Gems in the eyes of the world
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is a work of art that I do not own; therefore have no right to be using anything that is included in the magical world of Harry Potter. Fanfictions is also a work of art that enables young hopefuls to use mostly whatever they wish to use, which is why I am writing a Harry Potter fanfic, and not getting sued.
THANKS TO:
~Queen of Zan ~ Hey, I hope I got your name right, I wasn't really looking when I wrote this so . . . anyway, thanks for reviewing! Moo is so cool . . .
~Marauder Angel ~ Aw thanks! I really hope you enjoy this chappie, and read and review it too!!! But then again, if you don't read it, how will you enjoy it?
~Ding ~ Hi! I hope you know who you are, lol. Anyway, the important thing is that you tried! If you didn't TRY to review, I would be SO mad, but you did so that's all that matters really. Thanks for this review and there are about four more stones to collect!
~Natyslacks ~ No, the last stone isn't collected, and yeah, you're pretty much right about that love, hate thing, but that thing isn't going to be in Draco. But I can't tell you whom it is going to be in . . . four more stones to collect anyway . ..
~Pixie-dust2525 ~ Sorry this took so long! I did try, but it took so long for me to actually get everything typed up!! Here is the long waited update though, I really hope you enjoy this!
~Happigolucki616 ~ Thank you so much! I was scared that I didn't make any sense with the description, you know how I get so confusing and everything! Lol, anyways, I really hope you enjoy this and sorry if I haven't had time to review, I haven't reviewed some stuff for ages cus' I've been so busy!
~LythTaeraneth ~ LOL. LOL. LOL. Sorry, now you say it, I find it so amusing. Yeah, I guess Ron was kind of freaked even though I didn't really write it. But, I'm afraid rocks flying out of people's eyes is going to continue to happen . . . god I sound so cliché . . .
~Cho Chang-Emotional Dark Hole ~ Thanks for the review, and yeah, friendship is precious – the stones are kind of circled around this idea of precious things that are not like, see-able, and yeah, I know that's not a word.
~Some12 ~ Lol, hey, doesn't everyone have to go to school on a Monday? Lol! Anyway, thank you very much for the review! SO NICE! I would write more to you but I'm running out of time! BYE
~ Spaced Out Space Cadet ~ Thank you! I'm glad it's interesting at least, even if its not very well written . . . sigh . . . thanks for wishing me a great holiday! It wasn't all that great but I did get time off school so that's enough for me! Hehe!!! Anyways, thanks again for reviewing, and I hope you enjoy this chappie!
~Smileyface1314 ~ Lol, no the element of stones is the stone that enables the holder to see the stones, so Hermione's not special or anything, anyone can use that stone! (That's a hint by the way) Really hope you enjoy this chappie! Thanks for reviewing!
Chapter seven
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Five gemstones . . . one of which she had already 'captured'. Now where could she go to find the rest? She wondered if she would have to travel across seas, lands, or maybe even times. Would these stones rest among muggles? Or only wizarding folk? It was confusing, and Hermione hoped that everything would soon be over – with good results.
Hermione looked up and peered through the window. The early morning sun was just starting to rise from the horizon, making the sky around it a beautiful sea of red. She squinted. A large barn owl was flying towards the window carrying a rather large package. She hurriedly opened the window and welcomed the owl.
"What's that?" Draco asked, slowly getting up.
"You really shouldn't be up Draco. It was risky enough of me to take you with me to Diagon Alley, AND to visit Harry yesterday. That curse can strike at any time, its best if you stay in one place."
Draco ignored this and continued to walk steadily over. He fingered the package and frowned at it, trying to guess what was in it. Hermione slowly unwrapped the brown packaging. She gasped as she held the 'thing' up to the window, making the light gleam on it.
Draco frowned. The 'thing' was some sort of chain with a little hourglass on it that looked like it could turn. Next to it was also a letter that Hermione seemed not to have noticed.
"What is it?"
"It's a time turner. I used it in the third year, for more study and . . . other things as well. This must be from Professor McGonagall! She must have heard of the mission that Dumbledore's sent me on . . . But if she sent me this, then this must mean that all the gems are scattered everywhere, and by everywhere, I mean, even more spread out than I thought they were . . ."
Hermione sighed. This seemed even harder than she had thought it was, but she had already thought that it was hard enough, without travelling through the universe, searching high and low for the gems. She breathed deeply, trying to breathe evenly, but everytime she thought about her mission, and why she was doing this in the first place, her heart clenched, and she found it harder to breathe.
"So . . . what are you going to do?"
Draco tried desperately hard to break the silence with something that didn't sound too awkward. The situation all seemed so tense, and he didn't like it at all.
"If only I knew Draco, if only . . ."
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'Dear Miss Granger,
By the time this letter reaches you, I shall have made my way towards your home by muggle transport precisely half an hour ago. I have discovered one potion that may help ease the pain for Mr Malfoy, and as you have asked, I have contacted you immediately. Expect me at your doorstep in exactly fifteen minutes.
Yours,
S. Snape.'
Hermione smiled. Snape was coming, with good news too. She hurriedly dressed, making sure she put the gemstone of elements on her wrist before rushing out of her room to try and find Draco. He was sitting in the living room, staring out of the window.
"Draco, I have good news."
He looked at her with blankness and coldness in his blue eyes. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he stared at her. Why could he not have more feeling and emotions? It unnerved her, how he was could feel so calm, even when the people around him weren't, how he could make you feel so cold, and seem as though he didn't care.
"Yes?"
"Professor Snape is coming, hopefully with a potion that can help you feel better," Hermione began slowly. He was still looking at her blankly, as though he was a child that did not understand what she was saying, "That is good news, right?"
Draco sighed and looked back out of the window. "Depends."
Hermione frowned. She had always thought that Draco liked Snape . . . but then again, that was when he wasn't a deatheater, and when all the fellow deatheaters weren't against him, but . . . Snape was one of the few deatheaters that left You-Know-Who, and returned to the good side . . . or at least that's what she thought.
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that I'm not so friendly with deatheaters right now thank you very much," Draco snapped at her. He sighed and put his head in his hands, "I don't care if he betrayed the dark lord. All people who have received the Dark Mark must have some evil still seeping through them . . . even myself."
Hermione heard him gulp, and she felt a sudden urge to hold him tight against her and comfort him, tell him that everything would turn out fine, that the curse would be lifted, and Harry would then save all of them from the clutches of evil. But that was not so, for Hermione was not sure whether this information was true, or not, no matter how much she hoped.
She looked at her watch. It had taken her a while to actually realise the letter had come with the time turner, so she guessed that it would be roundabout the time that Snape should arrive. As if somebody had read her mind, the doorbell rang, signalling the arrival of a visitor.
Draco's eyes followed Hermione, as she got up to open the door.
"Professor! Please do come in, would you like some tea?"
"No thank you," Snape replied, his voice ice cold, and his dark black eyes gleaming with something Hermione couldn't quite see, "I would prefer it if we could get this done quickly Miss Granger. I have more important appointments to attend."
Snape swiftly strode in and sat by Draco, who was still staring out of the window. She sighed and looked at them. Snape placed some sort of vial into Draco's mouth, forcing him to swallow the potion it contained. Draco gulped and made a choking noise, before falling to the floor – unconscious.
Hermione gasped and rushed to Draco's side immediately.
"What did you do?"
"Miss Granger, have you ever heard those muggles of yours rant on about how sleep is so important, because it is the time where your body can heal itself?"
Hermione nodded. She put her hand to Draco's chest and felt it move up and down. That was it - he was asleep. She smiled slightly and looked up into the eyes of her old potions master.
"Thanks you. I'm sure that Draco would be thanking you too, if he were not asleep that is. When shall he awake?"
"Does it matter Miss Granger? I assume that you have no job, and therefore would be quite free for the rest of the day at least. Might I say that I would never have expected you, Hermione Granger, the witch with the highest test scores since Professor Dumbledore himself took the test, would be unemployed after Hogwarts." Snape sneered.
"Professor, keep in mind that it has not been long after my graduation, and that I missed graduation day because of a certain plot that your ex- companions, or at least, I think they are ex companions, had planned. I have not had the time to find work, especially now."
Hermione looked into Snape's eyes with a certain flame within her that she had not felt for a long time. What he had said to her had hit a nerve, for she prided herself in her grades and intelligence. Determination rushed through her, she would show him, show him what she could be.
Suddenly, as Snape looked away, she saw a glint in his eye. Something, something small was hidden behind those cold black eyes of his.
"Miss Granger, you are correct in thinking that they are indeed my EX- companions. I regret taking the Dark Mark, for I was foolish and young. I know very well that you, Mr Potter and Mr Weasley never did believe me, nor the rest of the school, so I do not see the point in me continuing this conversation. Farewell, I shall take the muggle transport out. I believe that the walls of this flat are too thin for me to apparate without suspicion."
But as he began to walk towards the door, Hermione grabbed his arm, pulling him backwards. Snape turned and frowned at her for he could not see, what she could.
Their eyes linked for a second, but a second was all that was needed, for deep within the pupil of Snape's right eye, there was something star shaped and gleaming. Her arm began to vibrate like it had done once before, making Snape vibrate just as Ron had done, only yesterday.
All around her, Hermione could sense that her surroundings were no longer her home, but was a blinding pure whiteness that seemed to be the light of heaven itself. Her feet lifted from the floor, as did Snape's, and, once again, the shimmering 'thing' began to focus, clearer and clearer . . . until finally . . . their feet landed back on the floor, and in between her and Snape, was a small, clear, five sided star crystal. It floated towards her arm, and linked itself to the gemstone of elements.
Snape blinked, shocked, before finally sensing that Hermione's arm was still on his. He wriggled out of her grasp and swiftly walked towards the door.
"Look after Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger, he's been through more than you know."
Hermione nodded, staring at where Snape had been only a few seconds ago. She lifted the sleeve of her shirt and looked at the gemstone of elements tied to her arm. Once again, gold lettering began to appear on the star that had appeared out of Snape's eye.
Its read: 'Honesty'.
It was then that she realised with every gemstone that was collected, she understood more and more about the situation. The stones were set in particular people, and when those people showed signs of what was 'their' gem, it would be revealed. Snape, had indeed shown honesty, more honesty than Hermione had ever known, and maybe even vulnerability.
"Hermione . . ."
She covered the gem once more with her jumper sleeve. Draco was still on the floor, and he looked even paler than usual. His face had lost all colour.
"Draco, I'll carry you to my bed, you'll be a lot more comfortable there."
"Are you . . . sure . . . that . . . Snape can . . . be . . . trusted?"
Hermione smiled slightly as she began to help Draco get on his feet. She nodded, "Of course."
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Hope it wasn't too confusing. I'm sorry if it is, after all, I'm a very confusing person. :- ) Also, sorry it took so long for me to post it – I blame jet lag.
Thanks, hope you can have time to review this!
~me
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is a work of art that I do not own; therefore have no right to be using anything that is included in the magical world of Harry Potter. Fanfictions is also a work of art that enables young hopefuls to use mostly whatever they wish to use, which is why I am writing a Harry Potter fanfic, and not getting sued.
THANKS TO:
~Queen of Zan ~ Hey, I hope I got your name right, I wasn't really looking when I wrote this so . . . anyway, thanks for reviewing! Moo is so cool . . .
~Marauder Angel ~ Aw thanks! I really hope you enjoy this chappie, and read and review it too!!! But then again, if you don't read it, how will you enjoy it?
~Ding ~ Hi! I hope you know who you are, lol. Anyway, the important thing is that you tried! If you didn't TRY to review, I would be SO mad, but you did so that's all that matters really. Thanks for this review and there are about four more stones to collect!
~Natyslacks ~ No, the last stone isn't collected, and yeah, you're pretty much right about that love, hate thing, but that thing isn't going to be in Draco. But I can't tell you whom it is going to be in . . . four more stones to collect anyway . ..
~Pixie-dust2525 ~ Sorry this took so long! I did try, but it took so long for me to actually get everything typed up!! Here is the long waited update though, I really hope you enjoy this!
~Happigolucki616 ~ Thank you so much! I was scared that I didn't make any sense with the description, you know how I get so confusing and everything! Lol, anyways, I really hope you enjoy this and sorry if I haven't had time to review, I haven't reviewed some stuff for ages cus' I've been so busy!
~LythTaeraneth ~ LOL. LOL. LOL. Sorry, now you say it, I find it so amusing. Yeah, I guess Ron was kind of freaked even though I didn't really write it. But, I'm afraid rocks flying out of people's eyes is going to continue to happen . . . god I sound so cliché . . .
~Cho Chang-Emotional Dark Hole ~ Thanks for the review, and yeah, friendship is precious – the stones are kind of circled around this idea of precious things that are not like, see-able, and yeah, I know that's not a word.
~Some12 ~ Lol, hey, doesn't everyone have to go to school on a Monday? Lol! Anyway, thank you very much for the review! SO NICE! I would write more to you but I'm running out of time! BYE
~ Spaced Out Space Cadet ~ Thank you! I'm glad it's interesting at least, even if its not very well written . . . sigh . . . thanks for wishing me a great holiday! It wasn't all that great but I did get time off school so that's enough for me! Hehe!!! Anyways, thanks again for reviewing, and I hope you enjoy this chappie!
~Smileyface1314 ~ Lol, no the element of stones is the stone that enables the holder to see the stones, so Hermione's not special or anything, anyone can use that stone! (That's a hint by the way) Really hope you enjoy this chappie! Thanks for reviewing!
Chapter seven
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Five gemstones . . . one of which she had already 'captured'. Now where could she go to find the rest? She wondered if she would have to travel across seas, lands, or maybe even times. Would these stones rest among muggles? Or only wizarding folk? It was confusing, and Hermione hoped that everything would soon be over – with good results.
Hermione looked up and peered through the window. The early morning sun was just starting to rise from the horizon, making the sky around it a beautiful sea of red. She squinted. A large barn owl was flying towards the window carrying a rather large package. She hurriedly opened the window and welcomed the owl.
"What's that?" Draco asked, slowly getting up.
"You really shouldn't be up Draco. It was risky enough of me to take you with me to Diagon Alley, AND to visit Harry yesterday. That curse can strike at any time, its best if you stay in one place."
Draco ignored this and continued to walk steadily over. He fingered the package and frowned at it, trying to guess what was in it. Hermione slowly unwrapped the brown packaging. She gasped as she held the 'thing' up to the window, making the light gleam on it.
Draco frowned. The 'thing' was some sort of chain with a little hourglass on it that looked like it could turn. Next to it was also a letter that Hermione seemed not to have noticed.
"What is it?"
"It's a time turner. I used it in the third year, for more study and . . . other things as well. This must be from Professor McGonagall! She must have heard of the mission that Dumbledore's sent me on . . . But if she sent me this, then this must mean that all the gems are scattered everywhere, and by everywhere, I mean, even more spread out than I thought they were . . ."
Hermione sighed. This seemed even harder than she had thought it was, but she had already thought that it was hard enough, without travelling through the universe, searching high and low for the gems. She breathed deeply, trying to breathe evenly, but everytime she thought about her mission, and why she was doing this in the first place, her heart clenched, and she found it harder to breathe.
"So . . . what are you going to do?"
Draco tried desperately hard to break the silence with something that didn't sound too awkward. The situation all seemed so tense, and he didn't like it at all.
"If only I knew Draco, if only . . ."
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'Dear Miss Granger,
By the time this letter reaches you, I shall have made my way towards your home by muggle transport precisely half an hour ago. I have discovered one potion that may help ease the pain for Mr Malfoy, and as you have asked, I have contacted you immediately. Expect me at your doorstep in exactly fifteen minutes.
Yours,
S. Snape.'
Hermione smiled. Snape was coming, with good news too. She hurriedly dressed, making sure she put the gemstone of elements on her wrist before rushing out of her room to try and find Draco. He was sitting in the living room, staring out of the window.
"Draco, I have good news."
He looked at her with blankness and coldness in his blue eyes. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he stared at her. Why could he not have more feeling and emotions? It unnerved her, how he was could feel so calm, even when the people around him weren't, how he could make you feel so cold, and seem as though he didn't care.
"Yes?"
"Professor Snape is coming, hopefully with a potion that can help you feel better," Hermione began slowly. He was still looking at her blankly, as though he was a child that did not understand what she was saying, "That is good news, right?"
Draco sighed and looked back out of the window. "Depends."
Hermione frowned. She had always thought that Draco liked Snape . . . but then again, that was when he wasn't a deatheater, and when all the fellow deatheaters weren't against him, but . . . Snape was one of the few deatheaters that left You-Know-Who, and returned to the good side . . . or at least that's what she thought.
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that I'm not so friendly with deatheaters right now thank you very much," Draco snapped at her. He sighed and put his head in his hands, "I don't care if he betrayed the dark lord. All people who have received the Dark Mark must have some evil still seeping through them . . . even myself."
Hermione heard him gulp, and she felt a sudden urge to hold him tight against her and comfort him, tell him that everything would turn out fine, that the curse would be lifted, and Harry would then save all of them from the clutches of evil. But that was not so, for Hermione was not sure whether this information was true, or not, no matter how much she hoped.
She looked at her watch. It had taken her a while to actually realise the letter had come with the time turner, so she guessed that it would be roundabout the time that Snape should arrive. As if somebody had read her mind, the doorbell rang, signalling the arrival of a visitor.
Draco's eyes followed Hermione, as she got up to open the door.
"Professor! Please do come in, would you like some tea?"
"No thank you," Snape replied, his voice ice cold, and his dark black eyes gleaming with something Hermione couldn't quite see, "I would prefer it if we could get this done quickly Miss Granger. I have more important appointments to attend."
Snape swiftly strode in and sat by Draco, who was still staring out of the window. She sighed and looked at them. Snape placed some sort of vial into Draco's mouth, forcing him to swallow the potion it contained. Draco gulped and made a choking noise, before falling to the floor – unconscious.
Hermione gasped and rushed to Draco's side immediately.
"What did you do?"
"Miss Granger, have you ever heard those muggles of yours rant on about how sleep is so important, because it is the time where your body can heal itself?"
Hermione nodded. She put her hand to Draco's chest and felt it move up and down. That was it - he was asleep. She smiled slightly and looked up into the eyes of her old potions master.
"Thanks you. I'm sure that Draco would be thanking you too, if he were not asleep that is. When shall he awake?"
"Does it matter Miss Granger? I assume that you have no job, and therefore would be quite free for the rest of the day at least. Might I say that I would never have expected you, Hermione Granger, the witch with the highest test scores since Professor Dumbledore himself took the test, would be unemployed after Hogwarts." Snape sneered.
"Professor, keep in mind that it has not been long after my graduation, and that I missed graduation day because of a certain plot that your ex- companions, or at least, I think they are ex companions, had planned. I have not had the time to find work, especially now."
Hermione looked into Snape's eyes with a certain flame within her that she had not felt for a long time. What he had said to her had hit a nerve, for she prided herself in her grades and intelligence. Determination rushed through her, she would show him, show him what she could be.
Suddenly, as Snape looked away, she saw a glint in his eye. Something, something small was hidden behind those cold black eyes of his.
"Miss Granger, you are correct in thinking that they are indeed my EX- companions. I regret taking the Dark Mark, for I was foolish and young. I know very well that you, Mr Potter and Mr Weasley never did believe me, nor the rest of the school, so I do not see the point in me continuing this conversation. Farewell, I shall take the muggle transport out. I believe that the walls of this flat are too thin for me to apparate without suspicion."
But as he began to walk towards the door, Hermione grabbed his arm, pulling him backwards. Snape turned and frowned at her for he could not see, what she could.
Their eyes linked for a second, but a second was all that was needed, for deep within the pupil of Snape's right eye, there was something star shaped and gleaming. Her arm began to vibrate like it had done once before, making Snape vibrate just as Ron had done, only yesterday.
All around her, Hermione could sense that her surroundings were no longer her home, but was a blinding pure whiteness that seemed to be the light of heaven itself. Her feet lifted from the floor, as did Snape's, and, once again, the shimmering 'thing' began to focus, clearer and clearer . . . until finally . . . their feet landed back on the floor, and in between her and Snape, was a small, clear, five sided star crystal. It floated towards her arm, and linked itself to the gemstone of elements.
Snape blinked, shocked, before finally sensing that Hermione's arm was still on his. He wriggled out of her grasp and swiftly walked towards the door.
"Look after Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger, he's been through more than you know."
Hermione nodded, staring at where Snape had been only a few seconds ago. She lifted the sleeve of her shirt and looked at the gemstone of elements tied to her arm. Once again, gold lettering began to appear on the star that had appeared out of Snape's eye.
Its read: 'Honesty'.
It was then that she realised with every gemstone that was collected, she understood more and more about the situation. The stones were set in particular people, and when those people showed signs of what was 'their' gem, it would be revealed. Snape, had indeed shown honesty, more honesty than Hermione had ever known, and maybe even vulnerability.
"Hermione . . ."
She covered the gem once more with her jumper sleeve. Draco was still on the floor, and he looked even paler than usual. His face had lost all colour.
"Draco, I'll carry you to my bed, you'll be a lot more comfortable there."
"Are you . . . sure . . . that . . . Snape can . . . be . . . trusted?"
Hermione smiled slightly as she began to help Draco get on his feet. She nodded, "Of course."
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Hope it wasn't too confusing. I'm sorry if it is, after all, I'm a very confusing person. :- ) Also, sorry it took so long for me to post it – I blame jet lag.
Thanks, hope you can have time to review this!
~me