By: Gemin16
Disclaimer: Sorry folks, just don't own Harry Potter. However, I do own this plot, and any new characters that don't appear in J.K. Rowling's four lovely novels.
A/N: I'm back and with another segment to Hermione's lovely tale. I'm glad you enjoyed the first story, hopefully the second one will be just as good. For those of you who are now just getting into the story, it would be wise to read the first segment before you continue with this one, I do make a ton of references from the first.
Summary: Three and a half years after leaving the magical world, Hermione reopens the book to return to the life that she once left. Lovelorn foreigners, babies, reincarnations- and that's only the good side of her return. O.o
Chapter 1: The Return
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"Dudley, for the last time no."
"But Hermione-"
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"With a cherry on top."
"No."
"I'll get you whatever you want."
"I seriously doubt you could."
"Come on-"
Hermione sighed and tried to walk faster down the sidewalk. It was one of those days where she wished she hadn't left her wand at home. Yet again Dudley Dursley was trying to ask her out on a date and for the millionth time, she had said no. It wasn't because he was huge and not much of a looker, Hermione could care less about that, it was the fact that he was a bully, annoying, and nothing short of a prick. And Hermione was struck with him for the rest of the walk home.
She grumbled as she stuck her headphones on her head and turned on her music, raising the volume to the max, maybe the loud sounds of her favorite band could clear out Dudley's constant request.
Unfortunately for her, she was forced to see something that reminded her of Dudley every single day. Almost two years ago, Dudley and his family had moved into Amber's old house across the street from Wales and since Dudley had been horrible in his studies, Hermione was asked to tutor him in academics four times a week. She accepted, regretting the decision later on.
Of course avoiding Dudley inside of school was simple, she had friends that hung out in places away form Dudley and his gang and heaven forbid that they have any classes together. And she definitely knew that he wouldn't step foot in a library unless he was bribed or forced. Avoiding him in those places was easy, it was at home that she was having problems with.
After having dinner with the family, her parents and Dudley's became friends and were often over for neighborly things, such as the local get together or something adult neighbors usually did, meaning that they were over often enough bringing love struck Dudley with them.
Over time Hermione came up with a simple equation to explain her feelings to herself.
(Dudley x Hermione) + same room = Wand Crazy Hermione
On account there were times where Hermione had to result in magic, nothing as drastic or mean as the forbidden curses. No, Hermione had not reached that level of annoyance yet.
"Hermione-"
But by golly was she close to it.
She thought that be a chinch to ditch him if she went off to a university near her house, especially if Dudley wouldn't be there but she was wrong. The idiot who created the university also built the finishing school that Dudley went to right next door. So every time Hermione walked home, Dudley was usually close by, wobbling away.
Almost home, Hermione told herself as she turned the corner.
"I heard of this new movie-"
Three more houses.
"Go with me. You can pay!"
One more house.
"If you don't go with me, I'll beat you up!"
Hermione went up to the door and went to go turn it. She started to panic as she realized that it was locked. She reached within her purse to find the key, with Dudley straight behind her, talking up a storm. Darn it, why didn't she reorganize her purse last night like she planned. No she couldn't, she was too busy studying for her test to worry about her purse. Now where was it?
"Granger!"
Where? Where?
"I'll beat up your friends!"
Found it! No wait, that's my charm. Darn it! Where could it be?
All of a sudden something came flying down towards her and landed in front of her feet. It was her wand! She looked up and saw a tail remove itself from the outside. Of course her cat felt the same way she did.
"Alohamora," she whispered quickly on her door. It opened and she rushed inside before she could hear Dudley's next comment. Slamming the door on him, she leaned against the frame sighing in content. She was free from Dudley. For now at least.
She looked forward into her dark house, knowing that her parents were going to be gone for the weekend, leaving the entire place to herself. Her plans for tomorrow and Sunday were simple; study, maybe go shopping, and even spend some time at the theater with Jill. A nice, relaxing weekend with no trouble what so ever.
"Hermione!"
If she could get rid of Dudley first. Grabbing her wand she went straight for the door, where Dudley was standing no more than a centimeter away. Usually she had patience for people like him, people that were annoying, stupid, mean, spoiled, and cruel, she would use reasoning and words to deal with them. But no one had pushed her to the limits of using her wand like Dudley did. He just didn't know when to give up and it was really getting on her nerves.
Raising her wand to the door she thought of a quick illusion spell that would repel him form her door for at least a week. She didn't want to hurt him, just traumatize him a bit. She tipped toed over to the door and swirled her wand around in the motion that the book had shown her and whispered the spell.
No more than three seconds later, she heard the screams of Dudley running across the street. She giggled to herself as she walked up the stairs, nothing like a pink piggy doorknob to scare him away.
Hermione removed her headphones and placed her pack on her bed. The book that Kitrina had given her sure came in handy all the time. Not just in instances with boys like Dudley but more so with simple things, everyday things as well. In the three and a half years of owning the book, she had learned almost two thirds of the spells in there. The book didn't just contain charms but curses and spells and even tips on transfiguration and potions. Hermione couldn't have dreamed of anything better.
Well anything besides the fact that she had the key to enter the world of her dreams. Not even in her wildest dreams could she imagine herself traveling to another world full of magic and adventures waiting there for her. At first it seemed like a dream and that she was only inside a storybook but after time she knew that she was in a real world. And exactly three and a half years earlier she had traveled there and she loved it.
She had most likely spent a period of sixth to eight months there but when she returned back to her own world she had discovered that only a few hours had passed by without her parents noticing that she was gone. It was strange, and she couldn't quite explain it but she was glad that this was the effect of her going to Hogsmeade. It meant that she could leave and stay there for months to years at a time and not miss no more than a few days in her world but she often wondered what effects it had on the world on the other side of the pages. Did it mean that when she returned, Ron and the others would be nothing but old men? Did Hogsmeade change at all? Was everyone that she met doing well? Thoughts like that plagued her mind day after day.
She missed them all dearly, Sirius, Remus, Rosaline, Lisa, Ginny, Kitrina, Harry, and Ron. They were her closest friends so of course she would miss them, they had all taught her valuable lessons especially on being a better person. Once she returned home, she took her chance and started over at her school trying to make more friends. After a few tries and introducing a few new things into her life, she was successful. In fact by the time she graduated, she had her own gang full of people that she had a lot in common with. There was Jill, Frances, Amy, Greta, and Will, and almost every weekend they would get together to study, shopping, or even see a movie together. She was no longer known as the professor suck-up or the snobby bookworm but as a nice person who was president of the book club. She even had numerous boys around school ask her out. But every time she was made an offer she would decline, she didn't think she could ever go into a relationship. No, she just couldn't after what happened between her and Ron. If Kitrina had such faith in them, then Hermione would too.
Hermione sighed as she lay on her bed and looked out the window, one whole afternoon night to herself and nothing better to do. All her friends were busy and she was alone to do nothing. Crookshanks picked up her wand from the top of her bed and looked at her. She laughed; he looked canine more than feline. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"Mrrr," was the response she got back. She took the wand from his mouth and leaned on the bed along with them. "You miss them, don't you?" she asked. Crookshanks meowed in returned. Hermione licked her lips as she rubbed her cat's head. "So do I. I wonder when we can go back?"
And that's when it happened.
At first, it was dim, so that she couldn't see it but then it grew brighter and brighter by the second. Once it was bright enough to light her whole room did Hermione notice it. It was coming from her bookshelf and from one book in particular too. It was The Mystical World. After countless renewals, the librarian had decided to give it to her since no one else seemed to be interested in it. Afterwards all Hermione did was leave it in her bookshelf till it was fully restored.
She stood up and picked the book from off the bookshelf. It glowed brighter than before as she opened it up and turned to the second page.
The passage was complete, meaning that she could return!
But was she ready? Once again she would leave her world to go to another, with all the danger present in the world that awaited her and she didn't know whether or not she would come back alive. Could she leave her parents again and her new friends. She was happy here as she was happy there. With happiness did she want?
Hermione slammed the book shut and went to a box hidden under her bed. Located there were the things necessary to take with her and packed them within an old bag of hers. The last thing she grabbed was her wand and the star blanket that once belonged to Kitrina. She placed the book on top of her desk and looked at Crookshanks. "Ready?"
Her cat jumped from the bed to his master's side and looked up at her. She smiled and reopened the book to the title page and saw the photo of Dumbledore wink at her. She turned the page once more to find a picture of three people standing together, two men and a woman that looked to be in their mid twenties. One of the males had straight black hair that fell over his serious face, his dark eyes looking nothing but bored and un-amused while the other man, who stood in the middle, had lighter hair and eyes with his expression opposite of the others. The woman on the other hand, had what looked like blond hair that fell in rows of lovely curls over her shoulders with her expression holding nothing but confidence and strength. She had never seen them before. Who were they?
That's when she looked below and saw the passage that lay there, waiting for her to read. She took a deep breath and watched the book glowed brighter as she read.
Welcome back, loyal reader, your time has come
to return back to the land where magic is from.
What's past is past, what's done is done
But is it possible for it to be redone?
Grudges stay.
Revenge will always taste sweet,
And it will stay forever,
till it looses its meat.
Is a person still a person?
Even thou emotions they hide-
Without a soul,
Are they truly alive?
Innocence lacks wisdom but what counts is what it does not hide
A shell is a shell, with nothing inside.
I know what I'm telling you makes not one ounce of sense-
But pay close attention and follow my lead.
For I know the poem is emitting horrible suspense.
Look out for the daughter, heart tainted in black-
with eyes full of hatred, and sorrow under the mask.
The man with the smile, mind on the edge,
Danger for us, seeking Master's revenge.
Capturing weaknesses of the heart
Using tricks of the mind,
They'll make their advances,
Using all they can to avenge time.
Your allies at most, are those who are true-
A trio of all sorts,
Nothing too new for you.
Man of mind, everlasting concentration-
demeanor stoic, wand not lacking variation.
Woman of sight, unlocking mystery-
courage and hope- seeing back and forth through history.
Second male, though humble- is a man known to most-
Mind of brilliance, wand of no end-
Wisdom and reasoning-
The skills he uses to defend.
The grudge one shares-
The hatred that's come between
Has spanned a great distance-
Letting nothing intervene.
But don't let this fool you-
If you think that you're not involved-
The destruction of the Master-
Is the fact that calls.
With the one of green and black,
And blue with hair of red-
Follow the clues-
And wait for what's ahead.
Dragon's tails will swing,
Snake fangs biting hard,
Old faces return-
But whom will they defend?
My tale is done.
My riddle at its end.
Time to journey-
To go back, my friend.
Look again outside and remember what you see-
And travel back to the world beyond the story.
What lessons you learn-
What sights you'll see-
It's all up to you-
Whoever you may be.
So with a nod and a wave-
Combined with a flick-
Pronounce the words-
With the help of your stick.
Gather your belongings-
And the things you'll need-
Look ahead and behind-
And whatever's in between.
Circle your wand-
Perform it twice-
Cross your arms-
And chant the last word-say it thrice.
"World full of magic-
with sights beyond compare.
Welcome me home-
your wonder, I wish to share.
With all my hope,
I wish to see more
Beyond my dreams
I'll say:
Transporadore!"
For the third time in her life, Hermione felt her mind go blank as she left her world.
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"Meow." Hermione slowly opened her eyes to meet face to face with a blue sky. Yet again, she was lying flat out on the ground, lying in the middle of the forest. She sat up and let herself take in all the surroundings around her. The trees were greener than ever, with the sun's rays falling through the openings in the branches. The birds were chirping and the wildflowers were in full bloom. Every single sign that it was spring was present. It had been almost four years since she had smelled and scene this sight and she loved every second of it.
She stood up and wiped the dirt form her jeans and looked around her. She honestly had no clue where she was though. "Of all the places, it had to be one where I couldn't recognize a single landmark," she said to herself, picking up her bag and looking at Crookshanks. "Come on. Let's go before a troll comes and gets us again." She walked along the trees looking around hoping to see something that she recognized.
And that's when she heard it. Softly at first and then as she walked closer and closer she heard the silent thumping of something hitting wood. It was a sound that she was more familiar with than she would have ever guessed. Hermione held her breath as she hid behind a tree that blocked her form seeing who it was producing those sounds. Crookshanks sat in front her, looking at her strangely and then walked over to the side quietly. She watched as he looked over to the side and then looked back at her. He purred and then opened his mouth up wide before Hermione could motion anything.
"MEOWR!"
Hermione winced as his feline howl echoed through the woods. The thumping noise had stopped and she could hear the person move towards them.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" Hermione could feel the tears rushing to her eyes. It was Ron!
"I know someone's there. Answer me!"
She stood up and walked to the other side of the tree, right where he could see her. She smiled through her tears. He looked somewhat different, he seemed taller, more muscular than before and his face had matured but his mop of messy red hair was still there, if not a bit longer than before. And his blue eyes were as alert as ever looking strait into hers, wide with surprise and shock. He was definitely more handsome than she remembered.
He looked back at her, mouth wide open. "Her-Hermione? Is that really you?" She nodded and started running towards him and let herself be engulfed by his arms. He held her close. "You don't know how much I've missed you."
Hermione felt like she was in heaven again. Back within his arms reach, where she belonged. She didn't realize how much she missed him till she was actually there. She looked up at him and let him wipe away her tears. "So have I." And then and there he leaned in and as they kissed, Hermione was thinking one thing:
I'm back!
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I will now take the time to thank those who read Chapter 15:
Zoe McArthor: As cruel as I can be, I'm not going to make you wait three or four years for the next chapter. I'll just make you wait three weeks instead. J
Ferggirl: LOL. Yes, I felt sorry for the tree as well.
Lirawen: Gosh, you're making me blush.
Pansy Potter: Well if you think about it, Hermione is the type not willing to let her parents worry, besides it makes for an interesting plot don't ya think?
R&R Queen: I love the poem! And thank you.
Gillian: Thank you for the compliment and I'm glad that you're happy for the sequel.
lordoftherats: Hmmmm. I'm now inspired for something else. Thanks for the idea.
MissTania and Vanessa: Here goes your sequel with an extra helping of fries.
Peppermint435: When I read your review, my first thought was "How did she know my original ending?" Are you psychic or something? LOL, j/k. And that's how it could have been but then I said to myself, Gemin, are you actually done playing around with the characters? Hehe.
Angare-3434: (Gathers all the little plot bunnies with character carrots). Thank you very much for enjoying the first story. Maybe this story will be full of happier scenes than the last.
Xodox: No, I'm not going to make you guys wait four years for a sequel. (And if I did, would my holiday on Tatooine include free drinks?)
lil-pink-pashy: Thank you very much for the comment. Unfortunately for myself, I'm horrible at spelling and grammar (and my native language is English too^_^;) and no matter how much I run it through spell check and such, I usually still have plenty of mistakes left behind (you should see all the little red marks on my screen). And as for your questions: True, Hermione did have the gourd with her but it can't bring people back from the dead (in Kalvin's case he was killed by the Avada Kedavra curse) and it doesn't heal physical wounds (Kitrina's case, she was stabbed), the gourd only heals poisons and illnesses. Yes, the Holy Sorcerer's Stone does make the bearer eternal but only while the stone is within them, so when the stone was removed form Kitrina's body, she instantly became mortal (doesn't that suck?).
Anywho that's all for now, expect next chapter within two weeks.
HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!!