AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ok, still hopin for more reviews, but u can't have
everything. At this point, I have a very rough idea of where this is
going, but nothing is set in stone. It will eventually become a H/Hr fan
fic, but eventually is the key word. Hermione will try to distance herself
from Harry and Ron for a while, but there will still be many emotions
expressed through the trio and near confessions. So sit back and enjoy
Chapter Four.
CHAPTER FOUR: Dumbledore's Army
RECAP: She had been thinking of the prophecy at that moment and
realized that she wouldn't have a future. 'What's the use in working
for this career if I'm never going to make it past this year?' She
drowned in her thoughts of death until her tears put her to sleep.
Hermione sat up straight in her bed. She had awoken form a horrible nightmare. She found herself in a cold sweat. Hermione recollected her dream.
Lord Voldemort had cornered Harry and herself inside a dark, rundown house. It had a familiarity to it, however she couldn't pinpoint the exact location. Voldemort had had his out wand, pointing straight at Hermione's heart. Ron lay on the floor seemingly unconscious. Harry had pulled Hermione behind him, his wand ready to defend himself. Lord Voldemort yelled 'Crucio!' and Harry writhed in pain. She watched in terror as Harry sank to the floor. Voldemort stopped. He had a sinister look on his face. He turned his gaze onto Hermione. An evil grin appeared on his face before shouting 'Prepare to die, Miss Granger. Avada Kadav-'
Hermione had woken up at that point. A shiver ran down her spine. She sat there, terrified for what seemed like hours. It was still quite early, but she decided to walk down to the common room and sit by the fire.
When she reached the bottom step to the common room, she noticed someone with messy black hair and glasses sitting by the fire, reading a piece of parchment in her favorite chair. She slowly walked toward Harry, as not to disturb him. When she reached his side, her looked up into her pale face.
"Hermione? What's wrong?"
"I had a-I mean nothing," she said quickly.
Harry raised an eyebrow. He moved over in the overstuffed chair and held an arm out for her to sit next to him. He seemed very concerned.
"No Harry, it's alright, I'm fine," Hermione said slowly. She sat in a the chair opposite him.
"Hermione, you're very pale, are.are you sure you're OK?"
"I'm fine Harry, really. What is that you're reading?"
Harry still had a concerned loom on his face, however he answered her question. "It's a letter from Dumbledore. He wants me to continue with the DA." He handed her the letter.
"Harry this is wonderful," Hermione said, obviously trying to sound more cheerful. "It says here that you will be able to chose a second teacher.and you get a salary?"
"Ya, I was hoping you'd take the job with me," Harry answered. "It was your idea to start it in the first place."
Hermione was surprised but this emotion never reached her face. She still looked depressed.
"Well, I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to. You were just the only person I could think of that I'd want to work with me and-"
Hermione had hugged him. "Harry, that would great. I can't wait."
Ron seemed to have clambered down the stairs at that exact moment because they heard their friend say sleepily, "Ahem, and what are you two doing down here at three o'clock in the morning?" Ron had just realized that they were in eachother's arms on Harry's chair. "Er.maybe I should go back to bed." he said sarcastically.
"Ron!" Hermione got up and hit him playfully upside the head.
"I was just telling Hermione about this note I got from Hedwig a few hours ago." Harry handed Ron the note.
"Cool. So who you gonna pick as a co-teacher?" Ron said hopefully.
"Er, well, I had actually asked Hermione. Sorry Ron. I just figured that Hermione should get to help because it was her idea in the first place and- "
"No problem mate, that's fine. I understand." Ron interrupted sounding a little disappointed. He collected himself and said sincerely, "Congrats Hermione. The DA'll be great this year. I can't wait."
Ron continued, "Well, I'm going to get some more sleep. See you in a few hours."
"K, mate. You get some rest. You can come join us in the library later on today to help se up lesson plans if you want."
A grin appeared on Ron's face, "Thanks, Harry." He turned and walked up the stairs to his room.
"That was very nice of you to do that Harry," Hermione said.
"What? About Ron? Oh, that was nothing. I was a little disappointed when Dumbledore said I could only choose one person, but I guess he has his reasons."
"Yeah, I guess so," Hermione said. "How about we visit Hagrid later today too. We haven't seen him yet this year."
"You're right Hermione, we haven't. Sure, that sounds good. We'll see if we can have lunch in his hut and then we'll do some research in the library."
"Do my ears deceive me? Is Harry Potter wanting to go to the library?" Hermione said playfully.
Harry had an awkward grin on his face. "So what if I do? What are you going to do about it?" Harry grabbed two pillows from a couch. He tossed one to Hermione. "M'lady.we fight." He bowed and chuckled.
Hermione curtsied and chucked the pillow at Harry's face. She burst out laughing. Harry had been caught off guard and stumbled backwards, falling onto the floor. She ran over to Harry, still laughing and held out a hand for him.
He took her hand and said chuckling 'Prepare to die, Ms. Granger.' Before hitting her over the head with it. She had been in a daze after he had said this last sentence and fell onto the floor next to him. She slowly got up with a terrified look on her face.
"Hermione? Are you OK? 'Mione? 'Mione talk to me. What's wrong?"
Hermione just sat there staring at nothing in particular.
"Hermione?"
She shook herself out of the daze at the sound of her name. "What? Huh? Oh, Harry I'm sorry. I, I have to go. I'll see you at breakfast."
Hermione ran upstairs to her dormitory, closed the door, and fell onto her bed, tears putting her to sleep for a second time. Harry stayed on the floor for quite some time, trying to figure out what had just happened.
A/N: That's all for now. Hope ya liked it. Pleez R&R!! ::grovels at your feet:: lol. Lata!!
CHAPTER FOUR: Dumbledore's Army
RECAP: She had been thinking of the prophecy at that moment and
realized that she wouldn't have a future. 'What's the use in working
for this career if I'm never going to make it past this year?' She
drowned in her thoughts of death until her tears put her to sleep.
Hermione sat up straight in her bed. She had awoken form a horrible nightmare. She found herself in a cold sweat. Hermione recollected her dream.
Lord Voldemort had cornered Harry and herself inside a dark, rundown house. It had a familiarity to it, however she couldn't pinpoint the exact location. Voldemort had had his out wand, pointing straight at Hermione's heart. Ron lay on the floor seemingly unconscious. Harry had pulled Hermione behind him, his wand ready to defend himself. Lord Voldemort yelled 'Crucio!' and Harry writhed in pain. She watched in terror as Harry sank to the floor. Voldemort stopped. He had a sinister look on his face. He turned his gaze onto Hermione. An evil grin appeared on his face before shouting 'Prepare to die, Miss Granger. Avada Kadav-'
Hermione had woken up at that point. A shiver ran down her spine. She sat there, terrified for what seemed like hours. It was still quite early, but she decided to walk down to the common room and sit by the fire.
When she reached the bottom step to the common room, she noticed someone with messy black hair and glasses sitting by the fire, reading a piece of parchment in her favorite chair. She slowly walked toward Harry, as not to disturb him. When she reached his side, her looked up into her pale face.
"Hermione? What's wrong?"
"I had a-I mean nothing," she said quickly.
Harry raised an eyebrow. He moved over in the overstuffed chair and held an arm out for her to sit next to him. He seemed very concerned.
"No Harry, it's alright, I'm fine," Hermione said slowly. She sat in a the chair opposite him.
"Hermione, you're very pale, are.are you sure you're OK?"
"I'm fine Harry, really. What is that you're reading?"
Harry still had a concerned loom on his face, however he answered her question. "It's a letter from Dumbledore. He wants me to continue with the DA." He handed her the letter.
"Harry this is wonderful," Hermione said, obviously trying to sound more cheerful. "It says here that you will be able to chose a second teacher.and you get a salary?"
"Ya, I was hoping you'd take the job with me," Harry answered. "It was your idea to start it in the first place."
Hermione was surprised but this emotion never reached her face. She still looked depressed.
"Well, I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to. You were just the only person I could think of that I'd want to work with me and-"
Hermione had hugged him. "Harry, that would great. I can't wait."
Ron seemed to have clambered down the stairs at that exact moment because they heard their friend say sleepily, "Ahem, and what are you two doing down here at three o'clock in the morning?" Ron had just realized that they were in eachother's arms on Harry's chair. "Er.maybe I should go back to bed." he said sarcastically.
"Ron!" Hermione got up and hit him playfully upside the head.
"I was just telling Hermione about this note I got from Hedwig a few hours ago." Harry handed Ron the note.
"Cool. So who you gonna pick as a co-teacher?" Ron said hopefully.
"Er, well, I had actually asked Hermione. Sorry Ron. I just figured that Hermione should get to help because it was her idea in the first place and- "
"No problem mate, that's fine. I understand." Ron interrupted sounding a little disappointed. He collected himself and said sincerely, "Congrats Hermione. The DA'll be great this year. I can't wait."
Ron continued, "Well, I'm going to get some more sleep. See you in a few hours."
"K, mate. You get some rest. You can come join us in the library later on today to help se up lesson plans if you want."
A grin appeared on Ron's face, "Thanks, Harry." He turned and walked up the stairs to his room.
"That was very nice of you to do that Harry," Hermione said.
"What? About Ron? Oh, that was nothing. I was a little disappointed when Dumbledore said I could only choose one person, but I guess he has his reasons."
"Yeah, I guess so," Hermione said. "How about we visit Hagrid later today too. We haven't seen him yet this year."
"You're right Hermione, we haven't. Sure, that sounds good. We'll see if we can have lunch in his hut and then we'll do some research in the library."
"Do my ears deceive me? Is Harry Potter wanting to go to the library?" Hermione said playfully.
Harry had an awkward grin on his face. "So what if I do? What are you going to do about it?" Harry grabbed two pillows from a couch. He tossed one to Hermione. "M'lady.we fight." He bowed and chuckled.
Hermione curtsied and chucked the pillow at Harry's face. She burst out laughing. Harry had been caught off guard and stumbled backwards, falling onto the floor. She ran over to Harry, still laughing and held out a hand for him.
He took her hand and said chuckling 'Prepare to die, Ms. Granger.' Before hitting her over the head with it. She had been in a daze after he had said this last sentence and fell onto the floor next to him. She slowly got up with a terrified look on her face.
"Hermione? Are you OK? 'Mione? 'Mione talk to me. What's wrong?"
Hermione just sat there staring at nothing in particular.
"Hermione?"
She shook herself out of the daze at the sound of her name. "What? Huh? Oh, Harry I'm sorry. I, I have to go. I'll see you at breakfast."
Hermione ran upstairs to her dormitory, closed the door, and fell onto her bed, tears putting her to sleep for a second time. Harry stayed on the floor for quite some time, trying to figure out what had just happened.
A/N: That's all for now. Hope ya liked it. Pleez R&R!! ::grovels at your feet:: lol. Lata!!