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these in every chapter. I find it unnecessary. It's in the first one and I
can just put one up if I'm going to disclaim something else. Songs are One
Last Breath by Creed and Landslide by the Dixie Chicks.
A/N: " is when someone's talking and ' is when they're thinking. Other than that, its like they're describing what they did from the future or something.
The Confusing Plane Ride
Hermione's POV:
"Hermione, wake up! We're going to be late if you don't hurry!" was the first thing I heard on Wednesday, December 20th. 'Why's Mum at school?' I wondered at first. But then I remembered, 'We're going to Aunt Mandy's today!'
I quickly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs before getting dressed. My dad had already taken my already-packed trunk out to the car, so I grabbed the box of Cheerios and a bowl. I was almost finished eating when Mum ran in.
"Hurry up! We're leaving in ten."
"Okay Mum."
I quickly finished and ran upstairs to my room. 'I need clothes,' I thought, 'What to wear.?' I dug through my closet looking for the perfect outfit. 'This is stupid,' I got angry with myself and remembered something Ron had once said, "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?" I quickly picked up my wand and waved it once. I was now dressed in my favorite pair of jeans and a long-sleeved blue t-shirt with a penguin on the front.
'Perfect,' I smiled at myself.
I quickly grabbed the bag from the train ride that had a few books, my CDs, and Discman in it. I put my wand in my pocket. They search people's bags if something looks suspicious. I didn't want to have to place any memory charms that were not necessary on unsuspecting muggles today.
I ran down the stairs and put on my shoes and jacket. I quickly locked the door before shutting it behind me and climbing into the car. I looked at my watch. '7:16 am, oh good, we're not going to be late.' I knew it took only about 20 minutes to get to the London airport. I soon got bored with my parents' small talk and got out my CD player and put my headphones on.
~ Hold me now ~
~I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking~
~That maybe six feet~
~Ain't so far down~
I hummed along with the song, and the ones after it, with my eyes closed. I didn't notice we'd reached the airport until the car stopped and Mum pulled my headphones off.
"Come on, Hermione, we need to go check our luggage in."
I muttered softly to myself about being able to just appear there with a *pop* but Mum insisted on taking the airplane. Aunt Mandy was a muggle and would be quite shocked to find her visitors just pop out of midair.
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Draco's POV:
"Sir, you must wake up," I heard a voice squeak at me and tug on my arm.
" Get off me! Sorry um," I tried to remember the elf's name "Blinky?"
"Sir must get to the airport by 8 am!"
"What time is it now?"
"7:30am."
'Great,' I complained to myself as I got out of bed. I used my wand to put on muggle clothes. Looking in the mirror I decided that it was good enough. I grabbed my suitcase and Apparated to the airport. (A/N I know that you're supposed to have to pass some sort of test or something, but would Malfoys abide by the rules? I didn't think so. Just assume no one saw him.)
'Gate 203 B' I read off my ticket. 'How am I supposed to find 203 B?' So I walked up to some guard person who looked like he knew what he was doing.
"Where can I find 203 B?" I asked him.
He looked at me as though I should know and pointed over to a sign that said "201-220" on it.
"Thanks," I said stiffly before walking away. I found 203 B, gave them my luggage and sat down to wait for the plane. I didn't have to wait long. It arrived 10 minutes earlier than it was supposed to.
'I guess these muggle things like to be early.' I thought as I grabbed a carry-on bag with my CD player and CDs in it, and boarded the plane. I found my seat and sat down. 'Window seat, can't get much better than this. I get away from my parents and I get to learn some muggle sport.' I put on my headphones and buckled some sort of belt.
Had my headphones not been on, I would have heard the flight attendant announce, "Welcome to flight 203 A, I hope you enjoy your stay in Las Vegas."
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Hermione's POV:
'I. Hate. Flying.' I thought to myself as we took off.
"Welcome to flight 203 B, I hope you enjoy your stay in Vermont," announced the flight attendant. "Please buckle your seatbelt until the light (she pointed) goes on."
So, listening to her, I buckled up and stuck my headphones on and looked out the window and watched England become smaller and smaller. Once I couldn't see it anymore, I just closed my eyes and listened to my music.
~Oh, mirror in the sky~
~What is love?~
~Can the child within my heart rise above?~
~Can I sail thru the changing' ocean tides?~
~Can I handle the seasons of my life?~
~I don't know...~
Love is the only thing I could never really understand. Even though I went out with Krum for a few months. I wasn't really in love with him. I didn't even like him really. There was nothing wrong with him, I just wasn't interested. And that accent was so hard to understand. After spending a while talking to him and being called Hermy-own-ninny it got rather irritating. Sometimes I wondered if I'd ever figure out what this so-called "Love" was.
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Draco's POV:
As I was getting off the plane, I saw an advertisement on the wall for a casino.
'Why do they have posters for casinos. There aren't any around here, are there?' I wondered.
I got my luggage off that weird spinney thing and put it on a cart to find out where I was going to meet the cab my aunt sent to pick me up. I looked around. There were a lot of cabs, but my aunt was going to send a wizard cab, which was the same as all the other ones, but it had a little flag on it with an "M" on it. I saw no flags.
'Great. Where is it?'
"Did you have a good time in Vegas?" I heard someone ask their child as they were getting on a plane.
"Yeah mommy!"
'Vegas? This is not Vermont!' I thought, panicked.
I had gotten on the wrong plane!
'Draco, you're a wizard. Just Apparate to you aunt's house, it cant be that bad.' I was arguing with myself. 'Oh yeah,' at that, I took a hold of my stuff and Disapparated.
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Hermione's POV:
"Aunt Mandy!" I screamed and ran to her to give her a hug. My parents smiled at me. I glared at them.
"Hermione? Is that you girl?" aunt Mandy managed to squeak while I had her in a death-grip. I let go of her and she backed up a little and smiled.
"You've grown."
"Did you expect me to still be 5 years old?" I smiled. Adults can be so silly. Of course I'd grown! It's been eleven years.
"Maybe I sort of did," she giggled childishly, reminding me of the last time I saw her.
My parents came over to me, smiling, with our luggage. "Ready to go?" my dad asked Aunt Mandy.
"Yes, oh and Jackie's nephew is going to spend Christmas vacation with us too. Actually I think he's from England too. He's never been skiing before, Hermione, so maybe you could teach him, if you remember how, that is," she said.
"I think I might. Sure I can help him."
"Great."
So once again I was sitting in a car, buckled up and we were on the road. About half an hour later, we finally reached the ski resort. As we drove past the sign that said "Brocklehurst resort."
'Where have I seen that name before?' I wondered.
**Flashback to first year sorting hat**
"Brocklehurst, Mandy"
"RAVENCLAW!"
**Back to present**
"Aunt Mandy, are you related to Mandy Brocklehurst?" I asked
"Why, yes, Hermione, didn't you know? Her father is your mother's and my brother."
I just sat there, taking in this new information. 'I'm related to wizards?'
'Well,' I continued, 'Mandy Brocklehurst could be a muggle-born too or her mother could be a witch, it doesn't mean that Aunt Mandy knows about her being a witch.'
As we drove along the extremely long driveway, I saw a large, old, weathered-looking wooden house come into view. It had a lot of windows, looking out to the snow-covered slopes.
"Wow," was all I could say. Even though the house looked old and weathered it was amazing. I couldn't believe I was going to stay there all Christmas vacation!
"We're here!" my aunt said.
We got our luggage out of the car and carried it into the house. As soon as I walked in the door I gasped. This place was so cool! I looked through the next door into the house and saw a door and a place off to the left that was a few steps into the floor and it had a fireplace. We seemed to be in some sort of entrance hall or something and aunt Mandy later said that it was called a "mud room."
"Follow me, and I'll take you up to your rooms."
So we followed her up a spiral staircase I hadn't seen before (it was in the corner of the room with the fireplace) and told us that her and Jackie slept on the second floor, and that's where my parents would be staying. She took me up another floor, to a hallway with two doors, one on either side, and a stained-glass window at the end.
"You can pick which room you want, and Jackie's nephew can have the other one. You don't mind sharing a floor with him, do you?"
"No."
"Good. Now go and have a look around. Dinner's at six."
"Okay, Aunt Mandy."
I chose the room off to the left because it faces west and I didn't want the sun to wake me up in the morning. I unpacked and put my clothes in the closet. Then I looked around. There was another door, which was a bathroom, 'I get my own bathroom!' and I put my stuff (hairbrush, toothbrush, soap, etc) in there and grabbed my book and CD player and went down to the room with the fireplace.
I was going to sit on one of the dark blue couches and listen to my music and read my book, but the large grandfather clock started chiming because it was six.
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A/N: Thanx to all my reviewers. Do you guys want me to email you when I update? Yes? No? Well email me at chrissy@netway.com if you do. =)
Lynshar (my first reviewer!): thanks for reviewing; I'm glad you liked it. Good luck finding good fanfics to read, there are a lot of good ones out there! =)
Draco is the man: He SO is! (the man, I mean) How was it confusing? Maybe I can fix it in future chapters. Thanks for reading n reviewing! =)
Cinnamon: Well I think I can continue.. Thanks for the comments.
Sila-chan: Lol. You're joking right? Yes. GO DRACO! Lol. I don't think I'd like it if someone was trying to make me just like them either. I don't mind the dots. =)
Mary: Its not that Draco was thinking about not thanking him, its like he's telling the story from the future or something. His thoughts are in the ' marks.
Shadun: sorry about missing a part. Lets just say he didn't realize he asked again? Lol. Thanks.
Amanda: thanks for reviewing, cos. =)
Sai: thanks for liking my structure. Lol. Thanks for reviewing *gives cookie* =D
Blackdragonofdeath13: thanks for reviewing, I was about to post this chapter when I got your review (I have the review alert on) =D I hope you enjoyed it!
A/N: " is when someone's talking and ' is when they're thinking. Other than that, its like they're describing what they did from the future or something.
The Confusing Plane Ride
Hermione's POV:
"Hermione, wake up! We're going to be late if you don't hurry!" was the first thing I heard on Wednesday, December 20th. 'Why's Mum at school?' I wondered at first. But then I remembered, 'We're going to Aunt Mandy's today!'
I quickly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs before getting dressed. My dad had already taken my already-packed trunk out to the car, so I grabbed the box of Cheerios and a bowl. I was almost finished eating when Mum ran in.
"Hurry up! We're leaving in ten."
"Okay Mum."
I quickly finished and ran upstairs to my room. 'I need clothes,' I thought, 'What to wear.?' I dug through my closet looking for the perfect outfit. 'This is stupid,' I got angry with myself and remembered something Ron had once said, "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?" I quickly picked up my wand and waved it once. I was now dressed in my favorite pair of jeans and a long-sleeved blue t-shirt with a penguin on the front.
'Perfect,' I smiled at myself.
I quickly grabbed the bag from the train ride that had a few books, my CDs, and Discman in it. I put my wand in my pocket. They search people's bags if something looks suspicious. I didn't want to have to place any memory charms that were not necessary on unsuspecting muggles today.
I ran down the stairs and put on my shoes and jacket. I quickly locked the door before shutting it behind me and climbing into the car. I looked at my watch. '7:16 am, oh good, we're not going to be late.' I knew it took only about 20 minutes to get to the London airport. I soon got bored with my parents' small talk and got out my CD player and put my headphones on.
~ Hold me now ~
~I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking~
~That maybe six feet~
~Ain't so far down~
I hummed along with the song, and the ones after it, with my eyes closed. I didn't notice we'd reached the airport until the car stopped and Mum pulled my headphones off.
"Come on, Hermione, we need to go check our luggage in."
I muttered softly to myself about being able to just appear there with a *pop* but Mum insisted on taking the airplane. Aunt Mandy was a muggle and would be quite shocked to find her visitors just pop out of midair.
****************************
Draco's POV:
"Sir, you must wake up," I heard a voice squeak at me and tug on my arm.
" Get off me! Sorry um," I tried to remember the elf's name "Blinky?"
"Sir must get to the airport by 8 am!"
"What time is it now?"
"7:30am."
'Great,' I complained to myself as I got out of bed. I used my wand to put on muggle clothes. Looking in the mirror I decided that it was good enough. I grabbed my suitcase and Apparated to the airport. (A/N I know that you're supposed to have to pass some sort of test or something, but would Malfoys abide by the rules? I didn't think so. Just assume no one saw him.)
'Gate 203 B' I read off my ticket. 'How am I supposed to find 203 B?' So I walked up to some guard person who looked like he knew what he was doing.
"Where can I find 203 B?" I asked him.
He looked at me as though I should know and pointed over to a sign that said "201-220" on it.
"Thanks," I said stiffly before walking away. I found 203 B, gave them my luggage and sat down to wait for the plane. I didn't have to wait long. It arrived 10 minutes earlier than it was supposed to.
'I guess these muggle things like to be early.' I thought as I grabbed a carry-on bag with my CD player and CDs in it, and boarded the plane. I found my seat and sat down. 'Window seat, can't get much better than this. I get away from my parents and I get to learn some muggle sport.' I put on my headphones and buckled some sort of belt.
Had my headphones not been on, I would have heard the flight attendant announce, "Welcome to flight 203 A, I hope you enjoy your stay in Las Vegas."
**********************************
Hermione's POV:
'I. Hate. Flying.' I thought to myself as we took off.
"Welcome to flight 203 B, I hope you enjoy your stay in Vermont," announced the flight attendant. "Please buckle your seatbelt until the light (she pointed) goes on."
So, listening to her, I buckled up and stuck my headphones on and looked out the window and watched England become smaller and smaller. Once I couldn't see it anymore, I just closed my eyes and listened to my music.
~Oh, mirror in the sky~
~What is love?~
~Can the child within my heart rise above?~
~Can I sail thru the changing' ocean tides?~
~Can I handle the seasons of my life?~
~I don't know...~
Love is the only thing I could never really understand. Even though I went out with Krum for a few months. I wasn't really in love with him. I didn't even like him really. There was nothing wrong with him, I just wasn't interested. And that accent was so hard to understand. After spending a while talking to him and being called Hermy-own-ninny it got rather irritating. Sometimes I wondered if I'd ever figure out what this so-called "Love" was.
************************************************
Draco's POV:
As I was getting off the plane, I saw an advertisement on the wall for a casino.
'Why do they have posters for casinos. There aren't any around here, are there?' I wondered.
I got my luggage off that weird spinney thing and put it on a cart to find out where I was going to meet the cab my aunt sent to pick me up. I looked around. There were a lot of cabs, but my aunt was going to send a wizard cab, which was the same as all the other ones, but it had a little flag on it with an "M" on it. I saw no flags.
'Great. Where is it?'
"Did you have a good time in Vegas?" I heard someone ask their child as they were getting on a plane.
"Yeah mommy!"
'Vegas? This is not Vermont!' I thought, panicked.
I had gotten on the wrong plane!
'Draco, you're a wizard. Just Apparate to you aunt's house, it cant be that bad.' I was arguing with myself. 'Oh yeah,' at that, I took a hold of my stuff and Disapparated.
*****************************************
Hermione's POV:
"Aunt Mandy!" I screamed and ran to her to give her a hug. My parents smiled at me. I glared at them.
"Hermione? Is that you girl?" aunt Mandy managed to squeak while I had her in a death-grip. I let go of her and she backed up a little and smiled.
"You've grown."
"Did you expect me to still be 5 years old?" I smiled. Adults can be so silly. Of course I'd grown! It's been eleven years.
"Maybe I sort of did," she giggled childishly, reminding me of the last time I saw her.
My parents came over to me, smiling, with our luggage. "Ready to go?" my dad asked Aunt Mandy.
"Yes, oh and Jackie's nephew is going to spend Christmas vacation with us too. Actually I think he's from England too. He's never been skiing before, Hermione, so maybe you could teach him, if you remember how, that is," she said.
"I think I might. Sure I can help him."
"Great."
So once again I was sitting in a car, buckled up and we were on the road. About half an hour later, we finally reached the ski resort. As we drove past the sign that said "Brocklehurst resort."
'Where have I seen that name before?' I wondered.
**Flashback to first year sorting hat**
"Brocklehurst, Mandy"
"RAVENCLAW!"
**Back to present**
"Aunt Mandy, are you related to Mandy Brocklehurst?" I asked
"Why, yes, Hermione, didn't you know? Her father is your mother's and my brother."
I just sat there, taking in this new information. 'I'm related to wizards?'
'Well,' I continued, 'Mandy Brocklehurst could be a muggle-born too or her mother could be a witch, it doesn't mean that Aunt Mandy knows about her being a witch.'
As we drove along the extremely long driveway, I saw a large, old, weathered-looking wooden house come into view. It had a lot of windows, looking out to the snow-covered slopes.
"Wow," was all I could say. Even though the house looked old and weathered it was amazing. I couldn't believe I was going to stay there all Christmas vacation!
"We're here!" my aunt said.
We got our luggage out of the car and carried it into the house. As soon as I walked in the door I gasped. This place was so cool! I looked through the next door into the house and saw a door and a place off to the left that was a few steps into the floor and it had a fireplace. We seemed to be in some sort of entrance hall or something and aunt Mandy later said that it was called a "mud room."
"Follow me, and I'll take you up to your rooms."
So we followed her up a spiral staircase I hadn't seen before (it was in the corner of the room with the fireplace) and told us that her and Jackie slept on the second floor, and that's where my parents would be staying. She took me up another floor, to a hallway with two doors, one on either side, and a stained-glass window at the end.
"You can pick which room you want, and Jackie's nephew can have the other one. You don't mind sharing a floor with him, do you?"
"No."
"Good. Now go and have a look around. Dinner's at six."
"Okay, Aunt Mandy."
I chose the room off to the left because it faces west and I didn't want the sun to wake me up in the morning. I unpacked and put my clothes in the closet. Then I looked around. There was another door, which was a bathroom, 'I get my own bathroom!' and I put my stuff (hairbrush, toothbrush, soap, etc) in there and grabbed my book and CD player and went down to the room with the fireplace.
I was going to sit on one of the dark blue couches and listen to my music and read my book, but the large grandfather clock started chiming because it was six.
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A/N: Thanx to all my reviewers. Do you guys want me to email you when I update? Yes? No? Well email me at chrissy@netway.com if you do. =)
Lynshar (my first reviewer!): thanks for reviewing; I'm glad you liked it. Good luck finding good fanfics to read, there are a lot of good ones out there! =)
Draco is the man: He SO is! (the man, I mean) How was it confusing? Maybe I can fix it in future chapters. Thanks for reading n reviewing! =)
Cinnamon: Well I think I can continue.. Thanks for the comments.
Sila-chan: Lol. You're joking right? Yes. GO DRACO! Lol. I don't think I'd like it if someone was trying to make me just like them either. I don't mind the dots. =)
Mary: Its not that Draco was thinking about not thanking him, its like he's telling the story from the future or something. His thoughts are in the ' marks.
Shadun: sorry about missing a part. Lets just say he didn't realize he asked again? Lol. Thanks.
Amanda: thanks for reviewing, cos. =)
Sai: thanks for liking my structure. Lol. Thanks for reviewing *gives cookie* =D
Blackdragonofdeath13: thanks for reviewing, I was about to post this chapter when I got your review (I have the review alert on) =D I hope you enjoyed it!