Invisible Hero: Chapter 5
By: Teenlaunch
Katie- Thank you for your review. I'm glad I got you interested. Please keep reading.
BoogityWhup14- I'm glad you like it. By the way, D/Hr rules!
zenni- I'll see what I can do.
Amy85- Thank you so much for repeatedly reviewing, unlike some people I could mention...
Luthein- I was really just going for rebels, but I might change that.
MajorFanFic- Why, thank you Watson, for pointing that out.
PheonixDreamer- I hope you like where I go with it. If you don't it is okay.
a/n: Okay people, I don't know when the next chapter is coming out but I hope it's before the end of next week. In case it isn't I want to tell everyone not to expect anything for a couple weeks. Thanks, fifth installment!
Once Hermione was in the Gryffindor common room she was bombarded with questions. (Imagine that!)
"What happened?!"
"How did you get away?"
"I saw you floating!"
"How'd you do it?"
"Floating!"
"Stop! I don't know how I got away! I don't know what happened! Stop asking!" Hermione went into her room, sat on her bed, and picked up a book. After a few minutes, the door creaked open and shut quietly as it could on its old hinges. "If that's a nosy Gryffindor girl I'm going to ring her neck. I'm not in the mood," Hermione said loud enough for the newcomer to hear. When the person beside the door didn't move Hermione looked up and saw a young house elf standing by the door. "Well, hello, sorry that I said that I just thought...Never mind," Hermione said and the house elf started shuffling its feet. "Who are you?" The elf shifted its hands that were behind its back.
"O-Octavia," the elf squeaked. "I-I was sent to yous by a boy. He says to give yous this." The little elf came over to Hermione's bedside and handed her a yellow rose that had been behind her back. A note was attached to its stem. Octavia hurried to the door.
"Wait, Octavia!" The elf stopped. "Can you do me a favor?"
"Maybe, Miss, it depends." Octavia started shuffling her feet again.
"Can you tell me who gave you this?"
"Oh, no, Miss! No! He would be very angry! If there is something else that I cans do for yous then I will do it."
"Could you take him a message?"
"Yes, Miss. That is what I has been doing a lot of lately for him. I can certainly dos it for yous!" Hermione started scribbling on a piece of discarded paper and looked up at Octavia as she folded it.
"Do you mean to tell me that you are the one who has been delivering all his messages?" Hermione handed Octavia her note.
"Oh, yes; he is very kind. I don't know whys he always picks me. And every time he comes in Dobby busies hisself with something else." Octavia went to the door again. "I will bes glad to give him your message, Miss."
"I have a feeling you might be doing it for a while, Octavia...might." Octavia raced out the door and left Hermione alone. Hermione detached the note from the rose and unfolded it carefully.
Dear Hermione,
You gave me quite a scare this afternoon. I dare say I gave you one too. Sorry about that. I must cut this letter short. I can hear someone coming. I'll be seeing you, but you won't see me.
Sincerely,
Invisible Hero
Hermione smiled to herself as she heard her door creak open again. Octavia appeared. "That was fast."
"Of course, Miss. He is not too hard to finds." Octavia handed her a letter.
"How come everyone seems to know who he is except me?" Hermione asked.
"I am not knowing who he is, Miss. Well, I know what he looks like, but not his name," Octavia stuttered as Hermione gave her a suspicious look.
"You're lying, but if he told you not to tell I won't ask you for his name again, alright?" Octavia nodded. Hermione unfolded the paper.
Meet me in the Astronomy Tower tomorrow night, sometime after 10. I am sorry if I get there late.
"Hm, thank you, Octavia. I'll see you later." The little elf beamed and disappeared. "Oh, joy...Saturday I have to Hogsmead with Madam Pomfrey and McGonagall and then make it back in time to meet him in the Astronomy Tower." Hermione fell back on her bed.
*
"Ready to go?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Not really," Hermione said. Madam Pomfrey rolled her eyes.
"Too bad!" McGonagall said. "We're getting you dresses for the Masquerade Ball and the Christmas Ball."
"And," Madam Pomfrey interrupted, "we are getting you some more everyday clothes."
"In other words, you're getting me a new wardrobe."
"More or less," McGonagall said, shrugging.
"Let's get going!" Madam Pomfrey said as she dragged Hermione to a carriage.
*
Hermione sighed as she looked around at the racks of dresses.
"Come on, Hermione. If you don't look you won't find anything!" Madam Pomfrey flitted around.
"Exactly," Hermione said as she was dragged to a rack by McGonagall.
"I bet you just think we won't like anything you pick, but it's up to you what you get."
"You mean it?" McGonagall nodded and Hermione walked to a different part of the store.
"I guess she didn't like any of the dresses I picked," Madam Pomfrey said dejectedly.
"Honestly, I didn't either." McGonagall laughed. "Poppy, she's sixteen! You could not have expected her to pick any of those!"
"No, really, I didn't."
*
Hermione emerged from the store smiling brightly. "Thank goodness they deliver their dresses!"
"Now we can get on to other things."
"Other things?" Hermione turned to madam Pomfrey.
"Accessories!"
I know, that was a pitiful chapter. Nothing happened! Anyway, remember that I won't be updating for a while.
Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not men, because you know that the Lord will reward everyone for whatever good he does, whether he is slave or free.
-Ephesians 6:7-8
Thanks for reviewing everyone! I'll be seeing you, but you won't see me. ~Teenlaunch~
By: Teenlaunch
Katie- Thank you for your review. I'm glad I got you interested. Please keep reading.
BoogityWhup14- I'm glad you like it. By the way, D/Hr rules!
zenni- I'll see what I can do.
Amy85- Thank you so much for repeatedly reviewing, unlike some people I could mention...
Luthein- I was really just going for rebels, but I might change that.
MajorFanFic- Why, thank you Watson, for pointing that out.
PheonixDreamer- I hope you like where I go with it. If you don't it is okay.
a/n: Okay people, I don't know when the next chapter is coming out but I hope it's before the end of next week. In case it isn't I want to tell everyone not to expect anything for a couple weeks. Thanks, fifth installment!
Once Hermione was in the Gryffindor common room she was bombarded with questions. (Imagine that!)
"What happened?!"
"How did you get away?"
"I saw you floating!"
"How'd you do it?"
"Floating!"
"Stop! I don't know how I got away! I don't know what happened! Stop asking!" Hermione went into her room, sat on her bed, and picked up a book. After a few minutes, the door creaked open and shut quietly as it could on its old hinges. "If that's a nosy Gryffindor girl I'm going to ring her neck. I'm not in the mood," Hermione said loud enough for the newcomer to hear. When the person beside the door didn't move Hermione looked up and saw a young house elf standing by the door. "Well, hello, sorry that I said that I just thought...Never mind," Hermione said and the house elf started shuffling its feet. "Who are you?" The elf shifted its hands that were behind its back.
"O-Octavia," the elf squeaked. "I-I was sent to yous by a boy. He says to give yous this." The little elf came over to Hermione's bedside and handed her a yellow rose that had been behind her back. A note was attached to its stem. Octavia hurried to the door.
"Wait, Octavia!" The elf stopped. "Can you do me a favor?"
"Maybe, Miss, it depends." Octavia started shuffling her feet again.
"Can you tell me who gave you this?"
"Oh, no, Miss! No! He would be very angry! If there is something else that I cans do for yous then I will do it."
"Could you take him a message?"
"Yes, Miss. That is what I has been doing a lot of lately for him. I can certainly dos it for yous!" Hermione started scribbling on a piece of discarded paper and looked up at Octavia as she folded it.
"Do you mean to tell me that you are the one who has been delivering all his messages?" Hermione handed Octavia her note.
"Oh, yes; he is very kind. I don't know whys he always picks me. And every time he comes in Dobby busies hisself with something else." Octavia went to the door again. "I will bes glad to give him your message, Miss."
"I have a feeling you might be doing it for a while, Octavia...might." Octavia raced out the door and left Hermione alone. Hermione detached the note from the rose and unfolded it carefully.
Dear Hermione,
You gave me quite a scare this afternoon. I dare say I gave you one too. Sorry about that. I must cut this letter short. I can hear someone coming. I'll be seeing you, but you won't see me.
Sincerely,
Invisible Hero
Hermione smiled to herself as she heard her door creak open again. Octavia appeared. "That was fast."
"Of course, Miss. He is not too hard to finds." Octavia handed her a letter.
"How come everyone seems to know who he is except me?" Hermione asked.
"I am not knowing who he is, Miss. Well, I know what he looks like, but not his name," Octavia stuttered as Hermione gave her a suspicious look.
"You're lying, but if he told you not to tell I won't ask you for his name again, alright?" Octavia nodded. Hermione unfolded the paper.
Meet me in the Astronomy Tower tomorrow night, sometime after 10. I am sorry if I get there late.
"Hm, thank you, Octavia. I'll see you later." The little elf beamed and disappeared. "Oh, joy...Saturday I have to Hogsmead with Madam Pomfrey and McGonagall and then make it back in time to meet him in the Astronomy Tower." Hermione fell back on her bed.
*
"Ready to go?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"Not really," Hermione said. Madam Pomfrey rolled her eyes.
"Too bad!" McGonagall said. "We're getting you dresses for the Masquerade Ball and the Christmas Ball."
"And," Madam Pomfrey interrupted, "we are getting you some more everyday clothes."
"In other words, you're getting me a new wardrobe."
"More or less," McGonagall said, shrugging.
"Let's get going!" Madam Pomfrey said as she dragged Hermione to a carriage.
*
Hermione sighed as she looked around at the racks of dresses.
"Come on, Hermione. If you don't look you won't find anything!" Madam Pomfrey flitted around.
"Exactly," Hermione said as she was dragged to a rack by McGonagall.
"I bet you just think we won't like anything you pick, but it's up to you what you get."
"You mean it?" McGonagall nodded and Hermione walked to a different part of the store.
"I guess she didn't like any of the dresses I picked," Madam Pomfrey said dejectedly.
"Honestly, I didn't either." McGonagall laughed. "Poppy, she's sixteen! You could not have expected her to pick any of those!"
"No, really, I didn't."
*
Hermione emerged from the store smiling brightly. "Thank goodness they deliver their dresses!"
"Now we can get on to other things."
"Other things?" Hermione turned to madam Pomfrey.
"Accessories!"
I know, that was a pitiful chapter. Nothing happened! Anyway, remember that I won't be updating for a while.
Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not men, because you know that the Lord will reward everyone for whatever good he does, whether he is slave or free.
-Ephesians 6:7-8
Thanks for reviewing everyone! I'll be seeing you, but you won't see me. ~Teenlaunch~