Fatal Attraction
Chapter 1: Graduation
"Hey, Harry, Ron, Hermione! Isn't this great? We're finally going to graduate from this place" Neville beamed and beckoned the trio.
"Hi Neville. I really think I'm going to miss this place after we're gone. What are you going to do after Graduation?" Harry beamed back.
"I'll just be waiting for my N.E.W.Ts score while I help out at the Leaky Cauldron to earn a few sickles. How bout you guys?" Neville asked biting into his chicken wing.
"Well, Harry and I'll be helping out at Fred and George's joke shop like we used to and Hermione will be busy helping mom out at the Burrow and giving Ginny lessons at the same time" Ron replied with his infamous lop-sided grin.
Mr and Mrs Granger had been murdered by Voldemort and his death eaters somewhere in the midst of their school year and the Weasleys had very graciously taken her in as she had no other relatives to care for her. Mr Weasley was appointed Minister of Magic after the Wizengamot had ruled that Cornelius Fudge had neglected his duties and stripped him of the post. With a higher pay, Mr Weasley finally managed to refurnish and expand the Burrow and it now had 7 landings and about 20 over rooms, almost comparable to the size of the Malfoy Manor. Speaking of which, it was a known fact that Lucius Malfoy was sentenced to death and Narcissa and Draco Malfoy were rendered homeless as the Malfoy Manor was seized by the ministry. Since then, Narcissa and Draco had resided at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, commonly known as the Black Manor, and had helped capture many death eaters over the past 2 years. Harry on the other hand, was given a choice to reside at either the Burrow or the Black Manor and since he had inherited the Black Manor from Sirius, Harry had chose to live there with Narcissa and Draco. However, the blonde and the brunette still remained loggerheads and were constantly going at each other's throats. Narcissa had been trying in vain to keep the two from getting at each other.
"So Harry, will you be running off to the Black Manor with the ferret or would you rather come to the Burrow with Hermione and I?" Ron asked.
"I'll go back to the Black Manor. No questions about it" Harry replied.
"You know something mate? You really puzzle me. It's obvious to anyone with eyes that you can't live with that ferret but you chose to live with him. Given the chance to get away from him, you choose to forgo that chance? It's odd. Almost like you enjoy enduring his wrath. Don't tell me you swing 'that' way" Ron asked.
"I BEG YOUR PARDON? YOU THINK THAT....THAT I'M....I'M GAY AND I LOVE MALFOY???? Really mate, what are you playing at? Why don't you mind your own business and go tell Hermione that you like her...no, make that love her...and that you want to be with her?" Harry bellowed before he lowered his voice into a whisper for the later part of the sentence.
"What do you mean I love her? What the hell are you talking about?" Ron asked in disbelief.
"Come on mate, any bloke with eyes could tell that your seriously in love with Hermione and you'd really love to drag her to your bed and make her yours" Harry said matter-of-factly as he reached for a second helping of salad.
"I...I...I've never thought of that before...I mean, I don't want to drag her to my bed and...and..." Ron started, but was interrupted by Seamus.
"Face the fact Ron. You've been screaming her name every night since 4th year and we had to place a silencing charm around your bed to prevent you from waking the whole house. Whatever happened to those dreams of yours about spiders and tap dancing?" Seamus sniggered.
"I don't...I won't...oh shut up, and keep it down will you" Ron sighed exasperated and blushing very red as he saw the object of his thoughts (Which is Hermione incidentally) running back from the Hufflepuff table where she was talking to Susan Bones.
"Harry, promise me one thing. Please don't tell her about our conversation today...Harry...HARRY!" Ron yelled.
"Wha...What...?" Harry leapt back into reality.
"I dunno. You were gazing at Malfoy and dreaming. You sure you're all right. I mean..." Ron replied.
"I dunno, Ron. I'm starting to get a little confused...What were you saying?" Harry started to explain but soon decided against it.
"I was saying, 'Please don't tell Hermione...'" Ron replied but was interrupted by Hermione.
"Don't tell me what?" Hermione asked as she sat between her two best friends.
"Um...Um...Don't tell you that I'm going to finish up your share of the food" Ron replied quickly and this prompted Harry to let out a laugh while Hermione eyed her two best friends with curiosity. Actually, it was more like her best friend and the love of her life. Hermione Granger, top student and Head Girl of Hogwarts, was hopelessly in love with Ron Weasley, trusty side kick of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, and Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. But due to pure stubbornness, neither Ron nor Hermione were willing to confess their love for each other. Harry was thoroughly sick of their stubbornness and had vowed to bring the two together, by all means. "Attention, Attention everyone. It has come to the end of another school year and we are once again seeing another batch of students off into their future careers. I strongly believe that many will choose to put their talents and gifts into good use and help strengthen the wizarding world, therefore bringing peace and harmony to all. All the teachers at Hogwarts and myself are glad to say that we have enjoyed spending the past seven years with all of you, and we would like to wish all of you success ahead with whatever you shall pursue. I also have an announcement to make. All students who have decided to pursue higher level study of magic, please see Professor Mcgonagall to make necessary arrangements for your enrolment to the University of Magical Studies. With that, I pronounce the end of this evening's feast and have a safe trip back home tomorrow morning. Good bye" Professor Dumbledore gave his speech and waited for the applause to subside before standing up and leaving the Hall.
"I wonder how many people would be enrolling into the University" Hermione asked as the trio made their way to Professor Mcgonagall's office. Entering the office which was packed with students, they caught sight of Neville, Seamus, Dean Thomas, Susan Bones and to their greatest astonishment, Draco Malfoy, who was the only Slytherin present.
"I guess the rest of the Slytherin house just can't wait to join You-Know- Who" Ron commented.
"It's Voldemort. Honestly Ron, you still can't bring yourself to say his name can you?" Hermione reprimanded the red head. Who just kept nodding his head in defeat.
"Welcome to all. I am really glad that so many of you have decided to enroll into the University of Magical Studies. In the University, you would be specializing on subjects that you are really strong in. Hence, entry requirements to the various courses would be dependent on your N.E.W.Ts result, thus a place in your preferred course is not guaranteed. As we all know, the University of Magical Studies is a new institution created by the new Minister of Magic to allow students to specialize in various forms of magic. It is newly constructed to meet the rising needs of the Ministry to train a group of elite students to prepare for the war against the dark forces. You will be notified by next August regarding your application. For now, please give me your names and the courses you would wish to major" Professor Mcgonagall announced.
"So, what are you two intending to do?" Hermione asked.
"What are you intending to do?" Ron retorted.
"Well, I've decided to study Advance Transfigurations, Advance Potions and Advance Arithmancy" Hermione said proudly.
"What do you wanna do Arithmancy and Potions for, Hermione? Haven't you had enough of numbers and chemicals?" Ron groaned.
"Ron, Potions and Arithmancy are very important in battles. Just imagine, if I could whip up complicated potions, then maybe we can use them against the death eaters or we could use them to cure people on our side of unfriendly curses and spells" Hermione explained.
"Well, I think I'd prefer Advance Transfigurations, Magical Creatures study and Advance Potions. How bout you mate? Harry....HARRY!" Ron replied.
"Wha...What?" Harry leapt back to reality again.
"There you go again, spacing out while staring at Malfoy. What are you going to do?" Ron asked.
"Oh...I think I'd take Advance Transfigurations, Advance Potions and Advance Defence Against the Dark Arts" Harry replied as he wrote his selection down on the piece of parchment Professor Mcgonagall had passed down.
"But Harry, those are what Malfoy took as well..." Ron started but was interrupted by Hermione.
"Harry, those are the toughest courses in the whole University. Are you sure about it? You're going have a really busy timetable, and not to mention, no free time at all for anything" Hermione asked.
"Hermione, this isn't the time for fun and leisure. This is war. We have to be very prepared. It's not a game" Harry spoke, seriously. The trio handed the parchment back to Professor Mcgonagall and headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room for the last time.
"I'm really going to miss this place" Hermione sighed before bidding the two guys "Good Night" and heading up to her room.
"Yeah...I think I'm going to miss all of this a lot" Ron droned.
"But as long as Hermione is with you, you won't miss anything anymore, ain't that right?" Harry smirked at his best friend.
"Harry! You smirked! You never smirked before. Smirking was made legal only for Malfoy the ferret" Ron yelled.
"Oh shut up, Ron. Go to sleep. We have to get up real early tomorrow morning" Harry replied before drifting off to dreamland.
Chapter 1: Graduation
"Hey, Harry, Ron, Hermione! Isn't this great? We're finally going to graduate from this place" Neville beamed and beckoned the trio.
"Hi Neville. I really think I'm going to miss this place after we're gone. What are you going to do after Graduation?" Harry beamed back.
"I'll just be waiting for my N.E.W.Ts score while I help out at the Leaky Cauldron to earn a few sickles. How bout you guys?" Neville asked biting into his chicken wing.
"Well, Harry and I'll be helping out at Fred and George's joke shop like we used to and Hermione will be busy helping mom out at the Burrow and giving Ginny lessons at the same time" Ron replied with his infamous lop-sided grin.
Mr and Mrs Granger had been murdered by Voldemort and his death eaters somewhere in the midst of their school year and the Weasleys had very graciously taken her in as she had no other relatives to care for her. Mr Weasley was appointed Minister of Magic after the Wizengamot had ruled that Cornelius Fudge had neglected his duties and stripped him of the post. With a higher pay, Mr Weasley finally managed to refurnish and expand the Burrow and it now had 7 landings and about 20 over rooms, almost comparable to the size of the Malfoy Manor. Speaking of which, it was a known fact that Lucius Malfoy was sentenced to death and Narcissa and Draco Malfoy were rendered homeless as the Malfoy Manor was seized by the ministry. Since then, Narcissa and Draco had resided at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, commonly known as the Black Manor, and had helped capture many death eaters over the past 2 years. Harry on the other hand, was given a choice to reside at either the Burrow or the Black Manor and since he had inherited the Black Manor from Sirius, Harry had chose to live there with Narcissa and Draco. However, the blonde and the brunette still remained loggerheads and were constantly going at each other's throats. Narcissa had been trying in vain to keep the two from getting at each other.
"So Harry, will you be running off to the Black Manor with the ferret or would you rather come to the Burrow with Hermione and I?" Ron asked.
"I'll go back to the Black Manor. No questions about it" Harry replied.
"You know something mate? You really puzzle me. It's obvious to anyone with eyes that you can't live with that ferret but you chose to live with him. Given the chance to get away from him, you choose to forgo that chance? It's odd. Almost like you enjoy enduring his wrath. Don't tell me you swing 'that' way" Ron asked.
"I BEG YOUR PARDON? YOU THINK THAT....THAT I'M....I'M GAY AND I LOVE MALFOY???? Really mate, what are you playing at? Why don't you mind your own business and go tell Hermione that you like her...no, make that love her...and that you want to be with her?" Harry bellowed before he lowered his voice into a whisper for the later part of the sentence.
"What do you mean I love her? What the hell are you talking about?" Ron asked in disbelief.
"Come on mate, any bloke with eyes could tell that your seriously in love with Hermione and you'd really love to drag her to your bed and make her yours" Harry said matter-of-factly as he reached for a second helping of salad.
"I...I...I've never thought of that before...I mean, I don't want to drag her to my bed and...and..." Ron started, but was interrupted by Seamus.
"Face the fact Ron. You've been screaming her name every night since 4th year and we had to place a silencing charm around your bed to prevent you from waking the whole house. Whatever happened to those dreams of yours about spiders and tap dancing?" Seamus sniggered.
"I don't...I won't...oh shut up, and keep it down will you" Ron sighed exasperated and blushing very red as he saw the object of his thoughts (Which is Hermione incidentally) running back from the Hufflepuff table where she was talking to Susan Bones.
"Harry, promise me one thing. Please don't tell her about our conversation today...Harry...HARRY!" Ron yelled.
"Wha...What...?" Harry leapt back into reality.
"I dunno. You were gazing at Malfoy and dreaming. You sure you're all right. I mean..." Ron replied.
"I dunno, Ron. I'm starting to get a little confused...What were you saying?" Harry started to explain but soon decided against it.
"I was saying, 'Please don't tell Hermione...'" Ron replied but was interrupted by Hermione.
"Don't tell me what?" Hermione asked as she sat between her two best friends.
"Um...Um...Don't tell you that I'm going to finish up your share of the food" Ron replied quickly and this prompted Harry to let out a laugh while Hermione eyed her two best friends with curiosity. Actually, it was more like her best friend and the love of her life. Hermione Granger, top student and Head Girl of Hogwarts, was hopelessly in love with Ron Weasley, trusty side kick of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, and Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. But due to pure stubbornness, neither Ron nor Hermione were willing to confess their love for each other. Harry was thoroughly sick of their stubbornness and had vowed to bring the two together, by all means. "Attention, Attention everyone. It has come to the end of another school year and we are once again seeing another batch of students off into their future careers. I strongly believe that many will choose to put their talents and gifts into good use and help strengthen the wizarding world, therefore bringing peace and harmony to all. All the teachers at Hogwarts and myself are glad to say that we have enjoyed spending the past seven years with all of you, and we would like to wish all of you success ahead with whatever you shall pursue. I also have an announcement to make. All students who have decided to pursue higher level study of magic, please see Professor Mcgonagall to make necessary arrangements for your enrolment to the University of Magical Studies. With that, I pronounce the end of this evening's feast and have a safe trip back home tomorrow morning. Good bye" Professor Dumbledore gave his speech and waited for the applause to subside before standing up and leaving the Hall.
"I wonder how many people would be enrolling into the University" Hermione asked as the trio made their way to Professor Mcgonagall's office. Entering the office which was packed with students, they caught sight of Neville, Seamus, Dean Thomas, Susan Bones and to their greatest astonishment, Draco Malfoy, who was the only Slytherin present.
"I guess the rest of the Slytherin house just can't wait to join You-Know- Who" Ron commented.
"It's Voldemort. Honestly Ron, you still can't bring yourself to say his name can you?" Hermione reprimanded the red head. Who just kept nodding his head in defeat.
"Welcome to all. I am really glad that so many of you have decided to enroll into the University of Magical Studies. In the University, you would be specializing on subjects that you are really strong in. Hence, entry requirements to the various courses would be dependent on your N.E.W.Ts result, thus a place in your preferred course is not guaranteed. As we all know, the University of Magical Studies is a new institution created by the new Minister of Magic to allow students to specialize in various forms of magic. It is newly constructed to meet the rising needs of the Ministry to train a group of elite students to prepare for the war against the dark forces. You will be notified by next August regarding your application. For now, please give me your names and the courses you would wish to major" Professor Mcgonagall announced.
"So, what are you two intending to do?" Hermione asked.
"What are you intending to do?" Ron retorted.
"Well, I've decided to study Advance Transfigurations, Advance Potions and Advance Arithmancy" Hermione said proudly.
"What do you wanna do Arithmancy and Potions for, Hermione? Haven't you had enough of numbers and chemicals?" Ron groaned.
"Ron, Potions and Arithmancy are very important in battles. Just imagine, if I could whip up complicated potions, then maybe we can use them against the death eaters or we could use them to cure people on our side of unfriendly curses and spells" Hermione explained.
"Well, I think I'd prefer Advance Transfigurations, Magical Creatures study and Advance Potions. How bout you mate? Harry....HARRY!" Ron replied.
"Wha...What?" Harry leapt back to reality again.
"There you go again, spacing out while staring at Malfoy. What are you going to do?" Ron asked.
"Oh...I think I'd take Advance Transfigurations, Advance Potions and Advance Defence Against the Dark Arts" Harry replied as he wrote his selection down on the piece of parchment Professor Mcgonagall had passed down.
"But Harry, those are what Malfoy took as well..." Ron started but was interrupted by Hermione.
"Harry, those are the toughest courses in the whole University. Are you sure about it? You're going have a really busy timetable, and not to mention, no free time at all for anything" Hermione asked.
"Hermione, this isn't the time for fun and leisure. This is war. We have to be very prepared. It's not a game" Harry spoke, seriously. The trio handed the parchment back to Professor Mcgonagall and headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room for the last time.
"I'm really going to miss this place" Hermione sighed before bidding the two guys "Good Night" and heading up to her room.
"Yeah...I think I'm going to miss all of this a lot" Ron droned.
"But as long as Hermione is with you, you won't miss anything anymore, ain't that right?" Harry smirked at his best friend.
"Harry! You smirked! You never smirked before. Smirking was made legal only for Malfoy the ferret" Ron yelled.
"Oh shut up, Ron. Go to sleep. We have to get up real early tomorrow morning" Harry replied before drifting off to dreamland.