Remembrance
By: Desiree Conway
Chapter Two: From The Present To The Past
"They say when a butterfly beats its wings; it can create a tornado on the other side of the world. So when's a butterfly supposed beat her wings?"
---Rachel
AN: Yay chappie two! I love this story already! I really do! I have some cool places that this will go. I also want to say thank you to everyone who
reviewed. Means a lot.
Haunted shadows—Thank you for putting Remembrance on your favorite's list.
I'm glad you have that much faith in the story!
Roisin Dubh—thank you as always for your wonderful review. I always look
forward to hearing from you.
Dawn-1---You're right LOL the story will go to some very interesting
places.
Legola Lu---thank you for liking the beginning
Tsk tsk-----I'm updating as fast as possible!!! LOL And you'll have
to keep reading to see whether it will continue to be sad or not
Miriel216---I am really glad you liked the way I outlined everything
Angelfire33---Thank you for being my very first reviewer
I hope all of you and those who have yet to read it enjoy the story.
DEDICATION: To Angelfire33—you were my first reviewer for this fic and I
can't tell you how much that means to me.
Professor McGonagall looked at seventeen year old Hermione Granger with some not-quite-hidden surprise.
"You want me to get you a time turner again Ms. Granger?"
Hermione took a deep breath. "Yes."
"May I inquire why?"
"Because you said yourself that in order to be an Auror there were certain classes that were a must, and I have decided that I want to be an Auror. I need the time turner because I need to take a few extra classes because originally I wasn't going to be an Auror. I wanted to teach here." She said all this very fast and the last part very shyly. McGonagall didn't even try to hide the surprise on her face as she studied her favorite pupil. What she did hide: however, was her rising panic.
"And, why do you want to become an Auror Ms. Granger?" asked the stern Headmistress carefully.
Hermione didn't flinch. "Because I want to be able to do something that will help in the war. I don't want to just sit at home and read books to see if there is something in them that might help people. I know a lot of stuff Professor. With Auror training combined with book smarts I know I could be valuable. I want to help. I want to help Harry. I want to help Ron. I want to help the world. This is the best way I know how to do so."
McGonagall relaxed visibly though Hermione was a little confused at her teacher's reaction. She decided to ignore it.
"Your intentions are very noble Ms. Granger. I will see what I can do. Although I must admit that I will be sorry to lose you as a Professor. I know you would have made a superb one." She smiled warmly at Hermione who returned it.
"Thank you Professor."
"You're welcome."
Hermione joined her friends in the Great Hall for lunch just as the tables miraculously filled with beautifully prepared dishes. Hermione reminded herself to sneak down into the kitchens and thank the house elves. She still hadn't fully given up on S.P.E.W, she had merely changed her approach. Instead of trying to free the house elves that did not want to be freed, she merely expressed extreme appreciation for all they did, which, judging by the way the elves reacted, she might as well have offered them something better than freedom.
"Hey 'Mione", said Harry Potter as he heaped mashed potatoes on his plate. He always ate a lot, especially on the days where he had Quidditch training and matches. Ron was too busy stuffing himself to say anything so he merely nodded in her direction. She grinned at them and sat down in the chair they had saved for her, which was right between them. She looked around at the Gryffindor table. "Where are Ginny and Lavender?" she asked, referring to her best friends' girlfriends. Ron spoke up.
"Lavender decided to go see Professor Trelawny with Parvati and Ginny should be here so—"
"—on" finished a bubbly voice. All of a sudden two tanned, lightly freckled arms wrapped around Harry in an affectionate hug. "Here I am," said Ginny Weasley as she kissed her boyfriend's cheek. Harry smiled warmly at her and affectionately kissed her nose.
"Get a room Harry," said Seamus Finnigan good- naturedly, from where he and his best friend Dean Thomas were sitting, which was directly across from them.
"You're just jealous Seamus", retorted Ginny with a grin.
"Ooooo," Dean said with a playful poke in his friend's ribs. "She got you."
Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Dean burst out laughing at Seamus's fast reddening face.
Harry turned to Hermione once the laughter had died down. "So, what did you want to see McGonagall for 'Mione?"
"Tell you later." She said with significant looks to her three best friends. They nodded in understanding and continued to eat lunch.
"You did what?" asked Ron in disbelief.
"I asked for a time turner."
"But, remember all the stress it caused you during third year?"
"Yes Harry but if you recall it also saved two innocent lives. And besides, I need to take more classes this year anyways."
"Why?" asked Ginny.
"Because I want to become an Auror."
Silence, except for the fire that blazed as cheerfully as it always did in the Gryffindor Common Room, taking away the chill that was given by the cool autumn air, greeted her proclamation. Finally, Ginny spoke.
"Why do you want to be an Auror?"
"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" Hermione said, getting highly annoyed at the reaction of her friends. What was so stunning about her wanting to be an Auror? "I want to help Harry and Ron and the world. And I want to do more than just sit behind a book while everyone else risks their lives."
"You're starting to sound like Sirius." Remarked Harry, sadness coming to his startling emerald eyes. Hermione instantly softened. Ginny slid her arms around his waist. Ron shook his head. "I'm sorry mate." He whispered.
Harry, arms around Ginny, nodded. "It's fine. I just still miss him. Terribly."
"We all do Harry," replied Hermione wondering just why the ache in her heart was more than it should be every time Sirius was mentioned. TBC.....
Sorry guys! I am evil and I know it. I am sorry that this chappie is so short but the original chapter two I felt needed to be divided up. (I'm looking at my outline. ) So anyways stay tuned for Chapter Three: One Good Turn Should Do It. I promise that one will be a little longer.
By: Desiree Conway
Chapter Two: From The Present To The Past
"They say when a butterfly beats its wings; it can create a tornado on the other side of the world. So when's a butterfly supposed beat her wings?"
---Rachel
AN: Yay chappie two! I love this story already! I really do! I have some cool places that this will go. I also want to say thank you to everyone who
reviewed. Means a lot.
Haunted shadows—Thank you for putting Remembrance on your favorite's list.
I'm glad you have that much faith in the story!
Roisin Dubh—thank you as always for your wonderful review. I always look
forward to hearing from you.
Dawn-1---You're right LOL the story will go to some very interesting
places.
Legola Lu---thank you for liking the beginning
Tsk tsk-----I'm updating as fast as possible!!! LOL And you'll have
to keep reading to see whether it will continue to be sad or not
Miriel216---I am really glad you liked the way I outlined everything
Angelfire33---Thank you for being my very first reviewer
I hope all of you and those who have yet to read it enjoy the story.
DEDICATION: To Angelfire33—you were my first reviewer for this fic and I
can't tell you how much that means to me.
Professor McGonagall looked at seventeen year old Hermione Granger with some not-quite-hidden surprise.
"You want me to get you a time turner again Ms. Granger?"
Hermione took a deep breath. "Yes."
"May I inquire why?"
"Because you said yourself that in order to be an Auror there were certain classes that were a must, and I have decided that I want to be an Auror. I need the time turner because I need to take a few extra classes because originally I wasn't going to be an Auror. I wanted to teach here." She said all this very fast and the last part very shyly. McGonagall didn't even try to hide the surprise on her face as she studied her favorite pupil. What she did hide: however, was her rising panic.
"And, why do you want to become an Auror Ms. Granger?" asked the stern Headmistress carefully.
Hermione didn't flinch. "Because I want to be able to do something that will help in the war. I don't want to just sit at home and read books to see if there is something in them that might help people. I know a lot of stuff Professor. With Auror training combined with book smarts I know I could be valuable. I want to help. I want to help Harry. I want to help Ron. I want to help the world. This is the best way I know how to do so."
McGonagall relaxed visibly though Hermione was a little confused at her teacher's reaction. She decided to ignore it.
"Your intentions are very noble Ms. Granger. I will see what I can do. Although I must admit that I will be sorry to lose you as a Professor. I know you would have made a superb one." She smiled warmly at Hermione who returned it.
"Thank you Professor."
"You're welcome."
Hermione joined her friends in the Great Hall for lunch just as the tables miraculously filled with beautifully prepared dishes. Hermione reminded herself to sneak down into the kitchens and thank the house elves. She still hadn't fully given up on S.P.E.W, she had merely changed her approach. Instead of trying to free the house elves that did not want to be freed, she merely expressed extreme appreciation for all they did, which, judging by the way the elves reacted, she might as well have offered them something better than freedom.
"Hey 'Mione", said Harry Potter as he heaped mashed potatoes on his plate. He always ate a lot, especially on the days where he had Quidditch training and matches. Ron was too busy stuffing himself to say anything so he merely nodded in her direction. She grinned at them and sat down in the chair they had saved for her, which was right between them. She looked around at the Gryffindor table. "Where are Ginny and Lavender?" she asked, referring to her best friends' girlfriends. Ron spoke up.
"Lavender decided to go see Professor Trelawny with Parvati and Ginny should be here so—"
"—on" finished a bubbly voice. All of a sudden two tanned, lightly freckled arms wrapped around Harry in an affectionate hug. "Here I am," said Ginny Weasley as she kissed her boyfriend's cheek. Harry smiled warmly at her and affectionately kissed her nose.
"Get a room Harry," said Seamus Finnigan good- naturedly, from where he and his best friend Dean Thomas were sitting, which was directly across from them.
"You're just jealous Seamus", retorted Ginny with a grin.
"Ooooo," Dean said with a playful poke in his friend's ribs. "She got you."
Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Dean burst out laughing at Seamus's fast reddening face.
Harry turned to Hermione once the laughter had died down. "So, what did you want to see McGonagall for 'Mione?"
"Tell you later." She said with significant looks to her three best friends. They nodded in understanding and continued to eat lunch.
"You did what?" asked Ron in disbelief.
"I asked for a time turner."
"But, remember all the stress it caused you during third year?"
"Yes Harry but if you recall it also saved two innocent lives. And besides, I need to take more classes this year anyways."
"Why?" asked Ginny.
"Because I want to become an Auror."
Silence, except for the fire that blazed as cheerfully as it always did in the Gryffindor Common Room, taking away the chill that was given by the cool autumn air, greeted her proclamation. Finally, Ginny spoke.
"Why do you want to be an Auror?"
"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" Hermione said, getting highly annoyed at the reaction of her friends. What was so stunning about her wanting to be an Auror? "I want to help Harry and Ron and the world. And I want to do more than just sit behind a book while everyone else risks their lives."
"You're starting to sound like Sirius." Remarked Harry, sadness coming to his startling emerald eyes. Hermione instantly softened. Ginny slid her arms around his waist. Ron shook his head. "I'm sorry mate." He whispered.
Harry, arms around Ginny, nodded. "It's fine. I just still miss him. Terribly."
"We all do Harry," replied Hermione wondering just why the ache in her heart was more than it should be every time Sirius was mentioned. TBC.....
Sorry guys! I am evil and I know it. I am sorry that this chappie is so short but the original chapter two I felt needed to be divided up. (I'm looking at my outline. ) So anyways stay tuned for Chapter Three: One Good Turn Should Do It. I promise that one will be a little longer.