In the Heart of the Storm | By : satink06 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 1905 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s
Note: So it’s been nearly four years since I’ve written anything substantial. I
have some time on my hands this summer and I’ve been tinkering with a few ideas
for a fic. So I hope that you all enjoy my fic, and if it’s crazy bad let me
know! Hopefully it’s enjoyable!
Disclaimer: The plot is mine but the rest is J. K. Rowling’s!!
In
the Heart of the Storm
Chapter
One: The Warning
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Hermione
stood staring out her bedroom window. It was finally her day off and she got to
sleep in for once. She smiled, knowing that it was nearly one in the
afternoon. Being an early riser most days to make it to work at St. Mungo’s,
this was heaven for her. Hermione had been Head Healer in the emergency ward
for nearly seven years now. She loved her job, but sometimes she felt run
down. Luckily her boss was in town and was training a new batch of Healer’s.
He told her she could take a few days off and he would train the newbie’s so she
wouldn’t have any more stress on her shoulders. She was thankful for the break
and looked forward to getting a few things done around the house.
Suddenly
Hermione’s attention was drawn towards the horizon. Dark clouds seemed to be
moving in. Sure they were still miles and miles away but she knew that later
that day there would be a Magic Storm. Muggle’s would call this a Thunderstorm
or Electrical storm, but wizards knew what they really were: a condensed and
dangerous amount of highly sensitive magic. Hermione frowned at the sky. She
hadn’t heard anything about a storm today.
She
bustled over to her nightstand and turned on her magic radio. A song by the
Weird Sisters was playing so she walked to her closet to find something to
wear. She hummed along with the song as she pulled on a pair of blue jeans and
a loose fitting maroon t-shirt. She slipped on some flip flops and walked to
the bed to make it. Finally the song ended and the weather came on. Hermione
finished with the bed and sat upon it to listen.
‘A
Magic Storm Warning is in effect for the area until 6am tomorrow morning. It
should be entering the area at about 5pm. Please take precaution as this is
going to be a severe storm. Try not to use magic or highly intensive spells
until it is over. Please do not attempt Apparating or Floo-ing until it has
passed as this could result in Splicing or arriving at the wrong destinations.
For more information stay tuned, and please be careful.’ And, with that
said, music began again.
Hermione
rubbed her face with her hands and sighed. Of course her day off would have to
be a magic free one. Getting up off of the bed she returned to looking out the
window. It sure was dark on the horizon. She didn’t doubt what the weather man
had said. It definitely looked dreadful out there. With another sigh she
headed out to the living room.
She
stared at her bookshelves. They needed to be reorganized, sure she could do it
by hand, but that would take more time than she had. She was afraid to try
using her wand so close to a storm so she shrugged her shoulders and walked
away. She decided to dust for a while and was almost done when her telephone
rang. Putting down her rag and spray she went into the kitchen to answer it.
“Hello?”
she asked and cradled the phone between her ear and her shoulder and began to
make herself some tea.
“Hermione? Hey it’s Ginny. What are you up to?” the red head asked.
“Oh
nothing really, just cleaning the apartment a little.” She poured her tea into a
mug and sat down at the kitchen table, “what are you calling about?”
Ginny
laughed, “I was just calling to see if you wanted to come over for dinner
tonight. I heard about the magic storm and I know how much better it is to just
get away from the area it’s occurring in.” To her children she yelled, “Stop
pulling her hair right now!”
Hermione
sat up, “That sounds great actually. I hadn’t even thought of getting out of
here for a while. Could I possibly stay the night since it’s supposed to last
until morning?” She sipped on her tea.
“Oh, of
course! That’s a splendid idea. I’ll fix up one of the guest rooms. Merlin
knows we have plenty.” Then Ginny yelled at her children some more.
Hermione
shook her head with a smile, “Ok. Well I’ll go and get a bag together and see
you a little later.”
“Sounds
like a plan! See you later ‘Mione!” and with that Ginny hung up. Hermione
stood up and placed her phone back in its cradle. She then made her way back to
her bedroom. Setting her mug next to the radio that was now listing the area’s
the storm would affect, she headed to her closet to pack a few things.
She
pulled out her overnight bag and began putting a few things into it. She threw
in two pairs of jeans, a sweater, some underwear, her favorite bra, a black tank
top, and her favorite green silk short and tank top pajamas. She then made her
way to the bathroom to get her toiletries. After shoving them in the bag she
set it on the toilet and looked in the mirror.
She
traced her face with her fingers and attempted a smile. She was thirty one
years old, single, and beginning to look it. She sighed and ran the water to
wash her face. She’d been single for two years, ever since she had broken
things off with Ron…
They had
dated for nearly twelve years, but Ron had never really wanted to take it to
that next level. She had begged him for years to get married. She even had a
wedding planned out. Then one day Ron freaked out and told her he had no
intentions of ever getting married. He was having too much fun with his
Quidditch career to even think of taking time off to get married.
Then six
months after they separated Ron came to her and told her that he and Luna
Lovegood were getting married. She had looked at him in utter shock, and when
she asked why it was because he finally decided that the married life was the
way to go. Nine months later Gabriel Weasley was born.
Hermione
dried off her face with a snort and thought to her self, ‘Married life was the
way to go? Yeah right, he just didn’t want his first child born out of wedlock.’
She shook her head and sighed, grabbing her bag and heading back to her bedroom.
The
storm was moving faster now. Dark clouds were billowing out from the west and a
smell of rain was in the air. She shivered, though it was not cold. Moving
from the window she grabbed her empty mug and made her way to the kitchen. She
reached the sink just as a rumble of thunder sounded. She jumped slightly.
Luckily she could tell that the storm was still far away. A glance at the wall
clock showed it was nearly three thirty.
‘Maybe I
should call Ginny and head out sooner. The storm seems to be moving faster.’
She thought and picked up the phone. She dialed the phone and waited for Ginny
to answer. It rang for a while before Hermione realized there would be no
answer. ‘She’s probably at the market. I’ll call back in a little.’
Suddenly
there was a knock at the door and Hermione nearly jumped out of her skin this
time. She walked briskly into the living room and stood behind the door, “Who’s
there?” she asked.
“It’s
Malfoy.” came the reply. With a sigh of relief she opened the door, “Hey, I
wasn’t expecting you.”
“I was
just coming to see if you’d heard about this magic storm that’s coming.” Draco
asked and leaned against the doorframe, his blond hair falling about his
forehead. He crossed his arms and asked, “Are you getting out of here or
sticking around, because they are saying it’s best to find an area that’s not
going to be affected.”
She
stepped back and allowed him access into the apartment, “Ginny called to invite
me to dinner and so we decided that I should just spend the night.” She smiled
at his thoughtfulness, “want some tea? I was thinking of making some.”
He
smiled and his gray eyes lit up, “Tea sounds great. I’m not too fond of storms.”
They walked through the living room and into the kitchen. Draco took a seat at
the table and watched Hermione make the tea.
“So
where are you going to wait out the storm?” Hermione asked plunking down
Malfoy’s tea and taking a seat herself.
He took
a sip before answering, “I think I’m going to the Manor for the night. My
parents are out of the country so I can have the entire place to myself.
Possibly get some reading done.” He finished with a smirk.
Hermione
nodded her head, “Sounds like a good plan.” There was another rumble of thunder
and Hermione frowned.
Malfoy
drained the rest of his mug, “I think maybe we should get moving. It’s getting
rather windy out.” He stood and picked up Hermione’s mug as well as his and
placed them in the sink.
“You’re
probably right Malfoy.” She stood and grabbed the phone, “let me call Ginny and
let her know I’m coming early.”
“I’ll
wash these while you do that.”
“Hello?”
came Ginny’s voice.
“Ginny,
it’s Hermione. It’s starting to get bad here, is it ok if I come over a little
early?” she played with a string on her shirt.
“Of
course, I don’t want you using magic during the actual storm! Get on over
here. I just got home from the market and am getting started on supper. See
you soon!”
“Ok see
you soon.” Hermione hung up the phone as Malfoy put her mugs in the cupboard,
“Well we better get moving.” She said with a smile.
“Yeah.
Thanks for the tea.” They walked to the door, “See you soon.”
“Ok,
bye.” She shut the door behind him and went to the bedroom to get her bag so she
could floo to Ginny and Harry’s. Stopping at her window she shivered again, it
had started to rain and Merlin did it look awful out side. With a wave of her
wand she shut off the radio. Picking her bag off the couch she left the room.
Just as
she was about to grab some floo powder she heard a yell from below her. She
dropped her bag and pulled her wand from her back pocket where she had put it
earlier. She opened the door and walked down the stairs to Malfoy’s apartment.
Hermione tapped on the door, “Come in.” came Malfoy’s voice.
She
opened the door, “is everything ok?” she asked putting her wand away.
He
growled and plunked his bag on his coffee table, “I’m fine but the storm is
going on where the Manor is. No way for me to get there now.” He sighed and
shook his head, “Guess I’m staying here.”
“Why
don’t you come to the Burrow with me? There are plenty of rooms. Since you and
Harry have become friends since Auror training I don’t see why there would be a
problem.” Hermione offered knowing that Ginny loved company.
Malfoy
thought for a minute then picked up his bag, “Sound’s like a good plan to me.
Lead the way.” With a wave of his wand he sealed up his house for safe keeping.
Hermione
gasped, “Good idea I hadn’t even thought of safe sealing my house! I’ll do that
when I grab my bag, come on.” She led Malfoy back up to her apartment. When
they were inside she shut the door and Malfoy performed the safe seal spell.
“Thank
you,” she said as she picked up her bag and grabbed a handful of floo powder.
Malfoy
stepped into the fireplace with her, “welcome.” He replied.
Hermione
threw the powder down and shouted “The Burrow!”
In a
wave of green flames they were gone.
Just as
the flames died away, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky outside of
Hermione’s bedroom window.
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