A New Beginning

A/N: !sniff! Thanks to Jackie (I was originally going to have that happen, but then I remembered that Hermione's supposed to be in class...LoL. And I had blockers up to separate the changes of scenes, but they didn't show up obviously. But I did fix it and the other errors that you pointed out) for being the only one to have reviewed. You rock Jackie! And thanks to Amanda, who didn't review, but gave me the suggestion of the 'Honey if You Love Me' game mentioned some where down there.

This is a repost, thanks to Jackie for pointing out my mistake (I tend to do that a lot, don't I...the mixing of Hermia and Hermione's names. LoL)

Well anyways, please read and review. !sniff!

--Chapter 7--Dinner News

---Hermia, 1997---

"Professor, can you tell me what it's like in this part of time?" asked Hermia when she met up with Dumbledore in his office later.

"Of course I can, Ms Potter," Dumbledore replied.

Hermia shook her head. "Call me Hermia, please; I have two other sisters who go by 'Ms Potter'."

"OK, Hermia, I can tell you. Let's see, our Heads are Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. (A/N: I don't think I mentioned who the Head Boy was before, so yeah) I had fun seeing how they'd react to that little set-up. We haven't had a permanent Defense Against the Dark Arts in seven years - since Harry came - which isn't great. And the Dark Lord Voldemort is at large still. Your father is the only one who can defeat him, but I'm sure you knew that if your Harry's daughter. Voldemort is gone, right?"

"Um...well I haven't heard of any dark lord, except in History of Magic, but the details are vague. We don't know how he was vanquished really, except for the fact that Harry had the dead body in our house when I was two or something. Harry doesn't like to talk about it."

"I see. Why do you call your father Harry?"

"It would seem weird fro me to call a boy that you know to be seventeen - a year older than me - Dad, if you know what I mean," Hermia answered.

"So true, I get what you're saying," Dumbledore said, leaning back in his chair.

---Kasandra---

"Where do you think Hannah is?" asked Nick as he, Kasandra, Kyle, and Emma walked through the halls.

"How about you and Emma go to the library, and me and Kyle will look for someone from Gryffindor so they can get Hannah fro us," Kasandra suggested.

"OK, and if we don't find her, meet us in the Great Hall for lunch. Well, just meet up with us there anyways."

"OK, see you two."

Kasandra and Kyle walked away from Nick and Emma. Since it was a weekend, the students were wearing their normal clothes, not the mandatory school uniform.

"What are we going to do, ask a passing person what house they're in?" asked Kyle.

Kasandra sighed. "Now, that would be stupid and take long. Why don't we go out to the lake? Hannah said that she really wanted to see the giant squid," replied Kasandra, pulling Kyle out the main doors.

"OK," Kyle said, letting Kasandra drag him ahead on the grounds.

Kasandra let go of Kyle's arm and looked down at the green carpet of grass. A few birds were chirping in the background as Kyle and Kasandra made their way to the lake. Kyle grabbed Kasandra's bare arm before she walked into another student. The student looked at Kasandra like she was a freak.

"Thanks for stopping me," Kasandra said as the boy walked away. "Do you see Hannah anywhere?"

Kyle looked around, "Nope."

"OK, me either, let's go to the Great Hall, she might be there, or Nick and Emma found her something," Kasandra said, walking back to the main doors to the Entrance Hall.

---The Adults---

"Yes, well, Ron, Lavender, you're going to have to make it up to Hermione and Ginny," Harry said, breaking the silence that had surrounded the group.

"Of course, and to make it up to you ladies, I would like to treat you all to dinner," Ron said.

"Ron, buying us food won't make up for your insults," Ginny remarked coolly.

"We'd be going to Chocco's."

"That new little place in Magick Street?" asked Ginny. Ron nodded, and Ginny hugged him. "Welcome back to the family Ron!"

"Wait, wipe that grin off your face Weasley, Ginny, what happened to defending my rights or whatever as being your husband?" asked Draco, grabbing hold of Ginny's arm and looking into her face.

"That was so long ago Draco, honey, besides, you can defend yourself now, can't you?" asked Ginny sweetly. "And plus, I've been wanting to go to Chocco's forever, but someone hasn't wanted to take me."

"You need reservations to get in. Do you have those Weasley?"

"Well..." Ron started.

"He doesn't have them. Sorry Gin," Hermione said.

"I was hoping Harry could make the reservations or whatever. I mean, he is famous," said Ron, looking at Harry hopefully.

"He won't, I've tried to get him to, but he won't," Hermione remarked, glaring at Harry.

"Now wait up, if Ron pays, I'll make the damned reservations," Harry said.

"But Harry..."

"I don't make the reservations for us because I don't want to pay. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going home. I'll let you all know when we get a table. Give your contact information to Hermy," Harry said before Disapparating.

---Hermia, 1997---

"Well Hermia, I must make an appearance at lunch. Feel free to wonder down to the kitchens," Dumbledore said. "Maybe one of the house elves can get something new for you to change into."

"OK, I'll do that...I'll just hang out in here for a bit with you pheonix," Hermia said.

"Fawkes, he's saved your father's life before. But alas, I should go."

"Uh-huh," Hermia said, petting Fawkes.

Dumbledore didn't say another word as he left his office. Hermia sighed and walked away from Fawkes. She headed over to the portraits of the old Headmasters and Headmistresses.

Some of them looked at her and went to whisper something to their neighbor. Hermia ignored them all and left the Headmasters' office. She looked around, nobody was about, and started to make her way to the kitchens when Professor Snape stopped her.

"You, what do you think you are doing in here? And who, may I ask, are you?" he asked her, standing in Hermia's way, his hair as greasy as ever.

"My name is Maddy Smith-" she started, before she was cut off.

"Oh, you're the 'lost' witch we're harbouring here at Hogwarts. Dumbledore told me about you," Snape sneered.

"Yes, but could you move your oily nose please, I was heading to the kitchens for some lunch. Which reminds me, why are you out here and not in the Great Hall?" Hermia felt stronger in this era than she did in her own against her Potions master. A pang of guilt wormed its way into her as Hermia thought that maybe he'd remember this in the future.

"That is none of your business. But since I have no patience for snobby little girls like yourself, I'll let you through," Snape said, before walking away.

Hermia shook her head in a confused sort of way before walking to the kitchens. She tickled the pear and headed through the portrait once it opened up. Many house elves swooned in on her.

"How may we help miss?" asked one with many socks on.

"Could I have some lunch please, and maybe some clean clothes, like robes or something?" Hermia asked, being directed to a table.

"Of course miss. Dobby will get that for you," the elf said, skirting away, along with another elf.

Hermia looked around, marveling at the many house elves when Dobby came back. He set a try of food down in front of her while the other elf, a female Hermia noticed, put a plain black robe, a white blouse, and a grey skirt (all folded very neatly) down beside the food.

"Dobby doesn't wish to be rude, but Dobby can't help but notice the similarities between you and Harry Potter."

"Can you really?" asked Hermia, shoving some food in her mouth before standing up and grabbing the clothes. "Thanks Dobby, but I should go. And thanks; umm...I don't know your name, the one who gave me these clothes."

"Winky miss," the female house elf answered.

"Good bye miss," Dobby said, returning to another part of the kitchen.

Hermia left the kitchens and started towards the Gryffindor Tower. She figured she'd waste time by lying on the couch and staring at the ceiling or something.

---Ginny and Hermione---

"So how was your meeting or whatever you would call it with Ron and his wife - Lavender? - go?" asked Mrs. Weasley when Ginny and Hermione Apparated into the Burrow to pick up their kids.

"Good I guess. Except for the fact that Hermione's husband totally didn't consult with us whether we wanted to have more contact with them," Ginny said, picking Summer up from the playpen that the two young children were in.

"Hey, don't go blaming Harry, you're the one who practically jumped on Ron," Hermione said, taking Harley from Mrs. Weasley.

Ginny stuck her tongue out at Hermione while Mrs. Weasley looked on.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Harry said he didn't hold a grudge with them anymore, so now we're supposed to go to dinner with them at Chocco's so they can make it up to us. Ginny went crazy at that idea," Hermione replied, shifting Harley so he didn't feel like he weighed as much.

"Chocco's, that's supposed to be really nice, Bill and Fleur went there last week."

"I know, and I can't wait," Ginny said, walking into another room to go and fetch her other kids.

"I forgot to mention that we're supposed to be getting in on Harry's name," Hermione said. "Which reminds me, you're able to watch these guys again tonight, right Molly?"

"Yes, of course I can," Mrs. Weasley replied.

"Thanks, and thanks for clearing up Harley's flu for me. I couldn't find a potion that would do it."

"It was no problem. Have fun tonight."

Hermione nodded before heading off to find her daughter.

---Draco and Harry---

Harry had just owled the restaurant - they had no phones - and was sitting on his couch, waiting for his wife to come home with their children. He didn't fully understand what had happened with him back there when he was talking with Ron, but he figured Hermione was going to be pissed.

"Hey mate," Draco said, stepping out of the fireplace.

"Hey Draco, why are you hassling me again? You just saw me like ten minutes ago, and you'll be seeing me again for supper," Harry said. "Did you miss me already?"

"Shut it Potter," Draco said, sitting on one of the armchairs. "I got bored over there, nobody's home."

"Don't you have any other friends to bother? Oh wait, Crabbe and Goyle have moved on to the States to start their new lives together."

"Haw haw, very funny Harry. I really don't know why I came over."

"Then why did you?"

"I have no clue, I just said that. Want to throw the quaffle around for a bit?"

"Sure," Harry said, getting off the couch. "With or without brooms?"

"With, I guess. If I can ride that old Nimbus 3000 of yours," Draco said, following Harry out to the back.

---Kasandra---

Kasandra and Kyle sat down at the Ravenclaw table and Kasandra looked around. There was no sign of any one of their friends. Kyle started to whistle in the silence.

"Do you really have to do that?" asked Kasandra, looking at the doors. "Nick and Emma are, and they have Hannah with them."

Sure enough, Nick, Emma, and Hannah all walked towards Kasandra and Kyle.

"Hey Kassie, what is it that you needed to see me about?" Hannah asked, standing beside the sitting Kasandra.

"Hi, yeah, I was wondering if you could maybe go to Hermia's dorm and get the Invisibility Cloak and Marauder Map for me. I have to see if Hermia is anywhere on the grounds. And I just want the cloak because it's mine this year," Kasandra replied, standing up.

"OK, I can do that for you, let's go now before Lindsay and Keanna (A/N: pronounced like it sounds Ke-anna) wonder where I've gone."

They all looked at her wondering who Lindsay and Keanna were, but Hannah didn't seem to notice.

"OK, I'll come with you," Kasandra said. "You three can stay here."

Hannah and Kasandra left the Hall, neither one of them saying anything. Kasandra sighed.

"Who's Lindsay and Keanna?" she asked finally.

"My friends in Gryffindor," Hannah replied. "You've seen them; they were in our Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Oh yeah."

"Question, what's up with that Emma girl? She clings to Nick like she'd die if she let go," Hannah stated as they walked up the staircase, but stopping as the stairs they were about to walk on moved.

"Emma? That's probably because she's crushing on Nick, the lucky guy," Kasandra laughed.

Hannah smiled. "And how do you feel about this new girl?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you've liked Nick forever, and now you've got competition for him."

"Oh my gosh Hannah! I don't like Nick that way! Besides, we're only eleven, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing my dear friend, but I should continue on by myself, I don't want to get in trouble for letting you know where the common room is," Hannah said, walking away.

Kasandra leaned against the wall as she waited for Hannah. Her friend was right though, she did like Nick, but she wouldn't admit that until she was older. About ten minutes passed before Hannah returned. She handed Kasandra the Cloak and Map.

Opening the map and tapping it with her wand, Kasandra said, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

The map revealed all the students in the school, but there was no sign of Hermia, so Kasandra cleared it and put it away.

"Where are you Hermia?" she asked no on in particular as Hannah looked at her oddly.

!#$&

---Hermia---

Flattening her blouse down, Hermia followed Dumbledore into the Great Hall. Now was the time she was going to be introduced to the school. They entered through the side door and came out from behind the staff table. A few people noticed, but it didn't seem to bother them. Hermia sat down in the chair beside Dumbledore's, opposite that of Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore cleared his throat to get the school's attention.

"May I have your attention please," Dumbledore said. Everyone looked towards the staff table at Dumbledore, except for a few Slytherin boys who looked at Hermia and talked among themselves. "Due to unfortunate circumstances, we will be having a visitor in our school."

This caused a slight commotion with the students as they all started talking at once.

"Silence," Dumbledore said calmly, causing the students to be quiet. He gestured that Hermia should stand up so she did. "This is Maddy Smith; she is in our midst because she was captured from her family, and was able to get away but stumbled across the castle, and will be staying with us until we contact her family. Since she has been home-schooled to become a witch, she will be attending classes, just for the notes - though - she mustn't be bothered. In the mean time, she shall be staying with the Gryffindors in the sixth year girls' dormitories. That is all, back to how you were."

The students started talking again and Hermia sat down. "I should be eating here tonight, right?" she asked, looking at Dumbledore.

"Yes, of course. Tomorrow you shall eat at the Gryffindor table though," replied Dumbledore.

Hermia nodded before piling some food on her plate.

After the plates were cleared, and so was much of the Hall, Hermia stood up and left. She barely left the Great Hall before she was stopped by none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Gryffindor, Smith? Really? Why would you choose that lousy house to stay in?" he sneered.

"Why would you care, um, sorry, I don't know you name," Hermia lied coolly. She looked at his robes, pretending to look at the crest. "Would you have liked it if I had chosen Slytherin instead?"

"Yes, I would have. And the name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He stuck out his hand for her to shake. "We can be friends and I'll forget you ever chose to stay in Gryffindor."

"Puh-lease, I'd rather be in the same house with Harry Potter, sorry Malfoy, see you and your two boulders around," Hermia said before rushing up the stairs.

She headed up to the Gryffindor Tower and gave the Fat Lady the password. Once Hermia entered, a flash of red hair came bounding towards her.

"Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley," Ginny said, stretching her hand out to Hermia and smiled.

"Yeah, I know," Hermia said before she could stop herself.

Ginny raised an eyebrow at Hermia. "How could you know that?"

"Umm...I sometimes get a vibe from people, which tells me their name, but mind you, it doesn't always work," Hermia said, lying on the spot, which she could do easily. "It barely ever works. But I do get vibes whether some one is lying to me or not or whether they're good or bad and stuff like that which works like all the time." That was true.

"OK then...whatever. Come over here, I'll introduce you to a few seventh years."

Hermia followed Ginny over to the group of Harry, Hermione, and (Hermia guessed) Ron from the bad she got from him.

"This is...wait, let's try your vibe thing Maddy," Ginny said, starting to introduce Harry.

"OK," Hermia said. She pointed to Hermione first. "She's Hermione Granger...hold on, he's Ron Weasley...and this last guy, he's Harry Potter."

"You could've figured that out without you vibe thing," Ginny commented.

"Actually, no, I couldn't have. I can't see his scar, which would be the only way I'd be able to identify him."

"OK then...you still got them all right."

Hermia smiled as the three said their hellos to her and Ginny sat on Harry's lap (they were going out) (A/N: Go back and read chapter 6 of After Hogwarts if you don't believe me...LoL). 'I wonder if they'll remember this when they're older', Hermia thought.

---Harry and Hermione---

"Hermione, take a look at this letter from Hogwarts," Harry said, handing Hermione the letter McGonagall sent once she slipped into her blue dress.

Hermione quickly scanned it. "Oh my..."

"But how could that be? She has the map," Harry said. "Because I doubt she gave it to Kasandra already."

"Uh-oh."

"What? Say something, my daughter could be missing!"

"Calm down sweetie, write back to Minerva and ask her to write back when they are done checking. If they can't find her, I might know what happened," Hermione said. Harry looked at her with on of hoping she'd continue. "I'll explain if they can't find her. But in the mean time, you have a letter to write, and then we have to go for dinner.

---Kasandra---

"So this is the Marauder's Map that my uncles gave your father?" Kyle asked, looking over the map Kasandra was showing them at dinner.

"Yep, isn't it awesome?" asked Kasandra back.

"Uh-huh, I wish it was mine."

"Too bad mister, it's mine," Kasandra said, grabbing it back from Kyle. Tapping it with her wand, she muttered, "Mischief managed."

"Well, it's a Saturday night, what should we do?" asked Emma.

"No idea," the other three said at the same time.

"Ooh, I know, let's play 'Honey if You Love Me'," Emma said.

"Huh?" asked Kasandra and Nick together.

Kyle sighed. "You sit in a circle with one player in the middle, and the 'it' person has to go up to another person and say 'Honey if you love me, please give me a smile.' Then the person must reply with 'Honey, I love you, but I just can't give you a smile' without laughing or smiling."

All of them looked at Kyle who shrugged.

"I've got a younger sister who loves that sort of thing," Kyle said.

"So that's it?" asked Kasandra.

"Basically, want to play?" replied Emma.

"Yeah, sure," Kasandra said, standing up. "Let's go now, we're all done here."

"OK," Nick said, getting up as well.

Emma and Kasandra led the path out of the Great Hall, Nick and Kyle right behind them. They made their way to the Ravenclaw common room, but once they were inside, Kasandra looked around and saw that the place was pretty full.

"Wow, um, should we go some where else?" she asked.

"Sure, we can go up to our dorm, I guess," Nick suggested, looking at Kyle. (A/N: Hey, you, the sick-minded people who think they're going to be doing something more than that game, are gross! They're only eleven! LoL

"Yeah, sure. If Jerry, Chuck, or Rick aren't there," Kyle agreed.

So the four walked up to the boys' dormitories; none of the other boys in the dorm were there. Each sat on a bed.

"We'll do 'Innie Minnie Miny Moe' to see who's it," Emma said, pointing to Nick. "Innie minnie miny moe, catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers, let him go. Innie minnie miny moe." She was pointing to herself (the circle went Nick, Kyle, Kasandra, Emma). "OK, I'm it." Kneeling on the floor in front of Kasandra's spot, Emma started the game, careful of not touching her. "Honey if you love me, please give me a smile."

Kasandra wanted to laugh. Emma was looking at her with crazed eyes and a psychotic smile. "Honey, I love you, but I just can't give you a smile." No laughing, Kasandra shocked herself.

Emma frowned and moved onto Nick. She repeated the lines, but before Nick could do anything, Chuck, a boy with brown hair, walked in and looked at the kneeling Emma to the stunned Nick.

"Sorry, was I interrupting something?" he asked.

"No, we're playing 'Honey if You Love Me', wanna play?" asked Kasandra.

"Yeah, sure, how do you play?" replied Chuck, sitting on his bed.

---The Adults---

"Thanks for getting us these reservations Harry," Draco said as they were seated at a table.

"Uh-huh," Harry said gloomily.

"I'll be back in a few minutes to take your orders," the waitress said, handing each a menu before leaving.

"What's up Harry? You look down," Ginny commented.

Hermione shook her head, meaning Ginny should drop it.

"Never mind," Ginny muttered. She looked down at her menu.

The waitress soon came back to the silent table and took all their orders. Hermione looked at Ron once the waitress left again.

"So you've been in England for how long?" she asked.

"I think we've been here for about three years," Ron replied, looking at Lavender who nodded.

"Yes, since Lacey was five," Lavender said.

"Speaking of which, how many nieces and nephews would I have?" asked Ginny.

"Three," Lavender replied. "Two boys and one girl."

"What's the other brat's name?" asked Draco, receiving a poke in the ribs from Ginny. Hermione laughed, while Harry ate his food solemnly.

"Tom is our oldest," Lavender smiled.

Harry looked up. "What's his middle name?"

"Ronald...why?" answered Ron.

"Never mind...I just think it's weird, I mean, your kid having the same first name as Voldemort after you tried oh so hard to get rid of his Death Eaters."

Hermione, Draco, and Ginny all looked at Harry. That was the first time he had talked about Voldemort in their presence since it had been known to the public of his death.

"Ron..." Lavender said, trailing off.

"What?" asked Ron.

"Tom, he's in Slytherin..."

The all looked at Ron and Lavender. Now that was news!

"Anyways, how's your career going, Harry?" asked Lavender, trying to change the subject off of her eldest son.

"Oh great, we actually have a game coming up soon," Harry replied, letting the subject drop.

!#$&

---Harry and Hermione (Later That Night) ---

Once Harry and Hermione were getting ready for bed, Harry brought up the topic of Tom, Ron and Lavender's son.

"Don't you think it's odd, their kid being named Tom and him being in Slytherin?" he asked, getting under the covers of his bed.

"Oh Harry, do we really need to bring this up now?" replied Hermione, applying lotion to her hands.

"But Hermione, the kid grew up in Bulgaria!"

"So? Victor Krum was from there."

"But Hermy, he wasn't good; his school specialized in the Dark Arts!"

"Honestly Harry, what do you care? Even if he is the next Voldemort, we can ready for it," she said, getting into bed. She kissed Harry's cheek. "Now, let's got to sleep, we can discus this in the morning if we must. Nox."

The lights went out and Harry wrapped an arm around Hermione's waist.

"Alright, 'night Hermy."

---Draco and Ginny---

"Now that was fun, wasn't it?" Ginny asked, sitting on Draco's lap on their bed.

"Sure, but I really thought Weasley would run," Draco replied, kissing Ginny's neck.

"Want to know something? So did I!"

Draco laughed and flipped over so he was lying on his stomach, instead of sitting, pinning Ginny under him. She smiled and brought him down on top of her into a kiss that would soon lead to something more.

A/N: Well...I hope you all enjoyed that...it took me forever to write...(I write on paper than type it on the comp...LoL) Please, pretty please review!

Disclaimer: I everyone not mentioned in the books...too many of those to type...LoL. J.K. Rowling owns everyone else.