*disclaimer* Me no own Harry Potter.
*crappery* Okay, I know this chapter is painfully short, but its more just a chapter to explain why Harry, Ron, and Ginny hate Mynee so much. This should clarify most of your questions. I'll have a much longer chapter out tomorrow or Tuesday. *grins slightly* please don't hurt me...WE MADE IT TO SEVENTY! LET'S MAKE IT TO NINETY!!! Thank you Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure for being reviewer seventy!!
Crazedgurl1291: All that is explained below...Thank you!
littoxkigga: *hugs* Thank you! Yeah...Put my own mind voices into it...
Britton: *cackles* unanswered questions are Fun!!
usagigreenleadf567: I will and thank you!
jess: Thank you so much! I feel special!
Gwenivive: Another chapter by tomorrow, I hope. Thank you!
shadow-fairy-kitten: Draco will be getting a bigger part around the upcoming Christmas chapter. Not sure when that will be, but it is there and waiting to be written!
Stinky-chan: yes, your question about her name will be answered later on...*grins* so I'm going to keep you waiting!
Shania Maxwell: Draco and Mynee get together after Christmas. You'll find out this chapter!
Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure: THANK YOU FOR BEING REVIEWER SEVENTY!!! Thank you!! Yeah...I am pretty lazy...
YamiClara: You find out this chapter! Yes, this is a Draco/Hermione story, but they get together after Christmas which is several chapters away.
xXSamaraXx: Thanks. Draco will be in the next chapter!
Julia: No, he does not get hurt when Mynee feeds off of him. Alora is just a title, it means Lady. Jacobith was calling her Lady because of what she is predestined to do. His blood keeps her alive, but she needs to feed off of humans once a week. Kinda sucks, but she doesn't have to kill everyday.
Jessi: Thank you. My friends were confused too. I'll teach you how to pronounce them. The parts of the word that are capitalized are stressed. VAMPire and vamPYRE. One is stressed in the beginning and the other is stressed in the end. Kinda cool...
WEEEE! So many reviews! I feel SO loved! I love you all!!!
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Trip Down Memory Lane, Chapter Eleven
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Harry's vision narrowed dangerously as blood trickled out of the large cut at the base of his skull. It would be fatal if he did not get help soon. He lay sprawled out on a cold stone floor in a pool of his own blood. Lying a few feet from him was a very unconscious Ron, passed out due to too many curses. He could not see Hermione, which could be both a good thing and a bad. His neck wobbled dangerously and his head hit the floor, unable to support its weight. A pair of legs crossed his vision, feet clad in scuffed Mary Jane's. Hermione stood several feet in front of him, her wand trembling furiously as she pointed it at Voldemort. Harry did not catch any of the words she said, but Voldemort soon dropped to the ground, completely dead. Hermione let out a terrified cry and fell to her knees. She fainted soon after. Harry clung avidly to consciousness, trying to use his anger that Hermione had killed the one man he had vowed to destroy because of what he had done to his family. Not even the hatred that was being born from the dislike within his heart was enough to keep the shadowy tendrils of darkness out of his brain. He gave up and let himself be pulled under the black waves...
"I don't care! I have to make sure Harry's all right! Move!" A panic filled voice attacked his sensitive ears, making him moan quietly. "He's moving!" Came the same voice, this time in a high pitched shriek. Harry felt someone gently stroke his arm all of a sudden, a worried voice whispering softly by his ear. "Everything's going to be all right Harry. Voldemort's dead and Ron's not hurt. The dark times are over..." He recognized that voice. It was Hermione. He tried to roll away from her hands, but she kept on touching his arm and brushing his hair away from his face like she was his mother or something. A sick feeling welled up inside of him at her touch, making him want to be sick just to get away from her. He groaned quietly and tried to curl up into a ball. Her hands drew away slowly, but her voice remained. "You can sleep safely now Harry. I'll come back in a couple hours, Ron too. He's really worried about you...Voldemort almost killed you..." Her voice drew away and faded out as Harry slipped into drug induced sleep.
Harry stood in the middle of the Entrance Hall, Ron to his right and Ginny to his left. Hermione was standing in front of him, her hands clenched into fists. There was a nasty smirk on his lips as he crossed his arms on his chest. "Go away Bunny, you aren't welcome as our friend anymore. Go make some new ones. Don't ever talk, eat with, or come near any of us. As you can tell, we found someone much better, isn't that right Ginny?" The youngest Weasley smiled nastily at Hermione and slithered up next the Harry, wrapping one of her arms around his waist. "As you can see, she doesn't spurn my advances, she welcomes them!" Ginny nuzzled into his shoulder, that smile still affixed to her mouth. Hermione watched them for a moment, her cinnamon eyes sparkling with unshed tears. Her gaze went to Ron and she outstretched her hands to him. "Ron? Y- You aren't going along with this are you?" Her boyfriend looked down at her hands then up at her eyes. His blue eyes held a sliver of pain, just for a second the want to take her into his arms was there, and then it disappeared. He bowed his fiery head and that was it. Hermione was completely bereft of friends. The new and improved Dream Team brushed by Hermione. They did not see the solitary tear that escaped her eyelashes and slithered down her cheek.
Harry looked at the O.W.L.S. scores in front of him, a soft sigh escaping him. He only got one Outstanding...Hermione bounced up beside him, her eyes bright. She had her scores clasped to her chest, her eyes shining brightly. "Did well Mynee?" She nodded brightly and dropped them on top of his. A mass of Outstandings stared up at him. His heart clenched in anger and he forced himself to nod in appreciation. Once she had skipped off, he let out an angry growl, his fists closing into fists. The seed of dislike had been planted within his heart the year before, and it was flourishing. Hermione always bested him, no matter how much he studied and prepared. He was the Boy Who Lived! He was supposed to be the best at everything! Madness, true madness that afflicted Voldemort himself, was born within Harry Potter's brain.
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Ronald Demetri Weasley stood to the side of Harry Potter, his best friend, and watched his girlfriend fight back a wave of tears. He did not understand why Harry had suddenly decided that he had had enough of Hermione, but all he knew was that he had to go along with Harry. He loved Hermione, but...For a brief moment he let the pain he felt at betraying his girlfriend show in his eyes, then he bowed his head. If Harry saw his pain, he would turn on him as well...
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Virginia Angelica Weasley had her arm around her boyfriend, Harry Potter. Standing in front of them was Hermione Anne Granger, the stupid girl who had turned Harry down so many times. A nasty smile was alight on her thin lips as she nuzzled into his shoulder, listening with a sick joy at his hurtful words. When he wrapped his arm around her waist, she took her face from his shoulder and smirked at Hermione. He gently pulled her and they left, Ron following them like a lost puppy. None of them saw her clench her fists until her nails pierced her skin, several drops of blood dropping onto the stone floor, sealing her silent promise.
*crappery* Okay, I know this chapter is painfully short, but its more just a chapter to explain why Harry, Ron, and Ginny hate Mynee so much. This should clarify most of your questions. I'll have a much longer chapter out tomorrow or Tuesday. *grins slightly* please don't hurt me...WE MADE IT TO SEVENTY! LET'S MAKE IT TO NINETY!!! Thank you Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure for being reviewer seventy!!
Crazedgurl1291: All that is explained below...Thank you!
littoxkigga: *hugs* Thank you! Yeah...Put my own mind voices into it...
Britton: *cackles* unanswered questions are Fun!!
usagigreenleadf567: I will and thank you!
jess: Thank you so much! I feel special!
Gwenivive: Another chapter by tomorrow, I hope. Thank you!
shadow-fairy-kitten: Draco will be getting a bigger part around the upcoming Christmas chapter. Not sure when that will be, but it is there and waiting to be written!
Stinky-chan: yes, your question about her name will be answered later on...*grins* so I'm going to keep you waiting!
Shania Maxwell: Draco and Mynee get together after Christmas. You'll find out this chapter!
Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure: THANK YOU FOR BEING REVIEWER SEVENTY!!! Thank you!! Yeah...I am pretty lazy...
YamiClara: You find out this chapter! Yes, this is a Draco/Hermione story, but they get together after Christmas which is several chapters away.
xXSamaraXx: Thanks. Draco will be in the next chapter!
Julia: No, he does not get hurt when Mynee feeds off of him. Alora is just a title, it means Lady. Jacobith was calling her Lady because of what she is predestined to do. His blood keeps her alive, but she needs to feed off of humans once a week. Kinda sucks, but she doesn't have to kill everyday.
Jessi: Thank you. My friends were confused too. I'll teach you how to pronounce them. The parts of the word that are capitalized are stressed. VAMPire and vamPYRE. One is stressed in the beginning and the other is stressed in the end. Kinda cool...
WEEEE! So many reviews! I feel SO loved! I love you all!!!
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Trip Down Memory Lane, Chapter Eleven
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Harry's vision narrowed dangerously as blood trickled out of the large cut at the base of his skull. It would be fatal if he did not get help soon. He lay sprawled out on a cold stone floor in a pool of his own blood. Lying a few feet from him was a very unconscious Ron, passed out due to too many curses. He could not see Hermione, which could be both a good thing and a bad. His neck wobbled dangerously and his head hit the floor, unable to support its weight. A pair of legs crossed his vision, feet clad in scuffed Mary Jane's. Hermione stood several feet in front of him, her wand trembling furiously as she pointed it at Voldemort. Harry did not catch any of the words she said, but Voldemort soon dropped to the ground, completely dead. Hermione let out a terrified cry and fell to her knees. She fainted soon after. Harry clung avidly to consciousness, trying to use his anger that Hermione had killed the one man he had vowed to destroy because of what he had done to his family. Not even the hatred that was being born from the dislike within his heart was enough to keep the shadowy tendrils of darkness out of his brain. He gave up and let himself be pulled under the black waves...
"I don't care! I have to make sure Harry's all right! Move!" A panic filled voice attacked his sensitive ears, making him moan quietly. "He's moving!" Came the same voice, this time in a high pitched shriek. Harry felt someone gently stroke his arm all of a sudden, a worried voice whispering softly by his ear. "Everything's going to be all right Harry. Voldemort's dead and Ron's not hurt. The dark times are over..." He recognized that voice. It was Hermione. He tried to roll away from her hands, but she kept on touching his arm and brushing his hair away from his face like she was his mother or something. A sick feeling welled up inside of him at her touch, making him want to be sick just to get away from her. He groaned quietly and tried to curl up into a ball. Her hands drew away slowly, but her voice remained. "You can sleep safely now Harry. I'll come back in a couple hours, Ron too. He's really worried about you...Voldemort almost killed you..." Her voice drew away and faded out as Harry slipped into drug induced sleep.
Harry stood in the middle of the Entrance Hall, Ron to his right and Ginny to his left. Hermione was standing in front of him, her hands clenched into fists. There was a nasty smirk on his lips as he crossed his arms on his chest. "Go away Bunny, you aren't welcome as our friend anymore. Go make some new ones. Don't ever talk, eat with, or come near any of us. As you can tell, we found someone much better, isn't that right Ginny?" The youngest Weasley smiled nastily at Hermione and slithered up next the Harry, wrapping one of her arms around his waist. "As you can see, she doesn't spurn my advances, she welcomes them!" Ginny nuzzled into his shoulder, that smile still affixed to her mouth. Hermione watched them for a moment, her cinnamon eyes sparkling with unshed tears. Her gaze went to Ron and she outstretched her hands to him. "Ron? Y- You aren't going along with this are you?" Her boyfriend looked down at her hands then up at her eyes. His blue eyes held a sliver of pain, just for a second the want to take her into his arms was there, and then it disappeared. He bowed his fiery head and that was it. Hermione was completely bereft of friends. The new and improved Dream Team brushed by Hermione. They did not see the solitary tear that escaped her eyelashes and slithered down her cheek.
Harry looked at the O.W.L.S. scores in front of him, a soft sigh escaping him. He only got one Outstanding...Hermione bounced up beside him, her eyes bright. She had her scores clasped to her chest, her eyes shining brightly. "Did well Mynee?" She nodded brightly and dropped them on top of his. A mass of Outstandings stared up at him. His heart clenched in anger and he forced himself to nod in appreciation. Once she had skipped off, he let out an angry growl, his fists closing into fists. The seed of dislike had been planted within his heart the year before, and it was flourishing. Hermione always bested him, no matter how much he studied and prepared. He was the Boy Who Lived! He was supposed to be the best at everything! Madness, true madness that afflicted Voldemort himself, was born within Harry Potter's brain.
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Ronald Demetri Weasley stood to the side of Harry Potter, his best friend, and watched his girlfriend fight back a wave of tears. He did not understand why Harry had suddenly decided that he had had enough of Hermione, but all he knew was that he had to go along with Harry. He loved Hermione, but...For a brief moment he let the pain he felt at betraying his girlfriend show in his eyes, then he bowed his head. If Harry saw his pain, he would turn on him as well...
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Virginia Angelica Weasley had her arm around her boyfriend, Harry Potter. Standing in front of them was Hermione Anne Granger, the stupid girl who had turned Harry down so many times. A nasty smile was alight on her thin lips as she nuzzled into his shoulder, listening with a sick joy at his hurtful words. When he wrapped his arm around her waist, she took her face from his shoulder and smirked at Hermione. He gently pulled her and they left, Ron following them like a lost puppy. None of them saw her clench her fists until her nails pierced her skin, several drops of blood dropping onto the stone floor, sealing her silent promise.