Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. But I do own this plot.
Ah, the humanity of it all. I finally finished the first chapter on paper, well actually that was three days ago, and now I shall type it! It took me a while, but I dare say it was pretty worth it. Oh I forgot to say, Harry and Ron are NOT the villains in this fic, in fact, they are the saviors. You will see what I mean with time. I hope I didn't give out too much info. the story on paper is five pages long, occupying three pieces of paper. Oh and what Harry said about what Hermione said (isn't that confusing?) I was just checking to see if you were paying attention. Oh yes and my Half-sis Tawn is here, so she will be helping me with some things, expect to see a lot of her, she helped me write most of this actually.
Acknowledgements [thank God for the Spell check!],
Angel of Wind: Like I said. I was just checking. Thanks for reviewing. Tawn: Yes, Harry and Ron should eat slugs!
zzLiNezz: Tawn: You're not thick, Kira is the thick one. Kira: Like I said. I was just checking. Thanks for reviewing.
Smudged: Thanks a bunch!!
Writer Gurl: Yanks For reviewing. Tawn: I think you mean "Thanks"...
AndinaOfRivendell: Thanks for taking time and reading. {Tawn: -This crap.}
Sellona: Thank you very much for reviewing. I couldn't have come up with anything better myself.
!#%SPECIAL THANKS%#!
Digi-Girl13, BKYougotit, Trapped in Icy Flame, Purple Orchid, Xtreme Nuisance, And SB1, thank you for your opinions, and reviews. The will be put into affect in the next chapter. Tawn: (don't I bug?) I think you should tell Kira to give you a ten thousand penny certificate or something!
Needed Chapter 3
Refuse, Pushed and Fall
By: Blue Fire Krazed, and Tawn Midwinter
-Of all the things I've believed in,
I just want to get it over with.
Tears form behind my eyes,
But I do not cry,
Counting the days that pass me by.
I've been searching deep down in my soul.
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old.
-Goodbye to You,
Michelle Branch
*~~**~**~
One week after Fred and George's décor, Harry, Ron and Hermione were
all sitting in their Transfiguration Class, awaiting the bell that
announced break.
Professor McGonagall ha not yet mentioned anything on homework, and Hermione was eagerly hoping that the would be free from homework, which was much unlike her, but all the classes of the day had so far, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and even Care of Magical Creatures, they had some sort of writing assignment. Hermione knew that it would take the rest of the week and maybe into the weekend, especially since it was already Thursday. Her last class of the day, thankfully, was Arithmacy, while Ron and Harry had Divination.
"And for homework," Professor McGonagall's voice rang threw the quiet classroom, "I want a six inch essay on how water can be turned to ink of different colors. As soon as you finish putting your books away, you may leave."
Hermione's heart sank as the bell rang. She determinedly put her book quill and ink bottle in her bag, ignoring the, now familiar feeling of being watched.
She sensed Ron mutter something to Harry, as they had moved closer together, though it was inaudible and she suddenly felt a hand on her arm, she turned slowly, and saw the familiar dark hair and green orbs looking at her. Hermione sighed, "Why did I turn around?" she scolded herself briefly before she gave her best friend a questioning gaze.
"Please?" Harry whispered, Hermione closed her eyes as though thinking, though she was closing them in pure frustration, Harry continued, "Ginny is having us get more practice in, we will be practicing all weekend, no doubt getting back past curfew, we all need a lot of practice." Harry glanced at Ron quickly and turned back to Hermione.
Hermione raised her eyebrows, at Harry, who continued his persistence by giving her his best pleading look. Hermione let out an exasperated sigh and nodded slowly.
"Thanks," Harry said, laying his hand on Hermione's shoulder before walking off with Ron. Hermione stared at Harry slowly retreating back, he had thanks her, something he hadn't done all year.
-------
When Hermione left her Arithmacy class that evening, she was feeling three times better than she had in three weeks. After a quiet diner she decided that she would start the essay the next day.
~~**~~
Hermione sat in a huge and beautiful building. It looked very much like a church; she looked up and saw that she was indeed sitting in a chapel. Looking to the very front she noticed that at the alter there was a man in a black tuxedo and a woman in a petite white dress, her face was obscured from view by a disgusting orange veil. Hermione kept looking around until she heard the ceremony coming to a close, where she heard the groom say, "Of all the things I've lost. I miss my mind the most."
The priest then walked in front of them and said, "I now pronounce you Man and Dog, may we all leave in peace and harmony."
~~**~~
Hermione woke up hours later, laughing at her disturbing but humorous dream, wondering what had possessed her mind into seeing the dream. She shrugged, thinking that it possibly meant that things were getting better.
She walked into the Great hall and sat across from Ron and Harry, smiling. Harry and Ron looked up, with expectant looks on their faces, and Hermione noticed, and upon noticing who she was, gave obvious signs of disappointment. Hermione smile flickered; she forced her eyes away from her friends and look up at the ceiling, which was cloudy and gray, almost dull. She sighed, "It had to come on Friday."
After breakfast, Harry, and Ron, who were deep in conversation about different kinds of horrible tragedies, no doubt about Trelawney's latest homework assignment, walked to their History of Magic classroom, followed by Hermione. Professor Binns, unknowingly, took mercy on Hermione that class.
~~**~~
At dinner, Hermione sat well away from Harry and Ron. They had been assigned two more essays that day, which she refused to do.
"No! I have enough to do already; you two can do the homework on your own!" Hermione had responded on a hushed but deadly whisper when she felt she had enough of their pestering, "and you can do Flitwicks essay just as well!" They had said nothing to her; Harry and Ron had simply pushed Hermione out of the way and walked out of their Potions classroom, into the hall. Hermione reluctantly followed, hoping that their bad moods would improve with a bit of time, and that they were just slightly irritated and disappointed. But the rest of the day, Harry and Ron would purposely push when given the chance.
Now Hermione sat at the very end of the table, the farthest she could get from her two best friends, next to the peculiar, Muggle-born Creevey Bothers, Colin and Dennis, whom occasionally sent glares of pure loathing in her direction.
Hermione ate a silent dinner, staring only at her plate. After dinner, Hermione walked up to the Gryffindor Tower. She was walking quietly behind the two of three Quidditch Chasers, Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell, whom, Hermione noted, were whispering in hushed voices. Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister, and Neville Longbottom were walking behind Hermione were talking merrily about and article in "The Quibbler".
"-and it says that she-"Hermione heard Katie whisper to Angelina, Hermione heard nothing else. They arrived at the Gryffindor Tower entrance.
"Pass-"The Fat Lady began.
"Griffin Snake," Angelina said impatiently. The portrait hole opened and admitted them. Hermione was the last to enter the Gryffindor Common Room.
The Common Room was fairly crowded, there were people on chairs and on the floor discussing school work or swapping stories of their days. Others were simply sitting by the fire reading and relaxed. With a quick look around Hermione spotted Harry and Ron sitting on the floor next to a huge, comfortable chair, playing a game of Wizard's Chess, Hermione walked over to them.
"Who's winning?" Hermione asked, as she sat down in the chair, but she needn't ask from the looks on their faces, Ron's triumphant look and Harry's frustrated face, it was obvious that Ron was once again in the lead, "So how are your essays coming along?" Hermione risked.
Harry and Ron looked up at her and stared at her coldly, then returned to their game, both snorting. Hermione sighed. After a moment she asked herself, "Maybe I should try asking them." she agreed with herself, hoping that maybe this time she would receive and answer.
"Harry, Ron," she began, wishing that they would at least turn to look at her, she thought for a moment before continuing, "I have noticed that you two have been acting. peculiar to me," at this point they snorted once again, but she ignored it, "Would you mind telling me?"
They didn't look up at her, not for a moment. They simply kept playing, "Bishop to B4" Harry told the board, a marble white bishop moved forward.
"Harry, please, tell me, I at least want to have and idea of why you are angry with me," Hermione pleaded, putting her hand on Harry's shoulder. He suddenly got up rather abruptly, startling her and Ron.
"Don't *touch* me! You know perfectly well why we are "angry with you!" Harry said, mimicking Hermione's voice in a rather squeaky manner, he hesitated for a second before he called loudly, "You Mudblood!"
Hermione stood up, confused, enraged, and dearly upset. Just about ready to slap him, when Ron leaned forward, grabbed Hermione's ankles, and pulled them backwards, she fell to the floor with a loud thump, the wind knocked out of her. By now all of the Gryffindors present were staring at the scene, Hermione slowly stood, her eyes moving from person to person, noting that not a single one held sympathy in their eyes. Hermione walked swiftly to the portrait hole, more than willing to get away from the cold room, before opening it, she looked back to Harry and Ron, who amongst those giving her cold looks.
"Go Mudblood," Hermione heard someone from her left say, without turning to see who they were, Hermione pushed the portrait hole open, only to collide with something very solid, Hermione stumbled backwards, barely managing to keep hr balance, she looked up to apologize, just to be met by Seamus Finningan's cold eyes.
"Sorry," She murmured, ignoring the snort she received as an answer, she walked as fast as she could, down various corridors, and stair cases, not knowing where she was going.
"I've been called a mudblood before," Hermione thought, wiping a few tears that had managed to escape her eyes with the sleeve of her robe, "I should be used to this by now. but why did it hurt so much?"
"Because you've never been called a *mudblood* by your best friend!" A voice in her head said, it sounded very much like the one she'd heard about a week ago, demanding and stubborn, but at the same time, truthful and logical. It seemed that Hermione never had a chance to respond to this voice because the next moment she crashed into something pale and solid, but unfortunately for Hermione, this time she wasn't very focused and fell to the floor landing on her bottom, she looked up to see her victim and saw eyes staring down at her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
You should have seen me when she was writing this, I would write one paragraph, say that I was going to check something on Fanfiction.net and then I would go to Neopets.com and try to make a new pet (Tawn comment: aren't I dumb?). And at every chance I got I would get up, wash my face, or get a drink of water, a can of soda, make a sandwich for dad, call mom just to say hi, call my grandma and ask her how Mini was doing, or just sit at the computer and stare at the screen. Anyways, in total it took about three days to type this. Any ways, this is the longest chapter so far (1.932 words, without notes), and the part with the dream, I just had to put that in, I had to slap my self for doing so, but, I did it anyways. I hope you enjoyed, and don't worry, I will have the next chapter on in about 2-5 days. So please be patient. My cousins just came from Mexico to visit, so we are going to any theme park possible, meaning we probably won't have much time on our hands.
Oh I FORGOT!!! Please at lest 5 more reviews. No reviews. No chapter (I doubt anyone cares but, its worth a try!)
~*~Blue*Fire*KrAzeD~*~
~^~Tawn Midwinter~^~
Ah, the humanity of it all. I finally finished the first chapter on paper, well actually that was three days ago, and now I shall type it! It took me a while, but I dare say it was pretty worth it. Oh I forgot to say, Harry and Ron are NOT the villains in this fic, in fact, they are the saviors. You will see what I mean with time. I hope I didn't give out too much info. the story on paper is five pages long, occupying three pieces of paper. Oh and what Harry said about what Hermione said (isn't that confusing?) I was just checking to see if you were paying attention. Oh yes and my Half-sis Tawn is here, so she will be helping me with some things, expect to see a lot of her, she helped me write most of this actually.
Acknowledgements [thank God for the Spell check!],
Angel of Wind: Like I said. I was just checking. Thanks for reviewing. Tawn: Yes, Harry and Ron should eat slugs!
zzLiNezz: Tawn: You're not thick, Kira is the thick one. Kira: Like I said. I was just checking. Thanks for reviewing.
Smudged: Thanks a bunch!!
Writer Gurl: Yanks For reviewing. Tawn: I think you mean "Thanks"...
AndinaOfRivendell: Thanks for taking time and reading. {Tawn: -This crap.}
Sellona: Thank you very much for reviewing. I couldn't have come up with anything better myself.
!#%SPECIAL THANKS%#!
Digi-Girl13, BKYougotit, Trapped in Icy Flame, Purple Orchid, Xtreme Nuisance, And SB1, thank you for your opinions, and reviews. The will be put into affect in the next chapter. Tawn: (don't I bug?) I think you should tell Kira to give you a ten thousand penny certificate or something!
Needed Chapter 3
Refuse, Pushed and Fall
By: Blue Fire Krazed, and Tawn Midwinter
-Of all the things I've believed in,
I just want to get it over with.
Tears form behind my eyes,
But I do not cry,
Counting the days that pass me by.
I've been searching deep down in my soul.
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old.
-Goodbye to You,
Michelle Branch
*~~**~**~
One week after Fred and George's décor, Harry, Ron and Hermione were
all sitting in their Transfiguration Class, awaiting the bell that
announced break.
Professor McGonagall ha not yet mentioned anything on homework, and Hermione was eagerly hoping that the would be free from homework, which was much unlike her, but all the classes of the day had so far, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and even Care of Magical Creatures, they had some sort of writing assignment. Hermione knew that it would take the rest of the week and maybe into the weekend, especially since it was already Thursday. Her last class of the day, thankfully, was Arithmacy, while Ron and Harry had Divination.
"And for homework," Professor McGonagall's voice rang threw the quiet classroom, "I want a six inch essay on how water can be turned to ink of different colors. As soon as you finish putting your books away, you may leave."
Hermione's heart sank as the bell rang. She determinedly put her book quill and ink bottle in her bag, ignoring the, now familiar feeling of being watched.
She sensed Ron mutter something to Harry, as they had moved closer together, though it was inaudible and she suddenly felt a hand on her arm, she turned slowly, and saw the familiar dark hair and green orbs looking at her. Hermione sighed, "Why did I turn around?" she scolded herself briefly before she gave her best friend a questioning gaze.
"Please?" Harry whispered, Hermione closed her eyes as though thinking, though she was closing them in pure frustration, Harry continued, "Ginny is having us get more practice in, we will be practicing all weekend, no doubt getting back past curfew, we all need a lot of practice." Harry glanced at Ron quickly and turned back to Hermione.
Hermione raised her eyebrows, at Harry, who continued his persistence by giving her his best pleading look. Hermione let out an exasperated sigh and nodded slowly.
"Thanks," Harry said, laying his hand on Hermione's shoulder before walking off with Ron. Hermione stared at Harry slowly retreating back, he had thanks her, something he hadn't done all year.
-------
When Hermione left her Arithmacy class that evening, she was feeling three times better than she had in three weeks. After a quiet diner she decided that she would start the essay the next day.
~~**~~
Hermione sat in a huge and beautiful building. It looked very much like a church; she looked up and saw that she was indeed sitting in a chapel. Looking to the very front she noticed that at the alter there was a man in a black tuxedo and a woman in a petite white dress, her face was obscured from view by a disgusting orange veil. Hermione kept looking around until she heard the ceremony coming to a close, where she heard the groom say, "Of all the things I've lost. I miss my mind the most."
The priest then walked in front of them and said, "I now pronounce you Man and Dog, may we all leave in peace and harmony."
~~**~~
Hermione woke up hours later, laughing at her disturbing but humorous dream, wondering what had possessed her mind into seeing the dream. She shrugged, thinking that it possibly meant that things were getting better.
She walked into the Great hall and sat across from Ron and Harry, smiling. Harry and Ron looked up, with expectant looks on their faces, and Hermione noticed, and upon noticing who she was, gave obvious signs of disappointment. Hermione smile flickered; she forced her eyes away from her friends and look up at the ceiling, which was cloudy and gray, almost dull. She sighed, "It had to come on Friday."
After breakfast, Harry, and Ron, who were deep in conversation about different kinds of horrible tragedies, no doubt about Trelawney's latest homework assignment, walked to their History of Magic classroom, followed by Hermione. Professor Binns, unknowingly, took mercy on Hermione that class.
~~**~~
At dinner, Hermione sat well away from Harry and Ron. They had been assigned two more essays that day, which she refused to do.
"No! I have enough to do already; you two can do the homework on your own!" Hermione had responded on a hushed but deadly whisper when she felt she had enough of their pestering, "and you can do Flitwicks essay just as well!" They had said nothing to her; Harry and Ron had simply pushed Hermione out of the way and walked out of their Potions classroom, into the hall. Hermione reluctantly followed, hoping that their bad moods would improve with a bit of time, and that they were just slightly irritated and disappointed. But the rest of the day, Harry and Ron would purposely push when given the chance.
Now Hermione sat at the very end of the table, the farthest she could get from her two best friends, next to the peculiar, Muggle-born Creevey Bothers, Colin and Dennis, whom occasionally sent glares of pure loathing in her direction.
Hermione ate a silent dinner, staring only at her plate. After dinner, Hermione walked up to the Gryffindor Tower. She was walking quietly behind the two of three Quidditch Chasers, Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell, whom, Hermione noted, were whispering in hushed voices. Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister, and Neville Longbottom were walking behind Hermione were talking merrily about and article in "The Quibbler".
"-and it says that she-"Hermione heard Katie whisper to Angelina, Hermione heard nothing else. They arrived at the Gryffindor Tower entrance.
"Pass-"The Fat Lady began.
"Griffin Snake," Angelina said impatiently. The portrait hole opened and admitted them. Hermione was the last to enter the Gryffindor Common Room.
The Common Room was fairly crowded, there were people on chairs and on the floor discussing school work or swapping stories of their days. Others were simply sitting by the fire reading and relaxed. With a quick look around Hermione spotted Harry and Ron sitting on the floor next to a huge, comfortable chair, playing a game of Wizard's Chess, Hermione walked over to them.
"Who's winning?" Hermione asked, as she sat down in the chair, but she needn't ask from the looks on their faces, Ron's triumphant look and Harry's frustrated face, it was obvious that Ron was once again in the lead, "So how are your essays coming along?" Hermione risked.
Harry and Ron looked up at her and stared at her coldly, then returned to their game, both snorting. Hermione sighed. After a moment she asked herself, "Maybe I should try asking them." she agreed with herself, hoping that maybe this time she would receive and answer.
"Harry, Ron," she began, wishing that they would at least turn to look at her, she thought for a moment before continuing, "I have noticed that you two have been acting. peculiar to me," at this point they snorted once again, but she ignored it, "Would you mind telling me?"
They didn't look up at her, not for a moment. They simply kept playing, "Bishop to B4" Harry told the board, a marble white bishop moved forward.
"Harry, please, tell me, I at least want to have and idea of why you are angry with me," Hermione pleaded, putting her hand on Harry's shoulder. He suddenly got up rather abruptly, startling her and Ron.
"Don't *touch* me! You know perfectly well why we are "angry with you!" Harry said, mimicking Hermione's voice in a rather squeaky manner, he hesitated for a second before he called loudly, "You Mudblood!"
Hermione stood up, confused, enraged, and dearly upset. Just about ready to slap him, when Ron leaned forward, grabbed Hermione's ankles, and pulled them backwards, she fell to the floor with a loud thump, the wind knocked out of her. By now all of the Gryffindors present were staring at the scene, Hermione slowly stood, her eyes moving from person to person, noting that not a single one held sympathy in their eyes. Hermione walked swiftly to the portrait hole, more than willing to get away from the cold room, before opening it, she looked back to Harry and Ron, who amongst those giving her cold looks.
"Go Mudblood," Hermione heard someone from her left say, without turning to see who they were, Hermione pushed the portrait hole open, only to collide with something very solid, Hermione stumbled backwards, barely managing to keep hr balance, she looked up to apologize, just to be met by Seamus Finningan's cold eyes.
"Sorry," She murmured, ignoring the snort she received as an answer, she walked as fast as she could, down various corridors, and stair cases, not knowing where she was going.
"I've been called a mudblood before," Hermione thought, wiping a few tears that had managed to escape her eyes with the sleeve of her robe, "I should be used to this by now. but why did it hurt so much?"
"Because you've never been called a *mudblood* by your best friend!" A voice in her head said, it sounded very much like the one she'd heard about a week ago, demanding and stubborn, but at the same time, truthful and logical. It seemed that Hermione never had a chance to respond to this voice because the next moment she crashed into something pale and solid, but unfortunately for Hermione, this time she wasn't very focused and fell to the floor landing on her bottom, she looked up to see her victim and saw eyes staring down at her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
You should have seen me when she was writing this, I would write one paragraph, say that I was going to check something on Fanfiction.net and then I would go to Neopets.com and try to make a new pet (Tawn comment: aren't I dumb?). And at every chance I got I would get up, wash my face, or get a drink of water, a can of soda, make a sandwich for dad, call mom just to say hi, call my grandma and ask her how Mini was doing, or just sit at the computer and stare at the screen. Anyways, in total it took about three days to type this. Any ways, this is the longest chapter so far (1.932 words, without notes), and the part with the dream, I just had to put that in, I had to slap my self for doing so, but, I did it anyways. I hope you enjoyed, and don't worry, I will have the next chapter on in about 2-5 days. So please be patient. My cousins just came from Mexico to visit, so we are going to any theme park possible, meaning we probably won't have much time on our hands.
Oh I FORGOT!!! Please at lest 5 more reviews. No reviews. No chapter (I doubt anyone cares but, its worth a try!)
~*~Blue*Fire*KrAzeD~*~
~^~Tawn Midwinter~^~