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New Beginnings	By : cbhwilson Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 4687 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione wandered the Weasley yard marvelling at all the restoration that had been done right down to the gnomes. She walked along the edge of the garden bed admiring the night. Glancing above the Burrows rooftop she felt a sudden urge to climb up there. She placed her bag onto the ground and wished herself into the night sky. Without warning she gently rose. Hermione felt no fear or panic just an assurance that she was safe. By the time she registered what exactly was happening she found herself gently placed on the rooftop. She felt exhilarated and sat herself down. Letting a deep sigh go she lay down, closed her eyes and began humming a familiar muggle song about being ‘up on the roof’. A sound caught her attention. She followed it, “It seems I’m not alone..oh hello there” she smiled when she spotted the crow. “Sorry mate you going have to share it’s a bit much for me down there” and to Hermione’s surprised the crow actually seemed to nod. “Hermione!” “Hermione?”

“Ron, Harry up here!”

The two friends looked up and spotted her. “Come on up”

“Sure, why not ‘mione…hang on” Ron answered for the both of them. Harry and Ron searched for the ladder she must have used. Harry stopped when he spotted something that caught his interest. Meanwhile Ron had located a ladder. “How did you get up here Hermione?” Harry asked a few moments later. He had been forced to ascend the last part of the journey. Hermione frowned and answered rather unconvincingly. “My wand”

“You mean this one?” Harry held out his hand. Hermione gave a quiet gasp and took the wand. She gave a warm soft laugh “Well perhaps, just maybe, I used magic Mr Potter” Harry smiled her sense of humour seemed to be returning. “Where’s Ron?” As if on cue Ron appeared “Sorry guys I had to get my wand” Ron took his place beside Harry. Ever since Hermione had left him in no doubt that, although she did love him deeply, she didn’t love him romantically, Ron had found himself out of sorts when he was around her so he found himself constantly placing Harry between the two.. “So finished snogging Lavender?” Hermione’s question had Ron umming and arring “Well obviously you have.” Harry could tell by her voice she was teasing. Ron went bright red and lowered his gaze Hermione gave Harry a wink and in her most I am superior Hermione voice went on “Well you know Ronald you can see absolutely everything from up here.”

“Everything?” Even in the dim light you could see he looked horrified “Nothing to ashamed of Ronald from what I saw…”Ron groaned and Hermione let him off the hook with a giggle. “So Hogwarts is really rebuilt?” Harry asked in obvious disbelief “It’s amazing Harry it’s like nothing happened. The grounds are pristine. Hagrid said..”

“You saw Hagrid?” Ron asked with genuine feeling and quite a bit of relief that the subject had been changed. “Well it would have been just plain rude not to say hello” Harry gave Ronald a look of annoyance and prompted Hermione “so what did Hagrid say?”

“Well he said that the school was rebuilt overnight, and he meant overnight. You should see it Harry…amazing. I didn’t get to see inside but Hagrid swears it’s the way it was. Must be very old magic” She finished in a hushed, almost reverent tone. ”Don’t worry ‘Mione you’ll have the rest of your teaching career to investigate” Ronald had finally managed to say some thing right “yeah” Harry gently prodded Hermione in the ribs “Miss Granger I’ve been a bad…

“Harry! What would Ginny say?”

“Oh, she’d agree…”Harry answered and Hermione laughed “You’re terrible Potter”

“So is it Professor?” Ron asked

“No it’s as an Aide for Muggle Studies. I think I may know a little about the subject. oh it’s paid and I have a fully contained room at the Ministry and of course when I’m teaching I’ll stay at Hogwarts during the year. I’m looking forward to it” She passed them her parchment of appointment. “illumino” As they read the parchment and chuckled at the appropriate places she noticed that the crow had placed itself between Ron and Harry and seemed to reading it too. She shook her head and focussed on her two best friends in the whole world and sadly smiled, she had put them in such a bad position “What’s wrong Her…”

“Harry?”

“Ron?”

The voices of Ginny and Lavender were unmistakable.

“Up here” all three said in unison. Harry and Ron stood up both giving Hermione a quizzical look. ”I’m going to stay up here a little longer” They looked worried “No it’s okay guys, I’m feeling better than I have in a long time”

“It’s good to see you smiling again”

“Well why wouldn’t I be smiling, all those books” Ron groaned and the crow flew him pecking him on the thigh “ow! you blasted thing” Ron cried out “that friggin bird’s got it in for me.” Ron stopped grimacing and smiled broadly “Well I’m outta here.”

“See you soon” Harry said as he kissed Hermione on the cheek. “I’ll be downstairs if you need anything” he handed Hermione her parchment. It was only as Harry was descending did it strike. She was sure she’d left her bag on the ground yet here it was sitting beside her. She looked at it long and hard and whispered to no one in particular ”Someone’s playing funny buggers” She chuckled in a house full of wizards there were far too many suspects.

She conjured up a mattress and light blanket with the most beautiful pillow she had ever known. When she lay down it shifted a little eerily and she had support everywhere she needed it. The mattress was the same. As she drifted off to sleep she noted the crow taking flight and sighed gently. A momentary frown flashed across Hermione’s face, she hadn’t used her wand.

The crow circled the Malfoy’s prison, although it was a very grand estate, it was indeed a prison. No human could walk in and out with out permission and no muggle could see it, on top of that it was on a small island. The Aurors were taking no chances only small animals and birds could get in and out. To completely seal the residence would have suffocated those within, and although it was true that Lucius Malfoy may indeed face execution, or Azkaban, Arthur Weasley wasn’t a murderer and needed to be certain. The Malfoys had been instrumental in the defeat of the darklord, then again if they hadn’t helped him to begin with he wouldn’t have needed to be defeated. So Arthur Weasley had been stuck until something had whispered in his ear “You can always kill them later on but you can’t bring them back.”

The crow finally decided to make it’s approach and made a beeline for a bedroom window. The bird transfigured to reveal a rather flustered and tired Draco Malfoy. His hair was mussed up and glancing out at the sky he knew sunrise would be here any moment. He wanted a bath but didn’t have the time. He probably shouldn’t have returned to the Weasley rooftop but the smile on his face said otherwise. He had checked out Hogwarts from the sky and couldn’t believe it, it was even more magnificent then he remembered. Even in darkness the place had been glimmering. Something had told him not to attempt entering the grounds there was a definite whisper when he approached ‘don’t get too close, no unauthorised wizards allowed’. The mud…he chastised himself…Granger had been right on at least two things; it was truly amazing and definitely very old magic. He had decided to return to the Burrow and complete his mission. His mission he thought derisively to himself, spy on the housewarming party. Draco shook his head; his father had actually been offended when he hadn’t been invited. He didn’t get Lucius but had been quick enough to suppress his disbelief when Lucius had told him to go.

Now wizards changing into animals was nothing knew although they were ordinarily restricted to the one type. Draco’s first animal had been a duck. He chuckled when he thought about it ever so grateful still that no-one had seen it. He had been around two at the time and when, a year later he tried he had became a seagull, then at four he was found at the top of a very big tree. He father had found him scared and trapped and in true Lucius fashion had merely stood at the bottom of the tree arms crossed. “Well boy you got yourself up there” Draco had been up there over an hour having ascended it in the form of a cat. However when he tried to get back down he had lost his footing and in panic immediately froze. Taking his human form the little four year old had been petrified, but with the obvious stance of his father Draco knew he was well and truly stuck. Until that is, he did something that, even to this day, he could not explain. He had merely thrown himself out of the tree and transfigured into the crow. When he landed Lucius had been impressed so much so that Draco had been praised for one of only a handle of occasions in his life. Even then Lucius had taken the joy out of that. “Don’t tell anyone that you can transfigure like you do, just pick an animal and stick to it. Let it be our little secret. In life boy it pays to keep your cards close to your chest.” And all these years later Draco had to concede the prudence of his father’s forethought. Each Malfoy had been asked to transfigure and Draco had chosen a panther therefore although the Ministry had allowed for the ability they hadn’t taken into account that Draco was somewhat gifted with transfiguration. Why would they when only Draco and his father knew the truth?

So here he was watching for the sunrise, heart still beating wildly in his chest. He took a steadying breath, she had looked so beautiful laying there but it had been the pillow with the golden phoenix and lion on a black background that first attracted his attention.

Landing on it he found it to be silk. He had been careful not to entangle himself in her hair as he took a closer look. Her head covered some writing and in frustration he had gone to leave straight away. It was then he glanced down at Hermione’s sleeping form and his curiosity got the better of him. He was only going to look, nothing more but one thing he didn’t count on was Hermione moving and her hair entangling him slightly. In his effort to gently free himself he found himself on Hermione’s chest. The desire had overtook him, and he found himself atop of Hermione in his human form. Although he had the presence of mind to not put his body weight on her, her warmth was intoxicating. He raised himself slightly so he could look at her and murmured a transparency spell and her clothing became see through. Her body had taken his breath away and he had softly kissed her lips. She had responded and before he knew it he found himself working his mouth toward her middrift. She had groaned ever so softly . Stopping himself was near impossible until he reminded himself that she wouldn’t be like all the other girls. Grateful for his attention, no way. So he had taken a steadying breath restored her clothing and left her one momento, a charmed mark just behind her right ear visible only to it’s creator and their family.

He shook his head at that, he shouldn’t of been able to mark her. The sky slightly lightened and he performed the cleaning charm. The sting of it removed what was left of his arousal, she had rattled him. He had never felt like that with any girl and he had used dozens. Her response had…he stopped his train of thought. He had to, one it was causing his arousal problem to resurface and two he had to get his thoughts together. He looked at himself in the mirror, immaculate as ever and smiled slightly. His drew in a breath and a veil of non emotion fell across his face. Time to report.

“Completely rebuilt?” Lucious had listened intently to his son’s report. Draco nodded. “I went to Hogwarts and from what I saw it looks….”Draco still couldn’t find the word for it

“Alive” Draco eyes met his father’s and nodded. “So you couldn’t get into the grounds”

“I didn’t try.” Anger flashed in Lucius’ eyes but, as with all emotions, he quickly masked it. “When I approached Hogwarts I was given a warning”

“What kind of warning?”

“Don’t get too close, no unauthorised wizards allowed.”

“You heard a voice” Draco shook his head “It was more of a whisper…like the wind” Lucius had watched his son’s face and smiled at the obvious confusion. Not often did you catch Draco showing any kind of emotion these days. Lucius waited for a minute allowing himself the luxury of watching his boy’s discomfort. “The answer is simple..” Draco raised an eyebrow “Old Magic…”
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