Fates, Bloods and Battles: Year 1
By: Drunken Dryad (or Val)
Chapter 2: Family
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN IT! That honor belongs to the wonderful and amazing author that is J.K. Rowling.
IMPORTANT: Please go reread the first chapter, if you haven't aldready! I completely rewrote it!
Hermione watched the strange, quiet boy walk away, smiling to herself. He was nice. He was also the first friend she had ever made. She quickly finished the book and stood up. She better head home. Her sister was coming home today.
She trudged up the street and headed towards Wingrave Circle. As she turned the corner, she noticed a strange black dog in the bush. She shrugged it off as her imagination when she turned to get a better look and the bush was empty.
As she turned onto Wingrave Circle, she smiled at the huge brick house that she had lived in most of her life. She walked through the rustic iron fence and walked up to the door just as she heard some piano musicdrifting through the window. As she entered the house, she came upon her father in the kitchen. Her father smiled at her and offered her a chocolate chip and macademia nut cookie. She eagerly took the rare treat. Her parents usually didn't let her have sugar. The were dentists after all.
"Hi Daddy! Guess what? I made a new friend!" Hermione exclaimed as her father picked her up and set her on the kitchen counter, handing her the cookie dough filled spoon. She smiled and licked the dough off.
"That's great, pumpkin! What's her name?" Her father asked, smiling.
"His name's Harry. I met him at the park and he offered me crisps and he asked me for a pencil and he likes to draw and he has black hair and green eyes!" Hermione answered, bouncing in place.
"That's great!" Her father said, laughing and nudging her out of the kitchen. "I've got to finish dinner. Go and get ready, love. Your sister's coming home today! And she's bringing Marshall."
"Okay, daddy! I can't wait to see Ilia!" Hermione answered, trudging up the stairs to her room. She reached her room and closed the door after slipping in. She paused to take a look at her room that they had just recently finished. The black cieling was dotted in random places with bright green and blue glow-in-the-dark stars and the mint green walls had painted-on vines running down them in random places.Her huge queen-sized bed sat right inthe center of the room. It wascovered with a greencomforter with random triangles indark blues and blacks.She had a 'reading area' which had severalblack and blue bean-bag seats spread around a low table and a two huge bookshelves that were fitted to the wall. On theeasternend of the room, she had a huge window with a window seat done in a black and blue material which had mounds of pillows on it.She breathed in the smell of lavender and chamomile that filled the air of the room. Her mother must have burned some incense again.
She opened the door to her walk-in closet and stepped in. After looking around for a few minutes, she picked outher favouriteknee-length, forest green skirt and a white and forest green striped tank top with a white jacket. She walked into her bathroom and turned on the water.As shewaited a few minutes for the water to get warm, she took off her clothes and threw them in the hamper. She finally stepped in and after wetting her hair,she washedher hair with lavendar shampoo. She rinsed off the shampoo after waiting for a minute and grabbed her lavendar conditioner. She worked it in, waited for a few minutes, and then rinsed it off. She washed herself with her favourite bodywash and quickly rinsed off as the water started to get cold. She stepped out and wrapped herself in her favourite fluffy blue towel. Shewalked back into her room and quickly dressed in her outfit. After grabbing her hair brush, she put up her towel. Hermione went in search of her mother.
"Mummy! Mum! Where are you?" Hermione yelled while searching for her mother.
"I'm in the entertainment room, sweetie!" Her mother yelled back.
"Okay!" Hermione yelled, heading towards the entertainment room.
"Mummy, can you do my hair?" Hermione asked, standing in front of her mother.
"Of course, sweetie, let's sit on the couch." Her mother replied, closing the piano and heading towards the love seat on the other side of the room.
Hermione followed, standing between her mothers legs as she sat down.
"What do you want, love?" Her mother asked, combing through her hair.
"Um…pigtails, I think." Hermione answered, wincing as her mother came upon a particularly nasty tangle.
"Ok, if you say so. I hope the comb doesn't break!" Her mother said jokingly, laughing.
"Daddy swears I got the hair from you, mum!" Hermione answered back, laughing with her mother. The hair was a big joke with her family.
"He does, does he? Hmm…what does he say about his puffy brown hair?" Her mum asked, laughing once again.
"No comment." Her father answered as he walked into the room.
He sat beside her mother as she finished plaiting Hermione's hair.
"When's Amelia coming, love?" Her mum asked, tying a band in Hermione's hair and combing out the bottom.
"She'll be in the airport in about an hour. I've got to go to pick her up now. I'll see you in a bit, Gin-Gin." He answered, kissing her mother on the cheek.
"Bye, love, see you." Her mum answered, finishing up with Hermione's hair.
Her father left and Hermione heard the garage door opening and closing a minute later.
"Mum?"
"What do you need, 'Mione?"
"Is Ilia ever going to live with us again?" Hermione asked, looking up at her mother as she went back to the piano and started playing.
Her mother smiled sadly and patted the bench beside her. "Come here, Mione." She said, picking Hermione up and setting her in her lap.
"Well, 'Mione, I don't think so. She's going to college at Eton right now, and then she's going to get a job and then she's going to start her own family, hopefully." Her mother answered, hugging Hermione to her.
"But aren't we her family anymore?" Hermione asked, glaring at the floor.
"Of course we are! We always will be! She's never going to replace us! She's just extending our family. You'll have a brother and maybe even a niece or nephew." Her mother answered, laughing.
"Oh! Okay, then! I'm going to go read some more, mum. Call me when Ilia gets here!" Hermione yelled back as she headed up to her room.
An hour later……
"Nee-Nee! Where are you!"
As Hermione heard her sister yelling for her through the house, she ran down the stairs, finally reaching the living room and throwing herself at her sister.
"Ilia!" Hermione yelled, almost suffocating her sister.
"Glad to see you too, Nee-Nee!" Amelia laughed, picking Hermione up and swinging her around.
As the sisters finally finished greeting each other, the family sat down to eat dinner, laughing and catching up with each other.
Harry
As Harry walked back to Privet Drive, he smiled to himself. He liked that girl. She seemed to like quiet and she seemed to like reading. Those were perhaps his two favourite things in the world, other than his art. He hoped she would come back. He would like to talk to her more the next time.
He slipped back into the house, washed the dishes from breakfast, made everyone's beds, and slipped back into the cupboard just as he heard the garage door opening once again.
A/N: Yes, I know Hermione's really independent, but I always figured that she was as a child. I mean, I could do all those things by the time I was 5. I know this isn't a very good idea but i'm basing Kid!Hermione off me as a kid, so bear with me.
And I am terribly sorry about not updating for so long, but real life caught up with me! I was really busy for a while and I really missed this story. By the by, if you hadn't noticed, I totally redid the first chapter, so please go and read it, it is fairly important.
Now for replies to my reviewers:
pandas-rule-the-world: I'm really not sure about Ron. I don't hate him, I really don't! I think he's a great character. But I don't know if he's going to fit in with the future Harry and Hermione. BUT! Don't get discouraged, anything could happen! Hey, I'm not even sure that they're still going to be Gryffindor's! This is an alternate universe, so pretty much anything could happen.
The Lonely Seer: I am so sorry that I haven't updated! Real life got in the way, and I've been writing but I haven't gotten a chance to update yet!
Even though I rewrote the first chapter, I swear I'm still going to include that! I swear! I just had to rethink a bunch of stuff. I mean, I wrote it really rushed and I think my writing has improved a lot, so I rewrote it. Things are going slower, but it will get there, probably in the next 4 or 5 chapters!
I'm glad you liked my review! You totally deserved it! You are, after all, an awesome writer.
jmcgk6: I am eternally grateful for your advice! And I hope you like my new style of writing! I definately put in more details (maybe too many, lol!), and I stretched it out! Thanks forthe criticism! It helped me improve my writing a lot!
Sorry for not updating!
Wickedmoemoe: Love the name, lol! Thanks for the encouragement!
Allyanna: Thanks! I wish I did recieve more reviews, but i am definately thankful for the ones I have got! lol. I love the name, by the by.
Blood-Red Pearl: I'm sorry I didn't update, but real life got in the way. Glad you loved my story. I hope the second chapter is up to standards!
Thank you to all my reviewers! Hands everyone a cookie