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Darkover Magic by K A Woods

Format: Novella
Chapters: 14
Word Count: 40,108
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Romance, Action, Humor, General, Angst, Mystery, Drama
Characters: Draco, Ginny, Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione, James, Lily, Neville, Ron, Snape, Voldemort, Luna, Lucius, Seamus, Pansy
Pairings:

First Published: 02/14/2005
Last Chapter: 06/28/2005
Last Updated: 06/28/2005

Summary:
A prosaic story of the Final Year for Harry Potter and his friends- interlaced with romance, and the thin line that is drawn between good and evil that is crossed in order to win the ultimate battle. A good read for the reader who is enthralled with Harry Potter and the relationships, some unlikelier then others, that bond the characters together.


Chapter 8: AISLES, BOOKS, and INSCRIPTIONS

CHAPTER 8: AISLES, BOOKS AND INSCRIPTIONS

Hermione sat staring out the window of the solitary aisle she had found in the library. It was the middle of October and the leaves of the magnificent trees on Hogwarts Grounds had begun to turn vibrant shades of orange, yellow, and red. Hermione smiled a little as she looked out the window; so much had happened since the start of school- though, with the exception of the incident in her Living Quarters, none of it really that bad.

Quidditch season had started and Gryffindor had made quite a showing of themselves in their first match against Hufflepuff. Ron didn’t allow a single goal, Ginny scored twelve and Harry had caught the snitch while dangling from his broom with one hand. What a match that had been, they certainly were a shoe in for the cup. Hermione knew she should be incredibly happy for Ron, Ginny and Harry but in some ways, she had distanced herself from them because of it. They, well mostly Ron, had let it go to his head. Hermione had to admit that he had come a long way since the early chidings of ‘Weasley is our King’ but that certainly did not make it okay for him to strut about the place as if he was, well, Malfoy.

Come to think of it, Hermione hadn’t seen much of him in a while either. The pair of them had, in a way, patched things up since the first incident with Harry and Ron and in a way had come to a mutual respect for one another, even occasionally having study sessions, though neither would admit it. Hermione had begun to rather like Malfoy’s company, once you got past his rough exterior he really wasn’t that bad, on the contrary, Hermione had found him to be one of the most intriguing people she had ever associated with.

“Trying to find the true meaning of life?” A sweet voice asked from behind Hermione, she smiled knowing exactly who it was.

“Well Ginevra, some one has to.” Hermione replied with a smile as she gave Ginny a little hug and the two sat down.

“Yikes, Advanced Arithmancy?” Ginny grimaced as she looked down at the book Hermione had just been pouring through. “With those kind of studies you are gonna put yourself in an early grave ‘Mione.” Ginny stated with a wistful sigh at her friend.

“I think you would find it quite intriguing Ginny, you see first you take the Character number and-” Hermione started though quickly interrupted.

“Spare me the details Hermione. So how have you been? I know we haven’t seen much of each other since season started and we all miss not seeing you as much.” Ginny declared with an empathetic smile.

We? So now you guys care about how I have been, now that I am not there? I guess absence makes the heart grow fonder. Hermione thought to herself in exasperation. She didn’t know whether she wanted them to be fawning over her or to leave her in solitude. A rather unlikely person soon interrupted Hermione’s tempests of thoughts.

“Um Granger I was wondering if you understand the Arithmancy homework? That horrid Professor Vector woman does nothing for me in the way of explanation.” Draco stated as he casually walked down Hermione and Ginny’s secluded library aisle. Ginny stared in apparent disbelief and dislike.

“Yes I understand it perfectly; I am guessing you want help so I will help you after I am done chatting with Ginny.” Hermione responded courteously with a polite smile, Ginny on the other hand was not so courteous.

“Just because you two share a living quarters does not mean you have to help him.” Ginny smarted off to Hermione; completely ignoring the fact, that Draco was standing right there.

“And just because you are a Weasley doesn’t mean that you have to act a though you can boss around Mudbloods.” Draco sneered back vindictively, Hermione’s head jerked up abruptly at the mere mention of the word Mudblood, which was a word that had not slipped out of Draco’s lips in quite some time, well at least not in earshot of Hermione.

“That’s enough Malfoy; I said I would help you now leave us in peace.” Hermione directed at Draco curtly.

“As you wish my lady.” Draco replied sarcastically with a mock bow and turned to leave the aisle, only to collide with Ron.

“Watch where the bloody hell you are going!” Ron seethed, their eyes met, a sense of deep hatred passed between them, and a silence endured until one of Draco’s sly comments broke the tension.

“Well Weaselbee if I didn’t know any better I would say that you need to watch those monstrous feet of yours, they are obviously impairing your walking.” Draco stated maliciously before continuing out of the aisle.

“I really hate that git!” Ron raged before a light bulb clicked on in his head. “Ginny, what was he doing down here anyways?”

“I don’t know exactly, why don’t you ask Hermione? She seems to be the only one he wanted anything to do with. Something about studying Arithmancy together.” Ginny declared as she shot Hermione a look that Hermione couldn’t tell whether was a look of concern or distrust.

“Is this true Hermione? Are you two ACTUALLY bloody studying together?!” Ron queried his eyes as big as saucers.

“Well yes Ronald, why do you ask?” Hermione asked Ron skeptically, raising her eyebrows a little.

“WHY DO I- WHY DO I ASK?” Ron started blubbering “HERMIONE HAVE YOU GONE BLOODY MAD? THAT IS MALFOY! ... YOU TWO AREN’T FRIENDS ARE YOU?” Ron questioned dangerously at Hermione, Ginny’s head whipped around as well and both of the Weasley’s were now staring intently at Hermione.

“Well I wouldn’t say friends per say but we do study together, Why do you care any way Ron? You are so busy with Quidditch I am surprised you even had time to notice.” Hermione shot back acidly, she felt bad immediately after it came out of her mouth but there was no way she was backing down now. Who was Ron to tell her whom she should study with? She knew there were friends but, he was acting as though they were dating or something.


“I was only worried about you Hermione, I do care you know.” Ron sputtered softly to Hermione before turning and walking out.

“Is Ron alright?” Hermione asked Ginny concernedly.

“Well I guess so; he just has a bad case of heartache.” Ginny stated directly as she looked behind her where Ron had just left.

“Heartache for what?” Hermione asked, her chestnut eyes looking straight into Ginny’s.

“You know Hermione for being the brightest witch in school you sure are rather oblivious, especially when things are staring you right in the face.” Ginny commented before giving a small nod with a slight smile and turning to leave. There at the end of the aisle was the solid form of Draco Malfoy staring at Hermione. Hermione saw Ginny glare at him before walking away, a worried look plastered on her face.

“Did I come at a bad time?” Draco commented sarcastically as he pulled a chair up next to Hermione and smiled.

“You know you did Draco.” Hermione stated softly as she looked out the window for a second, worrying about Ron, he seemed so crestfallen.

“Granger, did you just call me Draco?” Draco asked stunned.

“Oh I suppose I did, sorry it must have slipped.” Hermione replied, still staring intently out the window.

“No it’s fine I rather liked it.” Draco commented softly as he studied Hermione for a second before letting out a little cough. “Well I suppose we better get to this um Arithmancy then.”

“Yes, suppose we should.” Hermione said wistfully as she turned around and looked at Draco, her chestnut eyes reflecting the pain she was feeling. She was so confused, Ginny and Ron were both upset about her spending time with Draco, Ron said he truly cared about her and Ginny said she was oblivious. “Draco, do you think I’m oblivious?”

“What?” Draco said taken completely off guard by the question and hearing his name again.

“Well Ginny said that for being the brightest witch in school I was completely oblivious, especially when things were staring me right in the face.” Hermione stated before looking down hopelessly at her feet.

Draco laughed out loud throwing Hermione completely off. “What are you laughing at Malfoy?”
“Oh nothing, you are oblivious Granger! Don’t you get where Ginny was going with that?” Draco questioned Hermione with a mischievous grin.

“Well I guess I am oblivious then, care to explain your reasoning?” Hermione shot back, sick of no one coming out and saying what they meant.

“Well obviously the Weasel likes you.” Draco proclaimed with a smirk.

“Of course he does, him and Harry are my best friends.” Hermione scoffed.

“No Granger, you really don’t get it, Weasley REALLY likes you.” Draco started. “I am surprised it has taken you this long to figure it out, the rest of us did way back in second year.” Draco sneered; he hated having to bring this to Hermione’s attention. As much as Hermione infuriated him, it was nowhere close to the deep loathing he had for Ron. Hermione could do better, Draco thought before mentally scolding himself, she is a Mudblood he reminded himself- he was not suppose to care about who she ended up with, but he couldn’t help it.

“What do you mean by we all figured it out in second year?” Hermione snapped at Draco, she hated the fact that everyone knew something she didn’t.

“Well you obviously didn’t know because you were petrified but the rest of us had to watch Ron and Harry mope around here for months, Ron in particular was a nasty wreck.” Draco stated with a malicious glint in his eyes at remembrance of Potter and Weasley looking so lost without their precious Hermione.

“Oh…” Hermione said softly as she turned and looked out the window again in deep thought. So Ron had had feelings for her all these years, why hadn’t that git said anything. Hermione thought to herself.

“So anyways, before we got way off topic, about this Arithmancy work…” Draco interjected, bringing Hermione’s attention back on to himself.

Hermione looked down on it and scoffed, “Oh Draco this is SO simple, all it is asking for is your character number.”

“And that means what?” Draco asked back promptly, he didn’t like being made feel inferior to a Mudblood.

“Okay well we will start from the beginning then, you obviously don’t understand.” Hermione started pompously. “Okay as you know every letter has a number that translates with it. And to find your character number you add up the number values in your name. So here take out a piece of parchment and I’ll show you.”

Draco followed in suit as Hermione began to scribble a chart on the parchment, explaining the entire process. But Draco found he was unable to concentrate on her little Arithmancy lesson. He couldn’t take his eyes off Hermione. He was seeing Hermione in a different light. He couldn’t believe it had taken him over six years to really notice how beautiful she was. Her once bushy hair was now cascading down in soft brown curls, her buck teeth were now perfectly straight and white, and those mesmerizing chestnut eyes-

“Draco? Draco, are you paying attention?” Hermione scolded when she noticed Draco staring at her.

“Yeah, whatever Granger.” Draco spat back, his cheeks turning a little pink with embarrassment.

“Well like I was saying your Character Number tells your general personality. So let’s figure this out.” Hermione lectured as she wrote the word ‘Draco Malfoy’ on the parchment and figured out the math. Draco stared at her again, what was happening to him? Was he actually having some sort of feelings for Granger? He had to be coming down with something.

“Okay so your Character number would be five.” Hermione stated proudly with a little smile at Draco.

“What does that mean?” Draco asked with a confused look.

“Okay so it basically means that your general personality is centered on instability and imbalance indicating change and uncertainty. Those with the number five are drawn to many things at once but commit to none. They are adventurous, energetic and willing to take risks. They enjoy travel and meeting new people but may not stay in one place for very long. Fives can be conceited, quick-tempered, and impatient.” Hermione replied, laughing at a few parts.

“Did you just quote the book without looking at it Granger?” Draco questioned with a smirk as he thought about what she said, it did describe him rather well.

“Why yes I did Malfoy, but why do you care, you got your question answered and some personal insight in the process.” Hermione snapped back a little embarrassed that she was caught actually quoting the book, but Arithmancy was her favorite.

“Well I guess your right, thanks Granger.” Draco replied with a smirk as he scribbled Hermione’s answer on to his parchment. Hermione turned and stared out the window again, Draco looked up at her again- captivated.

“Okay well I must be going back to the dormitories now, see you later Granger.” Draco snapped as he let out a confused sigh and quickly packed up his stuff.

“You okay Malfoy?” Hermione asked without even turning around.

“Oh I am just dandy Granger.” Draco retorted back, sarcasm seeping from his voice. As he got up from his stool.

“Hey Malfoy, before you leave I have one more question.” Hermione stated as she swiveled her stool around and looked Draco directly in the eyes.

Something rose up in Draco’s stomach as Hermione looked him in the eyes and he started to feel a little hot numbness go through his entire body. “Yes Granger?” Draco managed to get out.

“Well I have been wondering for a while what, Coercere ambitio fugare ratio tunc traditum a cupiditas amare contra veritas, means. I even owled Percy to ask him, seeing as how he was Head Boy but he didn’t know, those weren’t even the words above the archway when he was Head Boy.” Hermione asked Draco, her eyes latching on to Draco’s steel eyes.

“Oh what is above our archway?” Draco laughed a little at such a question, Granger had not figured that out yet, shocker. “Well that one is simple, it’s Latin, it means ‘Supress ambition, flee reason and surrender to desire to love on the other side of truth.’ Honestly Granger I am surprised you didn’t figure that out.” Draco stated pompously as he turned to go, leaving Hermione to think about what he had just said.

It was true, for the past several months Draco had been beating himself out over just what the inscription above that archway meant. He had figured out the English his second day at Hogwarts but what those words would be doing above him and Hermione’s dormitory entrance was a mystery, with each guess more farfetched then the last.



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