Title: Summer In Paris
Author: Saiya-jin Girl.
A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own HP. That's all you need to know right?
I may take a while to update sometimes so just add it to your favorite stories list and you can check. I'm really busy with school and stuff, and this is my first posted HP fic. Review please!!!!!
1) Airport Crisis
She had been waiting for almost an hour for them to show up and yet no one was there yet. She glanced at her watch and sighed. "So much for family…" she muttered. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed her aunt's phone number. The phone rang a few times and finally someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hello? May I speak to Madame Lucie?"
"One moment,"
"Yes, this is Madame Lucie speaking, who is this?"
"Lucie, its me Hermione! Where are you guys?" she said into the phone.
"Oh my, Mon dieu! I completely forgot that you were arriving in Paris today my dear," she said. Hermione laughed.
"It's ok. I've been here about an hour, but it would be nice if you sent someone here to pick me up," she said.
"Of course, right away! I'm ever so sorry darling," Lucie said.
"No problem," Hermione said. She hung up and snapped the small phone shut. She slipped it back into her pocket and began waiting again. She pulled out her book and began reading, when she heard someone sit down next to her.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Granger," a steely voice said. Hermione turned her head in a slow motion and was greeted by a coldly smiling Malfoy.
"Why hello Malfoy. And what seems to be your predicament today?" she asked turning back to the book.
"Well, I'm waiting for someone to pick me up." He said.
"Wonderful," she said tonelessly. She seemed to be paying more attention to the book than to him and this made him angry. He snatched the book from her hands and looked at her. "Malfoy give me back my book!" she said making a grab for it. He held it away from her and grinned.
"Nope," he said.
"Oh come on. Stop being foolish!" she shouted. She got up and tackled him for her book and he stretched his hand further away from her. He suddenly took his other hand and wrapped it around her slim waist. She looked at him and then she realized that she was practically in his lap. Her cheeks flamed and she pulled her self off. She went back to her seat and sat down.
"Aren't you going to fight me to get your book back?" he asked.
"Well, no. I don't want it anymore. If its one thing that I've learned by going to school with you for the last six years of my life, is that I know what ticks you off," she said smugly.
"And what's that?" he asked.
"You hate to be ignored. Its as simple as that." She said. He stared at her like she was an alien or something, then he began to laugh. "What?" she asked. He didn't reply, but continued to laugh instead.
"That's a good one Granger. Now you've turned into a psychologist?" he asked laughing still. She rolled her eyes and snatched her book from his hand.
"Weaken your opponent first, then, you attack." She said getting up. He stopped laughing and looked at her. She went over to some people who had just arrived in the lobby. There was an old man who was tall and was wearing a servant's uniform, and there was a young man about their age smiling at her. There was also an extraordinarily pretty woman with long dark hair and sparkling eyes. The only thing was that she was in a wheel chair. He saw that Hermione bend down and hug the woman, then she shook hands with the young man. The old man picked up Hermione's trunks and took them out. The young man wheeled the woman out and Hermione began to follow. She turned around and stuck her tongue out at Malfoy, and the automatic doors closed. He shook his head and grinned to himself. That was some girl.
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2) In the huge mansion
"You'll be staying in the west wing," Lucie said to Hermione. Hermione nodded and looked at the house.
"Wonderful. I haven't been here so long…" she said. Lucie smiled at her.
"Well, you have to meet mother," she said.
"Sure," Hermione said.
"Pierre, take Hermione to meet my mama, please." Lucie said. The young man who had been pushing her wheelchair nodded and turned to Hermione.
"Very Well," he said.
"And can you call Jacques to take me upstairs," she said. Pierre nodded and disappeared, reappearing only moments later with a strong man, who seemed to be Jacques.
"If you would be as kind to accompany me to Madame's room," Pierre said. Hermione smiled and followed the boy.
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"Draco my boy, how good it is to see you again!" boomed his uncle. Draco smiled. He liked his Uncle Charles very much. He was the only family member that he could actually stand.
"Great to see you too Uncle," he said.
"Come, we must go." His uncle said. The servants took Draco's trunks and put them in the car. "Listen Draco, we have several dinner parties to attend this month and one is tomorrow," his uncle began.
"And?"
"Well, just behave your self." His uncle said.
"Fine," Draco answered.
"You see, my brother-in-law's son Pierre is getting married to someone's daughter, her name is Lucie." He said.
"I'm listening,"
"And, well, its traditional, that in the last month, we have several dinner parties at both homes."
"You sound against the marriage," Draco said. His uncle smiled.
"Truly Lucius' son. Yes, I am. You see, the girl is beautiful, she is smart, and she is a talented wizard. But she is disabled. She is on a wheelchair, after she was in an accident a few years back."
"So why didn't they just heal her?" Draco asked.
"Because she was not living with them when it happened. And so when they found her, she was not able to be healed."
"But isn't there some sort of stupid legend that some people have healing powers and they would heal the most wounded people?" he asked. The Uncle nodded.
"There is, and it gets even more complicated. I've heard a rumor that there is someone here. They say that it is a young woman, who is the splitting image of one of the greatest healers in wizard France,"
"Really? How do they know that she has such power?" he asked. The Uncle shrugged and then looked at Draco.
"Well, enough of all of that, how's your family?"
"Oh, everyone's fine. Dad's the same way, and I haven't seen mom for a few months. I think that she went to New Zealand. I heard that she has a new lover there. Apparently, dad can't satisfy her needs," Draco said with a snicker. His Uncle laughed and they continued driving.
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"Is this she?" said a voice.
"Yes Madame," Pierre said.
"Bring her," Pierre nudged Hermione gently and she went forward to greet Lucie's grandmother. She curtsied and the old woman smiled. "You may call me mama, as everyone else does. You have been deceived all your life my dear," said mama. Hermione looked at her.
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"You heard me, you have been deceived, fooled. You know nothing of your family and their heritage," said the old woman. Hermione sat down on a chair.
"What so you mean?" she asked.
"First, I must ask Pierre to leave us alone for a moment."
Pierre nodded and left the room. "Deep within you lies one of the most prized and coveted gift among the French witches and wizards. A long time ago, a girl was born to full-blooded witch family, and she was gifted with extraordinary powers. She had healing powers. She was skilled in medicine, and she helped many people. I sensed a very strong power inside of you when I met you for the first time sixteen years ago. It was I who spoke to Dumbledore and told him to send you admission to Hogwarts. You have been befriended by Harry Potter, and you have saved his life, and many others on countless occasions. You have the power within you to be a healer." Hermione was silently absorbing all of this into her system.
"And so what am I supposed to do now?" she asked slowly.
"Well, you're here for the wedding of your cousin of course, but you will be training also. I want you to heal her before the wedding," she said.
"Me?" Hermione asked. Mama nodded.
"I know that it will be hard for you, but you must. Lucie will greatly appreciate it," Mama said. Hermione looked down.
"Very well then," she said. Mama smiled and then gestured for Hermione to rise.
"I will see you at dinner." Mama said. Hermione nodded and left the room. Outside, Pierre was waiting for her. They went to the living room, and then a servant escorted her to her room, where she began to prepare for dinner.
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A PoemSometimes things don't look like
What they really are.
When I realized that I loved you
I thought that it was just a passing phase
But then I realized that I would never be over you
And so I wept until
You dried my tears.
Saiya-jin Girl…