Title:
The Point Of All Emotions
Author:
ThePhantomsRedRose
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter or the Phantom of the Opera.
Summary:
AU, 7thYear. The war looms in everyone's thoughts. To take their
mind away they begin work on a Musical. Strong partnerships are
established, but are they strong enough to win the war?
Authors
Note: I am fighting with Ron.
Ron marched over to Snape and punched him square in the jaw.
"Mister Weasley! What is the meaning of this?" Professor McGonagall said walking closer to the seething men. Harry and Leo were now restraining Ron. Hermione was tending to Severus's face.
"Stay away from my friends!" Ron growled while being dragged out of the ballroom.
"You are no friend of mine Ronald Weasley!" Hermione yelled as she cleaned up the bruise and mended Severus's Jawbone.
"Hermione? Are you okay?" Ginny asked because of Hermione's shaking fit.
"Ginny, I'm sorry, I'm not alright. Could you just let me be?" She said rising from the floor and running up the stairs into the auditorium.
She ran into her own dressing room passing the shattered vase. Oh look, that's what's left of our shattered friendship. She flung the second portrait open collapsing on to her bed.
Why does he do this to me? Am I never allowed to be happy? First in fourth year with Victor and now with Severus. Oh this can't be happening. We were having so much fun and then he had to go and ruin it all! I hate him! Nevertheless, I can't hate him because if I do then we won't win this war! Why does the whole world revolve around my friendships? Why couldn't I just be normal! Why couldn't I look out of the window, see a sunny sky, and just be happy? Instead, I think of one-day closer to the war. I need to read, what should I read. Oh, who am I kidding, I can't read at a time like this. I need to... go!
She pulled off her dress and put on a pair of muggle jeans and a sweatshirt. She walked into the Gryffindor common room quietly slipping out of the portrait of the pink lady. She snuck down seven flights of stairs and into the Entrance Hall. She quietly opened the Castle door and snuck out into the piercing cold of the night. Once outside she decided to take form. However, she was too shaken up to fully change. She was in all human form except she now had Silver-White wings. She shrugged and began furling the wings. She decided to get a running start and started flapping her wings. However, she fell face first into the ground.
"Owww!" Hermione said rubbing her face, unable to keep the tears from falling. She stood back up again and started to flap her wings ferociously this time. The wind caught under them just right and she began to hover above the ground. Higher and higher, she hovered until she surged forward, flailing about in the night sky. She teetered on the wind still getting used to the feeling of flying. She flew over the forest and saw a clearing. She landed and got rid of her wings. She gathered some sticks in the dark after casting a quick lumous and put them in a pile. She figured out that she could change only certain parts of her body into her dragon form as well as change fully. She morphed her head to the head of her dragon form and lit the sticks ablaze.
Back in her normal head, she began to cry. She heard twigs snapping and glanced up. She saw a feline coming towards her. Within an instant, Severus was standing right in front of her.
"I thought I would find you here," He said sitting next to her in black, billowing, robes.
"Every thing was so perfect, and then he ruined it!" Hermione cried.
"I'm sorry he hurt you Mia, I will never let it happen again," He said embracing her.
"He hurt you more. How is your jaw?" She asked, turning his head towards her.
"Do you think something as frivolous as a broken jaw is bad Hermione? I faced the dark lord's wrath so many times in my life that this is like a walk in the park. It's healed up fine now," He added.
"I had planned something for tonight," He said while whistling into the forest. Two horses emerged from the trees, one black, and one white.
"Oh Severus!" She said getting up from her seat to admire the horses.
"Well, get on," He said, swinging himself on to the black horse. Hermione followed suit and Severus extinguished the fire. They galloped through the forest paths. Going further and further in to the blackness.
"How did you know to look for me there?" She asked over the sounds of galloping hooves.
"I saw a flame from the castle, I had a feeling it had to do with you," He yelled back as she raced up, neck and neck with his horse. There wasn't much activity in the forest for midnight. They came to a new clearing with a waterfall. They dismounted their horses and walked over to the streaming river. Hermione cupped her hands in the water and brought them to her face, washing away the sorrows of her fallen friendship.
"Dance with me?" he asked taking her into a slow waltz under the cloudy moonlight. Snow began to fall. Hermione began to sing to a musical she had heard the summer before I should tell you, I should tell you. She clung to him for dear life while singing. Severus lifted her chin.
"I love you Mia," He said kissing her tear-stained face.
"I love you too Severus," She said still clinging to him, swaying back and forth.
"We should return, I don't want your fellow lions to worry about you, the dance is over by now. He gave her one more kiss and mounted his horse riding off into the snow.