yes i can, imagine that.
S. Okkkkkk.....so, here goes...
H. Come on, no more suspense, just spill already.
S. Ok. Hermione. Im... PREGANT!!!
H.......OMIGOD!!!.... ur pregnant, but, when? Why didnt ya tell me sister. come on. man, thas mean
S. you know, i dont tell everybody everything. in fact, i was just kidding by the "im pregnant"...
H. So whas the big surprise then???
S. well, i might not be pregnant, but i did get laid...
S. well, say something please.
S. did you just die out on me???
S. Hermione Lynn Granger!!! Answer me right this instant young lady.
S. Thats it little "im a miss know-it-all, im perfect, nobody can be better than me", im not talking to you anymore....!! HAHAHAHAH in your face bitch.
After a few more minutes of silence, Hermione finally answered.
H. Ok first, OMIGOD, CONGRATULATIONS. second of all, i didnt die out on you, here i am, perfectly intact, third of all, uhhh, Lynn isn't my middle name, just coz thas my mums name, not everyone's like you americans, anyways, fourth of all, im not a miss know-it-all, im not perfect, AND I DONT THINK NO ONE CAN BE BETTER THAN ME.
S. ............... YEESH. so-rry, i was just kidding you know. anyways, i just came online to see if you were here and to tell you the news. ill call you if im pregant throw, it was only yesterday night we had sex. ill tell you all the details.
H. Hey, just call me if you're not pregnant anyways, i miss u a lot u know.
S. ok, chow, adios, bye, l8er, see ya, whatever you like. BYE NOW!
And with that, Sabrina logged off. Hermione check her list, only to see no one else was online. So she closed her computer. She stood up, stretched, and started walking towards the door. That's when she was encircled by a pair of two strong arms.
For a minute, she was scared, remembering something that had happened a few years ago.Then, she felt relieved to know it was her brother.
"Hey, it's now....3 o'clock, and I thought you'd maybe want to spend an hour or so before your guest arrives. Please, just me and you. Please please please, pretty please, with a cherry on top," begged her older brother, putting on a pair of doggy-eyes.
"You know, you kinda remember me of a puppy, but yeah sure, come on let's go. I know exactly what I want to do," came Hermione's reply. Her brother looked into her eyes only to see she had one pretty mysterious glint in them. That didn't normally mean good, did it?
Damon followed his little sister, not even bothering to find out where they were going. All he wanted was an hour with his sister.
When they finally arrived at their destination, Damon recognized the room.It had been Natasha's own personal den. He understood why Hermione liked it. There were plenty of books everywhere, along with a big screen tv, that you could also transfigure into a stereo.
"Ok," started Damon,"why did you bring me here oh great one?"
"Well, if you must know, your highness, we're gonna play a game of wizard's chess!!" was Hermione's reply.
"Um, ok, but we have an entire hour, don't you think we could do something more...fun? I don't know," said Damon quietly.
"Well, you're the one that wanted to spend an entire hour with me," said Hermione, emphasizing the word entire.
There was a little moment of silence, as if both were thinking of what better to do.
Just then, out of no where, Damon got up and took Hermione by the hand. They came out of the den, went through a couple of corridors, up and down a lot of stairs, and after what seemed like an eternity for Hermione, they stopped at a door.
The door was far from plain. It had two dragons on each side of the door. One red, one green. They were both breathing fire on some witches and wizards and their tails were intertwined at the bottom of the door. It was quite a door.
Damon released Hermione, and slowly turned the door-nob.
Damon entered, followed closely by Hermione. Before Hermione had the time to analyse the room, the door slammed shut behind her.
"Could've sworn that was magic," she said quietly. Then she slapped herself mentally... it WAS magic.
She slowly lifted her eyes to the ceiling. It as an enchanted one quite like the one at Hogwarts, except this one, i looked like if you were lying in the forest looking up at the sky.
She then looked all around her. The room was breath-taking.
"See here," started her older brother,"this was my favorite place to come when Natasha told me I was of a pureblood descendance. I would come here all day, and as much as I'd like to deny, I cried. A lot. I would just lie down on the floor, and gaze up into the sky."
"Wow," was all Hermione could say.
"Yup, that was pretty much the word I used when I first found this place," said her brother, who was strangely calm."The night she told me, I cried so much, I started yelling at her, and well, yeah I found out when you were away at school. She was here and Dared too, and she told me. At first, I felt like killing the first thing that talked to me, even look at me. But I know I couldn't do that, so I ran, I ran for my life. Keep in mind I stayed in the mansion. After what I thought was an eternity, I found this room. And I cried for hours. Soon, those hours turned into days, and the days could've turned into weeks then years, but I didn't feel like starving myself to death. So I went back to the kitchen two days later, and ate and ate and ate. When I was stuffed out, I went to find Natasha and Dared, who were both reading in the gardens. I told them I forgave them, and well, life went on."
After a couple minutes of tense silent, Hermione spoke up. "You know, I really am sorry for when I screamed at you."
"I know, I was the same. I forgive you. So, what do ya wanna do now?" asked her older brother.
"I don't know. Not to be rude or anything, but could you leave me alone for a couple of hours? I think I just want to...well..think. Ok with you?"
"Sure thing little lady," replied Damon with a smile.
And with that, he quietly exited the room and left Hermione to her own thoughts.
Sure, Hermione would have loved to think and think, but she was kinda tired now, so she went on the couch, and no sooner had her head touched the head of the couch, she fell asleep.
-Dream sequence-
Hermione looked around her surroundings. After a couple of seconds, she quickly remembered this place from her last dream. The one where she had talked with Natasha. So, Hermione went and sat on the rock, same one as last time, and waited.
A couple seconds passed, the a couple minutes, and soon, Hermione saw a strange glow appear from behind some trees. She expected to see Natasha again, but was not greeted by her warm face. It wasn't Natahsa face, but a stranger's face.
This stranger, had something so - familiar. Hermione couldn't quite place it, but the stranger kept coming closer and closer to Hermione. Sure, Hermione should have been scared, but she was more curious. Since there was a lot of fog, Hermione couldn't see the stranger's face, but her aura just radiated with ... something. It kinda screamed, POWER!
When the stranger stopped walking towards Hermione, she was about one meter away from her. The fog started to dissipate, and Hermione could finally see the newcomer's face.
Her skin was as pale as Malfoy's skin, and looked so soft too. Her body still radiated with that strange aura around her. Hermione kept observing her, al the while searching her memory trying to remember where she had seen this woman before. She had a long midnight-black dress, up to her ankles. There was a cut starting from her ankle, going up to her mid-thigh, so you could see her long and slender legs. The dress was backless, and the neck of the top of the dress went around her neck. She had on a beautiful necklace with probably the most expensive ruby Hermione had ever seen. It was quite the sight to see!
"Well," started the woman," now that you're finished looking me up and down, can I sit?" she asked politely.
Hermione blushed at her sentence, and could do nothing more than to just nod. So the woman sat down beside Hermione.
"Hermione," started the woman gently.
"Wait a second...how do you know my name?" asked Hermione out of pure curiosity. The woman smiled at her.
"Hermione," she said again," I am your mother."
And with those four little words, Hermione started to cry.
"There there hun," said her mom."Shh, hush now, you're going to have to stop crying, I have a lot to tell you, but you're going to have to learn even more," she said, all the while putting a comforting arm around Hermione's shoulders. Again, al Hermione could do was nod weakly.
"Ok, well, here goes. See, this might be big to you, but I'm a veela. And your father, well, he was a normal human, much like Harry and Ron are."
"But how do you know who Harry and Ron are? Not to insult you, but I thought you were dead?" asked Hermione, again, curiosity dripping from her voice.
"Well, being a veela does have it's advantages...Hermione, I'm an Immortal. So you're going to be an Immortal, and a veela. Your signs of being a veela will not show until you are 18. Also, on your eighteenth birthday, you will receive something from Natasha and Dared. They can't give it to you now, and I can't tell you what it is. It's one amongst a lot of things you'll have to find out about," she finished with a sad smile.
"Ok, is that all?"
"For tonight it is, but I will keep re-visiting you in your dreams, but you must not tell anyone about me. Or the nightly visits I pay you." said her mother.
"Sure mom, but before you go, can I know my name, I mean, my real name. And yours and dad's of course." said Hermione brightly.
"There are many things which you wil need to discover for yourself, among those things our your dad's and mine's names, other than that, you're Isabella Hermione Persephone Adair," said her mom, while disappearing through a cloud of fog.
This left Hermione thinking...'Is that why I'm so smart, and bright and...intelligent. And omigod, I'm part veela, that's why I've been attracting guys since last year.'
And with this last thought, she fainted, in her dream.
-End of dream sequence-
Hermione awoke in the den with a start. All that had been revealed in her dream acme back to her in one quick motion. She almost fainted again at the last thing her mother had told her. She...she...she was A veela !! Her!!
Then, all of a sudden, a great big bell resonated throughout the mansion. 'Ah, doorbell,' thought Hermione quickly. Without realizing at first, she was on her two feet, running towards the door. She opened it, ran through several corridors, down and up a few flights, and finally came face to face with a humongoeus door. One which could rival Hogwarts' own Great Hall one.
She started running towards the door, and stopped when she was about a meter away. She closed the distance, and opened it.
It was...
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(AN: Ya know, it would be horribly cruel for me to end it right there, but I kept going, just not where you'd expect it to keep on going...)
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Draco Malfoy was laying on his bed. Gazing up into the night sky. Well, what should be night. His ceiling was enchanted to be just like Hogwarts' own one. Only his reflected his own mood. Right now, he wasn't feeling good.
He was angry. Angry towards his father.
He wouldn't be able to leave the house this summer, and wouldn't be allowed to stay over at Marcus Flint's house. Contrary to what a lot of people believed, Marcus was very gentle, and kind, and nice...keeping in mind he was a Slytherin of course.
That's part why Draco's father, Lucius, wouldn't allow Draco to go over to his house. For Lucius, Marcus was still a Slytherin, acted like one... a cold heartless son of a bitch. Although his mother really was nice. And, the fact that Marcus was still a Deatheater, and his family was still very involved in the Dark arts. So, it was because Draco's father didn't want him involved in Dark Arts anymore.
A sharp tapping at the window broke Draco's chain of thought. He got up and opened it. A dark owl with bright green eyes came in and perched itself at Draco's desk.
Hey Draco,
Speaking to you are me, Pansy, and Blaise. Guess what? Well, I could've waited for you to send me a reply with every answer possible, but I'll tell you. Tomorrow, 5o clock, meet me at the front of my manor, we're going to a party. I'm not telling you who will be there, but bring a friend or two. Oh, and you can stay there the rest of the summer vacations too.
See ya tomorrow,
Your best,
Pans ( and Blaise )
'Cool,' thought Draco. 'A party till the rest of the summer hols.' Even though that was only two weeks or so, Draco would have done anything to get out of this house, manor, mansion, whatever you call it. So he wrote back to Pansy telling her he would be there, and he would stay there the rest of the hols too.
After this, Draco started packing, but then remembered he was allowed a friend or two. 'Hehe, this couldn't get better,' he thought to himself.
He wrote to Marcus telling him about the same thing Pans had told him. Then he packed, and when he was finished, he ran downstairs to tell his parents he was going to Pansy's house for the rest of the summer hols since she was lonely because her parents had gone to Canada for the summer. Of course, it was all a big lie, but who cares, his parents were crazy enough to believe anything he said.
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Surprisingly enough, Hermione's new guest was none other than...
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Pansy and Blaise were running all over Pansy's room trying to find their stuff. Make-up, cash, jewelry and anything else they would need for the party.
"Ugh, when I don't need my mascara, I find it, and now that I need it, I can't find it. This sucks," whined Pansy.\
"FOUND IT," screamed a very happy Blaise under Pansy's bed.
"Found what," asked Pansy.
"Mascara."
"OOH, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!" sreamed Pansy at the top of her lungs while tackling her friend to the ground.
"Oof, your welcome."
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In another part Europe, in Italy precisly, Venise even more precisly, Ginny, Ron, and Harry were packing their trunks.
"Omigosh, I'm so happy mom decided to let us go back two weeks instead of one," squealed Ginny in delight as she put one of her g-strings in her trunk.
Harry turned to her, and seeing what she was holding, his fade became a shade of red which was even darker than the famous Weasley hair, if that was even possible. "Yes, umm, of course...," he said absently while 'digging' through his suitcase for 'something'.
"Yeah, it's gonna be so cool. Omigosh," she squealed again. "I heard from Parvati and Lavender that Hermione's having a party tomorrow and the guests can stay for the rest of the summer holidays since her parents aren't there. Isn't that cool? We can surprise her, and go to her house, and after the party Hermione and Lavender could bring me and Parvati muggle shopping in London, and and..." she continued to babble on like this for a couple of minutes, until she found out she was the only one left in the room, Harry having left a couple of seconds after she started talking about what she and Hermione could do.
Ginny shrugged and kept on talking to herself as she finished packing.
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Meanwhile, Harry had decided to take a walk outside and clear his thoughts. He was really happy about going to Hermione's party and all, but he wasn't sure if his feelings for her had changed. Before the end of their sixth year, Hermione had become very popular with the male population of Hogwarts.
Sure, she was pretty attractive and all, but...damn! Harry didn't know if he would be able to resist her all those two weeks. Apparently, Hermione was a Sex Goddess. He had heard stories, and wanted to know if those stories were true. 'I guess I'll find out for myself these next weeks, won't I?' he thought.
And with that last thought, he went back inside to find Ron and Ginny fighting.
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"What are you two fighting about again?"
"Ginny told me we were going to Hermione's party tomorrow and for the rest of the summer Holidays and I told her that couldn't be true because we're staying here until next week," said Ron.
"But it's true, fuckwit, we ARE going to Hermione's party," raged Ginny.
"BUT WE'RE STAYING HERE FOR THE NEXT WEEK. HOW COULD WE POSSIBLY BE AT TWO PLACES AT ONE TIME?" asked a very angry Ron.
"EASY, A POTION YOU HALF-WITTED-"
"ALRIGHT YOU TWO. YOU'RE GOING OT SHUT UP NOW OR ILL HEX YOU BOTH INTO OBLIVIATION," said Harry, who was obviosly tired of their bickoring.
Ron and Ginny instantly shut up, and listened to Harry explain the situation.
"Now that you two have calmed down, why don't you sit and I'll tell you everything."
Again, the two Weasley siblings listened to their friend, and sat down on the nearest couch.
"Now...Ron, Ginny is right, we're going to Hermione's party tomorrow. Now don't start, I know you were told we were staying here until next week, but your parents decided since the work was done, we could go back a week early. They told us this morning while you were still asleep, and we just didn't remember to tell you. Now, for tomorrow, we'll be arriving near midnight at Hermione's house since we need to take the train, then a cab to her house, which by the way I'm sure Ginny got the address," he said absently. "Now, no more questions, I'm going to bed. You both should do the same thing, seeing as tomorrow will be a busy day. G'night guys," Harry said while walking to his bedroom.
A couple of minutes later, Ginny and Ron joined him. (AN: To sleep, of course. Damn you guys and your perverted minds. Anyways, I'm not into that whole slash thing.)
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"JUSTIN!!!" Hermione cried as she launched herself at her ex-boyfriend. Even though they were ex's, they decided they didn't have to be romantically involved for anything to happen between both of them.
"I'll take that as a 'Hey, I'm so happy you came', "said Justin.
Hermione slapped his arm playfully, before claiming his lips. The kiss was normal enough, but Hermione deepened the kiss by letting her tongue travel Justin's mouth. He moaned of pleasure, dropped his suitcase, took Hermione in his arms, careful not to brake the kiss, and went towards the nearest bedroom.
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AN: haha, go you there. Well, what are you waiting for you perverted bunch of penguin freaks. REVIEW!!
AN 2: oh yeah, forgot to make my happy dance while screaming out loud "IM DONE ANOTHER CHAPTER."
Now...review damnit!!
Disclaimer: Sniff' Sniff', you make me cry guys, you don't know they're mine, so why do you even bother....?
2ND A/N: Sorry guys, I forgot to mention another thing... I STILL NEED A DAMN EBTA. CAN ANYONE HELP ME. IF ANYONE IS ONE, OR WOULD LIKE TO BE MINE, OR JUTS IF YOU KNOW ONE, PLEASE CONTACT ME AS SOON AS POSSIBLE AT ihaveapoolandyoudont@hotmail.com . Thanks a lot.
3 A/N: Sorry, again with the disturbance, but I figured that my chapters were all too short. The last one was only seven pages on my Microsoft Word. So I'm gonna aim higher next time. Hopefully close to 20 pages for this one.
Thanks!
Now read you little freaks. Kidding, kidding. Then again, maybe not.
Last time :
What a weird dream, Hermione though as she wiped some sweat that had accumulated from the dream. The last thing she though before going back to sleep was "Ha, I'm a Pureblood. Now Malfoy won't be able to call me a Mudblood no more."
And then, the darkness enveloped her once again. Only this time, she had a dreamless sleep. Thank god for that. Oh wait, she didn't believe in god. Oh well.
Chapter three :
A couple hours later, around 11 o'clock, Hermione woke up to the sun shining on her face. Damn, she had forgotten to close the curtains. She slowly got up, stretched, and quietly walked to her bathroom. After what happened during the night, she really needed a cold shower. Even though she didn't think it would help.
So, that's what she did, she took a cold shower.
After the shower, she dressed up. She now wore tight, low-rise jeans, accompanied by a tight red tank-top, that showed her belly-button, which was now pierced, due to Angelina. She put a bit of make-up on, blue eye-liner, a bit of mascara, then put her hair in a high pony-tail that would show her now fully-tanned shoulders. She also put on some light-blue sandals, that went with her make-up and jeans. All happy, she raced down the stairs to meet her brother in the dining room.
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About an hour or so later, Hermione finished her "healthy" breakfast. She hadn't seen Angelina anywhere, but her brother was at the other end of the table. And considering the length of the table, she would try to speak to him, but he wouldn't hear a word she said. So she decided to wait after breakfast to talk to him about the weird dream. She had remembered waking up with a tear-strained face. How in the world would she explain this to Harry and Ron?
So, she called a maid, who took her plate and walked in the direction of the kitchen. She slowly got up, and walked considerably slow, again, to her brother. He, on the contrary, hadn't finished his breakfast.
She sat down beside him, gently, as to not alert him of her presence. However, he did look up, just in time to see her burst in tears, again.
"So," he started "I take it Natasha cam to you in your dream last night?"
Hermione simply nodded.
"Well, let me just tell you this, that I too am sorry for not being able to tell you. You had to learn that way. It was harsh for me too you know." said his brother in an affectionate kind of way.
"Who cares if that's how I should have learned it. You could have told me. You're my big brother. AREN'T BIG BROTHERS SUPPOSE TO LOOK OUT FOR THEIR YOUNGER SIBLINGS, IN THIS CASE ME? HUH, HUH, WHAT DYA SAY NOW?" raged Hermione.
"Look Hermione, I told you already, I'm sor-" he started, but was cut-off, by Hermione of course.
"Cut the bullshit, get right to the chase." she said harshly.
"If you want me to cut the bullshit, I can't. This is the way you're suppose to learn it. I'm really sorry Hermione. Natasha swore me to never tell anyone. And especially you. But the wizarding world will soon know about our family."
"Damon....I'm-m, s-so s-s-sor-ry. I shouldn't have blowed up-p on you like that," Hermione sobbed out.
Damon pulled her in a brotherly-hug. The kind that was bone-breaking. They stayed like this for a moment, then Hermione softly pulled away.
"I'm really sorry you know. I should have told you, but I just...I just couldn't, you have to understand me Mya. Please?" Asked her brother gently as he stroked her hair. She was still silently crying.
"It's ok, I understand. I'm going to take a bath now. A long and very hot bath. It's gonna do me great."
"Yeah, you go do that. I'll be in the computer room." he replied.
"Ok, um, and I forgot to mention something...Um, my guests for the party. Well, one of them is coming tonight. You must remember him. You know, my ex, Justin," asked Hermione softly.
"Yeah remember him. Now go, you need a bath. Later."
"Bye," she said.
He watched her get up, and slowly walk away.
"You'll find out soon Mya, you'll find out soon enough," mumbled Damon as he watched Hermione's retreating figure.
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She slowly undid her blouse. Then, took off her jeans. After that came the bra and underwear off. When she was completely naked, she gently climbed into the bath. She had charmed the water to smell like vanilla.
After her bath, she put only her bra and underwear on. She then raced to her room, not bothering to put the rest of her clothes on. So what if Damon saw her? He had already seen her naked. And anyways, he was supposed to be on the 5th floor, 2 more floors higher than the one which Hermione currently was.
She went into her room, and kept on running until she came face-to-face with her walk-in-wardrobe. She slowly opened both doors.
She quickly stepped inside, and started rummaging through her huge pile of clothes to pick some for the rest of the day.
She finally decided on wearing bell-bottom jeans that had a flower-ish design on the side, and had this really nice belt that came with it. She then put on a black tank-top, which you had to attached in the back of the neck. (A/N You know the ones where you tie them behind your neck. Meh, I dont really care if you know what I'm talking about, I'll just keep on writing the story, hehe.)
She put on some matching black high-heels with black straps that you had to tie around your ankles. (A/N Again, you know what I'm talking about.) She also put on her black watch/wristband. She finally put on one of the nice, really nice, necklace, made of gold and silver. It was the one Justin gave her last year at her birthday.
She then zoomed out of her bedroom and back into the bathroom to apply some quick make-up. This time, she made sure her make-up wouldn't smudge all over. She had dark black mascara, with some black eye shadow on the top and some blue eye liner on the bottom. It was all real nice.
She quickly cleaned the bathroom, even though it was squeaky clean when she had entered.
She then raced to the computer room to see that her brother was talking to some guy. Must be one of his friend. Hermione pulled a chair and sat a few computers down from her brother's one. She opened her Msn Hotmail and started to chat with one of her friends. She was also a witch. :D
Hermione (H) : Hey, sup my American girl?
Sabrina(S) (A/N Couldn't resist putting our teen witch in here, sorry guys.) : I'm ok, I guess...
H. Was wrong gurl. U sure ur alright ? I dont think so.
S. Yeah, I think ur right, but, can u keep a secret?
H. Contrarily to other people's belief, yes, yes i can, imagine that.
S. Okkkkkk.....so, here goes...
H. Come on, no more suspense, just spill already.
S. Ok. Hermione. Im... PREGANT!!!
H.......OMIGOD!!!.... ur pregnant, but, when? Why didnt ya tell me sister. come on. man, thas mean
S. you know, i dont tell everybody everything. in fact, i was just kidding by the "im pregnant"...
H. So whas the big surprise then???
S. well, i might not be pregnant, but i did get laid...
S. well, say something please.
S. did you just die out on me???
S. Hermione Lynn Granger!!! Answer me right this instant young lady.
S. Thats it little "im a miss know-it-all, im perfect, nobody can be better than me", im not talking to you anymore....!! HAHAHAHAH in your face bitch.
After a few more minutes of silence, Hermione finally answered.
H. Ok first, OMIGOD, CONGRATULATIONS. second of all, i didnt die out on you, here i am, perfectly intact, third of all, uhhh, Lynn isn't my middle name, just coz thas my mums name, not everyone's like you americans, anyways, fourth of all, im not a miss know-it-all, im not perfect, AND I DONT THINK NO ONE CAN BE BETTER THAN ME.
S. ............... YEESH. so-rry, i was just kidding you know. anyways, i just came online to see if you were here and to tell you the news. ill call you if im pregant throw, it was only yesterday night we had sex. ill tell you all the details.
H. Hey, just call me if you're not pregnant anyways, i miss u a lot u know.
S. ok, chow, adios, bye, l8er, see ya, whatever you like. BYE NOW!
And with that, Sabrina logged off. Hermione check her list, only to see no one else was online. So she closed her computer. She stood up, stretched, and started walking towards the door. That's when she was encircled by a pair of two strong arms.
For a minute, she was scared, remembering something that had happened a few years ago.Then, she felt relieved to know it was her brother.
"Hey, it's now....3 o'clock, and I thought you'd maybe want to spend an hour or so before your guest arrives. Please, just me and you. Please please please, pretty please, with a cherry on top," begged her older brother, putting on a pair of doggy-eyes.
"You know, you kinda remember me of a puppy, but yeah sure, come on let's go. I know exactly what I want to do," came Hermione's reply. Her brother looked into her eyes only to see she had one pretty mysterious glint in them. That didn't normally mean good, did it?
Damon followed his little sister, not even bothering to find out where they were going. All he wanted was an hour with his sister.
When they finally arrived at their destination, Damon recognized the room.It had been Natasha's own personal den. He understood why Hermione liked it. There were plenty of books everywhere, along with a big screen tv, that you could also transfigure into a stereo.
"Ok," started Damon,"why did you bring me here oh great one?"
"Well, if you must know, your highness, we're gonna play a game of wizard's chess!!" was Hermione's reply.
"Um, ok, but we have an entire hour, don't you think we could do something more...fun? I don't know," said Damon quietly.
"Well, you're the one that wanted to spend an entire hour with me," said Hermione, emphasizing the word entire.
There was a little moment of silence, as if both were thinking of what better to do.
Just then, out of no where, Damon got up and took Hermione by the hand. They came out of the den, went through a couple of corridors, up and down a lot of stairs, and after what seemed like an eternity for Hermione, they stopped at a door.
The door was far from plain. It had two dragons on each side of the door. One red, one green. They were both breathing fire on some witches and wizards and their tails were intertwined at the bottom of the door. It was quite a door.
Damon released Hermione, and slowly turned the door-nob.
Damon entered, followed closely by Hermione. Before Hermione had the time to analyse the room, the door slammed shut behind her.
"Could've sworn that was magic," she said quietly. Then she slapped herself mentally... it WAS magic.
She slowly lifted her eyes to the ceiling. It as an enchanted one quite like the one at Hogwarts, except this one, i looked like if you were lying in the forest looking up at the sky.
She then looked all around her. The room was breath-taking.
"See here," started her older brother,"this was my favorite place to come when Natasha told me I was of a pureblood descendance. I would come here all day, and as much as I'd like to deny, I cried. A lot. I would just lie down on the floor, and gaze up into the sky."
"Wow," was all Hermione could say.
"Yup, that was pretty much the word I used when I first found this place," said her brother, who was strangely calm."The night she told me, I cried so much, I started yelling at her, and well, yeah I found out when you were away at school. She was here and Dared too, and she told me. At first, I felt like killing the first thing that talked to me, even look at me. But I know I couldn't do that, so I ran, I ran for my life. Keep in mind I stayed in the mansion. After what I thought was an eternity, I found this room. And I cried for hours. Soon, those hours turned into days, and the days could've turned into weeks then years, but I didn't feel like starving myself to death. So I went back to the kitchen two days later, and ate and ate and ate. When I was stuffed out, I went to find Natasha and Dared, who were both reading in the gardens. I told them I forgave them, and well, life went on."
After a couple minutes of tense silent, Hermione spoke up. "You know, I really am sorry for when I screamed at you."
"I know, I was the same. I forgive you. So, what do ya wanna do now?" asked her older brother.
"I don't know. Not to be rude or anything, but could you leave me alone for a couple of hours? I think I just want to...well..think. Ok with you?"
"Sure thing little lady," replied Damon with a smile.
And with that, he quietly exited the room and left Hermione to her own thoughts.
Sure, Hermione would have loved to think and think, but she was kinda tired now, so she went on the couch, and no sooner had her head touched the head of the couch, she fell asleep.
-Dream sequence-
Hermione looked around her surroundings. After a couple of seconds, she quickly remembered this place from her last dream. The one where she had talked with Natasha. So, Hermione went and sat on the rock, same one as last time, and waited.
A couple seconds passed, the a couple minutes, and soon, Hermione saw a strange glow appear from behind some trees. She expected to see Natasha again, but was not greeted by her warm face. It wasn't Natahsa face, but a stranger's face.
This stranger, had something so - familiar. Hermione couldn't quite place it, but the stranger kept coming closer and closer to Hermione. Sure, Hermione should have been scared, but she was more curious. Since there was a lot of fog, Hermione couldn't see the stranger's face, but her aura just radiated with ... something. It kinda screamed, POWER!
When the stranger stopped walking towards Hermione, she was about one meter away from her. The fog started to dissipate, and Hermione could finally see the newcomer's face.
Her skin was as pale as Malfoy's skin, and looked so soft too. Her body still radiated with that strange aura around her. Hermione kept observing her, al the while searching her memory trying to remember where she had seen this woman before. She had a long midnight-black dress, up to her ankles. There was a cut starting from her ankle, going up to her mid-thigh, so you could see her long and slender legs. The dress was backless, and the neck of the top of the dress went around her neck. She had on a beautiful necklace with probably the most expensive ruby Hermione had ever seen. It was quite the sight to see!
"Well," started the woman," now that you're finished looking me up and down, can I sit?" she asked politely.
Hermione blushed at her sentence, and could do nothing more than to just nod. So the woman sat down beside Hermione.
"Hermione," started the woman gently.
"Wait a second...how do you know my name?" asked Hermione out of pure curiosity. The woman smiled at her.
"Hermione," she said again," I am your mother."
And with those four little words, Hermione started to cry.
"There there hun," said her mom."Shh, hush now, you're going to have to stop crying, I have a lot to tell you, but you're going to have to learn even more," she said, all the while putting a comforting arm around Hermione's shoulders. Again, al Hermione could do was nod weakly.
"Ok, well, here goes. See, this might be big to you, but I'm a veela. And your father, well, he was a normal human, much like Harry and Ron are."
"But how do you know who Harry and Ron are? Not to insult you, but I thought you were dead?" asked Hermione, again, curiosity dripping from her voice.
"Well, being a veela does have it's advantages...Hermione, I'm an Immortal. So you're going to be an Immortal, and a veela. Your signs of being a veela will not show until you are 18. Also, on your eighteenth birthday, you will receive something from Natasha and Dared. They can't give it to you now, and I can't tell you what it is. It's one amongst a lot of things you'll have to find out about," she finished with a sad smile.
"Ok, is that all?"
"For tonight it is, but I will keep re-visiting you in your dreams, but you must not tell anyone about me. Or the nightly visits I pay you." said her mother.
"Sure mom, but before you go, can I know my name, I mean, my real name. And yours and dad's of course." said Hermione brightly.
"There are many things which you wil need to discover for yourself, among those things our your dad's and mine's names, other than that, you're Isabella Hermione Persephone Adair," said her mom, while disappearing through a cloud of fog.
This left Hermione thinking...'Is that why I'm so smart, and bright and...intelligent. And omigod, I'm part veela, that's why I've been attracting guys since last year.'
And with this last thought, she fainted, in her dream.
-End of dream sequence-
Hermione awoke in the den with a start. All that had been revealed in her dream acme back to her in one quick motion. She almost fainted again at the last thing her mother had told her. She...she...she was A veela !! Her!!
Then, all of a sudden, a great big bell resonated throughout the mansion. 'Ah, doorbell,' thought Hermione quickly. Without realizing at first, she was on her two feet, running towards the door. She opened it, ran through several corridors, down and up a few flights, and finally came face to face with a humongoeus door. One which could rival Hogwarts' own Great Hall one.
She started running towards the door, and stopped when she was about a meter away. She closed the distance, and opened it.
It was...
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(AN: Ya know, it would be horribly cruel for me to end it right there, but I kept going, just not where you'd expect it to keep on going...)
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Draco Malfoy was laying on his bed. Gazing up into the night sky. Well, what should be night. His ceiling was enchanted to be just like Hogwarts' own one. Only his reflected his own mood. Right now, he wasn't feeling good.
He was angry. Angry towards his father.
He wouldn't be able to leave the house this summer, and wouldn't be allowed to stay over at Marcus Flint's house. Contrary to what a lot of people believed, Marcus was very gentle, and kind, and nice...keeping in mind he was a Slytherin of course.
That's part why Draco's father, Lucius, wouldn't allow Draco to go over to his house. For Lucius, Marcus was still a Slytherin, acted like one... a cold heartless son of a bitch. Although his mother really was nice. And, the fact that Marcus was still a Deatheater, and his family was still very involved in the Dark arts. So, it was because Draco's father didn't want him involved in Dark Arts anymore.
A sharp tapping at the window broke Draco's chain of thought. He got up and opened it. A dark owl with bright green eyes came in and perched itself at Draco's desk.
Hey Draco,
Speaking to you are me, Pansy, and Blaise. Guess what? Well, I could've waited for you to send me a reply with every answer possible, but I'll tell you. Tomorrow, 5o clock, meet me at the front of my manor, we're going to a party. I'm not telling you who will be there, but bring a friend or two. Oh, and you can stay there the rest of the summer vacations too.
See ya tomorrow,
Your best,
Pans ( and Blaise )
'Cool,' thought Draco. 'A party till the rest of the summer hols.' Even though that was only two weeks or so, Draco would have done anything to get out of this house, manor, mansion, whatever you call it. So he wrote back to Pansy telling her he would be there, and he would stay there the rest of the hols too.
After this, Draco started packing, but then remembered he was allowed a friend or two. 'Hehe, this couldn't get better,' he thought to himself.
He wrote to Marcus telling him about the same thing Pans had told him. Then he packed, and when he was finished, he ran downstairs to tell his parents he was going to Pansy's house for the rest of the summer hols since she was lonely because her parents had gone to Canada for the summer. Of course, it was all a big lie, but who cares, his parents were crazy enough to believe anything he said.
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Surprisingly enough, Hermione's new guest was none other than...
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Pansy and Blaise were running all over Pansy's room trying to find their stuff. Make-up, cash, jewelry and anything else they would need for the party.
"Ugh, when I don't need my mascara, I find it, and now that I need it, I can't find it. This sucks," whined Pansy.\
"FOUND IT," screamed a very happy Blaise under Pansy's bed.
"Found what," asked Pansy.
"Mascara."
"OOH, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!" sreamed Pansy at the top of her lungs while tackling her friend to the ground.
"Oof, your welcome."
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In another part Europe, in Italy precisly, Venise even more precisly, Ginny, Ron, and Harry were packing their trunks.
"Omigosh, I'm so happy mom decided to let us go back two weeks instead of one," squealed Ginny in delight as she put one of her g-strings in her trunk.
Harry turned to her, and seeing what she was holding, his fade became a shade of red which was even darker than the famous Weasley hair, if that was even possible. "Yes, umm, of course...," he said absently while 'digging' through his suitcase for 'something'.
"Yeah, it's gonna be so cool. Omigosh," she squealed again. "I heard from Parvati and Lavender that Hermione's having a party tomorrow and the guests can stay for the rest of the summer holidays since her parents aren't there. Isn't that cool? We can surprise her, and go to her house, and after the party Hermione and Lavender could bring me and Parvati muggle shopping in London, and and..." she continued to babble on like this for a couple of minutes, until she found out she was the only one left in the room, Harry having left a couple of seconds after she started talking about what she and Hermione could do.
Ginny shrugged and kept on talking to herself as she finished packing.
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Meanwhile, Harry had decided to take a walk outside and clear his thoughts. He was really happy about going to Hermione's party and all, but he wasn't sure if his feelings for her had changed. Before the end of their sixth year, Hermione had become very popular with the male population of Hogwarts.
Sure, she was pretty attractive and all, but...damn! Harry didn't know if he would be able to resist her all those two weeks. Apparently, Hermione was a Sex Goddess. He had heard stories, and wanted to know if those stories were true. 'I guess I'll find out for myself these next weeks, won't I?' he thought.
And with that last thought, he went back inside to find Ron and Ginny fighting.
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"What are you two fighting about again?"
"Ginny told me we were going to Hermione's party tomorrow and for the rest of the summer Holidays and I told her that couldn't be true because we're staying here until next week," said Ron.
"But it's true, fuckwit, we ARE going to Hermione's party," raged Ginny.
"BUT WE'RE STAYING HERE FOR THE NEXT WEEK. HOW COULD WE POSSIBLY BE AT TWO PLACES AT ONE TIME?" asked a very angry Ron.
"EASY, A POTION YOU HALF-WITTED-"
"ALRIGHT YOU TWO. YOU'RE GOING OT SHUT UP NOW OR ILL HEX YOU BOTH INTO OBLIVIATION," said Harry, who was obviosly tired of their bickoring.
Ron and Ginny instantly shut up, and listened to Harry explain the situation.
"Now that you two have calmed down, why don't you sit and I'll tell you everything."
Again, the two Weasley siblings listened to their friend, and sat down on the nearest couch.
"Now...Ron, Ginny is right, we're going to Hermione's party tomorrow. Now don't start, I know you were told we were staying here until next week, but your parents decided since the work was done, we could go back a week early. They told us this morning while you were still asleep, and we just didn't remember to tell you. Now, for tomorrow, we'll be arriving near midnight at Hermione's house since we need to take the train, then a cab to her house, which by the way I'm sure Ginny got the address," he said absently. "Now, no more questions, I'm going to bed. You both should do the same thing, seeing as tomorrow will be a busy day. G'night guys," Harry said while walking to his bedroom.
A couple of minutes later, Ginny and Ron joined him. (AN: To sleep, of course. Damn you guys and your perverted minds. Anyways, I'm not into that whole slash thing.)
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"JUSTIN!!!" Hermione cried as she launched herself at her ex-boyfriend. Even though they were ex's, they decided they didn't have to be romantically involved for anything to happen between both of them.
"I'll take that as a 'Hey, I'm so happy you came', "said Justin.
Hermione slapped his arm playfully, before claiming his lips. The kiss was normal enough, but Hermione deepened the kiss by letting her tongue travel Justin's mouth. He moaned of pleasure, dropped his suitcase, took Hermione in his arms, careful not to brake the kiss, and went towards the nearest bedroom.
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AN: haha, go you there. Well, what are you waiting for you perverted bunch of penguin freaks. REVIEW!!
AN 2: oh yeah, forgot to make my happy dance while screaming out loud "IM DONE ANOTHER CHAPTER."
Now...review damnit!!