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characters, just created the story below. All characters created by JK
Rowling*
To Reviewers:
Hey, big thanks for reviewing, those of you who did. Thank you very much, and here's the next chapter for you! =) Like I've said before, getting reviews makes me feel warm and fuzzy, and spiffy. So, anyone that wants to make me feel spiffy, or wants to throw polite criticism at me, REVIEW, thankyou. Oh, and I don't think I had Hermione doing Herbology :-/
Chapter 6
Swim by Nightmares
A knockng sound came at Hermione's door. She yawned.
"Come in," she told the knocker. She saw the door knob twist, and the door open, her parents stood in the doorway.
"Hermione, dear, does Harry usually sleep so stiffly?" her mother asked.
"Depending on how you want to think about it, but it's not a good thing. Darn it... I wasn't sure if he had been having a nightmare, I was trying to find out, and now, I know," she replied, then got up and ran to Harry's room. She opened the door and saw Harry. She ran to him and held him to her.
"Harry, Harry, wake up Harry, everything's fine," she cooed. She put his hand in her right palm. Images of Voldemort killing his parents, of killing Cedric, of Sirius going through the archway, of a crying boy in a cupboard, flashed through her mind. An evil sounding voice kept yelling out 'Avada Kedavra' and 'Crucio'. A small little girl flashed through her mind, a little tiny baby girl with brown eyes flashed through her mind. Then the boy on the train, another boy with bright red hair came in the compartment, next a girl with brown hair and brown eyes that fixed the boy's glasses. Another image of a boy with emerald eyes and black hair flashed through her mind. A boy in the corner with a large black silhouetted man to the left cackling. Images of other events in the background. Hermione opened her eyes and looked to her parents. She was crying.
"He's dreaming of Voldemort again. All the events Harry hates, except two memories I don't think Harry hates, both of his first friends... then... more images of hate and fear and pain," she muttered. Her parents came inside the room and sat next to the bed. Hermione kissed Harry on the forehead and just waited. A few minutes later, he awoke, the first thing he saw was a crying Hermione. He reached up his hand to her face and wiped the tears away.
"I'm sorry," he said and closed his eyes again. She shook her head.
"Don't be sorry Harry. It's not your fault, it's Voldemort's mostly... and for the other part you're implying, that's mostly my fault. None of it's your fault Harry, none of it," she replied. She knew he didn't believe her, but she had to say it anyway. Then he knew that people didn't blame everything on him. A gurgling growl came from Harry's stomach and Hermione laughed weakly. Hermione bent down and kissed's lips, then stood up. They left Harry's room so he could change and they went downstairs; Hermione went to her room, also to change.
"Why do I get the feeling we're not being told everything David? She seems to know when he has nightmares, and what their about, without being told. How can she know that?" stated Mrs. Granger to her husband.
"I know what you mean Laura; but it seems to be something a bit on the personal side, don't you think so?" replied David.
"Yes, but, how? She even knew he had had a nightmare that first night after she got home from Hogwarts, how did she know?" she said.
"I don't know... I have a feeling we shouldn't ask though, at least not while Harry's in the room," replied David.
"I suppose..." said Laura. Hermione started walking downstairs. She reached the bottom, when Harry opened his door. She smiled up to him weakly, he did the same, to her. Hermione waited for him as he walked down the stairs. when he reached her, she kissed his cheek and put her arm around his arm and let her head rest on his shoulder. He looked down to her and smiled.
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After they had all finished their cereal, they sat around the table talking; all acting as if nothing had happened earlier, and Harry, had not had a nightmare.
"So Harry, what do you want to do today? I was thinking maybe go swimming? I dunno," Hermione suggested.
"Sure," he replied.
"K, hey, you guys wanna come too?" she asked her parents.
"Sure, we don't have to go up to the office today," they replied.
"Well, let's all change then," Hermione replied. They all nodded and went to their rooms. Harry's trunks were a kind of hawaii style that were dark blue, the flower hawaii desing thing was black. Hermione's swimsuit was a one piece, that had a blue-green swirl pattern (A/N: All of you that were thinking bikini, shame on you, you know Hermione would never wear such a thing! Heh. And I'm not going to go into what Hermione's parent's swimsuits looked like, except that her mother wore a one piece as well, and her father wore trunks). They all went downstairs carrying towls and then went to hop in the car. Harry was looking at Hermione, while Hermione stared at Harry, neither noticing the other's eyes on themselves. At the pool, they found a table to pu their towls and shoes on, then walked towards the pool. All climbed in. Harry felt un-at-ease, and Hermione noticed him tense up.
"Anything wrong Harry?" she asked him. He shook his head. Soon afterwards he relaxed again. She handed him a nose-plug and some goggles. He put them on and dove under water. Hermione watched as he swam quickly to one side of the pool, then back to the other. Once he reached her, he came above water and shook; like he had been wanting a way to get rid of some energy for a while.
"I didn't know you could swim that well Harry, I thought the only time you ever swam was at the tournament fouth year," she stated, looking a little shocked.
"After that I started coming here on weekends learning how," he replied. She nodded and kissed his cheek. They swam for a long while, until around twelve, but soon everyone started to get hungry. In the car-ride home Hermione noticed Harry's hair looked even more unruly when it was wet. It was more spiky looking now. She let out a giggle, and Harry turned to look at her.
"What?" he asked.
"Your hair, it looks even more-so-over unruly when it's wet, it's spiky looking too. Actually, it makes you look cute," she replied.
"What? I don't look cute with dry hair?" he replied trying to sound hurt.
"Of course you do you prat," she said, and smiled. She bent over and kissed his cheek. He smiled back, seeming even happier now. When they arrived home, everyone took showers, and changed, then went downstairs to find lunch. Hermione was happy to know Harry's unruly hair was still wet. Since everyone was so hungry, and nothing was already made, they did something fast, and easy, sandwiches of course.
Very very soon, it became mid-July. Hermione had something on her mind on the order of Harry's birthday. She had no idea what she would give him, or what to do for his birthday. She really didn't think that he would want something all that large, but, still.
Mwahahahahaha! Now, I know that chapter wasn't really as long as others have been, but, atleast it was something RIGHT? Hmm... well, I should be off to bed soon really... What will happen on Harry's birthday? After that, school will start soon, won't it? What's going to happen their seventh year? Should I continue that far? I mean, I do have ideas for up to past their graduation. Will they get married? What other plot do I have in mind? I assure you I do. I think I'm going to have fun writing those chapters really. Mwahahahaha. Have fun thinking on those things, while you wait, for me to release, chapter seven. Which I hope will be soon enough, I hope you do too. Reviews are nice, I've said that before, you know me so well, I know you love me too, G'night folks!
~~Kostami Amino
To Reviewers:
Hey, big thanks for reviewing, those of you who did. Thank you very much, and here's the next chapter for you! =) Like I've said before, getting reviews makes me feel warm and fuzzy, and spiffy. So, anyone that wants to make me feel spiffy, or wants to throw polite criticism at me, REVIEW, thankyou. Oh, and I don't think I had Hermione doing Herbology :-/
Chapter 6
Swim by Nightmares
A knockng sound came at Hermione's door. She yawned.
"Come in," she told the knocker. She saw the door knob twist, and the door open, her parents stood in the doorway.
"Hermione, dear, does Harry usually sleep so stiffly?" her mother asked.
"Depending on how you want to think about it, but it's not a good thing. Darn it... I wasn't sure if he had been having a nightmare, I was trying to find out, and now, I know," she replied, then got up and ran to Harry's room. She opened the door and saw Harry. She ran to him and held him to her.
"Harry, Harry, wake up Harry, everything's fine," she cooed. She put his hand in her right palm. Images of Voldemort killing his parents, of killing Cedric, of Sirius going through the archway, of a crying boy in a cupboard, flashed through her mind. An evil sounding voice kept yelling out 'Avada Kedavra' and 'Crucio'. A small little girl flashed through her mind, a little tiny baby girl with brown eyes flashed through her mind. Then the boy on the train, another boy with bright red hair came in the compartment, next a girl with brown hair and brown eyes that fixed the boy's glasses. Another image of a boy with emerald eyes and black hair flashed through her mind. A boy in the corner with a large black silhouetted man to the left cackling. Images of other events in the background. Hermione opened her eyes and looked to her parents. She was crying.
"He's dreaming of Voldemort again. All the events Harry hates, except two memories I don't think Harry hates, both of his first friends... then... more images of hate and fear and pain," she muttered. Her parents came inside the room and sat next to the bed. Hermione kissed Harry on the forehead and just waited. A few minutes later, he awoke, the first thing he saw was a crying Hermione. He reached up his hand to her face and wiped the tears away.
"I'm sorry," he said and closed his eyes again. She shook her head.
"Don't be sorry Harry. It's not your fault, it's Voldemort's mostly... and for the other part you're implying, that's mostly my fault. None of it's your fault Harry, none of it," she replied. She knew he didn't believe her, but she had to say it anyway. Then he knew that people didn't blame everything on him. A gurgling growl came from Harry's stomach and Hermione laughed weakly. Hermione bent down and kissed's lips, then stood up. They left Harry's room so he could change and they went downstairs; Hermione went to her room, also to change.
"Why do I get the feeling we're not being told everything David? She seems to know when he has nightmares, and what their about, without being told. How can she know that?" stated Mrs. Granger to her husband.
"I know what you mean Laura; but it seems to be something a bit on the personal side, don't you think so?" replied David.
"Yes, but, how? She even knew he had had a nightmare that first night after she got home from Hogwarts, how did she know?" she said.
"I don't know... I have a feeling we shouldn't ask though, at least not while Harry's in the room," replied David.
"I suppose..." said Laura. Hermione started walking downstairs. She reached the bottom, when Harry opened his door. She smiled up to him weakly, he did the same, to her. Hermione waited for him as he walked down the stairs. when he reached her, she kissed his cheek and put her arm around his arm and let her head rest on his shoulder. He looked down to her and smiled.
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After they had all finished their cereal, they sat around the table talking; all acting as if nothing had happened earlier, and Harry, had not had a nightmare.
"So Harry, what do you want to do today? I was thinking maybe go swimming? I dunno," Hermione suggested.
"Sure," he replied.
"K, hey, you guys wanna come too?" she asked her parents.
"Sure, we don't have to go up to the office today," they replied.
"Well, let's all change then," Hermione replied. They all nodded and went to their rooms. Harry's trunks were a kind of hawaii style that were dark blue, the flower hawaii desing thing was black. Hermione's swimsuit was a one piece, that had a blue-green swirl pattern (A/N: All of you that were thinking bikini, shame on you, you know Hermione would never wear such a thing! Heh. And I'm not going to go into what Hermione's parent's swimsuits looked like, except that her mother wore a one piece as well, and her father wore trunks). They all went downstairs carrying towls and then went to hop in the car. Harry was looking at Hermione, while Hermione stared at Harry, neither noticing the other's eyes on themselves. At the pool, they found a table to pu their towls and shoes on, then walked towards the pool. All climbed in. Harry felt un-at-ease, and Hermione noticed him tense up.
"Anything wrong Harry?" she asked him. He shook his head. Soon afterwards he relaxed again. She handed him a nose-plug and some goggles. He put them on and dove under water. Hermione watched as he swam quickly to one side of the pool, then back to the other. Once he reached her, he came above water and shook; like he had been wanting a way to get rid of some energy for a while.
"I didn't know you could swim that well Harry, I thought the only time you ever swam was at the tournament fouth year," she stated, looking a little shocked.
"After that I started coming here on weekends learning how," he replied. She nodded and kissed his cheek. They swam for a long while, until around twelve, but soon everyone started to get hungry. In the car-ride home Hermione noticed Harry's hair looked even more unruly when it was wet. It was more spiky looking now. She let out a giggle, and Harry turned to look at her.
"What?" he asked.
"Your hair, it looks even more-so-over unruly when it's wet, it's spiky looking too. Actually, it makes you look cute," she replied.
"What? I don't look cute with dry hair?" he replied trying to sound hurt.
"Of course you do you prat," she said, and smiled. She bent over and kissed his cheek. He smiled back, seeming even happier now. When they arrived home, everyone took showers, and changed, then went downstairs to find lunch. Hermione was happy to know Harry's unruly hair was still wet. Since everyone was so hungry, and nothing was already made, they did something fast, and easy, sandwiches of course.
Very very soon, it became mid-July. Hermione had something on her mind on the order of Harry's birthday. She had no idea what she would give him, or what to do for his birthday. She really didn't think that he would want something all that large, but, still.
Mwahahahahaha! Now, I know that chapter wasn't really as long as others have been, but, atleast it was something RIGHT? Hmm... well, I should be off to bed soon really... What will happen on Harry's birthday? After that, school will start soon, won't it? What's going to happen their seventh year? Should I continue that far? I mean, I do have ideas for up to past their graduation. Will they get married? What other plot do I have in mind? I assure you I do. I think I'm going to have fun writing those chapters really. Mwahahahaha. Have fun thinking on those things, while you wait, for me to release, chapter seven. Which I hope will be soon enough, I hope you do too. Reviews are nice, I've said that before, you know me so well, I know you love me too, G'night folks!
~~Kostami Amino