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Lollipop! · 08-05-2010, 09:14 AM

The world of HP belongs to J.K. Rowling however Eviee and I only own the plot. Thank you. Oh! And Amanda (_Ginny_) did the banner and the names for this story. And the luffly Dee did the avvies at the bottom of this page/ Thanks. -huggles-This is Lily and Eviee doing our first joined fic together. Now, let's get started! Just so you know, the following characters will be written by Lily: Luna, Neville, Ginny, Ron, George and Draco.
And these characters are written by Eviee: Dean, Harry, Hermione, Lavender, Angella a.k.a Angie and Cho

Chapter 1:
The War May Be Over, But the Pain is Just Starting
No Way Of Knowing

I forced my eyelids open, with difficulty. They felt heavy and it seemed like they had a mind of their own, and they wanted to stay closed. But, I was wake for the last five minutes. It was just that I hadn't opened them. I just lay there, listening to my thoughts. Wishing so much that they would just shut up.

I whimpered at the sound of someone slaming the door. I was alone in the room and I felt utterly insane. Alone. And nuts.

I finally swung my legs over the side of the bed and stretched. Every bone in my body ached and cuts all over my chest were turning purple. Gross. I looked away from the hidiousness that was myself and pulled out some clean close from my trunk that my Dad had summoned up.

I pulled on my jeans first and winced as the loose denim rubbed against my thigh. I was pulling my stretched cotton top when the door opened and I saw the boy I loved walk in and I screamed.

"Hey Gin- OH MY GAWD! SORRY! SORRY!"

Harry Potter ran out of the room, closing the door behind him and I pulled my shirt down. All I could think was how glad I was that I had slipped on my jeans first. But, he saw the scars on my stomach. I gulped. This was gonna be great fun.

"You can come in now."

Harry walked in, very slowly...

I rolled my eyes and I pulled my hair out from under my shirt colar. "Gin, your stomach-" I cut across him with a snap. "Don't start Harry." He hung his head and I knew exactly what he was thinking. I chose to fight. So Bellatrix got at me with a knife. The memory of pain filled my mind and I winced at the memory.

***

"Tell me where Potter is." demanded the rough voice of Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Never!" I screamed backing up. Friends stood around me, here and there fighting a deatheater. I glared at Bellatrix and threw a stone at her and while she was distracted I grabbed my wand from the cold ground and shouted, "Stupefi!" The red light bounced off her shield and she hissed at me.

Lestrange pulled a knife from her sleeve and in a flash of silver she brought it down across my stomach. I screamed and she sliced again and again and again. Blood poured from my flat stomach and I screamed again.

I lifted my leg and kicked her stomach and she fell back. Luna Lovegood grabbed me and dragged me away while someone distracted the hell that was Bellatrix Lestrange.

***

I sighed and thought until Harry coughed. "Down stairs. They're talking about burying the bodies." My breath caught and turned into a choked sob. Harry wrapped an awkward arm around me for comfort.

I rested my head against his shoulder and in that second I felt as though something in my heart had connected and I'm pretty sure he felt it too. I looked up and batted my eyelashes twice. His breath caught and he had to gulp. I reached up and he leaned down and our lips were but inches apart.

I suddenly felt sweaty and I pulled away. No. It wasn't right. He didn't love me. He made that clear when he broke up with me.

I fought the tears and croaked; "C'mon. Let's go downstairs." I started to walk down, I could her him follow me as clearly as if he was right beside. Okay, so noowww my thoughts shut up! "So... how've you been?" My thoughts voiced out the question.

"Uh... Well, can I talk to you, Ginny?"

I stopped in my tracks. "Of course Harry. Is everything alright?"

I could hear him gulping. "Well. Not really. I-I'm still having nightmares." He looked in my eyes and I stared back into his emerald pools.

"Harry, I-I-"

"Please don't say anything to Hermione, Gin. Okay?"

I nodded sadly. I didn't say anything because I knew I would end up telling her. My eyes teared up. I couldn't believe this pain. He hugged me but it was an awkward hug.

The visions of the dead people down stairs filled my mind and I stucked in a sharp breath. Pain rose inside my chest and I gasped.

He seemed to understand and he let me lean against him and half carried-half dragged me down the stairs and through the common room. Blood covered the place and the paintings were pictures of horror and were trying to cure the other paintings that had found some way to fight.

TThis was hell. Hands down.

I closed the door to the Room of Requirement behind me and started walking down the stairs towards the Grand Staircase. The past few days had been one long and stressful haze to me. Harry, Ron, and I had to sneak into Hogwarts, and then there had been that huge battle. That scary moment where I thought Harry was dead and my heart stopped beating was still fresh in my mind. I turned the corner and walked straight into someone, who staggered back a few steps with an indignant, "Oi!"

"Oh. Sorry, Ron," I said tiredly. Rubbing my eyes, I looked up and into a pair of chocolate brown eyes which belonged to my best friend, Ron Weasley.

"Where have you been Hermione?" Ron asked copying my pace as we walked on. "Me and Harry have been worried about you." The tips of his ears grew slightly redder.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Just around," I simply said as we walked down yet another flight of stairs. I still wore the same clothes I had wore during the battle, having nothing else to wear. My cardigan was smudged with dirt and blood, but nothing compared to what the castle looked like. It was a wreckage, pieces of stone everywhere. We didn't meet many people while we walked, in total silence, an awkwardness between us. I couldn't get a grip on my feelings toward Ron. Ever since that kiss in the Room of Requirement, my mind had been a jumble of emotions.

"How's Harry?" I asked, hoping to break the silence between us. I looked sideways at Ron. He towered over my slender form. His red flaming hair had got longer over the course of the year, and he had become broader around the shoulders and chest. He looked almost grown up. No, he did look grown up! I corrected myself.

Ron caught me looking. He turned to face me, his chocolate brown eye's boring into mine. I felt my face grow hot with embarrassment and looked at my feet to hide it.

I saw him smirk out of the corner of my eye. I felt butterflies in my stomach, something that had never happened before. I couldn't be...I believe you're falling for Ron, I told myself as we continued to walk. As we got closer to the Great Hall we passed more and more people, who looked just as messy and tired as we did. Some were crying over their losses, and some looked relieved that they hadn't lost anyone. Their dead loved ones were still lining the walls of the Great Hall. Seeing this, Ron and I fell into another awkward silence.

As we descended the last flight of steps, I saw Harry and Ginny walk out of the Great Hall together. Harry's hair had also grown longer over the year, although it still had a mind of its own. From where I was I couldn't see his scar, which I knew still burned on his forehead. His clothes too were dirty and ripped in places. Ginny looked better, with less dirty clothes. Her red flaming hair, exactly like Ron's, flowed down her back. They both looked up at us as we made our way down the crumbling stairs.

"There you are Hermione," Harry said, relief clear in his voice. Ginny smiled at me from her space next to Harry. After their breakup almost a year ago, both had an awkward relationship with each other. Just like me and Ron, I thought to myself as we both descended the last of the staircase to meet them.

"Where were you Hermione?" Harry asked me, staring into my face like it would give him the answer.

"Just around," I said simply, trying to ignore his stare. I knew he could tell I was lying about something, but sometimes people had to let it drop.

"Well you're here now, that's all that matters," Ginny cut in. She hit Harry on the arm to stop him staring. I sighed in relief and smiled my gratitude at her. If it wasn't for Ginny I probably would have broken down and cried right there.

"What's happening?" I asked Harry, nodding my head towards the open doors leading to the Great Hall. Everyone followed my gaze. A bunch of remaining professors gathered in a bunch, talking in hushed tones, looking at the long row of bodies every few seconds. I watched this for a few minutes before looking at my hands, I couldn't bear seeing all those dead bodies.

"They're planning on burying them," Ginny said, also in a hushed tone. I could feel her gaze on me, so I lifted my head to look at her, the boys were too busy on looking in the hall. I watched at Harry rubbed his eyes for the tenth time since walking out of the hall.

With a quick look at Ginny who gave me a nod I said, "Harry...You all right? Have you been sleeping well?" I know it sounded weird, but someone had to ask.

Harry looked at me, his eyes looked slightly red around the edges. Ron's and Ginny's full attention were on us as Harry replied, "I'm fine."

I opened my mouth to complain, to tell him he didn't look fine and it was all right to have nightmares, but Ginny took hold of my arm and yanked me away from the boys. She had a look of determination on her face as we walked away from them.

"Don't pry Hermione, he's been having nightmares again," She told me, stopping and facing me, her arms folded.

"How do you know?" I asked her, concerned for Harry's sake.

"He told me, just before you guys walked down the stairs."

"Oh," was all I could say. I peeked over to where Ron and Harry stood, deep in conversation. I watched as Ron laughed at something Harry said. My stomach filled with butterflies again, and I looked away from the sight. Ginny was watching me again, i knew it, so I yet again turned to face her stare.

"You like him don't you?" She asked, a smiled playing on her lips.

"No way!" I replied, my face dumbstruck.

"I'm not stupid," Ginny told me, guessing my thoughts.

"I never said you were!" I said turning to walk back towards the boys.

I heard Ginny laugh behind me. "Hermione, I know that look. It's all right with me, if that helps anything." She put her hand on my shoulder. "Come on. You can talk to him later. But now we have to focus on more important things, like the castle and the dead." Her voice was somber again. Together, we walked back towards Harry and Ron, steeling ourselves for a hard day.

{ C h a p t e r I n d e x }

Chapter 1: The War May Be Over, But the Pain is Still There
Chapter 1: No Way of Knowing
Chapter 2: Missing You
Chapter 3: Surprise Attack
Chapter 4: Dreams
Chapter 5: A Rueful Kiss
Chapter 6: A Wrong Thought
Chapter 7: Mistakes
Chapter 8: The Beginning
Chapter 9: Brown Eyes
Chapter 10: Words
Chapter 11: A Strange Feeling
Chapter 12: Unknowingly
Chapter 13 part 1 of two: McGonagall; A History
Chapter 13 part 2 of two: McGonagall; A History II
Chapter 14 part 1 & 2 of three parts: She Gave the Green-Eyed Girl a reason to be Right
Chapter 14 part 3 of three parts: A Judging...
Chapter 15: Guilty Until Proven Innocent...
Chapter 16: The Announcement
Chapter 17: Un-trustworthy
Chapter 18: Moving On...
Chapter 19: Rekindling that Friendship
Chapter 20 Part One of Two: The Making Up
Chapter 20 Part Two of Two: The Contestants
Chapter 21: Protection
Chapter 22: Worried
Chapter 23: Austrailia
Chapter 24: Flying Books
Chapter 25: the Chimera Chapter 26: All a Joke
Chapter 27: Cry Over an Onion

potionsmaster22 · 04-06-2012, 04:06 PM

great stuff! Can't wait for more!!
~Sam~

Ladybug · 04-06-2012, 04:22 PM

My heart beat fast against my chest, I felt that at any moment it would somehow break through. I could feel my palms sweating like mad and quickly whiped them against my trouser legs hoping no one would notice but to make sure I looked left and right at the other contestants and noted their fear and confusion. Some where better at masking it than others, breathing, my eyes fell on Neville as a distant boom of a bell sounded. Jerking slightly I looked all around me for the source of the noise, surely that couldn't be the start sound? I asked myself quickly looking at everyone else. Frozen, but it was and the scene of Neville tearing towards a cup in the middle brought me to my senses. I tore after him, Ginny a few seconds ahead, I tried my hardest to catch up to her. I didn't know where anyone else were, whether beside of behind I really didn't know nore stopped to check.

I felt my hand touch a small part of the goblet and I held on for dear life, if this was going to be a fight for the goblet then I wasn't going to lose. I had stuff to prove. Taking a deep breath I got ready to whip out my wand but before I did the world around me turned upside down, my stomach felt like it had dropped from under me. I looked around me at everyone else to see if they too were feeling the same thing. They all had strained looks on their faces as the portkey took them further and further away from Hogwarts. Then suddenly it stopped and I was thrown to the ground in a heap, everyone landed on the harsh ground around me. The goblet bounced away from us and landed not far from where we lay. I couldn't help but let out a low moan as I tried to gather myself against the ground. That hurt, but i couldn't lay on the ground forever I needed to get out of there. Who knew what was out there ready to get them? So I pulled myself from the ground, every part of my body screaming and took off into the forest but not before I noticed that I wasn't the only one still lying onthe ground. Before long the forest swollowed me in an instant.

I had no idea where I was going or what I was to do. Was there something I was to look for? I stopped a moment to catch my breath and take in my surroundings, that's when I heard it. The rwar came from the left of where I stood and I jumped. For a moment I paused then pulled out my wand and ran in the direction of the noise. It didn't take me long until I was running into the clearing - at about the same time as George and Draco - and again froze. For in front of us stood a large creature, a Chimera. Neville and Ginny were already there each shooting their own spells at it. I took their example and shot my own spell but was repaid with a ball of fire shot my way. I had a second in which I screamed and threw myself face first against the hard ground. Was I to spend most of this task on the ground? I asked angerly standing up again just as I heard Neville shout;

“WE – NEED – SOMEONE – TO – DISTRACT – IT - WHILE – OTHER'S – GET – TO – THE – MONSTER!”

I continued to shoot my own spells at the creature, paying half of my attention to what George said. I couldn't help but smile at his response, yes why not let Draco stay? He would do exactully the same to anyone of us, but I didn't speak up. They seemed to have it covered, Malfoy's reaction was predicted though.

“I'LL STAY!” I heard Ginny shout at I paused to take a breath, all this wand hexing was seriously tiring me out, “GO...Now.” Ginny added sending another hex forward. Everyone around me paused a moment, the Chimera sending a ball of fire from it's mouth, this time no where near them, before they all took off towards the creature. Me bringing up the rear, Ginny fired her last hex before I touched a small part of the Chimera's body and the world turned upside down once more but this time it was different. It ended in a second and she found herself facing a clapping ground and smiling judges. What more Ginny was there, what? It was all a joke? But what was the point in that? I asked myself as Professor McGonagall started to call people forward to give their marks but I hardly heard what she had to say, I was more concerned about the crowds around them.

"Lavender" The professor said which brought me back to earth, I stepped forward. "While you showed that you are able to take order's and take other people's examples. You lack the means to think for yourself, had this not been a straight forward task you would still be lost in that wood, for that I award you 6 points" The professor waved the number 6 for the crowd to see, she also got 6's from the other two judges that followed. Well at least she did better than Pavarti she though as she stepped back.

Soon it was all over and they were free to go, good she was tired and just wanted to sleep, but that wouldn't be allowed. Celebrations were in order. "Well done Lavender" A voice behind me said, I turned to see Ron giving me a small smile. I felt nothing however, "Thank you Ron" I replied simply and walked away.

narnia_potter · 04-22-2012, 04:04 AM

I just realized that I had not commented yet!
Great job!! I loved the Chimera! And Gin was amazing! I'm sure Harry was completely greaking out about her and his other friends

Loved it!
-Rachel

Hermione Jean Potter · 04-29-2012, 04:07 PM

I always wanted Harry to love Hermione, and so I love this fiction!!!!!!

Lollipop! · 04-30-2012, 06:29 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by narnia_potter

I just realized that I had not commented yet!
Great job!! I loved the Chimera! And Gin was amazing! I'm sure Harry was completely greaking out about her and his other friends

Loved it!
-Rachel

Thank you.

Harry: 'Course I wasn't...I had complete faith in her...

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hermione Jean Potter

I always wanted Harry to love Hermione, and so I love this fiction!!!!!!

New reader!

YAY!

Harry does love Hermione but as a sister. This isn't a Harmione fic I'm afraid.

But welcome to the family

sweetpinkpixie · 07-19-2012, 11:47 AM

Last Update 07 April 2012

sweetpinkpixie · 07-19-2012, 12:16 PM

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Lollipop! · 07-19-2012, 12:31 PM

SPOILER!!: ♥

eek. hai people! so, I realize how late this is - and I'm super duper sorry

I'm also really sorry if it's lame, I wrote it at five o' clock this morning and my brain's seriously slow because I'm on my holidays. Anyway, I felt bad because I haven't done Luna in AGES so...here you go!

I don't approve of the Wizard Games.

That's why I didn't go and watch Neville. I think we should be mourning. Not brushing it off till later. They think the pain won't be so fresh and raw in a few months. That's not the case. I fingered the lace of the hem of a purple dress and half a sad smile spread across my face. I lifted the dress to my face and breathed in my mother's scent. It lingered in the fibres of her clothes.

I bring a trunk full of her stuff to Hogwarts every year.

I lifted up a knee-length, baby pink, silk dress and a proper happy smile spread across my face. I closed my eyes at the memory.

***

“MOMMY.”

Evangeline Lovegood looked up and held out her arms for me to jump into. Despite the fact I was seven-years-old and getting big, my mother held me like I was still two.

She nuzzled my cheek and plucked a flower from a near-by vase and tucked it behind my ear. “What is wrong, my little star?”

I rubbed tears from my grimy cheeks and tugged at a lock of dirty blond hair, wrapping the lock around my finger.

“The ch-children down at the Village were m-making f-fun of me again.”

And I couldn't help it, I burst into tears.

My mother chewed her small, lower lip before lifting me off her lap and taking me hand, walking me to the vegtable garden.

She tugged an onion out of the ground and held it out for me.

I just stared at it till she sighed in frustration and indicated for me to take it and start to peel it.

I did as she said, but kept pealing. And pealing. And pealing. Till it was basically gone. I looked up at my mother and she was smiling down at me. “Any time you feel angry or upset, just peal an onion. It'll distract you.”

I smiled widely at her. She had to be the most beautiful thing in the world. Her pale pink, silk dress, splattered with mud stains, silhouetted by the setting sun, giving her the look of an angel. The light danced of her golden hair that was slightly clamped to her head with sweat and her silver eyes looked at me with such love I knew whatever those kids in the town told me, my mother would always love me.

She beamed at me and brushed my dirty, blond hair over one shoulder and stroked my cheek affectionaly.

“You are so much more beautiful when you smile, my little star.”

***

I pulled the dress over my head and smiled at my reflection in the mirror.

I was almost as beautiful as my mother.

I found myself at the Lake, running a hand over the memorial, tracing names of those we lost. The big bolder is hard to miss, but that's the idea, I guess. My finger stroked the name, 'Colin Creevey'. The name brought tears to my eyes.

Colin and Ginny were my first friends at Hogwarts. And probably my only till fourth year. I was standing in front of a mirror, pealing an onion, crying (not because of said onion, but because once again I was called 'Looney' and being picked on) when Ginny Weasley walked in and silently handed me my books that I'd left in the classroom.

I thanked her and smiled and she smiled back and we left the bathroom together. As we were walking out, a flash dazzled my eyes and I burst into tears again. Colin Creevey panicked and Ginny looked shocked and they both sat me down on a bench nearby where I told them everything about my mother's death.

How she had made me watch from underneath the table in case anything happened. How she had waved off my concerns about her new spell being too dangerous and how a white flash, like the one from the camera, had dazzled my eyes and a scream rang through my ears and still did at times, waking me up at night.

Since then, they stook up for me, ate lunch with me, asked me to tell them about wrackspurts even though their eyes glazed over or they were doodling.

I used the sleeve of my mom's dress to whipe at my wet cheeks.

Where was an onion when you needed it?

“Luna?”

I spun around and pulled Neville into a hug.

“Neville!”

He hugged me back awkwardly, shuffling his feet.

“I have something to tell you. It's about...Hannah Abbot.”

narnia_potter · 08-03-2012, 06:07 AM

Great job!
Luna's memory of her mom is so precious and perfect. I loved it

Finally Neville's owning up about Hannah; it's about time.I hope she handles well. I mean, the two really aren't meant for each other in the way you're writing it.
Great job! Can't wait for more!
-Rachel

ashfig · 08-03-2012, 10:23 PM

Just caught up from a crazy long time ago! And I am very anxious to keep reading. This is really great! I love Harry and Ginny and Luna!!! PAMS PLEASE!!!!!

Paintbrush · 09-16-2012, 01:27 PM

I'm back! And this is as amazing as ever, please continue updating

You have developed the characters wonderfully, I think that's what makes this story so exceptional actually, that we got so much insight into so many people. Brilliant

Ladybug · 09-16-2012, 08:39 PM

I'm terribly sorry for the wait, this isn't my best but I've had a lot on my mind lately as I'm starting University tomorrow and will be very busy from here on

How many more weeks until the second task? a few days, weeks? Everything seemed a blur to me as I did my bit to help rebuild the school around all the planning for the tasks ahead of us.

With a flick of my wand a pile of books shot up from the ground and repaired themselves before nestling gently on the shelf they belonged on. I sighed as I watched them move. That was the tenth pile I'd repaired in the last half hour and many more waited for me to get to, and for once in my life I hated the sight of books. This part of the library was quiet which I prefered because it meant i could think up possible spells to us in the next round. Other students occupied the other parts of the library because I could hear the muffled scrapping of their feet and their hushed voices as they cast spell after spell. As I moved over to more books that needed mending I heard soft footsteps coming towards me. I forwned as I paused and looked over my shoulder. I had no idea what I exected, or who I expected to be walking towards me at that moment but it certainly wasn't Draco Malfoy. The school bully. Raising my eyebrows I folded my arms and watched him stalk closer.

"What do you want Malfoy?" I demanded stopping him in his tracks. Draco nothing but instead looked around at the mess around me. He seemed to be battling with himself over something but he soon spoke up.

"Look don't make this harder for me than it already is," Malfoy said as he lent against a bookshelf, "Everyone knows your going to win these games so I've come here asking if you'd like to team up. That way the others have no chance of winning"

I stared at him unable to make sense of what I was hearing, many thoughts came to mind. One: Draco Malfoy was talking to me as if I'm a normal person he deemed worthy. Two: He asked me for help. Three: He asked me to cheat.

It might not officially be in the rules but it didn't feel right to me, not when so many of my friends were competing in the games with me.

"No" I simple said as I turned away, he deserved no explination from me with the way he treated me and my friends these past seven years. Ignoring him I set about repairing another pile of books and directing them to a booksehfl above me.

"I decided to give you a chance and play nice but so be it.." I cut across him as I whirled around

"No just stop, you have no right to treaten me or ask me to cheat because your afriad to lose" I was fuming, who did he think he was? A thought came back to me of my third year here at Hogwarts when I had hit Malfoy and had gone about cursing him, only Ron and Harry had been there to stop me then. There was nothing to stop me cursing Malfoy now, only I had seen enough dueling and cursing those you disliked far to much. Besides the hassle and explaining to a Professor why I'd done it in the first place would be too time consuming. Instead I glared at him.

"I'm not afraid of losing Granger" Malfoy shot at me, I sighed once more,

"Just leave me alone Malfoy" I said turning my back to him, I had my wand posed however incase he should make a move towards me. He didn't, thankfully, as at that moment Professor McGonagall chose that moment to come over and check my process, eyeing Malfoy as she did.

"Mr. Malfoy is there a reason why you are here and not heping like everyone else?" She asked staring at him over her glasses. Malfoy pulled his lips together tightly before replying,

"No Professor" I heard him reply lowering his eyes and pushing away from the bookshelf. I watched him walk away with a smirk.