Disclaimer: Kissing a Dementor has many negative side effects. These include but are not limited to: Chills, Minimal Body Heat, Loss of Motor Functions, Loss of Thought Processes, Lack of Energy, Depression, General Pain, Loss of one's soul, Soullessness, a Loss of all motor functions, and eventual death. Medical Experts suggest that you do not kiss a dementor due to the inconvenience of losing your soul. Health Leaders agree that Generally Speaking That's a bad thing to lose.
Hermione and the Radiant Chaos
Chapter 5
Two and Four and Shattered Time
During their ride to Hogwarts Hermione had slid beside Harry and leaned against him. She yawned tiredly as she did.
"Hermione?" Harry questioned.
"Hmm?" She asked as her head dropped onto his frail shoulder.
"What are you doing?" He asked weakly.
"Mmm..." She murmured as her eyes shut.
"Hermione?" Harry called out to her faintly as she lost the battle against the tiredness that had threatened to consume her since she had gotten up hours ago.
The next thing she knew she was being gently shaken by Harry.
"Mmmhm, Harry?" She blinked faintly for a moment.
She dully noticed that Harry hadn't moved as she slept on his shoulder for hours. Hermione pulled away from Harry as she grew used to the faint light of the compartment. She blushed slightly when she saw a damp spot on his right shoulder of his shirt.
"Sorry about drooling on you." Hermione's blush increased.
Harry merely shrugged before he spoke. He cared about her she was certain, but the feelings of betrayal were too fresh, too deep for him to actually draw close to her. He didn't want to be hurt yet again.
"We are getting close to Hogwarts Hermione, we need to change into our robes."
She nodded and as she did she opened her trunk, and quickly pulled out a pair of black robes.
"Do you want to change first or should I?" Hermione asked.
"I'll step out and let you change first." Harry replied.
Hermione smiled at him brilliantly.
"Thanks." She said.
Again, Harry merely shrugged and stepped out.
Quickly Hermione peeled off her muggle clothes and pulled her robes on. After she stowed her clothes away Hermione opened the door to see Harry accosted by Ron Weasley.
"Harry, it's your turn." Hermione said as she interrupted their conversation.
"Thanks Hermione." Harry said as he entered the compartment.
"Who are you?" Ron demanded harshly.
"I would think the proper thing to do is to introduce yourself politely and then ask for a name." Hermione retorted.
"Ron Weasley and you are?" Ron growled in a threatening tone.
"I'm Hermione Granger, and you are mean." Hermione said simply.
Ron looked like she had slapped him in the face.
"What do you mean mean?" Ron asked dumbly.
"You verbally attacked me before you had known me even a minute. That's mean." Hermione retorted, and intentionally let a tear trickle down her face.
Ron paled at the sight of her tear.
"Err..." Ron said eloquently before he fled.
Chess Master; Checkmated. I won't let you hurt my Harry again. Even if the powers-that-be are going to give it everything they've got to get you and Harry 'together' as friends.
Hermione smirked at his retreating back.
A few moments later Harry opened the door and a slightly teary eyed Hermione entered.
"That red head was cruel." Hermione said as she entered the compartment.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked, his great compassion overcoming his fury.
"I think I will be, but he was so mean." Hermione whispered weakly.
Harry gently pulled her into a comforting embrace.
Her heart filled as he held her.
This is where I belong- in Harry's arms.
Hermione sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder once again.
A few moments, not nearly long enough, Harry released her and immediately Hermione missed his embrace. She had waited a thousand years to be in his arms again, and thankfully she had found herself in his arms once again. Her heart was filled with delight and hope. She would be his once again, and he would be hers. Only after their time together on earth drew to an end countless years into the future would Hermione be willing to rest. She had sacrificed everything for him, and she would do so again; willingly as long as she knew that he loved her. As long as Harry would love her she could do anything.
"Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah?" Harry replied.
"Thank you." She smiled at him.
"You're welcome Hermione." He said as they settled down once again.
It was a quarter of an hour later when they were ushered off of the train and as the older years went up to the school by thestral drawn carriages Hermione and her fellow classmates headed down to the lake where a flotilla of boats awaited them.
For those that needed guidance; or rather all of the first year students a giant of a man hollered a summon. His voice was rough and coarse but his cheerful eyes held a gentleness, and a surprising innocence that made some instantly like him. Others, like a blond haired ferret on the other hand were repulsed by his down-to-earth nature.
"Firs' years, Firs' years, o'er here!" The massive man called.
When the two of them made their way to the boats the black bearded man spotted Harry.
"'Ello Harry. Good ter see you again." Hagrid greeted.
"Hello Hagrid." Harry said to the giant man.
"An' who's your lovely friend here?" Hagrid asked as he knelled down, and reached his hand out to Hermione.
"Hermione, Hermione Granger." Harry replied for her.
She placed her noticeably tinier hand his his massive palm and he gently shook it, careful not to hurt her.
"It's nice to meet you Hagrid." Hermione smiled at him brilliantly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too Hermione." Hagrid said as he let go of her and shook the sand off of his coat.
"No more 'n four to a boat." He told the assembled first years.
Harry and Hermione entered a boat quickly and both Neville and Susan were the other two passengers. Ron had attempted to be on their boat as well but a simple and unseen tripping jinx had stopped him long enough for the future Hufflepuff girl to enter the boat.
On their way to the castle the four of them talked.
Hermione had been pleasantly surprised with Susan. She was an engaging conversationalist, and the four of them struck a fast friendship in less than fifteen minutes.
"You know, I really don't want to be in any other house but the one you three are going to be in." Neville said.
Susan nodded her head.
"I think I can agree to that. How are we sorted anyways? There was some red head crying that he was worried about facing a troll." She added.
Hermione snorted.
"Hogwarts, a History says that the sortings are done by a hat. The student slips it on and then it decides based on personality traits and how strongly you feel about a house."
"How you feel about a house?" Neville asked tentatively.
"What if you hated Slytherin? Would it make sense to put you there even if you were the ideal Slytherin otherwise?"
"That makes sense." Susan agreed.
"I suppose there must be something to be said about your own will." Harry nodded.
"So what if we all wanted to be in the same house? We would have to choose first."
"That's true." Hermione agreed.
"I don't think there would be a good reaction if 'Golden boy Potter' went to Slytherin." Harry remarked dully.
Neville and Susan snorted.
"Yeah, I can just see the head table: Dumbledore on the ground twitching, McGonnagall staring at the hall dumbly, and the head of Slytherin would be delighted." Hermione said.
"That sounds about right." Neville agreed with a tiny laugh.
"Hufflepuff then?" Susan suggested.
"No one really takes the 'Puffs seriously." Neville shook his head dully.
"What about Ravenclaw?" Hermione suggested.
Susan and Neville began to agree until Harry spoke.
"I think Gryffindor might be the best choice. Because, if you're a 'Claw then they expect you to be brainy. Gryffindor's only have one expectation, some kind of courage." Harry noted.
"That rules me out." Neville said miserably.
Hermione snorted.
"Hardly. I see a soul of steel hiding underneath that timid exterior. You have courage Nev' you'll just need to reach inside of you." Hermione said.
Harry and Susan both nodded after looking at Neville for a long moment.
"Hermione's right Neville. Besides, real courage is found in your friends. Just remember, you're not alone and you'll find that you have the courage you've been looking for." Harry agreed.
Hermione could see that while Harry believed it he felt that he was alone, and so he used his personal stores of courage.
Neville nodded as his back straightened and he sat taller.
It wasn't long before the boats stopped near a set of doors, and a stern faced teacher walked out. She was an older woman known as Assistant Headmistress Minerva McGonagall.
"The firs' years, Professor." Hagrid said.
"Thank you Hagrid I will escort them from here."
"Yes Ma'am." Hagrid nodded as he entered one of the doors leading from the cave like entrance.
"Students in just a few minutes you will be entering Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You will be sorted into one of three houses. Ravenclaw for the quick witted. Hufflepuff for those of loyalty. Gryffindor for those of courage, and Slytherin for those with ambition." McGonagall frowned slightly while she mentioned Slytherin.
After her quick description McGonagall left the first years for a moment and that's when Draco Malfoy attempted to become a friend of Harry Potter.
"So you are Harry Potter then?" Malfoy asked.
"So I am." Harry agreed.
"I am Draco Malfoy, Last Scion of the house of Malfoy, and I can show you the right sort of people to befriend and the ones to leave be." Draco suggested.
"I see. Well, Draco I believe that friendship should be gained through time. Let me get to know you and then if we aren't at each other's throats then I believe that friendship is quite possible." Harry said after a long while.
"Very well then." Draco agreed and moved off.
With that the door opened and McGonagall ushered them into the great hall where they would be separated into their various houses.
"Abbot, Hannah!" The hat called after a quick song.
"Hufflepuff!"
On it went until it came to the B's.
"Bones, Susan!" It called.
Last time the hat had debated for a long moment before deciding that Susan was to be a hufflepuff, but this time it screamed it's decision quickly.
"Gryffindor!"
Hermione Blinked. If the hat had had it's mind changed by their talk it should have taken longer. Yet, the hat seemed set that Susan was a Gryffindor. It was something that shocked her. Never would Hermione hear that famous catch phrase from her, 'Hufflepuff Honor' that Susan had taken to saying once she had entered the Shield Legion.
In a matter of what felt to be seconds Hermione's name was called.
"Granger, Hermione!"
Hermione quickly went to the hat and placed it on her head.
Good day Mrs. Potter.
You...know?
Indeed, your little magic stunt had a few side effects if you haven't noticed yet.
What do you mean?
The Goblins for example, "Nor Sloarts Etheria" Perhaps, Susan's transition from Hufflepuff to Gryffindor? Do you see anything odd yet.
I just thought it was me.
Hardly. You shattered the very fabric of time, space, and eternity itself Hermione, it's bound to have consequences.
More importantly how do you know all of this?
A few things I picked up a while back, but most I found out from you.
Mind-Scan.
Yes indeed.
Alright, now back to the sorting?
Old-timers, always so impatient. Sure,
"Gryffindor!" The hat roared.
Not much later both Harry and Neville joined Hermione and Susan at the Gryffindor table.
"Not long now 'till we get to rest." Neville commented as he chewed thoughtfully on a chicken leg.
"Mmmhm." Susan agreed as she took a dainty bite out of a bread roll.
Harry nodded after he emptied his goblet.
"So all four of us in the same house, how unusual isn't it?" Harry commented as scooped some potatoes onto his spoon.
"It is a little strange." Neville agreed.
"Ugh, don't look to the left." Susan said; completely repulsed.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Some red head is shoveling food down his throat as if there is no tomorrow. It's nasty!" Susan muttered.
"Ron Weasley. He's that jerk that verbally accosted me on the train." Hermione said after she got a glance at him.
"Why is he soaked?" Harry wondered.
"He fell out of the boat we were in." Seamus answered from nearby.
"He fell out of the boat?" Susan asked in a stunned voice.
Or someone knocked him out of it. Heh-heh-heh. You hurt my Harry both in his original life and in my original life too. You deserve much, much worse.
"He seems to be an attention seeking sort." Hermione said clinically.
Neville had been stunned into staring at Ron until Hermione had spoke.
"You're probably right." Neville whispered as he shuddered and turned away from the human garbage disposal.
Once the great hall had finished dining the Headmaster made a few announcements before sending them all to their dorms.
Hermione smiled brilliantly as she laid down on her original bed at Hogwarts once again, with Susan to her left.
So it begins again. After a quick nap I'll go grab Sirius something to eat and put a few pranks in ol' Fudge's office. Maybe one to turn Umbridge into a toad in her office too...
Well, here's chapter 6 of Radiant Chaos, and it clocked in at 2574 words in length. Note, I don't hate Ron but Hermione is on the warpath and she's ticked off at what Ron did to both Harry and herself before LOH (The original timeline and mostly based off of cannon.) and during LOH too.
Well, Susan became a Gryffindor eh?
Why keep HP as a gryf? Ravens are supposed to be smart, Slytherins are considered evil, Hufflepuff, incompetent, and So to avoid most labels except 'Reckless' Hermione stayed a Gryffindor. She wants to be underestimated by her enemies, not because she fears them directly, but because she knows that she can't watch after those she loves all the time. And if they feared her they would more likely use underhanded tactics to get to her.
You might have noticed Hermione's a little obsessed about Harry. (Go figure, she's head over heels in love with him and hasn't seen him for 1000 years now.) :)
So that's that. Btw, Fire Emblem is an awesome game series. (Got Shadow Dragon on the DS the other day and I've been playing that like there is no tomorrow. ^.^)
Oh yes, Lastly....The Quotes and Characters from Last Chapter....
Star Wars:
"So be it Jedi." Scene between Palpatine and Luke.
"You don't know the power of the dark side." Vader to Luke.
Mega Man Zero 3, Mega Man ZX
"Wahaha Ware Wa meshia nari!" Omega the god of Destruction (Japanese to english translation: I am become the Messiah!)
He is a nightmarish demon who terrifies all that see him...With Good reason might I add. In my opinion he's the best Villian of Mega Man and one of the best villians of all time, ranking up there with the One Winged Angel Sephiroth. (Final Fantasy 7)
Final Fantasy:
"Beneath the Light Lies Judgement!" Paladin Cecil From Dissidia Final Fantasy. (Also the warrior who proclaimed that too.)
Well done to those that guessed them right!