A/N: Hey Aunty Mica!!!
ShinHee Tae: Yes I made a mistake when I was trying to repost chapter two and ended up replacing chapter one instead of two...I fixed it lol! That's what I get for not paying attn to what I was doing
Running Padfoot: Sorry I had Dumbledore saying Mrs. Granger...lol its Miss. Just a habit of mine to always use the Mrs. ^_^
Even Dreams Lie
By Akasha Ravensong
Chapter Three: Third Time is the Charm
I wiped my arm across my sweaty forehead tiredly, and surveyed the living room I now had in my chambers. The fireplace blazed warmly, and firelight flickered across the room making it oh-so-cozy looking. I all of the old floors into a gorgeous oak hardwood floor and covered it with various rugs that I had collected in the last seven years. In the living room I had a hardwood rocking chair with black cushions and a big comfy couch of black suede that looked particularly inviting right now. There were cushions to sit on all over the floor in one corner resembling places in India and China that I had been too.
The walls were a deep burgundy that reminded me of dried blood, and I had sconces covering them except for the wall that the fireplace was on. It was covered with stone facing and was absolutely gorgeous. I had muggle paintings of witches, wizards, gargoyles all sorts of other things. There were statues on hardwood shelves all over the place. All in all it had a very gothic appeal.
My Bedroom now had a canopy bed and the walls were charmed to looking like the heavens constantly and all sorts of celestial bodies were covering it. I had become fascinated with astronomy and loved looking at them. If I wanted to look at a particular star, constellation, or anything else all I had to do was touch the section that it was in or voice it and the wall would zoom in on it. The bedclothes were all deep purple and black satin, silk, and velvet. There was a large sheepskin blanket on top of it. Pictures of my friends and family covered the entire back wall behind my bed, the only wall that remained uncharmed, but instead was painted a deep black.
In my study every wall was covered with books starting at the height of my shoulders and there were several bookcases lined up in the middle of the room. I had collected so many books over the years and they had probably taken up a good fourth of my trunk even shrunken as they were. I had pillows all over the floor in a messy but orderly fashions so I could lay wherever I wanted and read comfortable everywhere in the room. As an afterthought I summoned a ladder to reach the higher shelves.
The bathroom had a large sea-green marble tub that rivaled even the one in the prefect and head girl bathroom. There were many faucets coming out of one end that you could choose any fragrance imaginable soap or oil. In the corner beside it was a small enclosed shower. The floor was covered with another shade of green stone-like tile. The back wall was made completely of mirrors. On the other wall was a large vanity and an old fashioned pedestal styled sink.
I surveyed my new home with pride as my grandfather clocked chimed and I realized that I had finished just in time to go down to have dinner with the staff. Muttering a few quick spells I cleaned up, changed my clothes, and ran down to dinner.
(A/N: Sorry I spent so much time on Hermione's rooms but I like descriptive writing and I tend to get caught up in it sometimes. Besides...one's room should reflect the person living in them shouldn't it? And they often reveal much more about a person's inner self then you would ever imagine. )
As I was rushing down the corridor I once again ran into a big solid something and yelped. In a swirl of robes and arms I went down, bracing myself for the hard impact of the stone floor. But amazingly my landing was rather soft. Puzzled, I opened my eyes to see Serverus Snape beneath me. I stared at him openmouthed to surprised and embarrassed to say anything.
"Clearly you haven't learned anything from the last time we so untimely met." Snape said scathingly. "Now if you would, Miss Granger, get off me!"
"Ohh!" I muttered realizing that I hadn't moved yet and I scrambled off of him as fast as I could, blushing furiously. "Everyone always says that things happens in threes..." I muttered under my breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!" I squeaked. Even though he was no longer my professor he still frightened me, it was amazing and annoying as hell at the same time. "Are you on your way to dinner?"
"Actually, no I'm not. I usually don't waste my time eating with the rest of the teachers and listening to their squabbling. I eat by myself, alone, in my private chambers. Good-day Miss Granger!"
I watched him brusquely walk down the corridor with that annoying scowl plastered on his face. He was always so damn grumpy. Honestly! You would think the man had no idea how to enjoy himself. Miss Granger indeed. I felt like I was 11 years old and a first year again whenever he was around. Why did he have to be the person I walked strait into, and I did it twice for that matter.
"Hermione," Ginny squealed when I walked into the staff room, "Come sit with me, we have so much to catch up on!"
Laughing as she half guided half dragged me to a small table in the corner of the room near the fireplace. "So how are you and Draco getting along Ginny? Had he popped the question yet?" I watched her as she blushed faintly.
"I don't know whatever you could possibly mean Hermione..." she said unconvincingly. "So have you any special someone in your life?"
"Don't play coy with me Virginia Weasly! You know exactly wht I mean and don't change the subject!"
'Ohh Hermione, I don't think he'll ever ask! Mum and Dad aren't even used to the fact that I have been going with him for the last six years! I'm twenty-four and they still treat me like a baby! I hate being the youngest child."
"And the only girl... I wish I could have been there to see Ron's face when you told he. He must have had a fit!"
"That's putting it lightly. I wouldn't have been surprised if he started to shit kittens, honestly! He's such a prat! But I want to know still, do you have anyone Hermione?"
"I haven't had anybody since Vince. He was such a bastard. Although Bill did seem a bit interested while we were in Egypt together. We probably could have had something but I was still too crushed over Vince at that point. I feel so used Ginny!"
"He wasn't worth your time, hun" she said softly putting her hand on mine. "You'll fine somebody. Especially if you let me take you out shopping and get you some nice sexy clothes instead of that boring shit that you insist on wearing. It doesn't do anything for all those curves you have!"
"Ginny, are you feeling ok? This is me, curveless, boring old Hermione. Bookworm extrodinaire, remember?"
'Whatever you say..." She said rolling her eyes. "Just remember whenever you're ready my offer always stands."
Dumbledore cleared his throat and everyone stopped speaking for a moment, looking up at our headmaster. "I see that Severus didn't join us again this evening, alas he's stuck in his ways the poor old boy... what was I saying now? Ah, Yes, I'd like all of you to please welcome Hermione, I'm sure all of you remember her from her student days here. She will be taking the position left vacate by Professor Binns who decided that he had been teaching long enough. And all I have to say now is, enjoy!"
Plates appeared before all of us and I dig in hungrily. "Mmm...Pork Roast and red potatoes. Absolutely delicious," I said between mouthfuls."
"What was the food like when you were traveling Hermione?"
"Oh it was usually divine, but sometimes you ahd to be careful what you ate. I stayed in muggle and wizard places mind you, and some of those people have very strange ideas about what is edible and what is not. Like in one place they tried giving me bull testicles! I felt bad for the poor thing!"
"Hermione! Honestly I'm trying to eat over here!"
"You asked." All she did in reply was glare at me, and I laughed. "It feels so good to be back Ginny. It was rather lonely at times being on the road constantly. Whose still teaching here?"
"I believe everybody is still here except for Professor Binns. And Hagrid is still out doing something or other, I haven't seen him around yet this year. I don't know if he's going to be doing Care of Magickal Creatures again this year but I'm sure he'll at least be groundskeeper."
"Are you excited to be the Potions teacher this year Ginny?"
"Oh Gods I'm so nervous Hermione! I have quite a reputation to live up to after Snape! It feels so weird to be calling the teachers by their first names though, doesn't it. I keep wanting to call them all Professor. Albeit that would be confusing wouldn't it, calling each of them Professor constantly, they wouldn't know who I was talking too! How about you, are you nervous?"
"Honestly, not really. It shouldn't be hard making History of Magick more interesting then Professor Binns. And I love history, I visited all sorts of ancient places on my travels and learned all sorts of interesting stuff, so I should be able to use that to make the class fun. Besides, I think I can work a few projects in to keep them interested. If only I could take them somewhere on a field trip and make it more hands on...although if I talk to Dumbledore maybe he'll have a way of making that possible. Converting an classroom into something or other...Look at me I'm babbling already!"
"well at least you're enthusiastic about it! I'm jealous Hermione, I'm going to have quite a lot to compete with your classes."
We chatted throughout the rest if dinner and for long time afterwards. It was quite late when I finally headed back down the hallways to my own rooms. Plans of my future classes were still lingering in my head when I lay down in my bed. Not long after my head hit the pillow I was fast asleep.
ShinHee Tae: Yes I made a mistake when I was trying to repost chapter two and ended up replacing chapter one instead of two...I fixed it lol! That's what I get for not paying attn to what I was doing
Running Padfoot: Sorry I had Dumbledore saying Mrs. Granger...lol its Miss. Just a habit of mine to always use the Mrs. ^_^
Even Dreams Lie
By Akasha Ravensong
Chapter Three: Third Time is the Charm
I wiped my arm across my sweaty forehead tiredly, and surveyed the living room I now had in my chambers. The fireplace blazed warmly, and firelight flickered across the room making it oh-so-cozy looking. I all of the old floors into a gorgeous oak hardwood floor and covered it with various rugs that I had collected in the last seven years. In the living room I had a hardwood rocking chair with black cushions and a big comfy couch of black suede that looked particularly inviting right now. There were cushions to sit on all over the floor in one corner resembling places in India and China that I had been too.
The walls were a deep burgundy that reminded me of dried blood, and I had sconces covering them except for the wall that the fireplace was on. It was covered with stone facing and was absolutely gorgeous. I had muggle paintings of witches, wizards, gargoyles all sorts of other things. There were statues on hardwood shelves all over the place. All in all it had a very gothic appeal.
My Bedroom now had a canopy bed and the walls were charmed to looking like the heavens constantly and all sorts of celestial bodies were covering it. I had become fascinated with astronomy and loved looking at them. If I wanted to look at a particular star, constellation, or anything else all I had to do was touch the section that it was in or voice it and the wall would zoom in on it. The bedclothes were all deep purple and black satin, silk, and velvet. There was a large sheepskin blanket on top of it. Pictures of my friends and family covered the entire back wall behind my bed, the only wall that remained uncharmed, but instead was painted a deep black.
In my study every wall was covered with books starting at the height of my shoulders and there were several bookcases lined up in the middle of the room. I had collected so many books over the years and they had probably taken up a good fourth of my trunk even shrunken as they were. I had pillows all over the floor in a messy but orderly fashions so I could lay wherever I wanted and read comfortable everywhere in the room. As an afterthought I summoned a ladder to reach the higher shelves.
The bathroom had a large sea-green marble tub that rivaled even the one in the prefect and head girl bathroom. There were many faucets coming out of one end that you could choose any fragrance imaginable soap or oil. In the corner beside it was a small enclosed shower. The floor was covered with another shade of green stone-like tile. The back wall was made completely of mirrors. On the other wall was a large vanity and an old fashioned pedestal styled sink.
I surveyed my new home with pride as my grandfather clocked chimed and I realized that I had finished just in time to go down to have dinner with the staff. Muttering a few quick spells I cleaned up, changed my clothes, and ran down to dinner.
(A/N: Sorry I spent so much time on Hermione's rooms but I like descriptive writing and I tend to get caught up in it sometimes. Besides...one's room should reflect the person living in them shouldn't it? And they often reveal much more about a person's inner self then you would ever imagine. )
As I was rushing down the corridor I once again ran into a big solid something and yelped. In a swirl of robes and arms I went down, bracing myself for the hard impact of the stone floor. But amazingly my landing was rather soft. Puzzled, I opened my eyes to see Serverus Snape beneath me. I stared at him openmouthed to surprised and embarrassed to say anything.
"Clearly you haven't learned anything from the last time we so untimely met." Snape said scathingly. "Now if you would, Miss Granger, get off me!"
"Ohh!" I muttered realizing that I hadn't moved yet and I scrambled off of him as fast as I could, blushing furiously. "Everyone always says that things happens in threes..." I muttered under my breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!" I squeaked. Even though he was no longer my professor he still frightened me, it was amazing and annoying as hell at the same time. "Are you on your way to dinner?"
"Actually, no I'm not. I usually don't waste my time eating with the rest of the teachers and listening to their squabbling. I eat by myself, alone, in my private chambers. Good-day Miss Granger!"
I watched him brusquely walk down the corridor with that annoying scowl plastered on his face. He was always so damn grumpy. Honestly! You would think the man had no idea how to enjoy himself. Miss Granger indeed. I felt like I was 11 years old and a first year again whenever he was around. Why did he have to be the person I walked strait into, and I did it twice for that matter.
"Hermione," Ginny squealed when I walked into the staff room, "Come sit with me, we have so much to catch up on!"
Laughing as she half guided half dragged me to a small table in the corner of the room near the fireplace. "So how are you and Draco getting along Ginny? Had he popped the question yet?" I watched her as she blushed faintly.
"I don't know whatever you could possibly mean Hermione..." she said unconvincingly. "So have you any special someone in your life?"
"Don't play coy with me Virginia Weasly! You know exactly wht I mean and don't change the subject!"
'Ohh Hermione, I don't think he'll ever ask! Mum and Dad aren't even used to the fact that I have been going with him for the last six years! I'm twenty-four and they still treat me like a baby! I hate being the youngest child."
"And the only girl... I wish I could have been there to see Ron's face when you told he. He must have had a fit!"
"That's putting it lightly. I wouldn't have been surprised if he started to shit kittens, honestly! He's such a prat! But I want to know still, do you have anyone Hermione?"
"I haven't had anybody since Vince. He was such a bastard. Although Bill did seem a bit interested while we were in Egypt together. We probably could have had something but I was still too crushed over Vince at that point. I feel so used Ginny!"
"He wasn't worth your time, hun" she said softly putting her hand on mine. "You'll fine somebody. Especially if you let me take you out shopping and get you some nice sexy clothes instead of that boring shit that you insist on wearing. It doesn't do anything for all those curves you have!"
"Ginny, are you feeling ok? This is me, curveless, boring old Hermione. Bookworm extrodinaire, remember?"
'Whatever you say..." She said rolling her eyes. "Just remember whenever you're ready my offer always stands."
Dumbledore cleared his throat and everyone stopped speaking for a moment, looking up at our headmaster. "I see that Severus didn't join us again this evening, alas he's stuck in his ways the poor old boy... what was I saying now? Ah, Yes, I'd like all of you to please welcome Hermione, I'm sure all of you remember her from her student days here. She will be taking the position left vacate by Professor Binns who decided that he had been teaching long enough. And all I have to say now is, enjoy!"
Plates appeared before all of us and I dig in hungrily. "Mmm...Pork Roast and red potatoes. Absolutely delicious," I said between mouthfuls."
"What was the food like when you were traveling Hermione?"
"Oh it was usually divine, but sometimes you ahd to be careful what you ate. I stayed in muggle and wizard places mind you, and some of those people have very strange ideas about what is edible and what is not. Like in one place they tried giving me bull testicles! I felt bad for the poor thing!"
"Hermione! Honestly I'm trying to eat over here!"
"You asked." All she did in reply was glare at me, and I laughed. "It feels so good to be back Ginny. It was rather lonely at times being on the road constantly. Whose still teaching here?"
"I believe everybody is still here except for Professor Binns. And Hagrid is still out doing something or other, I haven't seen him around yet this year. I don't know if he's going to be doing Care of Magickal Creatures again this year but I'm sure he'll at least be groundskeeper."
"Are you excited to be the Potions teacher this year Ginny?"
"Oh Gods I'm so nervous Hermione! I have quite a reputation to live up to after Snape! It feels so weird to be calling the teachers by their first names though, doesn't it. I keep wanting to call them all Professor. Albeit that would be confusing wouldn't it, calling each of them Professor constantly, they wouldn't know who I was talking too! How about you, are you nervous?"
"Honestly, not really. It shouldn't be hard making History of Magick more interesting then Professor Binns. And I love history, I visited all sorts of ancient places on my travels and learned all sorts of interesting stuff, so I should be able to use that to make the class fun. Besides, I think I can work a few projects in to keep them interested. If only I could take them somewhere on a field trip and make it more hands on...although if I talk to Dumbledore maybe he'll have a way of making that possible. Converting an classroom into something or other...Look at me I'm babbling already!"
"well at least you're enthusiastic about it! I'm jealous Hermione, I'm going to have quite a lot to compete with your classes."
We chatted throughout the rest if dinner and for long time afterwards. It was quite late when I finally headed back down the hallways to my own rooms. Plans of my future classes were still lingering in my head when I lay down in my bed. Not long after my head hit the pillow I was fast asleep.