Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I was busy with school and everything
else. Here's the next chapter. I haven't a lot of time to update so expect
the next installment in several weeks. Without further interruption:
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Forbidden Love
By: Nerwen Felagund
Written: 9.21.03
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Chapter 6 - Hogwarts Express
Hermione logged off the computer and headed towards the local wizard inn. At the fireplace she took some Floo Powder and shouted "The Burrow."
Ron happened to be on the other side.
"Hermione! Where were you?" he said.
Hermione ignored him and reread the printout of her instant message. She started walking up the stairs but Ron stopped her.
"Aurors found out more about the massacre." He quickly exhaled.
Hermione pretended not to hear and kept walking up the stairs.
"Tomorrow we have to board the Hogwarts Express. I have to fix my trunk and send Vicktor a quick note," said Hermione.
"Vicktor?"
"My ex-boyfriend and your Quidditch idol. Remember?" said Hermione more loudly than she intended.
Ron realized she wasn't going to talk with him so he backed off. Hermione, on the other hand, felt guilty for sending Ron away.
***
The next morning brought rain and more rain. Mrs. Weasley hurried about giving people plates full of bacon, toast, and eggs. Mr. Weasley was lucky enough to get a Ministry car to drive them to King's Cross though he wasn't lucky enough to eat breakfast because he had to load the heavy trucks into the car.
After finishing Mrs. Weasley's hearty breakfast, Hermione grabbed an umbrella and headed outside. She took one look at the Burrow and was suddenly hit with a thought. 'I might never come back here.' She thought.
Hermione shook herself free of those thoughts. She walked towards one of the Ministry cars.
"Hello," said Ginny. "You look very sad."
"Hello. Just thinking about the obnoxious first years," Hermione lied.
Ginny shrugged. Mr. Weasley started the engine of the car when Ron yelped.
"What's the problem?" he asked briskly.
"Dad! Some one is writing on my arm!" Ron said petrified.
Harry, Hermione, and Mrs. Weasley turned around in their seats to get a better view of what was wrong.
Ron tried to stand up but he didn't need to. Everyone in the car gasped except Mr. Weasley who tried to keep his eyes on the road ahead of him.
Ron's arms were covering in ink that couldn't be rubbed off. Some one had used a spell to write insulting messages on his arm. The same words were repeating themselves in darker ink as each minute passed.
Mr. Weasley pulled over and took out his wand.
"Directus removere!" he shouted.
The words stopped repeating but the ink stayed on Ron's arm.
"It'll come off later." Mr. Weasley muttered.
***
There was a reason for Mr. Weasley to be frustrated. The barrier was about to close but Mr. Weasley received permission from the conductor to keep the barrier open for Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
They boarded the train only to find that none of the compartments were empty. Harry and Ginny settled in with Luna. Ron meandered off to find Dean while Hermione walked towards the prefect compartment. She tripped on something and felt someone pull her up. She looked up and saw the person she least wanted to see.
"Hermione? Are you okay?" asked Draco sincerely.
Hermione pulled herself up but then kicked him in the shins. Draco cried out in pain and surprise. He pulled out his wand but before he could Hermione's was already out.
"Obstaculum!" she muttered.
The temporary wall shielded Hermione. She ran towards the prefect compartment and found the new Head Boy standing there impatiently. The new Head Boy looked strangely familiar. Then she remembered he was from the Slytherin house.
"Where have you been? Prefects are supposed to report to this compartment when they first board the train. If you don't watch it I'll report you to Professor Snape who is now the dean of all fifth and sixth years," he said menacing. "Since you did not report to your duty, you'll have to look after the first years."
Hermione groaned. The first years were her least favorite people. She stopped midway through her second groan as she remembered she'd have to steer clear of Draco who might want revenge.
Hermione hummed a gloomy tune as she lectured many of the first years not to fool around with their wands. She did not stop to eat or talk to her friends in fear that the Head Boy would come to threaten her. She stopped several times wondering who the Head Girl was.
***
The train halted a few hours later. Hermione noticed that rain was steadily pouring out of the skies like water flowing out of a cup.
"Ombrella!" said Hermione. A magical umbrella protected her from getting drenched by the heavy rain.
She could not find anyone she knew so she ran towards an empty carriage. The carriage reached the front of Hogwarts. Warmth, light, and smells of fragrant foods spelled out of the doors of Hogwarts.
"Clausus!" she muttered. The magical umbrella closed itself and disappeared.
She walked to the Gryffindor table before she noticed the change in the staff table. She knew that Professor Dumbledore had not been returned to his original position yet but there were a lot of new teachers sitting at the table. She also noticed that Professor McGonagall was sitting at the lower status side of the long table and that Professor Snape seemed to be closer to the higher status side of the table.
"Hermione! Over here!" yelled Harry.
She immediately sprinted to them.
"Where were you guys? I have a lot to report," said Hermione hurriedly. "Snape is dean of the fifth and sixth years. That could mean a lot more detentions and suspensions. The new Head Boy is from Slytherin. More chances for them to deduct points from us. There's no way we're going to survive or win the house cup. Did you notice that McGonagall is sitting with the lower status teachers?"
"Snape is dean? That's rubbish! He can't be sitting over there," said Ron indignantly. He was quiet for a few seconds. "Wait! This could be part of the plan for the massacre. There are a lot of Muggle-born wizards and witches here."
Harry and Hermione thought for a few moments. They didn't have a chance to say anything because Professor McGonagall had tapped her fork against a cup.
"Welcome back to Hogwarts. This year is going to be very different. Professor Dumbledore will not be returning to Hogwarts this year because he is involved in more important business. Professor Snape will not be potions teacher this year. He has been promoted to dean and he is currently covering Professor Dumbledore's job. I hope all first years know their houses because you've been sent letters about which house you've been placed in. Now Professor Snape wants to have a few words," said Professor McGonagall dully.
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Forbidden Love
By: Nerwen Felagund
Written: 9.21.03
***
Chapter 6 - Hogwarts Express
Hermione logged off the computer and headed towards the local wizard inn. At the fireplace she took some Floo Powder and shouted "The Burrow."
Ron happened to be on the other side.
"Hermione! Where were you?" he said.
Hermione ignored him and reread the printout of her instant message. She started walking up the stairs but Ron stopped her.
"Aurors found out more about the massacre." He quickly exhaled.
Hermione pretended not to hear and kept walking up the stairs.
"Tomorrow we have to board the Hogwarts Express. I have to fix my trunk and send Vicktor a quick note," said Hermione.
"Vicktor?"
"My ex-boyfriend and your Quidditch idol. Remember?" said Hermione more loudly than she intended.
Ron realized she wasn't going to talk with him so he backed off. Hermione, on the other hand, felt guilty for sending Ron away.
***
The next morning brought rain and more rain. Mrs. Weasley hurried about giving people plates full of bacon, toast, and eggs. Mr. Weasley was lucky enough to get a Ministry car to drive them to King's Cross though he wasn't lucky enough to eat breakfast because he had to load the heavy trucks into the car.
After finishing Mrs. Weasley's hearty breakfast, Hermione grabbed an umbrella and headed outside. She took one look at the Burrow and was suddenly hit with a thought. 'I might never come back here.' She thought.
Hermione shook herself free of those thoughts. She walked towards one of the Ministry cars.
"Hello," said Ginny. "You look very sad."
"Hello. Just thinking about the obnoxious first years," Hermione lied.
Ginny shrugged. Mr. Weasley started the engine of the car when Ron yelped.
"What's the problem?" he asked briskly.
"Dad! Some one is writing on my arm!" Ron said petrified.
Harry, Hermione, and Mrs. Weasley turned around in their seats to get a better view of what was wrong.
Ron tried to stand up but he didn't need to. Everyone in the car gasped except Mr. Weasley who tried to keep his eyes on the road ahead of him.
Ron's arms were covering in ink that couldn't be rubbed off. Some one had used a spell to write insulting messages on his arm. The same words were repeating themselves in darker ink as each minute passed.
Mr. Weasley pulled over and took out his wand.
"Directus removere!" he shouted.
The words stopped repeating but the ink stayed on Ron's arm.
"It'll come off later." Mr. Weasley muttered.
***
There was a reason for Mr. Weasley to be frustrated. The barrier was about to close but Mr. Weasley received permission from the conductor to keep the barrier open for Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
They boarded the train only to find that none of the compartments were empty. Harry and Ginny settled in with Luna. Ron meandered off to find Dean while Hermione walked towards the prefect compartment. She tripped on something and felt someone pull her up. She looked up and saw the person she least wanted to see.
"Hermione? Are you okay?" asked Draco sincerely.
Hermione pulled herself up but then kicked him in the shins. Draco cried out in pain and surprise. He pulled out his wand but before he could Hermione's was already out.
"Obstaculum!" she muttered.
The temporary wall shielded Hermione. She ran towards the prefect compartment and found the new Head Boy standing there impatiently. The new Head Boy looked strangely familiar. Then she remembered he was from the Slytherin house.
"Where have you been? Prefects are supposed to report to this compartment when they first board the train. If you don't watch it I'll report you to Professor Snape who is now the dean of all fifth and sixth years," he said menacing. "Since you did not report to your duty, you'll have to look after the first years."
Hermione groaned. The first years were her least favorite people. She stopped midway through her second groan as she remembered she'd have to steer clear of Draco who might want revenge.
Hermione hummed a gloomy tune as she lectured many of the first years not to fool around with their wands. She did not stop to eat or talk to her friends in fear that the Head Boy would come to threaten her. She stopped several times wondering who the Head Girl was.
***
The train halted a few hours later. Hermione noticed that rain was steadily pouring out of the skies like water flowing out of a cup.
"Ombrella!" said Hermione. A magical umbrella protected her from getting drenched by the heavy rain.
She could not find anyone she knew so she ran towards an empty carriage. The carriage reached the front of Hogwarts. Warmth, light, and smells of fragrant foods spelled out of the doors of Hogwarts.
"Clausus!" she muttered. The magical umbrella closed itself and disappeared.
She walked to the Gryffindor table before she noticed the change in the staff table. She knew that Professor Dumbledore had not been returned to his original position yet but there were a lot of new teachers sitting at the table. She also noticed that Professor McGonagall was sitting at the lower status side of the long table and that Professor Snape seemed to be closer to the higher status side of the table.
"Hermione! Over here!" yelled Harry.
She immediately sprinted to them.
"Where were you guys? I have a lot to report," said Hermione hurriedly. "Snape is dean of the fifth and sixth years. That could mean a lot more detentions and suspensions. The new Head Boy is from Slytherin. More chances for them to deduct points from us. There's no way we're going to survive or win the house cup. Did you notice that McGonagall is sitting with the lower status teachers?"
"Snape is dean? That's rubbish! He can't be sitting over there," said Ron indignantly. He was quiet for a few seconds. "Wait! This could be part of the plan for the massacre. There are a lot of Muggle-born wizards and witches here."
Harry and Hermione thought for a few moments. They didn't have a chance to say anything because Professor McGonagall had tapped her fork against a cup.
"Welcome back to Hogwarts. This year is going to be very different. Professor Dumbledore will not be returning to Hogwarts this year because he is involved in more important business. Professor Snape will not be potions teacher this year. He has been promoted to dean and he is currently covering Professor Dumbledore's job. I hope all first years know their houses because you've been sent letters about which house you've been placed in. Now Professor Snape wants to have a few words," said Professor McGonagall dully.
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