(A/N:
Please forgive me if I’m a bit a sketchy on the details of the next scene
or so, I’ve only
been
to one funeral ever. *small smile*)
(A/N:
Also, what should I call this stupid thing? I’m just calling it Change
of Season ‘cause that’s
the
song I’m listening to right now and I’m not creative, and it’s set in fall
*a hur, I’m funny* Any
suggestions?
Take your time, I want to actually think up one of those plot things everyone’s
so
excited
about before the next chappy)
Change
of Season
by
Jiwwy
Chapter
1
Change
of Season
A
sad song was being played somewhere in the church. It wasn’t anything Hermione
recognized;
it
must have been a wizarding song.
No
one was talking; everything from their clothes to the dim lighting itself
was so dark… Except
of
course for the Harry, Hermione, Lee Jordan, the other Weasley children’s
best friends, and of
course
the Weasleys themselves. They all wore the last sweater Mrs. Weasley had
given each of
them.
Hermione did feel a bit silly in the lavender jumper, but Ron had insisted.
She had on a dark
violet
skirt too, to try to make up for any disrespect the pastel sweater might
unintentionally mean.
The
Weasley children had all nominated Bill to go and read a speech for them.
It had been very
beautiful…
About how they were sorry for every discourteous word they’d ever said,
for every
time
they’d snuck out without asking (Bill and Charlie mostly, so far), every
time they’d blown
anything
valuable up (the twins of course), for all the times they’d ever done anything
that would
make
their parents not smile, they had been sorry.
“We
know you’re in a better place now- a place without boys coming home for
five minutes to
ask
for money then leaving, a place where there are no worries of a failed
Apparation test, where
peace
is a given thing and Fred and George don’t have to be bound and gagged
in the basement.
(A
few scattered smiles)
“We
hope we’ll be better, we know the time you’ve already put in for us is
enough to make us
successful
and sure of ourselves. And once you’ve had enough peace, we hope we can
meet you
again
someday.” Bill stopped and ran his fingers down either side of his nose,
discreetly wiping
tears.
“We miss you.” He stepped down.
Dumbledore
himself spoke after Bill. His eyes were deep blue with a dark melancholy
surrounding
them.
“There is not much else to say at such a time of grief. I am sure that
the Weasley family will
survive,
over centuries this clan has faced many hardships and come out of every
single one, stronger
and
with higher wills. Brilliant minds, strong ethics, and sharp wit can be
seen only in this small group
I
see in front of me.” He smiled and nodded to the seven Weasley children
in their brightly colored
attire.
“They will carry on in the face of danger. Already, Ronald and Virginia
have faced the mind
of
Voldemort in his many forms. Both have come out stronger than they were
before and I must
honour
them because of this.
“We
must all stay strong in the face of evil. Margaret and Arthur Weasley died
heroes’ deaths
because
they were willing to fight. Nothing more could be asked, than that they
are now being
rewarded
wherever they are. Thank you.”
Dumbledore
stepped down.
***
Almost
everyone in the church had shed at least one tear by the time the ceremony
was over.
Harry
clutched himself inside his big dragon sweater and listened to the sad
music playing as they
were
being let out. He looked around and saw Hermione a few rows back. She smiled
sadly at
him
and picked at her own lavender quill-and-book-and-‘H’ sweater. In the back
of the church
sat
Lupin and a large black dog whose shoulders came up to Lupin’s waist. Lupin
smiled and…
Harry
seemed to think Sirius winked, but as he was a dog it was hard to tell.
Harry
turned back around and patted Ron’s shoulder, giving him the same smile
Hermione just
had.
Ron gave him the smallest shadow of a smile as he shuffled out of the pew.
Harry walked
next
to him and Hermione joined them as they went down the aisle. They walked
in silence until
they
were out of the church. Ron was supposed to stay and shake peoples’ hands
in the entrance
hall
with his siblings but he didn’t feel up to it. They sat under a huge Weeping
Willow on the
front
lawn of the church.
“So
I guess it’s been a pretty bad summer all around, huh?” Harry asked as
he picked a length
of
the willow branch and swished it around like a wand. Hermione and Ron stayed
silent. “Er…
what
happened with Draco, Hermione?”
Hermione,
who was picking grass, shot her eyes up at Harry with an evil glare. Ron
did the same
thing,
only to Hermione. “What’s this about Draco?” he snapped.
“Well,
um, you see… Harry?” She gave him the saddest pleading look that said this
was one
thing
she very much did not want to be explaining to Ron.
“Apparently,
Malfoy got down with amnesia and found his way to Hermione’s house. For
three
days.”
Harry grinned up at Ron. He didn’t usually like stirring up trouble like
this, but even a
Ron/Hermione
bloodbath was better than them not talking at all.
“What?!”
Ron shrieked and sat up. “You… No.”
Hermione
looked like she was having a migraine. “I do wish you’d stay out of my
love life, Ron.”
“Oh…
My… God. No. Nonononono. You did not just… refer to M-Malfoy… as your love
life?!
I’ll… good God… I…” he made a choking noise and settled on his back. “I
mean… NO!”
He
suddenly got up again. “Hermione… Draco Malfoy!
Our Malfoy… and…
my Hermione…
and,
Mudblood… and… slap… I, NO!”
“Harry,
what have you done to the poor thing?” Hermione stared between Harry and
Ron, who
was
now nearing convulsions.
“I…
but… You didn’t really mean to say love life, though, did you?”
“…
Well, I guess…”
“No!”
Harry yelled. “Eww! That’s just… Hermione!” He started going the way of
Ron. Hermione
glared
at him and sat up.
“What
is with you two, he’s… kind of nice, really! You’re just judging him on
how he was before!
He’s…
he’s changed!”
She
walked away, leaving the boys still sputtering.
***
Draco
chewed on the side of his mouth as he watched Lupin’s television. He’d
been staying with
Remus
and Sirius ever since his parents had been taken in for questioning on
the various charges
of
the practice of Dark Arts and then things about child abuse. Draco thought
the child abuse
charges
were absurd, but then… that was how he was brought up. It really wasn’t
as much abuse
as
neglect, but he’d never really been neglected. How could he be with such
a huge array of
servants
and house-elves?
Oh
well, he’d think about all that when he was supposed to be testifying.
Right now he wanted
popcorn.
Yeah. But Lupin didn’t have any popcorn. Blasphemy.
He
also wished Hermione were here, but everyone was at the Weasley parents’
funeral. He hadn’t
been
invited. Couldn’t blame them. Hermione had been right, Draco had been nothing
short of a
prick
all his time at Hogwarts.
Hogwarts.
That reminded him, how were he and Hermione going to handle this whole
thing when
they
went to school? Well, he’d probably need her to think through that, but
really, what could
they
do? So many things about his life had been changed in just the last few
weeks. His father
arrested,
his girlfriend muggle-born… but he was still in Slytherin. How would everyone
take that?
Well…
really, no one asked much about what was going on to their fellow
Slytherins, especially
the
boys. Whether they liked it or not, most of them were the sons of
Death Eaters, and as long
as
Voldemort stayed powerful, their future was as Death Eaters. Whether they
liked it or not…
And
now Draco didn’t like it.
He
liked Hermione. And popcorn. Popcorn was good too. Cereal.
You
can take out that last sentence, if you prefer to have a less retarded
version of this. ^_^
Oh
my, in my rush to get out the last chapter of Runaway, I forgot to do the
thankyous. Well, here we go!!
TO
THE SUPER SLENDIFEROUS CHAPTER 11-13 REVIEWERS!2!#$2!#$123!!:
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