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the.time.is.now · 07-10-2006, 12:33 AM

Hello there, and welcome to Fate, my second Fan Fiction on SnitchSeeker. I like to have a really friendly thread, so chatting is okay, but let’s keep it to a minimum. I don’t want spam. :] Also, constructive criticism is appreciated, but please don’t flame me. Also, if you have a problem with one of my readers, please PM them about it. Don’t yell at them on my thread.

Fate is based around Hermione Granger’s Seventh Year. I’ve never written with any of these characters before, so please bear with me. In this story, also, I would like to point out that it does not completely stick to the facts. My last story did that, and I spent more time researching than writing. Dumbledore is still alive, and no one has died or been hurt at Hogwarts since Cedric. I will not be posting much about Voldemort or Harry’s adventurous life: this is a romance around Hermione. Also, I can tell you now: if you think you know whom she’ll end up with (in the beginning), you’re probably wrong. All right, here’s the actual summary.

School spirit is down at Hogwarts, but Dumbledore’s got an idea that will definitely kick things up a notch. When Hermione is thrown into the chaos, she finds trouble balancing school, her duties, and a forbidden romance. But when it’s all over, she discovers that maybe there wasn’t ever anything there- and when that happens, her friends aren’t so forgiving. Watch Hermione as she grows from the small bookworm to the confused teenager in a plot that discovers romance, tests friendships, and proves that time really does make you wiser.

“This is the part where you tell me that you love me.”

“So I'm supposed to lie?”

“If that’s what it takes,” he answered. “Now go back to the script.”

Hermione glared at Draco angrily and looked down at her parchment. Keeping her voice monotone, she said, “I love you too, Charlie.”

Draco stomped his foot and turned on her. “You have emotion, you got this part; act it out.”

They were sitting in the Great Hall, which was completely empty except for the two of them. The ceiling illustrated a stormy day ahead, and the House banners waved in the magic-produced wind. Fire crackled dangerously to the right of their positions, and it reflected Hermione’s temper perfectly.

“This is ridiculous! If I‘d known that you were going to land the role of Charlie, then I wouldn’t have tried out for Charlotte.”

“Well, maybe if Cedric hadn’t died three years ago and those stupid Hufflepuffs would just move on, we wouldn’t have to ‘revive school spirit,’” he shot back, mocking Dumbledore’s speech.

“Oh, real witty,” she said. “Maybe if Voldemort wasn’t such a prat and would actually come and find Harry, instead of having his stupid morons in black capes do his dirty work for him, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“Shut up,” he said gruffly, grabbing Hermione roughly by the arm.

“Let go of me,” she hissed. “Or some people may get the impression that you’re actually in his little league.”

He shoved her away with such force that she fell to the ground. Turning on his heel, Draco stormed out of the Hall, leaving Hermione stranded on the floor.

….

“How was practice?” Ron asked as Hermione stormed back into the dormitory.

“Oh, just great!” she cried. “I have to put up with Malfoy the whole time! I wish I never would have tried out!”

“Then why did you?” asked Harry, looking up from his and Ron’s game of Wizard’s Chess.

“I already explained it to you,” she sighed, pulling up a chair next to the board. “I'm Head Girl. I'm supposed to set an example.”

“Blaise Zabini made Head Boy and he didn’t try to ‘set an example,’” replied Harry gruffly, and then took out one of Ron’s knights. “I just can’t believe Dumbledore put him in charge. I mean, he’s a Slytherin!”

“Your house doesn’t have anything to do with it,” Hermione said, standing up. “Nicole Owens and Robin Pike both held the Head positions in 1876. They were both Slytherins.”

“Oh, I bet that year was horrible for everyone,” Ron laughed. “Stupid gits.”

“Why do you always have to stereotype the Slytherins? There could actually be a decent one.”

“Why do you always have to assume everyone is nice?” Harry shot back. “Just give it a rest, Hermione. Do you see Malfoy being nice anytime soon?”

She sighed, knowing that it was pointless to argue. “Come on, we’ve got Herbology soon.”

“It’s our Seventh Year,” Ron groaned. “Can’t we just… skip?”

“Ron, you’re a Prefect!” Hermione cried. “That’s horrible. We need to prepare for our N.E.W.T’s! No skipping.”

As they left, however, Hermione could’ve sworn she heard him say, “Divination.”

….

“Begin,” Professor Snape instructed, scowling at the class.

Harry groaned as a complex potion written in miniscule writing glared at him. “Why did I even continue with this?”

“Because you need the class if you want to become an Auror,” Hermione shot back. “You shouldn’t complain; Snape normally doesn’t take lower than an ‘E’ on our O.W.L.S. If it wasn’t for Dumbledore, you wouldn’t be in here.”

“No,” Ron hissed back softly. “If it wasn’t for the Order, we wouldn’t be in here.”

“Ron, don’t talk about that in here,” Hermione warned, looking around to make sure no one had heard. “Especially because there are Slytherins present!”

“Aha!” Ron cried, then sunk back a little at Snape’s glare. “See, even you just admitted it; they are evil.”

“I never said that they’re ‘evil,’” Hermione replied huffily. “They’re just… just more worthy of suspicion.”

“Mmhmm,” Harry mumbled in an ‘I-told-you-so’ tone.

Hermione sighed and continued to work, but was startled when a piece of parchment smacked her in the back of the head. She jumped and accidentally dropped in an extra bit of rat’s juice. The potion turned a deep purple and began to boil.

“Er, professor?” she asked, sliding the parchment under her foot and out of sight.

Snape sulked over and looked at her concoction. “Surprising, Miss Granger. You’ve actually managed to do worse than Potter. Zero marks for today; clean it up before I take points from Gryffindor.”

Hermione groaned and scrubbed out her cauldron. She heard a few Slytherins laughing and she assumed that they were the ones who threw the paper. She picked it up and unfolded it, but right before she could read it, Harry interrupted.

“Wow, someone is in a positively horrid mood today,” he said, referring to Snape, and the bell rang. “Come on, let’s go to lunch. I'm starving.”

She nodded and followed them out. When she reached the door, Draco Malfoy intercepted her.

“I thought you were presumed smart, Granger,” he scoffed. “You’re supposed to read the message, not pocket it.”

“Shove off, Malfoy,” Ron said, turning around. “Come on Hermione. Let’s go.”

She pushed past the Slytherin group, who were all sniggering at their leader’s remarks. “I think I might have to take back what I said. Some of them are awful.”

“Yes, well, after lunch we have another break,” Harry grinned. “Maybe that will make you feel better.”

She nodded, knowing that he was right; not only did they have the class after lunch off, but also the one before dinner and after breakfast. However, though they seemed like times to relax, they were more commonly used for the alarming amounts of homework the Seventh Years kept receiving.

As they sat down to eat, Ron asked, “So what does the note say anyway?”

Hermione pulled it out of her robes and groaned. “Practice tonight at eight. I was going to work on my Defense Against the Dark Arts Essay…”

“So blow him off,” Harry suggested.

“I can’t do that,” she sighed. “And if I try to talk to McGonagall about it she’ll just say that I need to go and rehearse… Trust me, I’ve already tried to squeeze out of a few, but she said that I had off classes for homework and any extra time should be used to go over my lines; after all, I'm Head Girl. I'm supposed to be able to balance all of this just fine. I mean, look at my third year. I took double classes, no sweat.” With that said, she took a sandwich and headed out to sit by the lake. “I’ll be working, so don’t interrupt me.”

When she was gone, Ron turned to Harry and sighed. “She does know that it’s okay to be human, doesn’t she?”

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Pandalicious · 10-04-2006, 08:48 PM

Do I have permission to kiiiilll Draco?!?

That was brilliant Cat! Even though Draco is eviiiil to mah poor Hermy.

dancerbookl · 10-04-2006, 10:37 PM

^^ dittio (haven't a clue if people say that anymore) PAMS! PAMS! PAMS! PAMS! PAMS! PAMS! Please? please? please?
Jessica
P.S. That is dancerbookl's name J-E-S-S-I-C-A!

rawrrLAUREN · 10-05-2006, 06:01 AM

meanie poo! <- draco of course

pams!

Fallon Chanel · 10-05-2006, 08:21 PM

plez post soon

the.time.is.now · 10-07-2006, 03:47 AM

Well, took me forever to get back online, but EXCELLENT news - I have school off until Tuesday which means TONS of time for posts, finally! And since my parents are working tomorrow night, I should have a chance to get online ... I've got a Beta Reader for the next post too anyway so this should all go pretty smoothly!

You guys are the best.
-- Caitlin

audieval · 10-07-2006, 04:10 AM

EXCITEMENT yay!!!! HUGS

rawrrLAUREN · 10-07-2006, 06:52 AM

yay

siriusblackliveson · 10-07-2006, 07:26 PM

Party lol well i can't wait to read the next post.

HPlover_09 · 10-07-2006, 11:12 PM

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Originally Posted by the.time.is.now

You guys are the best.

Yeah, we know!

Just kidding!

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Originally Posted by the.time.is.now

And since my parents are working tomorrow night, I should have a chance to get online ... I've got a Beta Reader for the next post too anyway so this should all go pretty smoothly!

It's tomorrow night! Please post soon *begs*!

the.time.is.now · 10-08-2006, 03:50 AM

Hey! Well I sent Tara the post earlier today to edit and she's hasn't gotten it back yet, but as soon as she does I'll post it!

#1_harry_potter_fan_22 · 10-08-2006, 04:25 AM

Hey im a new reader...well not really but anyways i think your story is great ecspecialy since im more of a R/Hr shipper so this is one of the first D/Hr storys im reading so im kinda Happy they broke up...
on a lighter note: i think your fic is amazing(did i already say that?!?!)

anyways, PAMS!
~Rohey

BrightestWitch · 10-08-2006, 04:52 AM

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Ron Weasley paced the corridors of the school, thoughts racing fiercely through his mind. He honestly did not like Hermione like he used to; while he still wanted to pursue a friendship with her, all feelings of physical and dating attraction had escaped him. Now, he only wanted to find a way to have her back in his and Harry’s life.

Yeah...Sure Ronald. *rolls her eyes* You Know you want to pick out China Patterns with her...like tomorrow!

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“Of course I am … she’s with the lowest of the low, and it’s a disgrace. I can’t believe she did that to us …”

Uh...You mean to you. Scar Face over there *gestures to Harry* is worried about other things. Oh, like I don't know, trying to avoid that nose less freak!

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“But it wasn’t intended to hurt us,” Ron sighed. “I'm starting to think like a girl, and it hurts.”

Oh Regina you know you love it! *ruffles your skirt and makes it look pretty*

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“It’s just …” Ron tried to explain, but failed. “It’s just … I try to see things from her perspective; you know … to see what she’s thinking. I'm hoping it will stop some of the fights.”

Yeah he so loves her its pathetic!

*huggles him*

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“Oh, that and … I wanted to tell you that you're amazing, and I love having you in my life … And I wanted to make sure you’d be cheering me on at the game tonight.”

*GAG me with a spoon, broom, licorice wand etc..*

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“You left it by the lake! You never told your father you were coming to my house, did you?”

Someone please give her a Gold Star Sticker. *pokes her EXTRA Hard*

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“You told me that if I told my friends, you’d tell your father,” she reminded him though gritted teeth. “You promised me!”

Yeah he did, and news flash EINSTEIN he is a guy, he's a platinum bottle blond, and he's in Slytherin. Get a Clue Chick! *pokes her fro*

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“I'm sorry … All right? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

Say it until your face turns blue...or green whichever comes first.

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“I can’t believe it,” she gasped, crying now. “I can’t believe you lied to me for this long. How am I ever supposed to trust you again? I gave you everything, Draco … I gave up my friends for you! And for what? For you to go behind my back, lie to me, and hurt my friend. I can’t deal with this. I can’t deal with you. We’re over.”

Believe it sista' he did it and you got played! She is annoying me.

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He wrapped a towel around his neck, sat back, and smiled, satisfied with his work.

Oh how I'd so like to wrap that towel around his neck tighter, and tighter, and tighter and tighter...

Malfoy sucks! He is a jerk! I hope he goes bald.

I'm late again but I'm glad I finally came before I got too behind.

Caitlin I loved it!

It was great! Finally she is seeing his true colors!

I can't wait to see what happens next!

Maxilocks · 10-08-2006, 05:04 AM

Maxschie ish back. =]

Four words: I'm glad they're over.

At long last, she's seeing his true colours. Even though I ship both D/ Hr and R/ Hr, Malfoy was being such a bad boy up there, I couldn't help hating him. =[

*skins him alive*

the.time.is.now · 10-08-2006, 04:56 PM

Hi Rohey! Welcome to Fate! I'm really glad that you've gotten to stop by!

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Oh Regina you know you love it! *ruffles your skirt and makes it look pretty*

Hahahaha omg! That's hilarious! It's a pink skirt, isn't it? Isn't it?

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Someone please give her a Gold Star Sticker. *pokes her EXTRA Hard*

Omg. If you were a boy, I'd have to marry you 'coz you're so funny. JEEZ. I'm dying over here!

*loves on Maxie, too*

All right, if Tara can't get around to editing this before six o'clock my time I'll just post in un-edited, mmmkay?

LOVE YOU ALL! <3

the.time.is.now · 10-08-2006, 07:13 PM

HEYY KIDZZ! I got the post back, so guess what?

I'M POSTING!

the.time.is.now · 10-08-2006, 07:15 PM

“I thought you were going to get physical with her?” Goyle asked, his nose twitching in a rather peculiar way.

“I got bored with it,” Draco sniggered, dropping shredded fairy livers into his potion. “It doesn’t smell that bad.”

“Yes, it does,” he replied, backing away from his potion. “Where is she today, anyway? Shouldn’t see be here?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know, and I don’t care.”

It wasn’t a lie. While he did feel a small twinge of pity for her, he liked it better when Hermione wasn’t around. He’d had his months with her, and he had already moved on.

“School is almost over,” Goyle pointed out.

“Congratulations,” replied Draco. “You finally discovered the purpose of a calendar.”

….

Hermione laid on her bed, her mind racing and her head aching. Draco had broken up with her a week ago, and no one had noticed. No one cared.

She sighed; knowing that everything she’d done was a mistake was too much for her. She let things get out of control. She’d never let things get so messy before, and now that she was at rock bottom she didn’t know what to do. Finally, she sat up and crept down the stairs, her head pounding.

Ron and Harry were sitting in the Common Room, whispering silently about things Hermione didn’t know. The fact that she’d had them out of her life for so long hit her all over again and she became slightly nauseated with herself.

After waiting a couple of minutes for the overwhelming sense of sickness to pass, she silently walked over to the two boys, and sat down.

“I'm sorry,” she began. “I let… I let a boy come between our friendships, and now that we’re over, I realize everyone that I’d hurt in the process.”

“You broke up with him?” Ron asked, his surprised eyes meeting hers.

She nodded. “Yeah, but that’s not important. I miss you both, and honestly … I'm dying with out you. I'm really sorry.”

“Okay,” Harry nodded. “You’re forgiven.”

“That’s it?” Hermione asked, flabbergasted. “You’re going to forgive me so easily?”

“Yep,” Ron smiled. “It’s what good friends do.”

She could only smile and hug them.

Fallon Chanel · 10-08-2006, 07:26 PM

sorry it took so long to get the post back but my dad wouldn't let me get on the computer, so I dropped by to say SORRY!!! but anywayz, awesome post, luffed it, PAMS!!! PAMSOID!!!

XxHPaddict17xX · 10-08-2006, 07:57 PM

PAMS!!!! I loved it!

the.time.is.now · 10-08-2006, 09:38 PM

So uhm can I post again?

Just wondering ... because, you know ... I bet SOMEONE out there wants to read!

Well. I'll post anyway, even though no one seems as excited as I do ...

I just wanted to let y'all know, Fate is close to being over. In Microsoft Word, it's already reache dlike forty pages. I will let you know, though ... my next story is going to be TOTALLY different than this one. NO love triangle! [I think] YAY!

Sorry if this post has mistakes - I can't find a Beta Reader.

the.time.is.now · 10-08-2006, 10:32 PM

And the school year went on. Final exams approached and Hermione found herself more relieved than ever that she had Harry and Ron once again at her side. The taunting came once again as people slowly began to realize that Hermione and Draco were over. She heard more than one person say “I told you so,” but luckily, Ron and Harry were smart and didn’t rub it in her face.

As Hermione walked out of her last exam – Transfiguration – Ron jogged to her side.

“So…” he began nervously, not sure of her mood. “How’d you do?”

“I actually think it went all right … I might’ve missed number twenty-eight, about the Bynkas, because I don’t think I gave enough detail … but …”

Ron turned around and yelled to Harry. “It’s all right, mate! Come on!”

Harry smiled, nodding, and came to Hermione’s other side.

“What’s all right?” she asked sharply, looking back and forth between the two.

“Well, you know how you sometimes are after exams …” Ron began slowly, trying to pick his words carefully. “You sometime want to go over them and all … and sometimes, if you think you did a bad job … you’re sort of not fun to be around.”

Her jaw dropped open at how he tried to end the sentence simply.

Ron’s eyes got round in fear as she stepped towards him, an angry expression etched into her face. As he backed away, she broke out in laughter.

“You guys are fun. I'm glad you’re scared of me.”

“We’re not scared of you!” Harry protested.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, and then crackled with laughter again.

….

“This may be an ending for some of us,” Hermione said into the microphone placed at the head of the Great Hall. “But leaving Hogwarts is a beginning for me. We’ve all grown up here, and as I look around at my fellow peers, the others my age … older or younger … I realize we’re all going somewhere. I came to this school, insecure, my nose constantly stuck in a book … but I'm leaving with the best friends anyone could ever ask for, and the knowledge of what it really takes to survive. Hogwarts has always been my home and probably always will be … Maybe one day I’ll come back and teach, maybe I won’t … but everything I’ve taken from this place will stay with me for the rest of my life. I know my friends can say the same thing, and I hope, one day, that you’ll also be able to.”

She stepped down and returned to the Gryffindor table, applause erupting around her.

“Once again, that was Valedictorian Hermione Granger,” Dumbledore smiled, nodding in her direction. “We’d like to wish a farewell to the leaving Seventh Years, and for everyone else … I’ll see you next year!”

People clapped once more, and the tables filled with food.

“That was an ‘xellent speech, ‘Ermine,” Ron said through a mouthful of chicken.

“I'm going to miss this place,” Harry sighed, sitting back and looking up at the ceiling. A starry night met his eyes and he shook his head. “It’s just sad to leave, you know? Where am I going to go now when I get in trouble?”

“You’ll always be welcome at my place,” Ron offered. “Speaking of … you told your Uncle you’re coming, right?”

“Yeah.” Harry sat back up straight and reached for a roll. “Like he cares. He’s probably dancing at the thought.”

Ron snorted. “I don’t even want to think of your Uncle dancing. The house might fall down if he did.”

Hermione coughed into her goblet, juice spilling down her front. “Oh, Ron, that’s awful!”

“So is the idea of that madman!”

“You have no idea,” Harry replied, watching the two, amused.

….

“Mum, we’re here!” Ron called into the door of the house. They decided not to ride home on the Hogwarts Express; instead, they had journeyed into Hogsmeade to celebrate with the other graduated Seventh Years.

She raced into the foyer, wrapping two of the three of them into a hug. “Harry – Hermione – it’s so good to see the two of you again!”

Ron stepped back, clearing his throat.

“Oh, and you, Ron!” she smiled, hugging him also. “Dinner’s fixing to come to the table. I hope you’re all hungry.”

“We always are, Mrs. Weasley!” Harry grinned, and they went upstairs to drop off their things. After they left Hermione at Ginny’s door, Harry followed Ron to his shockingly bright orange room. Posters of the Chudley Cannons were distributed unevenly over the neon walls and a full size bed sat in the middle of the room.

“Do you still like her?” Harry asked, finally letting go of his trunk. He had to stretch out his hands; they were sore from carrying such a heavy item up so many stairs without much of a break.

Ron did the same thing, then turned and shrugged. “No, I don’t.”

audieval · 10-09-2006, 12:29 AM

aaaaahhhhhhhh is that the end? grr draco but its practical he's a bit mean!!
that was very well written!!! top stuff!

fallen rose · 10-09-2006, 12:32 AM

awesome post!!! Im sad now. it cant end!! NOOOO! ok im done now. BAD DRACO!!! ok now im really done.

pgspickles · 10-09-2006, 12:33 AM

wait no more draco? he cant leave!!!!!!!

PAMSOIDS!

smart_hermione · 10-09-2006, 12:54 AM

I can't wait for the next and I happy that Hermione broke up with Draco

but I want to now what happens next, how come Ron is saying he doesn't likes Hermione? or is he lying?
PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID! PAMSOID!

~Victoria