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Naïve. by MyLittleBird

Format: Novella
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 1,393
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers

Genres: Drama, General, Romance
Characters: Hermione, Draco, Pansy, OtherCanon
Pairings: Draco/OC

First Published: 08/10/2010
Last Chapter: 08/16/2010
Last Updated: 08/16/2010

Problems and tragedies are all surrounding Astoria Greengrass, which lead her to think that she's useless. There is someone who can make her feel good about herself again but guess what? He doesn't have time for naïve, foolish little girls.

Chapter 1: Funeral
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At noonday the sun was shining high in the clear blue sky, but it didn’t warm anyone in the graveyard. The group of people kept their heads bowed down, listening to the priest that blessed the body that was going into cold earth.

When the coffin slowly started to descend into the ground, a young girl stepped out from the middle of the group. She slowly walked towards the rectangular hole in the ground and knelt beside it. In her hands she had a white rose and a locket. She looked at the coffin where her now deceased mother was placed in. She gently placed the white rose on top of the coffin, next to the rose, she placed the locket. The silver locket was heart –shaped and had a snake on the outside of it.

The snake’s eyes were always very mysterious to Astoria, they were green emeralds, but when she looked closer she could see, what almost could be described as a liquid inside. The ‘liquid’ moved gracefully and was a mixture of white and black. The locket was a gift from her mother on the day of her 16th birthday. But she couldn’t bear to look at it. It was sad; she had been Astoria’s best friend. Tanis had mysteriously gotten in the middle of a riot at Hogsmeade. She was held in St. Mungos in intensive care, every healer doing everything in their power to help but nothing could be done. That was the most mournful day since her best friend, Arianna was brutally murdered.

Astoria stood up, brushing the dirt from her clothes, wiping the tears that ran down her pale cheeks. She turned away when they began to fill the hole in the ground with dirt. Astoria stiffened when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Daphne pulled her in for a hug but Astoria stood there, wondering what would happen now. Daphne released her from the hug and looked at her with a gloomy expression plastered on her face.

“Trust me Astoria, life is going to get better from now on.” Daphne said comfortingly. Astoria nodded her head and turned around to face the hole in the ground one more time. Another single tear ran down her cheek. At that moment a single raindrop fell on Daphne’s cheek.

“Goodbye mom.” She whispered before linking arms with Daphne and returning back to the family manor where some of her mother’s close friends awaited.

Astoria’s neighbors, also present, were nice enough, although she barely saw them. When Astoria’s parents went on a trip, they were the ones who volunteered to take care of her. They were very much close friends with her parents. Of course they were pure-bloods, like most people the family associated with. They moved in next door when Astoria was about 9, now Astoria is 14 and her friends are not only wizards but there are some muggles in the picture as well, of course no one knew. Not even her sister, Daphne. In school she wasn’t very sociable which caused her to be more of an outcast.

Hermione Granger, from Gryffindor and Arianna, from Ravenclaw were her only friends during these past 4 years in Hogwarts, excluding her sister, who rarely said hi to Astoria while in school. Her father, Mr. Greengrass, was very mournful for days. Astoria felt that she had to stay with her family for a while but Mr. Greengrass told his two daughters that they should stay with some friends until school begins. This was not far away. This was a bad time to lie but Astoria told her father that she would be staying at Violet Mortimer, which was a Slytherin girl who she never actually talked to. In reality Astoria was

invited to stay at the burrow, the Weasley’s place. No, she wasn’t friends with Harry Potter or Ronald Weasley but they were aquatinted by Hermione.

When she got to the burrow she was greeted by the Weasley’s and by the famous Harry Potter. Apparently they all had plans to return to Hogwarts.

‘At least I’ll have more people to hang out with.’ Astoria thought cheerily. Astoria had forgotten the tragic accident that had just happened a few days ago, for a second.

“So Astoria, Hermione told us about your mom. We’re really sorry, you know.” Ron stated and Harry nodded. That made Astoria feel a bit better but that wouldn’t erase the image of her mom laying on the hospital bed.

“Thanks.” Was all Astoria could bear to choke out.

Precisely 10 minutes after the awkward moment Mrs. Weasley called them for dinner. They all hurried down the stairs and to the table where there were 8 table settings.

“Eight?” Astoria whispered to Hermione who responded,

“Mr. Weasley is coming home early, I presume.” Molly who overheard nodded and sat down.

“Oh yes, after all those late nights at the ministry it’s good to have him over for dinner again.”

Mid-dinner the front door opened with a creek. It was Mr. Weasley, with his case in hand and badge pinned to his robes.

“Hello everybody!”

“Hey dad!” All of them responded, except for Hermione and Harry, who responded with a,

“Mr. Weasley!”

Mr. Weasley set down his case and sat down, he looked at everyone and stopped at Astoria.

“Well, who is this?” He asked. Molly smiled slightly.

“This is Astoria GREENGRASS, the daughter of Tanis Greengrass and Cuthbert Greengrass. She’ll be staying here until semester term begins.”

His eyes seemed to budge out of his eyes,

“Oh the Greengrass family? Well I’m very sorry about what happened…” He said nervously.

Astoria nodded and said nothing. In fact no one did, there was silence in the air until Hermione broke it,

“Mr. Weasley, what has exactly been going on in the Ministry? There seems to be a lot of fuzz going around concerning visits to Azkaban.”

“Well my dear, I should not be speaking of it outside of work for I’m not in that exact department but, the Ministry thinks that if we gave permission to family or friends of death eaters in Azkaban there could be some sort of escape plan in process. They say that there is another heir of Slytherin out there and that he will claim his power soon.” Mr. Weasley explained.

Hermione shook her head and scoffed. “How could this happen? Voldemort was destroyed not long ago. It’s not like he could leave his power behind for some ‘heir’ to claim! Right?”

“That’s what the Ministry believes and until they get to the bottom of the problem, they won’t be allowing anymore visits to Azkaban. “ Arthur Weasley looked at Astoria who was quiet. “What do you think about what’s happening?” He asked Astoria.

Astoria was looking out the window with her hand beneath her chin and elbow on the table. She quickly realized they had said something and answered, “Well my father has said nothing about circumstances at the ministry till this point.”

“Oh well, maybe your father wouldn’t want you to get involved in anything ministry related. You’re probably tired more than hungry, no?” Arthur smiled. Astoria was already dozing off, but tried to maintain her eyes open.

Hermione giggled and Astoria smiled a bit. Arthur smiled and kept his eyes on his plate as he ate. There were 10 minutes of silence, which seemed like hours for Astoria. Astoria excused herself from the table as Hermione did as well.

“Enjoy yourself today?” Hermione asked Astoria while she fixed her bed. Astoria came out of the bathroom already with her pajamas on. She smirked.

“Hermione you do know you’re only two years older than me, right? I’m not a baby.”

“Astoria, that is very cliché. ‘I’m not a baby anymore! Blah blah blah!’” She mocked Astoria and then Astoria threw a pillow at Hermione.

“I’m going to bed! Hmph!” And then Astoria threw herself on the bed and crossed her arms across her chest.

“You are so stubborn!” Hermione said before they both howled with laughter. In a matter of minutes Hermione was sleeping like a baby, while Astoria began to cry almost like a baby. Thank Merlin no one heard her.