Hey everyone. I hoped you liked the last chapter. I'm trying to get everything up as soon as I can because after Jan 3rd you're going to have to wait till about Feb before I can get anything up again…boarding away from home can suck sometimes. Here's chappie 3…enjoy.
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Hatred in a box – I'm glad you like it
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Summer passed very quickly, until it was the morning of September first, and Hermione was excited almost to the point of immobility, so Amelie took over, which is why Hermione didn't have a say in what Amelie put on.
For Amelie, it was a normal outfit. A black cord pleated miniskirt, a red 'rock' t-shirt with wide shoulders but no sleeves, a black jacket/blazer thing, and nearly-knee high suede boots, that weren't baggy, per se, they just werent skin tight. They had pointy toes and three-inch stilletto heels. She left her robes open over the top of them, and Snape nearly choked when he saw her at breakfast. She had been eating at the staff table, simply because she was the only student there, and both Amelie and Hermione found it both interesting and amusing. The things she heard…she could do some serious blackmailing. Or rather, Harry and Ron could, if she were to let it slip. Unfortunately she couldn't really do that, because the teachers would know exactly who told them, which kind of spoiled the effect.
For Hermione, the outfit was more than a little daring. Admittedly, this body was as close to gorgeous as she was likely to get, with great legs, a flat stomach, and a good figure in general, she wasn't used to dressing this way, to acting like she was beautiful. Hermione had always been of the more 'retiring beauty' type, beautiful without realising, which made her even more attractive. Amelie made people look at her, then made them accept that she was beautiful.
The day passed agonisingly slowly for Hermione, waiting for the train to arrive. But finally, at ten at night, with the sun completely set and dark spilled over the country, she went down to the station with Hagrid and Snape. Dumbledore had given the Snape the job of accompanying Hermione down to the station, because Hagrid wasn't meant to be doing magic, plus he'd be in charge of the first years should anything untoward happen. Hermione had pointed out that if something did happen, it would look bad if Snape was there, with her. Especially if he had to start attacking deatheaters. Dumbledore had sent him anyway.
So he sat on the bench in the darkness, while Hermione paced along the platform, the lanterns along the platform making her shadow jump on the concrete.
"You pacing isnt going to make them come any quicker." He pointed out.
"Gives me something to do." Hermione replied, still pacing.
"Stop. It's giving me a headache."
"Poor uncle Sevy." Amelie answered with a smile. Hermione sulked at her loss of power.
You'll have to give it back when they arrive, you know.
I know. I just cant resist goading him.
I noticed. Hermione said dryly. Then she snatched control back.
"It's here!" she shrieked, running down the platform and jumping up and down, despite wearing stilletto heels.
"Miss Granger, please. Calm down." Snape implored. Hermione ignored him as the train slowed to a stop and she bounced on the balls of her feet.
Student poured out of the train, laughing and shouting, until finally, they came out.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione launched herself towards them, hugging them tightly and kissing them each on the cheek.
"Hey 'Mione! You look so different!" Harry held her at arms length and Ron frowned. Then Harry hugged her again.
"I'm just so glad you're okay! We were really worried! Why are deatheaters after you?" he asked quietly.
"I'll tell you all that later. And I'm fine, I spent the summer at Hogwarts, but we just didn't want Voldemort to know that." Hermione said with a grin.
Yeah, and you enjoyed being the subject of mystery for once. Amelie added.
"Well, if it isnt Potty and Weasel reunited with their girlfriend." A voice drawled. Ron and Harry flanked Hermione protectively, wands out, but Hermione hurriedly pushed them down, aware of the presence of Snape behind them. Malfoy looked her up and down slowly and obviously, then he raised an eyebrow.
"Like what you see?" Amelie asked with a smirk. She couldn't resist, and Hermione sighed in frustration.
"Maybe." Malfoy returned, crossing his arms and looking incredibly sexy.
"Well, I'm afraid that I'm way too expensive for you, with all daddy's money. Sorry." Amelie smirked again, then turned away from him to urge Harry and Ron to forget it and go up to the castle with her, when Malfoy grabbed her shoulder and whirled her back to face him, his face contorted in fury.
"Mudblood! How dare you-"
"Watch it, Malfoy." Amelie said sweetly, almost childishly. "I think your robes are on fire." She bit her lip and looked up at Malfoy through her eyelashes invitingly, then she turned and walked off, linking arms with Harry and Ron and pulling them with her.
I cant believe you just did that! Not only did you flirt with Malfoy, you nearly set his robes on fire! Hermione exclaimed.
I told you I enjoy flirting, and he really pissed me off. But he is fuckably sexy though, isnt he?
It's Malfoy!
You may be enemies but you're not blind! Amelie shot back. Here, you have control back, before they suspect anything.
I think it's a bit late for that. Hermione grumbled.
"'Mione? Are you alright?" Harry asked. Hermione shrugged.
"Yeah. Why?"
"You're acting a bit strange, that's all."
"Yeah, well. Being locked up in a castle all summer with do that to you."
"Miss Granger, I see you've found your…friends. I'll leave you to the odious job of catching up with them." Snape said. Hermione nodded.
"Okay, sir. Thanks."
Snape smirked and walked off.
"What's that about?" Ron asked, staring at Snape's retreating back.
"Dumbledore told him to come down and keep an eye on me, just in case anything untoward happened."
"Poor you." Harry said sympathetically.
"We kinda ignored each other. It wasn't too bad. So how was your summer?" Hermione asked.
Ron and Harry launched into a long tale that Hermione was sure was fascinating, apart from the fact she was having a staring competition with the slighted Mr Malfoy. To her glee, he turned away first, and she ws able to tune into the last three minutes of Harry and Ron's story long enough to summarise the entire thing.
They got into a carriage, and the boys finally spotted the Head Girl's badge on the front of Hermione's robes.
"Congratulations Hermione!" Ginny said before any of them had a chance, scrambling into the carriage just as it started moving. "I heard you got Head Girl! Why weren't you on the train?"
"I stayed at Hogwarts for the summer because deatheaters kept staking out my house."
"I heard." Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "A bunch of aurors went and cleared them out, and your parents went back to the house about a week later. We had to convince them you were okay…though we hadnt the slightest idea where you were."
"Well, I was here." Hermione said with a grin.
"Do you know who the Head Boy is?" Ginny asked. Hermione nodded.
"Yeah…Malfoy. I have to share a suite-thingy with him."
"The bastard!" Ron burst out. Hermione gave him a cool look and he calmed down.
"Good points…he's very hot." Ginny said thoughtfully. "Bad points…he's a git, rude, annoying, spoilt…I think you'll do alright." Hermione laughed.
I like her. Amelie commented.
Good. You'll be seeing a lot of her. Hermione answered. Amelie laughed.
Ginny gave Hermione a strange look as Hermione seemed rather dazed. "Hermione, are you alright?"
"Sorry." Hermione brought herself back to reality. "Just thinking." Ginny gave her another funny look.
She knows. Amelie said with a mental shrug.
But…
She's been possessed before as well, you know. And this isnt precisely possession, but its bloody close. She knows that something's going on with you and she's going to insist you tell her.
Can we?
If she can be trusted to tell no-one else. And that includes Potter and Ron.
They cant know because…
Because Potter's got a streak of 'hero-impulse' in him that would insist on him trying to work out a way to free you from my evil grasp…so to speak. Hermione nodded.
"I'm starving!" Ron said, his stomach grumbling. He looked longingly at the castle that was fast approaching. "Do you think they'll let us eat before the sorting?"
"No." Hermione said flatly. Ron groaned.
"But why?"
"Because they think welcoming new students is more important than feeding old students. And anyway. Where would the new ones sit if they hadnt been sorted?"
"She's got a point, Ron." Harry agreed.
"I always have a point." Hermione added. Harry grinned, and the carriages stopped. Everyone jumped out and headed for the castle, but Ginny pulled Hermione back.
"We need to talk. There's something going on and I want you to tell me." Hermione nodded.
"After the feast you can come up to my room and we'll talk. But don't tell anyone else. This is secret."
"Not Ron and Harry?" Ginny sounded surprised.
"No. Not yet, anyway." Hermione said. Ginny nodded, and the two of them went in to the Great Hall.
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After dinner, Ginny went with Hermione up to the Head Girl/Boy quarters, and from there to Hermione's room, where she locked the door and shut the window.
"What's going on Hermione?" Ginny asked, watching Hermione seal the room with silencing charms.
"What I'm going to tell you cannot be spread around." Hermione said, turning to look at Ginny. "You have to understand this must, must stay secret. You can't tell anyone. Especially not your diary." Hermione added. Ginny smiled.
"Alright. What I hear doesn't leave this room."
"Good."
Can we trust her? Amelie asked.
Yes.
Alright.
"Over the summer…" Hermione was trying to think of a good way to say this.
You could just say you were murdered. Amelie said unhelpfully.
"Over the summer, I was walking down an alley because I was late to a friend's party and it was a shortcut. I hadnt seen her in ages, and I really wanted to be on time. There was another girl coming towards me and there was a guy behind her, he killed her." Ginny gasped. "I tried to warn her, but before I had a chance…well. I was killed too. I don't know how or why, but I woke up in this body, which is a mixture of my old body and hers." Hermione paused.
"Aside from having a mixed body, I also share the body with the girl."
Just the girl? Amelie asked, sounding insulted.
"What's her name?" Ginny asked, looking a cross of horrified and curious.
"Amelie…"
"It rings a bell." Ginny said thoughtfully.
Can I talk now? Amelie asked. Hermione gave her control.
"Amelie Voldemort is my name." Ginny scrambled backwards, but Amelie didn't move. It was clear that Hermione was no longer in control, and Ginny could pick out all the differences. The voice was different…Amelie's voice was deeper, softer, crueler. She stood differently as well, Hermione had been tense, prepared for Ginny's disgust and fear. Amelie was stood with all the loose relaxation of a panther watching prey. "As Hermione says, I was joined with her when both she and I were murdered middle July. We went back to her house, which was surrounded by deatheaters the following day. We escaped and arranged for her parents to stay at a hotel. We went to London and met Lupin, and Dumbledore joined us. We went to Hogwarts and spent the rest of the summer there."
Ginny was staring, wide eyed, at the girl who was supposedly second in viciousness and cruelty only to Voldemort.
"Ignore the hype about me." Amelie said with a disarming smile. "I grew up with a family who did not really hate muggles, though they acted like they did. But in the end, it meant that I don't really hate muggles that much anyway, something my father was not pleased to discover."
"I can imagine."
"But he's still looking for me Ginny. That's why no one can know. If he finds me, he'll tear Hogwarts apart to get at me. I cant let that happen."
"You actually care." Ginny sounded shocked. Amelie nodded.
"And there's another thing, since I'm telling you everything. Amelie shrugged off her robes and her blazer/jacket, then pulled off her shirt, so she was wearing the plain black bra with silver sparkles and her skirt and boots. She turned, and Ginny could see the main part of the Pheonix tattoo on her back. "It's a symbol for a reality." Amelie said without turning around. She pulled the red shirt back on again. "I have a pheonix spirit living in this body, Ginny. A real, burning, pheonix spirit." Amelie turned around again, and held out her hand, which immediately caught fire. Ginny jumped a little. Amelie laughed quietly. "It's perfectly safe for me, Gin. Am I allowed to call you that?" Ginny nodded soundlessly. "It would hurt anyone else, though." Amelie sat on the bed, noticing that as she did so that Ginny edged away.
"Why are you so scared of me, Ginny?"
"You're His daughter!"
"I am. But my mother…my mother was a good witch. She was…well, she was a muggleborn witch herself, but she was a good person…I don't know what happened, but soon after I was born she escaped my father and married someone else…I have a half brother…but he doesn't know…"
"Who? Do I know him?" Ginny asked. Amelie stared at Ginny.
You've told her this much. Hermione pointed out.
But this is personal to her. Can I trust her with it? Amelie asked.
"You can trust me, you know. I know this much, and I promised none of this would leave the room." Ginny said.
"Fine. My mother was Lily Evans…Harry's my half brother. Its one of the reasons Voldemort went after the Potters…because Lily left him for James. I think my father thought she loved him…I don't know how, what or why." Ginny's hands were over her mouth.
"Oh Merlin." Ginny breathed.
"You musnt tell anyone." Amelie said. Ginny shook her head.
"I wouldn't, even if I could. Harry…Lily…No. it's better if he doesn't know."
"I'm glad you agree with me." Amelie said with a smile. Then she backed off and let Hermione have control again.
"Are you alright, Gin?" Hermione asked. Ginny looked a little stunned.
"It's a lot to take on." Ginny said finally. Hermione nodded.
"I know what you mean." Hermione said. "And you only have to know about it. I have to share a body with her!"
Hey!
Sorry.
Hmm.
"Truce, then, at least with Amelie. I don't trust her, but I'll keep the secret, and I wont be totally closed-minded about it." Ginny offered.
So kind. Amelie said, sarcasm dripping from her words.
"She agrees." Hermione said with a smile. Amelie rolled her eyes. Ginny smiled.
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