Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the characters and setting
A/N: I did it, I came up with a second chapter and chapters three and four are in the works. A huge thank you for my reviewer, phoenixtear19.
Chapter Two
As I enter the library I am momentarily awed by the grandeur of the immense room. Easily my favorite place at Hogwarts, the library has impressed me with the amount of knowledge available. Hundreds of years of accounts collected for others to master. If ever I needed guidance it was now. What Malfoy has proposed will become his undoing. A rare opportunity for me to change the minds of the wizarding community and prevent my fellow classmates from turning into death eaters. If I can convince my misguided and feudal minded brethren to remove their superiority complex and accept that they are no more important then another witch and wizard then maybe I can convince them that persecution of their fellow classmates should cease. If I can change the pureblood's minds then maybe, just maybe, I can convince them to emancipate house elfs. First, I need to convince my classmates that blood does not matter and to do that I must unlock the key inspiration from this library. I know the answer remains hidden here. Within these shelves the inspiring words I need are entombed. After taking a huge cleansing breath to brace myself for what lies ahead I embark on my journey of discovery.
My first stop consists of a visit to the librarian, Madame Pince. The good witch that she is shares with me a love for seeking knowledge, the written word, and Hogwarts A History. Madame Pince has worked here so long she must know where every type of book resides. As I approach her she looks up, recognizes me and smiles.
"Well hello Hermoine, no class this afternoon?" asks Madame Pince with a mixture of happiness and curiosity.
"No Madame Pince I do not have a class this afternoon."
"Ahh then you are here to finish some homework then. You are one of those rare gems who knows to have her homework done well ahead of time. I must say you are a real example to the lot here." Madame Pince continues to smile.
"yes," I smile " well I am doing an assignment of sorts and am curious as to where an argument for nonpureblood rights would be in this library."
" My dear, I don't think we have one of those." Looking a bit taken aback and off key Madame Pince makes her way to a podium which holds a magical parchment. " Let me check this parchment." Madame Pince smiles a reassuring smile which just doesn't quite convince either one of us that we are assured.
The magical parchment has the ability to recollect where every piece owned by the library resides. The parchment knows where every book sits and what is in every book. When a person picks up a quill and writes a question of inquiry about a book the parchment scratches a response back to the inquirer. I have wondered from time to time if Tom Riddle had not come about his idea for his journal based on how this magical parchment operates.
"Oh as I have guessed this library does not have in possession any information regarding nonpureblood rights. Though I do think you can frame your own argument for nonpureblood rights based on the opposition's argument."
"How would I do that!" I ask aghast.
"Well dear, state what your opposition does and then disprove what they state.
Tell what isn't so by showing how certain ideals and legislation don't accomplish what it intends or how such a viewpoint remains irrelevant."
"well why hasn't someone come along and done that or stand up for muggleborn and halfblood rights.?" I really had counted on this library having heavy documentation on this. "I mean how else has such biased disappeared in this generation."
"Isn't that one obvious. For the smartest witch of her age you can be thickheaded sometimes. The war has changed many peoples' ideas. The sheer magnitude of what he-who-will-remain-unnamed had done poisoned many to his cause. people became disillusioned and wanted for something else. When everyone had thought he-who-I-refuse-to-acknowledge had disappeared people dismissed his rhetoric. No one bothered to reiterate what the mass believed nor persuade those who believed differently. I am however curious as to why you are interested in this. You normally look towards the liberation of house elfs."
"Well, if you must know Malfoy and I are thinking on having a school wide debate and I need to crush him into oblivion in front of the entire school." I had not realized until I uttered those words how much I wanted to use his idea to destroy him.
Madame Pince looks just as shocked by my passionate outburst. After a brief pause Madame Pince recovers and exclaims. "what a marvelous and grand idea. A perfect way to revitalize the students and energize their focus back on academics and learning. Quite marvelous indeed."
About this time a first year interrupted us and Madame Pince turned her attention towards the first year and I, well I am left to my own devices. I head over to the parchment and make an inquiry to help facilitate my search. Most of the reading material I need resides in the restricted section. Since I cannot enter there without a note from a teacher I will have to leave those readings for another day. Or at least until I can speak with a professor. I run the possible candidates for my restricted section through my head. Prof. Sprout out, Prof. Flitwick out, Madame Hooch out, Prof. McGonagall maybe, Prof. Trelawney maybe, Prof. Snape who ever knows with that guy. My list of possible candidates does not look promising. I glide over to a little used portion of the library. No one comes here and the shelves are dusty from infrequent use. While turning a corner around a shelf, I run right into my least favorite person in the whole wide world...MALFOY.