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I apology for not having post anything last week but I had this review on one other of my fanfictions telling me that my English was full of spelling, grammar and syntax mistakes ... So I wanted to make the best checking I was able to do on it before to post anything else. I do hope there is not such a problem with this fanfiction, please do tell me if there are too many mistakes.
I may have told you once but I don't have any beta reader and English is not my mother tongue so I guess it's quite logical that I'm doing mistakes. I don't like reading stories full of mistakes and I was kind of disappointed that I could have post stories that could have bothered someone to that point (I mean posting such a review). Review which by the way was full of mistakes as well ...
I might be French but I can see them anyway. There is this say in France stating "Do as I say but not as I do." I guess it says it all ....
Now back with the story ....
Ally : y'a une réplique x-filienne rien que pour toi :p
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The evening was uneventful. Harry was relieved no one questioned him about defeating Voldemort. Truth be told, they were more or less all there when it happened. The most part of the people sharing his table were former members of the Dumbledore Army. They knew what had happened and were friends of Harry, not friends of Harry-that-killed-Voldemort.
At the end of the evening, Neville, Ginny, Harry and Hermione went back to the Hogsmeade train station and waited for the late train to go back to Hogwarts. When the train arrived and stopped at the station, they all climbed inside of it and opened the door of one of the numerous empty compartments that were available. That was a change for as far as they could remember, each time they had took the Hogwarts Express, they had to look for an empty compartment for a while before being able to sit down and relax.
Hermione was starting to feel tired and longed to be in her bed to have a nice sleep. It had been a very long day and she wanted to start to plan her schedule the day tomorrow. She'll need a good start to plan her lessons on the best way possible. She wanted it to be perfect. Charms were not known as being the most popular lessons ever and she wanted to change that.
One of her teachers at college was so interesting that even the most stubborn of the students could not help but find his lessons interesting. She wanted to be that kind of teacher, the kind of teacher all the students will be remembering. There was no way she'll be arriving at her first lesson with nothing prepared. She was on charge of the seven years Charms lessons. With the first years, she guessed it will be alright. But what about the older students? She was barely a few years older than them. They would not be a piece of cake. Will she be able to handle them? To interest them to her lessons? Will she be a good teacher? What if they start to make fun of her? She had never been that popular anyway, hadn't she? Well of course, the situation tended to change after she helped Harry to defeat Voldemort. She really needed to make a perfect schedule!
As the train began to stop, they got ready to get off of it. One carriage was waiting for them. As a consequence of their battle against Voldemort, they were now all able to see the once invisible animals that were taking care of the carriages movements. That came to a shock to Hermione as she was not at all ready for that. She was not even close to think that one day she'll be able to see them. Neville and Ginny had experienced that feeling on their first year at Hogwarts as teacher and nurse so they did not notice Hermione's reaction. Harry of course had seen them for years so he was used to it. He notice Hermione's frown however and took her hand in his own trying to cheer her up when she entered the carriage.
"Ugly aren't they?" he joked.
"It's okay Harry." She answered
"I know how strange it is when you're not prepared to see them."
"You're right, I was not expecting to see them at all, but I'm fine, really. It's strange that's all." She said.
"Hermione then looked through the window of the carriage and stared at the beautiful castle that was up the hill. There were lots of lights on. The sight was breathtaking as usual. Beautiful and dramatic at the same time.
"I remember when we arrived on the lake on our first year. I think I don't remember having ever seen such a magnificent sight before." She said.
"Same here." Answered Harry after having followed Hermione's glance on the castle.
"Hogwarts is truly beautiful" she stated with a dreamy voice.
As they arrived, they made their way towards the teachers area. Ginny could go back to her apartment since no student was at the infirmary.
"Harry, when did you arrive at Hogwarts by the way? I did not see you on the train when I arrived" asked Hermione.
"I arrived yesterday evening." He answered.
"Oh then you had today to unpack, you're lucky. I'll do my unpacking tomorrow morning then I'll try to sort my schedule out." Said Hermione.
"Well, ... actually I'm not done with my unpacking." Said Harry with that smile he had each time he asked her if she could help him with his homeworks.
"Harry James Potter! Don't you tell me you spend the whole day walking in Hogsmeade and waiting for me to help you to unpack!" said Hermione trying to look shocked and angry.
"I was helping Luna to prepare your surprise!" he said pouting.
"Oh come on, no need to puppy-eyed me! I'll help you!" she said.
"Great! See you tomorrow then!" and then he disappeared in some stairs that Hermione had not noticed at first.
"Some things haven't changed a bit I see" said a very amused Ginny.
"Oh come on! I'm over it!" said Hermione with her best I'm-25-I'm-over-it voice.
"Sure. Fine. Whatever." Said Ginny, still very amused by the scene she had just seen. "But I know what I've seen." She silently added to herself.
Then Hermione made her way to her apartment and stopped at the portrait of Lady Fiona. She made sure no one was around and said "Harry Potter" without succeeding to avoid a furious blushing. Lady Fiona smiled at her reaction and winked at her "Told you it wasn't a good idea dear."
"We'll see to that tomorrow." Quickly answered Hermione entering her apartment. "So much for getting over it..." she murmured. "Alright !" she said to herself, "Now I need to rest I have a big day tomorrow!".
After such a day, she actually needed a good sleep. As she put her cloak on a chair, she noticed the mysterious door was there again. Her curiosity got the best of her tiredness and she opened it. Once again she was shocked. Instead of the nice little garden she had seen earlier was a room covered with pillows. It seemed that not a single pillow had the same colour than another one. There was a very calm music, like a lullaby. Hermione blinked to make sure she was not dreaming. But she wasn't. She closed the door, too tired to look for an explanation, and she went straight to her bed. As soon as she laid on it she sighed and stood up again to go to her bathroom to brush her teeth. Then she went back to her bed and did not leave it until the morning.
When she woke up the day after, Hermione saw a beautiful sun coming through her French windows of her balcony. She smiled and stretched her body still in her bed. She looked at her clock and saw it was already 9 a.m. She quickly made her way to her bathroom and started the shower to warm the water while putting of her night gown. When she exited her bathroom, she was only wearing a huge towel around her body together with a smaller one around her hair trying to dry them. She opened her dressing room to chose what she'll be wearing and then went to her office to write a letter to her parents. She wanted to send it by owl first thing this morning to tell them how she was doing so far. When she was done with her letter, she heard her stomach make the kind of noise a stomach does when it needs to be feed. She quickly exited her office and froze. That stupid door was there again. What the hell was it this time? She sighed and opened it. Her eyes nearly pop up her head. There was a prairie with grass and flowers everywhere. She could not even see the end of it. And there was a blanket on it. With some food all over it. She shut the door and made her way to the owls to send her letter. Then she went down to the Great Hall to have breakfast with her friends.
As she entered the Great Hall, she was kind of disorientated. Each time she had entered the huge room, it was to sit with her follow Gryfindors on one of the four endless tables. Now she was expected at the teachers table and that was odd. She was feeling as if she was not allowed there, very out of her place indeed. Luckily enough, her friends quickly joined her and they started to chat happily while eating their breakfast. She was eating some cereals when the thought of that mysterious door came back in her mind.
"Do you guys have anything special in your apartment?" she asked.
"What do you mean "special"?" Neville asked.
"Well I've got this door ... it's not always there, but when it is, it never opens on the same room. It's always a different place." She said.
"What kind of places?" asked a very curious Harry.
"Well, the first time, it was a garden. Yesterday evening it was a room full of pillows and this morning it was a prairie."
"That's very odd indeed." Said Harry.
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Alright that's it. I hope you like it and I hope there are not too many mistakes :'(
I apology for not having post anything last week but I had this review on one other of my fanfictions telling me that my English was full of spelling, grammar and syntax mistakes ... So I wanted to make the best checking I was able to do on it before to post anything else. I do hope there is not such a problem with this fanfiction, please do tell me if there are too many mistakes.
I may have told you once but I don't have any beta reader and English is not my mother tongue so I guess it's quite logical that I'm doing mistakes. I don't like reading stories full of mistakes and I was kind of disappointed that I could have post stories that could have bothered someone to that point (I mean posting such a review). Review which by the way was full of mistakes as well ...
I might be French but I can see them anyway. There is this say in France stating "Do as I say but not as I do." I guess it says it all ....
Now back with the story ....
Ally : y'a une réplique x-filienne rien que pour toi :p
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The evening was uneventful. Harry was relieved no one questioned him about defeating Voldemort. Truth be told, they were more or less all there when it happened. The most part of the people sharing his table were former members of the Dumbledore Army. They knew what had happened and were friends of Harry, not friends of Harry-that-killed-Voldemort.
At the end of the evening, Neville, Ginny, Harry and Hermione went back to the Hogsmeade train station and waited for the late train to go back to Hogwarts. When the train arrived and stopped at the station, they all climbed inside of it and opened the door of one of the numerous empty compartments that were available. That was a change for as far as they could remember, each time they had took the Hogwarts Express, they had to look for an empty compartment for a while before being able to sit down and relax.
Hermione was starting to feel tired and longed to be in her bed to have a nice sleep. It had been a very long day and she wanted to start to plan her schedule the day tomorrow. She'll need a good start to plan her lessons on the best way possible. She wanted it to be perfect. Charms were not known as being the most popular lessons ever and she wanted to change that.
One of her teachers at college was so interesting that even the most stubborn of the students could not help but find his lessons interesting. She wanted to be that kind of teacher, the kind of teacher all the students will be remembering. There was no way she'll be arriving at her first lesson with nothing prepared. She was on charge of the seven years Charms lessons. With the first years, she guessed it will be alright. But what about the older students? She was barely a few years older than them. They would not be a piece of cake. Will she be able to handle them? To interest them to her lessons? Will she be a good teacher? What if they start to make fun of her? She had never been that popular anyway, hadn't she? Well of course, the situation tended to change after she helped Harry to defeat Voldemort. She really needed to make a perfect schedule!
As the train began to stop, they got ready to get off of it. One carriage was waiting for them. As a consequence of their battle against Voldemort, they were now all able to see the once invisible animals that were taking care of the carriages movements. That came to a shock to Hermione as she was not at all ready for that. She was not even close to think that one day she'll be able to see them. Neville and Ginny had experienced that feeling on their first year at Hogwarts as teacher and nurse so they did not notice Hermione's reaction. Harry of course had seen them for years so he was used to it. He notice Hermione's frown however and took her hand in his own trying to cheer her up when she entered the carriage.
"Ugly aren't they?" he joked.
"It's okay Harry." She answered
"I know how strange it is when you're not prepared to see them."
"You're right, I was not expecting to see them at all, but I'm fine, really. It's strange that's all." She said.
"Hermione then looked through the window of the carriage and stared at the beautiful castle that was up the hill. There were lots of lights on. The sight was breathtaking as usual. Beautiful and dramatic at the same time.
"I remember when we arrived on the lake on our first year. I think I don't remember having ever seen such a magnificent sight before." She said.
"Same here." Answered Harry after having followed Hermione's glance on the castle.
"Hogwarts is truly beautiful" she stated with a dreamy voice.
As they arrived, they made their way towards the teachers area. Ginny could go back to her apartment since no student was at the infirmary.
"Harry, when did you arrive at Hogwarts by the way? I did not see you on the train when I arrived" asked Hermione.
"I arrived yesterday evening." He answered.
"Oh then you had today to unpack, you're lucky. I'll do my unpacking tomorrow morning then I'll try to sort my schedule out." Said Hermione.
"Well, ... actually I'm not done with my unpacking." Said Harry with that smile he had each time he asked her if she could help him with his homeworks.
"Harry James Potter! Don't you tell me you spend the whole day walking in Hogsmeade and waiting for me to help you to unpack!" said Hermione trying to look shocked and angry.
"I was helping Luna to prepare your surprise!" he said pouting.
"Oh come on, no need to puppy-eyed me! I'll help you!" she said.
"Great! See you tomorrow then!" and then he disappeared in some stairs that Hermione had not noticed at first.
"Some things haven't changed a bit I see" said a very amused Ginny.
"Oh come on! I'm over it!" said Hermione with her best I'm-25-I'm-over-it voice.
"Sure. Fine. Whatever." Said Ginny, still very amused by the scene she had just seen. "But I know what I've seen." She silently added to herself.
Then Hermione made her way to her apartment and stopped at the portrait of Lady Fiona. She made sure no one was around and said "Harry Potter" without succeeding to avoid a furious blushing. Lady Fiona smiled at her reaction and winked at her "Told you it wasn't a good idea dear."
"We'll see to that tomorrow." Quickly answered Hermione entering her apartment. "So much for getting over it..." she murmured. "Alright !" she said to herself, "Now I need to rest I have a big day tomorrow!".
After such a day, she actually needed a good sleep. As she put her cloak on a chair, she noticed the mysterious door was there again. Her curiosity got the best of her tiredness and she opened it. Once again she was shocked. Instead of the nice little garden she had seen earlier was a room covered with pillows. It seemed that not a single pillow had the same colour than another one. There was a very calm music, like a lullaby. Hermione blinked to make sure she was not dreaming. But she wasn't. She closed the door, too tired to look for an explanation, and she went straight to her bed. As soon as she laid on it she sighed and stood up again to go to her bathroom to brush her teeth. Then she went back to her bed and did not leave it until the morning.
When she woke up the day after, Hermione saw a beautiful sun coming through her French windows of her balcony. She smiled and stretched her body still in her bed. She looked at her clock and saw it was already 9 a.m. She quickly made her way to her bathroom and started the shower to warm the water while putting of her night gown. When she exited her bathroom, she was only wearing a huge towel around her body together with a smaller one around her hair trying to dry them. She opened her dressing room to chose what she'll be wearing and then went to her office to write a letter to her parents. She wanted to send it by owl first thing this morning to tell them how she was doing so far. When she was done with her letter, she heard her stomach make the kind of noise a stomach does when it needs to be feed. She quickly exited her office and froze. That stupid door was there again. What the hell was it this time? She sighed and opened it. Her eyes nearly pop up her head. There was a prairie with grass and flowers everywhere. She could not even see the end of it. And there was a blanket on it. With some food all over it. She shut the door and made her way to the owls to send her letter. Then she went down to the Great Hall to have breakfast with her friends.
As she entered the Great Hall, she was kind of disorientated. Each time she had entered the huge room, it was to sit with her follow Gryfindors on one of the four endless tables. Now she was expected at the teachers table and that was odd. She was feeling as if she was not allowed there, very out of her place indeed. Luckily enough, her friends quickly joined her and they started to chat happily while eating their breakfast. She was eating some cereals when the thought of that mysterious door came back in her mind.
"Do you guys have anything special in your apartment?" she asked.
"What do you mean "special"?" Neville asked.
"Well I've got this door ... it's not always there, but when it is, it never opens on the same room. It's always a different place." She said.
"What kind of places?" asked a very curious Harry.
"Well, the first time, it was a garden. Yesterday evening it was a room full of pillows and this morning it was a prairie."
"That's very odd indeed." Said Harry.
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Alright that's it. I hope you like it and I hope there are not too many mistakes :'(