Everyone Has A Dark Side
A/N: Yes, I'm back. I'm so sorry I stopped working on this, I just was so busy. Well, I'm working on it again, so I'll update regularly. Note: I made drew out the plot and I had to make some important changes, so if you go back to chapter 6, there is a big change there. Well not huge, but it helps you understand how the Gryffindors are acting. By the way, can anyone tell me where the term Golden Trio for Harry, Ron, and Hermione came from? Otherwise, here's chapter 7
Chapter 7: Thoughts
Hermione was in a dark wood. People were screaming and yelling around her. A little muggle girl burst out of a near by bush and ran. She tripped and fell face up a few feet from Hermione. There was a look of absolute terror on the girl's face as she looked up at Hermione. She heard a rough voice shout, "Avada Kedavra" and the girl jerked and fell back lifeless as a rag doll.
Hermione jerked awake, covered in sweat. Her dream had been full of sound, people screaming and yelling. And that terrified girl.
All the little globe-like lamps in the dormitory had been extinguished, and it was very dark. She thought it was 2 or 3 am. Hermione turned over, wondering what significance her dream could have.
Draco Malfoy also had trouble sleeping, but not because of dreams. He was thinking about Hermione and his father's plan for her. He could see her in a different way now that she was a Slytherin and a pure blood. Perhaps he just hadn't previously been able to think of her as anything other than a Gryffindor, a know it all, and a mudblood. Pureblood, he subconsciously corrected himself. She was already getting along with Pansy, Blaise, and Sarah, he noticed. Strange that she could fit in so well.
Professor Albus Dumbledore was yet another resident of Hogwarts who was awake. He was meeting secretly with a few other teachers in his office: Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, and Hagrid.
They all were greatly surprised by the evening's events. None of them had any idea how Hermione's name could have gotten on that list. Dumbledore himself had written it, and he was certain he'd not put Hermione's name on it. Also, just as odd as her being sorted into Slytherin, was the fact that the name on the list had been Hermione Lavinier, not Granger. Hermione, however, had responded to it.
"We all know the significance of that name." Professor McGonagall, a tall and pinched looking witch who rarely smiled and kept her gray hair in a tight bun, said darkly. "How could she possible be part of that family?"
"Charles and Jennifer went off and married and joined the Dark Side after they left Hogwarts. The whole family, including their six-month-old baby, was believed to have been killed by Aurors. If Hermione is a Lavinier, which I sincerely hope she is not, then the only possible explanation is that the baby was some how given to a muggle family." Said Dumbledore slowly. "I will have to contact Fudge. If anyone knows about this it will be the Ministry of Magic."
"I'm worried about her being in Slytherin. I watched her and she fitted right in with them all. We can only hope she doesn't decide to make friends with the wrong people. I don't like the look of things," said McGonagall darkly.
"Hermione's a smart girl, she'll be fine," Hagrid said confidently. Snape glared at him "You'd be surprised. The powerful lure of the Dark Side has attracted many clever your students in the past," he said rubbing is left forearm subconsciously on the place where the Dark Mark was branded on his skin.
"We must let fated take it's course," Dumbledore said sadly, stroking his long with beard. "It's late you should all get some sleep now." He sent the other teachers to bed and retired, too.
"Hermione, wake up. It's time for breakfast. You wouldn't want to be late for class on the first day," said Pansy, shaking Hermione's shoulder.
Quickly, she got up, showered, and changed into her uniform. She then ran a comb though her thick, wavy brown hair in an attempt to keep it under control. Giving up, she ran to catch up with the other girls as they went down into the common room.
Many of the Slytherins watched Hermione curiously, evidently remembering the strange sorting last night. A couple came up to her asking questions.
"Are you really a Lavinier?"
"Why did the sorting hat change your house?"
"Is it true you were a Gryffindor?"
Hermione was a bit taken aback. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to the others, but it was overwhelming to have people come up to you and begin bombarding her with questions. Luckily, Pansy and Blaise got the questioners to leave her, proclaiming that Hermione had just got up and was starving. "You can ask her at break, but let Hermione alone for now."
Draco Malfoy approached. " Hi Pansy. Hi Blaise. Uh-Hi Hermione," he said.
"Hi Draco," Hermione replied. It was amazing how they were talking like good friends when a few weeks ago Draco would have been calling her a mudblood. "Well, what do you think of Slytherin?" He asked as they followed some chatty fourth year Hufflepuffs into the dungeon passageway.
Oh, it's nice. Most people are really friendly, but I've just been in the house a day so I can't say yet." She was trying to memorize the path up to the entrance hall, not being especially familiar with the extensive dungeons.
They crossed through the entrance hall and into the Great Hall, which was quickly filling with students. Instinctively, she began to cross towards the Gryffindor House table, then remembered she had switched houses and sat down by Pansy at the Slytherin table. Many students watched her curiously, probably interested to know about her being resorted. Others were not so friendly. Ron and Harry, for example, glared daggers at her.
"Talk about getting up on the wrong side of the bed, " said Draco, smirking. He cocked his head towards the Gryffindors. "They don't look very pleased to see you."
She looked towards them in defiance. "Well, I don't care! Who needs them? On the train they actually accused me of being on the Dark Side just because of my name and because I was seen in Knockturn Alley with you. I suppose they hate me now. Honestly, how could I have ever been friends with such people!" She tried to sound calm, but inside she was so angry that the two boys could throw away her friendship just because of a change in her name.
"They probable only wanted you as a friend so you would help them do home work. Slytherins are always true and loyal friends," drawled Draco looking in disdain at the Gryffindors. Pansy and Blaise nodded in agreement.
The Heads of houses began to walk down the tables passing out schedules. Snape looked totally non-plused at Hermione, although he was concerned to see her sitting happily among the Slytherins.
Hermione looked at her schedule. "Double History of Magic, both Care of Magical Creatures and double Potions with the Gryffindors, and then Defense Against the Dark Arts. What fun!"
"I thought you liked school," said Pansy.
" Yes I do, but it can be terrible. For example, who knows what kind of horrible Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Dumbledore has hired."
She listened to Pansy, Sarah, and Blaise discuss which of the singers in the band, The Weird Sisters was the hottest (A/N: this band is a guy band) and some nearby boys discuss the Quidditch World Cup while she munched jam and toast.
A/N: Okay, I know that was a shorter chapter, but this way I can publish chapter 8 sooner. Coming up, a fight in Care of Magical Creatures, and important conversations with Neville, Ginny, and Pansy. Also, does anyone know which Harry Potter book Hermione slaps/ punches Draco in? In the 3rd movie she does, but that doesn't' seem to happen at that point in the book.
News! I've been in Australia for a month and I only go the news yesterday, but If you haven't heard: The title of the sixth Harry Potter book is Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and the HBP isn't Harry or Voldy.
Alianne