Chapter 4
Trust is a difficult thing to do especially in times of war. Best friends turn into enemies and enemies pretend to be friends. It's difficult to figure out who is a friend and who is an enemy. But even harder than this is knowing who you are and what you need to do to survive in this chaotic world.
A few days after the orientation of the head students, Hermione sat in her new Common Room reading the book she had found in the library only a few days before. Today was the first Saturday after school had started. Having finished her homework the night before, Hermione had little to do on this extremely dreary day. The rain hitting the castle sounded like an army of men walking to battle. As she read, she noticed that there were Greek phrases on the front cover of the book, so instead of finishing the book, she had decided to translate them into English. As she sat on the couch curled up, she kept referencing the translator guide that she had found in the library the day before.
Her red soffe shorts and blue t-shirt fit her snuggly. These were her favourite bedtime clothes. Because of the humidity, she had curled her hair earlier that day to prevent frizz taking over like it had during her first year of Hogwarts. Competition was worse than ever now. Before, she had been one of the Golden Trio and looks truly did not matter, but now with the addition of Ginny to the group, she was overshadowed by the red haired beauty. Her world was starting to fall apart because of that girl although it did add a little spice to Hermione's life. Fortunately though, Ginny did not mess with her career opportunities. Every field was watching Hermione's every move. Each and every wizarding business was sending her letters requesting a job interview with her including the Ministry of Magic.
Finally, after an hour or so trying to translate the words from the front cover, Hermione finished translating them. They stated:
After much struggle, the Olympic Gods finally captured the Titans and placed them in a dark dungeon underground. Hades has looked after their chained stoned figures for thousands of years. But the Olympic Gods did not realize that their immortality would be taken away from them and reformed into a new, different kind of magic- the magic of the wizards and witches who walk the earth. The following prophecy was made in 1636 by the Dark Child (his or her true name is unknown):
"On the first Saturday of the ninth month, the spell will be broken by one of the most powerful people in the history of history. Chaos will consume the world and death shall wreak havoc on all. There is only one way to make sure that the Titans do not regain control of the world. The answer to this is deep inside."
There was nothing left to translate which disappointed Hermione slightly after she read it out loud. The finding of this prophecy seemed to increase her curiosity. Never before had she heard of the Dark Child, nor had she ever thought that the Titans and Olympic Gods had truly existed. To her it was all a fairytale. Not once had she read anything about the truths of the Titans or the Olympic gods in the school library, or any library at that. And if the prophecy was right, the Olympians were the reason that wizards and witches existed. So why would they not mention it in the History of Magic class or anywhere for that matter? She had to figure this out. Just as she finished thinking to herself, Draco Malfoy walked down the stairs and into the Heads Common Room. The world flashed from color to black and white and time stood still for a moment.
"What are you doing, Granger?" He asked as he sat down in an armchair across from her. He had a potions textbook in his hand.
"Just reading something I found in the library," she responded without taking her eyes off the paper she had just translated.
"Oh. Something for class or pleasure?"
She looked over at him. "It's for pleasure, but I did learn a lot from it." The world flashed back to color as Hermione said, "Why are you talking to me anyways?"
Draco opened his textbook and started reading the first chapter. A minute later he stated, "I'm not."
