Egyptian Earth by gypsybaby21

Rating: R
Genres: Drama, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 01/09/2014
Last Updated: 01/09/2014
Status: In Progress

Egyptian Series Book 2 - Hermione finds out that in another life she was an Egyptian princess
who yielded the element of Earth. She also finds out that she had fallen madly in love with
Ginny's second in command, which was now, in this life, Harry Potter.




1. Pro: Egyptian Past
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Egyptian Series 01: Egyptian Fire (Complete - needs editing)

**Egyptian Series 02: Egyptian Earth**

Egyptian Series 03: Egyptian Water

Continuation of Egyptian Fire (which has not been edited or even revisited - if you want to read
this in order and you go back to read Egyptian Fire - read with caution).

Don't plan on frequent updates, just know that I am still working on it. I have one other
story planned after Egyptian Earth too, but for this story I'm expecting seven chapters
(including this prologue). Please let me know what you think!

**Prologue:** **Egyptian** **Past**

Her mouth gaped open. With her hands in the air and her eyes wide, Hermione stared at the
kneeling girl in front of her. Ginny no longer had her carrot-top colored hair. She no longer had
pale skin spotted with freckles. She no longer looked like a *Weasley*, for that matter. She
looked like an Egyptian.

Hermione clamped her lips together and swallowed. Her arms lowering to shoulder level while she
watched Ginny remain in her bowed position before her. Ginny's once gorgeous red hair, now a
shocking black, covered her face. She was so low in her crouch that her forehead almost touched the
tiles.

“What are you doing?” Hermione asked.

Ginny's face lifted. The soft features that were Ginevra Weasley were present, but covered
in multi-colored paints of black, blue, and indigo. It wasn't the face paint that stopped
Hermione from kneeling beside Ginny either. It was the devotion etched in her features. The `I
would lay down my life for you if you were to just ask' look Ginny was sending Hermione's
way. It was unsettling.

The blackness of Ginny's hair slowly melted away like hot butter spilt over carrot cake.
Hermione's lips parted as she continued to watch, waiting for an answer to her question, but
focused on Ginny's changing appearance as well. The red Ginny's hair used to be seemed to
absorb the black, just as the paint on her face and the color of her bronzed skin seeped into her
too. The colors were completely disappearing, morphing back into the young, pale, freckled-faced
redhead.

Hermione blinked rapidly. *Had that just happened not but seconds ago? Merlin—what is going
on?*

Ginny's shoulders drooped and she collapsed, face first, onto the floor. With a gasp,
Hermione fell to her knees beside her. “Ginny!” Her voice shook with fear.

“I'm okay.” The mumble came from a scratchy throat.

“Are you thirsty?”

A minor head shake let her know that Ginny was not thirsty.

“Tired?”

Affirmative.

Hermione nodded and patted her on the shoulder. Turning to Dumbledore, she raised an eyebrow.
“Is this going to happen again?”

Dumbledore looked as lost as she felt. “I don't know. It's clear Miss Weasley knows who
she is to protect, so perhaps not. And yet, I wonder… with her seer abilities she could have
foreseen an event that put you in danger. It looked as if she was an Egyptian warrior. Her past
life had a duty to you. A duty and sense of loyalty so strong it crossed over into this life. A
life mission to serve and protect her-” Dumbledore tilted his head and raised his hand, gesturing
towards Hermione with wonder filling his eyes. “… To protect her princess!”

Hermione snorted. She knew it was un-lady like. Maybe later she could be embarrassed, but right
now, this was all too much. “Me? You aren't serious!”

Dumbledore formed a steeple with his hands, tapping his fingertips together. “Of course, since
I'm not fluent in ancient Egyptian I might be wrong. Would you mind telling me what you all
were talking about?”

Malfoy snorted. “I hardly believe that they're intelligent enough to know ancient
Egyptian.”

Dumbledore turned his kind blue eyes towards Malfoy. “It wasn't just Ginny, Mr. Malfoy. You
were speaking it as well.”

“What?” he asked sitting straight up.

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This prologue was meant to be longer, but this was all I got out. Please review if you have the
time and let me know what you think.
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