Hemione is a witch. A great witch. Perhaps the smartest in all of Hogwarts. And that's where it all started.
Hermione was in her 7th year and Head Girl. She would rather have been Prefect instead. She didn't want responsibility. 'Oh well' She thought. Hermione devoted herself to her work. She didn't want more. She liked where she was.
During the summer Hermione had decided to find a religion. She had never believed in God. She believed there had to be at least two Gods. A mother and father.
She was searching high and low, but not in the right places. Until, that is, she stumbled onto a mysterious religion. No one knew anything about it. She did the most research she had ever done and finally found one person who practiced it.
Being the bookworm Hermione was, she learned and practiced the religion everyday. She made it her number one priority. So when school cam and more responsibility came, she regretted being a bookworm.
Hermione's POV"I'll miss you Hermione," Lhiann said, "You were my favorite pupil! Just remember to praise our Divine Mother and Father."
"I'll remember Lhiann," I said, "I'll praise everyday, I'll try to find followers in school!"
"What I want you to do is just praise. Praise and Love." What?
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." Nothing? Nothing means something.
"Is your Seeing Eye telling you something?"
"Maybe…" That's a Yes.
"What is it?" Do tell!
WHOO WHOO!!
"You've got to go now! I'll see you when the time is right!" When the time is right?
"What? Wait, what's that supposed to mean?"
"You'll know!" Gee, when can I get a straight answer?
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
"Hey, Harry. How's it going? Hi, Ron!" I said walking into a compartment on the train with four people I knew. Harry, who had a beautiful redhead on his lap. And Ron with Luna Lovegood snuggled into his shoulder.
"What's up Ginny? Luna?" No one said anything. They just stared at me.
"Hello? Are you alive?" I wonder why they aren't saying anything?
"Who are you? …Hermione?" Duh Harry!
"Finally, Someone recognizes me! What's the matter with you guys? You're acting like you've never seen me before!" I might have changed a little. A hair cut, straightening spell on it.
"Wow!" Ron said. Luna punched him. He gave her a look that said 'What?'
"Hermione, you look great!" thanks Harry!
"Thanks…I think…so how was your summer?"
"Good," all of them replied.
"Where were you Hermione?" should I tell them?
"I was studying with a priestess of the Divine Mother." Close your mouths that's rude!
"What?" I said.
"We were worried! Why didn't you write? We thought you hated us! We sent you tons of letters!" OOPS!!
"I was studying…The Priestess told me to focus all my attention on the Mother!"
"Why? I mean…why do it in the first place?" You're an idiot Ron!
"She probably wanted something to believe in!" Thank you, Luna!
"Ahem! Ms. Granger? Time for your meeting…For the Head Boy and Girl, remember?" Yes, I remember.
"Yes, okay then, lets go!" I wonder who the Head Boy is…Hopefully, not Malfoy. Oh, Dear Mother, Not Malfoy! Why Him?
"Malfoy…" Jerk!
"Granger?" Love the look on your face, Ferret Boy!
"You do know it's not polite to stare?" I said.
"Shut up…Mudblood." SMACK! Serves you right.
"Ms. Granger!" Oh boy. Hopefully Mcgonagall didn't see that. "Mr. Malfoy."
A red handprint had just started to show on Malfoy's face.
"Now, as you might know… you have a lot of responsibilities this year. You must set an example for the other Gryffindors and Slytherins. Show House Unity! To help you do so, Professor Dumbledore has a little apartment set up for you. Two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and a common room. You will live in it throughout the whole year. On weekends that there is no Hogsmeade you will be locked in your dorm. So get along and make me proud!" WHAT!
"I'm not going to live with her!" Shut your yap, Malfoy!
"She's a Mudblood!" Grrr.
"Mr. Malfoy!" HaHa. "I will certainly not tolerate your name calling! There will be no change! I don't care who your father is!" Damn. Damn it all to hell!
'Oh dear Mother, hear my prayer! Please let me get through this! Guide Me!' I prayed inwardly.
"Air I am, Fire I am, Water, Earth, and Spirit I am! …Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Innana." I chanted aloud. 'Divine Mother, Help Me!'
"What are you doing Granger?" Chanting.
"Chanting." Jackass.
"You worship the Goddess?" Huh?
"What?"
The Goddess. You worship her? My family has followed her a long time. One of my ancestors was a priestess."
"How? You're evil."
"Well, yeah. But we weren't always like that! After she became Priestess, our family went downhill, they became greedy for power."
"Okay, Whatever." Liar! " I'm leaving, Bye."
With that I walk off, not caring to talk to him anymore. I find an empty compartment, not wanting to talk to anyone for a while. I have a lot on my mind. I inwardly chant, hoping the Mother would help me now. I drifted off to sleep after the third chant.
Ok guys this is my second fic. My first is 'walk tall' but not Harry potter related. I'm probably not any good. Please give me some pointers or whatever but don't make fun.
Amanda