CHAPTER 3 REVISED!!!!
TITLE: Troubled Minds
PAIRING: Harry/Hermione past/possibly future
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and you shall receive
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The only thing that belongs to this author is the storyline and the characters made up by the author.
A/N: Yay another one up!!!!
It had been almost a week since Stephanie and Hermione moved to England. They had found a nice two-story house, not too far from Diagon Ally. The house was very large in comparison to their New York Apartment.
The days of July and August flew past faster than expected. On the 31st, Stephanie had yet to get her school supplies.
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Stephanie and Hermione walked up to the door of the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione paused for a moment, swallowed and opened the door. As Hermione did this so all eyes were on her and Stephanie. Whispers were all around, saying muggle. Before anyone placed a charm on either of the two Hermione spoke.
"We aren't muggles we are witches." Hermione hoped that it came out confidently.
Suddenly all the eyes had become uninterested and went back to where they were before. Hermione took Stephanie's hand and led her to the wall. Hermione took a deep breath and took out her old wand.
"Let's see if I can remember this."
Hermione placed her wand on a certain brick and tapped her wand two bricks up and three to the right. The blocks started to move in an odd pattern and opened. Stephanie and Hermione both walked into the ally. Stephanie was instantly amazed at the sight as Stephanie and Hermione walked through the alley. Stephanie's source that sent her all the letters had described Diagon Alley, but what she had imaged was nothing compared to this sight. There were witches and wizards all around, clothed in their robes. Some with hats, some without. Some of the robes were absolutely beautiful. The shops were another thing. One of the most crowded shops she saw was a Quidditch store. In the shop window, surrounding by witches and wizards of all ages, was a broom. Stephanie couldn't hardly make out the name as she and Hermione past by, but she caught it. The Flamethrower. Even though Stephanie had never played Quidditch before, she instantly fell in love with that broom.
The next shop that entranced Stephanie was a fairly new shop name, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. It was a joke shop by the looks of it. Stephanie wanted to go in the shop, but Hermione was acting like that was the last shop she wanted to go in.
'Hmm I wonder if Weasley, is a very common name.' Stephanie thought to herself.
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Stephanie and Hermione had been shopping for three hours so far, and only had one item on
the list left, Stephanie's wand.
"OK, shorty next stop wands." Hermione said as they walked into Ollivander's.
The store was dimly lit, with thousands and thousands of boxes lined upon the shelves.
Hermione was amazed that after all these years, Mr. Ollivander was still behind the counter.
Mr. Ollivander stood up from his old chair and walked over to the two.
"My, my. I haven't seen you in a good seventeen years. I see you have brought you're
daughter, she looks much like her father."
Hermione sighed. "Mr. Ollivander, do you think you can keep this to yourself?" Hermione
asked.
"My Dear, your secret shall not pass through my lips. Now, I will need to measure,
Ms. Granger here."
Mr. Ollivander measured each one of Stephanie's fingers, her palm, and her arm. He then
went in the back of the room and returned later with a box.
"Ten inches, Oak, with a single unicorn tail hair. Good for Transfiguration." Mr. Ollivander
said as he took the wand out of the box and placed it in Stephanie's hand.
Stephanie stared at the wand for a second.
"Go on Stephanie, give it whirl." Hermione told her daughter.
Stephanie flicked the wand. Nothing happened.
"No." Mr. Ollivander took the wand out of Stephanie's hand, and disappeared into the back
again. He appeared a minute later with another, older looking box.
"Nine inches, Holly, single leaf of a mandrake. Very good for Herbology."
Stephanie took the wand and swished it. A closed bottle of ink levitated over Stephanie's
head for about ten seconds, before dropping on her head.
"Ouch! Well, that's going to leave mark in the morning." Stephanie said as she rubbed her
head.
"Not the right one." Mr. Ollivander muttered. Mr. Ollivander took the wand and once again
disappeared in the back, not retuning for a good ten minutes. (Stephanie swore she heard him
say 'I wonder' about three times.) He returned with a very old and dusty looking box. Mr.
Ollivander carefully took the wand out and handed it to Stephanie.
Stephanie took the wand and studied it for five seconds before testing it out. What happened
was one of the most amazing things Stephanie had ever seen. Lightning bolts dance around
her head before striking the wand.
"Wow." Stephanie said awestruck.
"Curious, very curious." Mr. Ollivander replied.
Stephanie looked at Mr. Ollivander confused. "What's curious?"
"What is curious is that this wand has two cores in in. The scale of a Basilisk, and a hair of a
Griffin."
"Mr. Ollivander that's impossible! A wand cannot have two cores!" said Hermione.
"Ms. Granger any wand can have two cores, it usually has too much power for any wizard
or witch, that is why I do not make many of them, but your daughter here is very powerful
and can control the power. Now that will be ten galleons."
Hermione paid Mr. Ollivander and they left the store.
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The Next Day. Station 9 3/4
Hermione and Stephanie stood between the platforms nine and ten. Stephanie tried numerous
times to convince her mother to go through the barrier with her, but couldn't convince her
mum other wise.
"Mum, please you can go through the barrier, please."
Stephanie begged her mother with her obviously sad emerald eyes. Hermione looked into
those intense eyes "I am sorry Stephanie but I can't risk it, if some one saw-"
"Mom, why are you hiding from the world? You are going to have to face it sometime,"
interrupted Stephanie with some anger.
"I know but not now but to make it up to you I bought you your own owl," Hermione
picked up a cage with a beautiful Black owl with white spots.
Stephanie looked at the cage with amazement and hugged her Mom. "Oooo. You're
forgiven, but you do know you're going to have to reenter this world. If you don't want to I
will make you later. Heck, I might throw in a Daily Prophet exclusive report. I bet I can
make a lot of money on that. I can see it now in lights."
"I know Stephanie later. Now you don't want to be late for your train. Goodbye Stephanie."
And with that Hermione hugged Stephanie once again. "And remember Shorty your last
name is Vigil."
"I know Mom, I know. And stop calling me Shorty!" Stephanie finally went through the
barrier, alone.
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Later on the train…
Stephanie sat in the compartment with her owl now named, Cinders. Stephanie was currently
staring at the window, when the door opened to revealed two boys, one with short red
hair with many freckles and the other brown hair, the red haired one was a bit taller than
the brown haired boy but not by much. The one with red hair spoke first, in a strong British
accent.
"Hello, is it ok if we sit here?"
The two boys startled Stephanie that she jumped in the air. "AHH! Bloody Hell, are you
trying to give me a stroke?" Stephanie said trying to catch her breath.
The brown hair boy grinned. "Well we wouldn't want that would we? So can we sit here?"
"Oh, sure. Help yourself."
"Thanks all the other compartments are filled. Oh and, I am Eric Sarem." said the brown
hair boy.
"And I am Josh Weasley." said the red-haired boy.
Stephanie looked very surprised at this could Josh be related to her mother's friend, Ron
Weasley?
"Well aren't you going to tell us your name or do we have to guess?" Said Josh.
Stephanie shook her head slightly and answered. "Oh. My name is Stephanie Gr… I mean
Vigil, I am Stephanie Vigil. Nice to meet you Josh and Eric. Oh and by the way, Josh. I'm
just curious what are your parents names?" Stephanie asked.
"Oh my parents' names are Ron and Lavendar," said Josh. "So what year are you
Stephanie?"
"First year. How about you two?" Stephanie asked the two boys.
"First." They both said simultaneously.
"Well, I guess we will see a lot of each other," said Stephanie. "What house do you guys
hope to get into? Oh I think I know that answer, Gryffindor. Right?"
"Absolutely!" Josh exclaimed.
"That's what I am hoping for." Eric said.
"Well guys we still have ways away. By any chance do you guys want to play a practical
joke on the Slytherins?" Stephanie smiled deviously.
Both boys looked like they had received ten years worth of birthday presents.
"By your faces I guess that is an yes, but first, anyone want to play exploding snap?"
Stephanie looked everywhere in here trunk, but couldn't find them. "Now where did I put
them? Oh yea, I have my wand." Stephanie said as she pulled out her wand.
"Accio Exploding Snap Cards."
The cards sped towards her from her trunk and Stephanie caught them.
"You know your not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts." Eric stated.
The answer he got wasn't what Josh or him expected.
"I won't tell if you won't."
Suddenly the train came to a screeching halt, accidentally making Stephanie land on Josh.
This little accident caused Josh and Stephanie to turn at least three shades of red. Stephanie
snapped from her daze and rapidly got up.
"Oh, I am so sorry. Let me help you." Stephanie said as she grabbed Josh's hand and pulled
him upward.
"It's ok. It wasn't your fault. I mean it was the train." Josh said trying to cover up his
obvious embarrassment.
"Well that was unexpected." Eric remarked.
Stephanie had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her head started to ache very badly
when she blacked out for a second. Stephanie then saw a vision of wizards dressed in black
robs with masks on. She now knew what exactly had caused the train to stop.
"Deatheaters."
"WHAT!?" Eric yelled. "How do you know that?"
Stephanie looked at Eric right in the eyes and answered gravely, "I don't know, I just saw a picture of death eaters."
Eric looked a bit perplexed at this. "How do you really know?" Eric asked again.
"Hate to break up your little argument but, Stephanie's right there are death eaters, and they are coming down the hallway." Josh said urgently looking through the window of the compartment into the hallway.
"Josh, are you serious?" said Eric skepticism in his voice.
"Does my tone sound serious to you Eric?" Josh said aggravated.
"Shut-Up! Both of You!" Stephanie said enraged. "Now chances are they are not coming after us ok? Now stay calm."
The two boys reluctantly started to relax.
"Josh, Stephanie is right, and most likely Harry Potter will take care of it, he is on the train you know." Eric said with a hassle-free tone.
At that remark Stephanie turned her attention to Eric. Not sure if he mentioned that distinct name, that stopped Stephanie in her tracks. She swiftly faced the two boys and seriously said, "Who?"
Josh looked a bit stunned at Stephanie. He had never met a person who didn't know Harry Potter. Heck, his dad is Harry Potter's Best Friend.
"You don't know who Harry Potter is?" asked Josh.
At this Stephanie gave them a frustrated sigh and in an annoyed tone said, "I know who Harry Potter is you gits! What did you say about him being on this train?"
The two boys both comprehended what Stephanie meant. Josh decided to explain about what Eric said about Harry Potter being on the train. "Stephanie, didn't you know that he is our Teacher for The Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Stephanie stood there frozen with a deadly pale shade of color on her face. "Oh Bugger." Stephanie said blankly, right before she fainted. And again the two boys looked confused, and rushed over her to check her pulse.
"Eric shouldn't we get someone?" Josh said urgently.
"Nah, it just must have been of shock to her that the famous Harry Potter is our teacher, we should just let her sleep it off." Eric said confidently, as the train started to move again.
"Ok, Eric whatever you say. And I guess Harry Potter did really take care of those Deatheaters." Josh said.
"What did I tell you, leave it up to Harry Potter to take care of those Deatheaters, and You-Know-Who." said Eric smugly.
"Ok, now let's get Stephanie on the seat again. I don't think she would like to wake up on the floor." Josh said concerned.
"Right. Wait a minute, you fancy her don't you?" Eric said craftily while Josh and Eric laid Stephanie on the seat.
"Eric I hardly know her. I don't fancy her!" Josh defended.
Eric looked smugly at Josh. "Sure Josh whatever you say."
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See what I mean of the switchin personalities??? Now you know it will be a Josh/Stephanie, not right now of course, but later…
TITLE: Troubled Minds
PAIRING: Harry/Hermione past/possibly future
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and you shall receive
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The only thing that belongs to this author is the storyline and the characters made up by the author.
A/N: Yay another one up!!!!
It had been almost a week since Stephanie and Hermione moved to England. They had found a nice two-story house, not too far from Diagon Ally. The house was very large in comparison to their New York Apartment.
The days of July and August flew past faster than expected. On the 31st, Stephanie had yet to get her school supplies.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Stephanie and Hermione walked up to the door of the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione paused for a moment, swallowed and opened the door. As Hermione did this so all eyes were on her and Stephanie. Whispers were all around, saying muggle. Before anyone placed a charm on either of the two Hermione spoke.
"We aren't muggles we are witches." Hermione hoped that it came out confidently.
Suddenly all the eyes had become uninterested and went back to where they were before. Hermione took Stephanie's hand and led her to the wall. Hermione took a deep breath and took out her old wand.
"Let's see if I can remember this."
Hermione placed her wand on a certain brick and tapped her wand two bricks up and three to the right. The blocks started to move in an odd pattern and opened. Stephanie and Hermione both walked into the ally. Stephanie was instantly amazed at the sight as Stephanie and Hermione walked through the alley. Stephanie's source that sent her all the letters had described Diagon Alley, but what she had imaged was nothing compared to this sight. There were witches and wizards all around, clothed in their robes. Some with hats, some without. Some of the robes were absolutely beautiful. The shops were another thing. One of the most crowded shops she saw was a Quidditch store. In the shop window, surrounding by witches and wizards of all ages, was a broom. Stephanie couldn't hardly make out the name as she and Hermione past by, but she caught it. The Flamethrower. Even though Stephanie had never played Quidditch before, she instantly fell in love with that broom.
The next shop that entranced Stephanie was a fairly new shop name, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. It was a joke shop by the looks of it. Stephanie wanted to go in the shop, but Hermione was acting like that was the last shop she wanted to go in.
'Hmm I wonder if Weasley, is a very common name.' Stephanie thought to herself.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Stephanie and Hermione had been shopping for three hours so far, and only had one item on
the list left, Stephanie's wand.
"OK, shorty next stop wands." Hermione said as they walked into Ollivander's.
The store was dimly lit, with thousands and thousands of boxes lined upon the shelves.
Hermione was amazed that after all these years, Mr. Ollivander was still behind the counter.
Mr. Ollivander stood up from his old chair and walked over to the two.
"My, my. I haven't seen you in a good seventeen years. I see you have brought you're
daughter, she looks much like her father."
Hermione sighed. "Mr. Ollivander, do you think you can keep this to yourself?" Hermione
asked.
"My Dear, your secret shall not pass through my lips. Now, I will need to measure,
Ms. Granger here."
Mr. Ollivander measured each one of Stephanie's fingers, her palm, and her arm. He then
went in the back of the room and returned later with a box.
"Ten inches, Oak, with a single unicorn tail hair. Good for Transfiguration." Mr. Ollivander
said as he took the wand out of the box and placed it in Stephanie's hand.
Stephanie stared at the wand for a second.
"Go on Stephanie, give it whirl." Hermione told her daughter.
Stephanie flicked the wand. Nothing happened.
"No." Mr. Ollivander took the wand out of Stephanie's hand, and disappeared into the back
again. He appeared a minute later with another, older looking box.
"Nine inches, Holly, single leaf of a mandrake. Very good for Herbology."
Stephanie took the wand and swished it. A closed bottle of ink levitated over Stephanie's
head for about ten seconds, before dropping on her head.
"Ouch! Well, that's going to leave mark in the morning." Stephanie said as she rubbed her
head.
"Not the right one." Mr. Ollivander muttered. Mr. Ollivander took the wand and once again
disappeared in the back, not retuning for a good ten minutes. (Stephanie swore she heard him
say 'I wonder' about three times.) He returned with a very old and dusty looking box. Mr.
Ollivander carefully took the wand out and handed it to Stephanie.
Stephanie took the wand and studied it for five seconds before testing it out. What happened
was one of the most amazing things Stephanie had ever seen. Lightning bolts dance around
her head before striking the wand.
"Wow." Stephanie said awestruck.
"Curious, very curious." Mr. Ollivander replied.
Stephanie looked at Mr. Ollivander confused. "What's curious?"
"What is curious is that this wand has two cores in in. The scale of a Basilisk, and a hair of a
Griffin."
"Mr. Ollivander that's impossible! A wand cannot have two cores!" said Hermione.
"Ms. Granger any wand can have two cores, it usually has too much power for any wizard
or witch, that is why I do not make many of them, but your daughter here is very powerful
and can control the power. Now that will be ten galleons."
Hermione paid Mr. Ollivander and they left the store.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Next Day. Station 9 3/4
Hermione and Stephanie stood between the platforms nine and ten. Stephanie tried numerous
times to convince her mother to go through the barrier with her, but couldn't convince her
mum other wise.
"Mum, please you can go through the barrier, please."
Stephanie begged her mother with her obviously sad emerald eyes. Hermione looked into
those intense eyes "I am sorry Stephanie but I can't risk it, if some one saw-"
"Mom, why are you hiding from the world? You are going to have to face it sometime,"
interrupted Stephanie with some anger.
"I know but not now but to make it up to you I bought you your own owl," Hermione
picked up a cage with a beautiful Black owl with white spots.
Stephanie looked at the cage with amazement and hugged her Mom. "Oooo. You're
forgiven, but you do know you're going to have to reenter this world. If you don't want to I
will make you later. Heck, I might throw in a Daily Prophet exclusive report. I bet I can
make a lot of money on that. I can see it now in lights."
"I know Stephanie later. Now you don't want to be late for your train. Goodbye Stephanie."
And with that Hermione hugged Stephanie once again. "And remember Shorty your last
name is Vigil."
"I know Mom, I know. And stop calling me Shorty!" Stephanie finally went through the
barrier, alone.
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Later on the train…
Stephanie sat in the compartment with her owl now named, Cinders. Stephanie was currently
staring at the window, when the door opened to revealed two boys, one with short red
hair with many freckles and the other brown hair, the red haired one was a bit taller than
the brown haired boy but not by much. The one with red hair spoke first, in a strong British
accent.
"Hello, is it ok if we sit here?"
The two boys startled Stephanie that she jumped in the air. "AHH! Bloody Hell, are you
trying to give me a stroke?" Stephanie said trying to catch her breath.
The brown hair boy grinned. "Well we wouldn't want that would we? So can we sit here?"
"Oh, sure. Help yourself."
"Thanks all the other compartments are filled. Oh and, I am Eric Sarem." said the brown
hair boy.
"And I am Josh Weasley." said the red-haired boy.
Stephanie looked very surprised at this could Josh be related to her mother's friend, Ron
Weasley?
"Well aren't you going to tell us your name or do we have to guess?" Said Josh.
Stephanie shook her head slightly and answered. "Oh. My name is Stephanie Gr… I mean
Vigil, I am Stephanie Vigil. Nice to meet you Josh and Eric. Oh and by the way, Josh. I'm
just curious what are your parents names?" Stephanie asked.
"Oh my parents' names are Ron and Lavendar," said Josh. "So what year are you
Stephanie?"
"First year. How about you two?" Stephanie asked the two boys.
"First." They both said simultaneously.
"Well, I guess we will see a lot of each other," said Stephanie. "What house do you guys
hope to get into? Oh I think I know that answer, Gryffindor. Right?"
"Absolutely!" Josh exclaimed.
"That's what I am hoping for." Eric said.
"Well guys we still have ways away. By any chance do you guys want to play a practical
joke on the Slytherins?" Stephanie smiled deviously.
Both boys looked like they had received ten years worth of birthday presents.
"By your faces I guess that is an yes, but first, anyone want to play exploding snap?"
Stephanie looked everywhere in here trunk, but couldn't find them. "Now where did I put
them? Oh yea, I have my wand." Stephanie said as she pulled out her wand.
"Accio Exploding Snap Cards."
The cards sped towards her from her trunk and Stephanie caught them.
"You know your not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts." Eric stated.
The answer he got wasn't what Josh or him expected.
"I won't tell if you won't."
Suddenly the train came to a screeching halt, accidentally making Stephanie land on Josh.
This little accident caused Josh and Stephanie to turn at least three shades of red. Stephanie
snapped from her daze and rapidly got up.
"Oh, I am so sorry. Let me help you." Stephanie said as she grabbed Josh's hand and pulled
him upward.
"It's ok. It wasn't your fault. I mean it was the train." Josh said trying to cover up his
obvious embarrassment.
"Well that was unexpected." Eric remarked.
Stephanie had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her head started to ache very badly
when she blacked out for a second. Stephanie then saw a vision of wizards dressed in black
robs with masks on. She now knew what exactly had caused the train to stop.
"Deatheaters."
"WHAT!?" Eric yelled. "How do you know that?"
Stephanie looked at Eric right in the eyes and answered gravely, "I don't know, I just saw a picture of death eaters."
Eric looked a bit perplexed at this. "How do you really know?" Eric asked again.
"Hate to break up your little argument but, Stephanie's right there are death eaters, and they are coming down the hallway." Josh said urgently looking through the window of the compartment into the hallway.
"Josh, are you serious?" said Eric skepticism in his voice.
"Does my tone sound serious to you Eric?" Josh said aggravated.
"Shut-Up! Both of You!" Stephanie said enraged. "Now chances are they are not coming after us ok? Now stay calm."
The two boys reluctantly started to relax.
"Josh, Stephanie is right, and most likely Harry Potter will take care of it, he is on the train you know." Eric said with a hassle-free tone.
At that remark Stephanie turned her attention to Eric. Not sure if he mentioned that distinct name, that stopped Stephanie in her tracks. She swiftly faced the two boys and seriously said, "Who?"
Josh looked a bit stunned at Stephanie. He had never met a person who didn't know Harry Potter. Heck, his dad is Harry Potter's Best Friend.
"You don't know who Harry Potter is?" asked Josh.
At this Stephanie gave them a frustrated sigh and in an annoyed tone said, "I know who Harry Potter is you gits! What did you say about him being on this train?"
The two boys both comprehended what Stephanie meant. Josh decided to explain about what Eric said about Harry Potter being on the train. "Stephanie, didn't you know that he is our Teacher for The Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Stephanie stood there frozen with a deadly pale shade of color on her face. "Oh Bugger." Stephanie said blankly, right before she fainted. And again the two boys looked confused, and rushed over her to check her pulse.
"Eric shouldn't we get someone?" Josh said urgently.
"Nah, it just must have been of shock to her that the famous Harry Potter is our teacher, we should just let her sleep it off." Eric said confidently, as the train started to move again.
"Ok, Eric whatever you say. And I guess Harry Potter did really take care of those Deatheaters." Josh said.
"What did I tell you, leave it up to Harry Potter to take care of those Deatheaters, and You-Know-Who." said Eric smugly.
"Ok, now let's get Stephanie on the seat again. I don't think she would like to wake up on the floor." Josh said concerned.
"Right. Wait a minute, you fancy her don't you?" Eric said craftily while Josh and Eric laid Stephanie on the seat.
"Eric I hardly know her. I don't fancy her!" Josh defended.
Eric looked smugly at Josh. "Sure Josh whatever you say."
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See what I mean of the switchin personalities??? Now you know it will be a Josh/Stephanie, not right now of course, but later…