Chapter 9
Hermione was walking around the rocks barefooted……she started walking as if she was a kid again. The wind tugged her white dress, as if it was inviting her to dance. Hermione threw back her head, spread her arms, and started to twirl. The dress flowed in the breeze as if it was a part of it. The wind blew through her long, golden hair. The young teen smiled and gave out a giggle. She started to dance.
What she didn't know was that 4 people were watching her dance with the wind. Harry was staring at Hermione as if she was a ghost. "This is exactly like my dream but…..it can't be Hermione. The woman from my dream has different hair color than Hermione." Harry thought as he continued staring at his best friend. "It can't be Hermione."
Suddenly, Hermione stopped dancing as she saw a flash from the corner of her eye.
"Hello? Anyone there?" she yelled.
"Hello Miss. Granger." A voice said.
It was Aelwyn. She was walking towards her and smiling at her. Remus noticed how pale she turned as the fortuneteller walked towards her. Hermione put back her white sandals, waiting for Aelwyn to talk.
"I know you must to scared but I assure you there is nothing to be scared about." Aelwyn said calmly.
"Nothing to be scared about!" Hermione roared.
The two teenagers and adults walked closer to the scene between the two girls.
"I just found out that my ancestor is a witch who has powers that she couldn't even control! And yet, my parents never even told me about her! Hermione screeched.
"You're mother knew about it but since she thought you were the smart one, you could figure it out. You're father, however, never knew about it. Which means, yes, Hermione Granger, you are a mud-blood."
Hermione's face turned even paler. Hermione couldn't believe that she was a mud-blood and her mother never told her about it. The shocked Hermione told the clairvoyant that she didn't want to hear anymore and needed time to think. She walked away leaving the psychic alone, kinda of. Harry and the others decided to head back to Hogwarts and have a long talk with Hermione.
As Hermione was walking in the halls, mumbling to herself about how Aelwyn was making her crazy. Hermione was so mad that she nearly yelled at the portrait for the password. Later, Hermione decided to go to Professor Snape's class earlier, so she doesn't have to see Harry or Ron especially Sammy.
Serverus Snape was in his office reading a book for his next class. Finally, he had the job for D.A.D.A but when he heard that Remus and Sirius were going to be in his class as teenagers again, he was about to scream but couldn't. He had to face being bullied in that class as a teenager but them in his class would be actually fun. It was his turn to bully them. Then he heard a slam downstairs.
"I can't believe someone would be here 15 minutes earlier!" Snape mumbled.
He peaked outside his door and noticed Hermione Granger sitting down. Snape leaned against the wall watching her as her eyes scanned across a page at an inhuman rate, flipping each page.
"Book any good. Miss Granger?" he asked.
Hermione jumped as she heard a voice. Hermione looked up and saw her professor's pale face looking at her.
"I didn't mean to scare you, Miss. Granger." Snape said.
"Y-You didn't sir. I'm sorry; if I'm earlier I just didn't feel like talking with Harry nor Ron." Hermione said.
"It's alright, Miss. Granger." Snape said still leaning against the wall.
Hermione returned reading her huge book but felt that Snape's eyes were on her. She cleared her throat loudly and continued reading. Serverus was watching Hermione read and couldn't help but smile. She reminded him of Lily…..the young smart witch he met before they started Hogwarts……the young woman who married Potter……the woman who died protecting Harry. Snape shook his head, thinking about Lily now made him feel……he turned around and re-entered his office.
He heard the door slam again and Snape thought that Hermione left. But then he heard a voice.
"What are you doing here, Granger?" asked a harsh voice.
"Nothing, Malfoy. I'm just reading." Hermione answered back.
"Where's Potty and Weasel?" asked Malfoy.
"Harry and Ron are….somewhere." Hermione mumbled.
"So you came to class earlier, Granger? To be away from your friends? How pathetic and yet, you call yourself a Gryffindor." Malfoy said.
Hermione shut her book hard and turn to met Draco Malfoy eye to eye.
"I am a Gryffindor! Unlike you, I'm not ashamed of my friends, Draco." Hermione snapped, "I'm really tried of your little tricks on me so get lost."
Hermione sat back down at her desk looking away from Draco. Malfoy walked to Hermione, facing her with his evil eyes and his pale face.
"You wished you never said that. You don't know anything, Granger. You think you know everything, you're nothing but a little pitiable Mudblood." Malfoy snapped.
Snape's eyes widen as he heard that word come out of Draco's mouth. He turned to look at Hermione and saw hurt in her eyes just like Lily's…..but she didn't cry or anything but slap Draco at the face.
"I'm tried of you calling me that, Draco! You may have said it me to 4 years ago and that did hurt me but this time……you're calling me pathetic and yet, look at you. You're nothing but a worthless piece of junk to your father." Hermione said.
Draco didn't say anything but left as he touched the red mark on his face. It burned. As Malfoy left, Hermione sat back down, her hands were covering face as she burst into tears. While, Serverus Snape was watching her cry feeling sad and his face showed it.
