The Coven
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Adult ++
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8
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3,229
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Getting Ginny in Her Corner
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Disclaimer: Please don’t sue. Just playing with the characters.
The Coven
Chapter 3: Getting Ginny in Her Corner
Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room in hopes of finding Ginny Weasley. As she ducked through the portrait hole, she spotted her friend surrounded by parchments at one of the side tables.
“Good morning Ginny. I didn’t see you at breakfast.”
Ginny Weasley looked up from her work and took a moment to regard her friend. In her opinion, Hermione had really grown up during the summer. Oh, sure, Hermione was intellectually mature since her first year at Hogwarts, but physically she was a late bloomer. Ginny laughed to herself... undoubtedly Hermione hadn’t even noticed the male attention she was now receiving. Boys turned their heads when she passed. Hermione never looked up from her books to notice. Ginny had even noticed Professor Snape giving her friend appraising looks at meals.
“Oh, I had an early breakfast so I could get started on these game plays. I told Harry and Ron I would have something for them this afternoon.”
Ginny was one of the three chasers he Ghe Gryffindor house quidditch team. Working on strategy with her brother was one of her team jobs. She was a shoe-in to be captain next year after Harry and Ron graduated. The boys were currently sharing the title of co-captain. With the team they had this year, it was going to be a winning season, Ginny was sure of it. They were going to crush the Slytherins.
“Well Ginny, I really needed to talk to you about something but if you are busy perhaps we could do it later?”
Hermione twittered in place. Ginny rolled her eyes. It was blatantly obvious from Hermione’s body language that she REALLY wanted to talk right now.
‘Please put the parchments down, please put the parchments down’, Hermione thought.
Ginny sighed, rolled up her parchments and stuffed them into her bag.
“Okay Hermione, you’ve got thirty minutes.”
“Great! Could we go to my room and talk? I don’t want anyone to overhear. And I don’t want Harry and Ron to find out, yet.”
Ginny’s interest was pi now now. ‘Hum, she doesn’t want Harry and Ron to know... what could it be?’ “Okay, let’s go.”
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“I am listening, spill.”
Hermione paced back and forth across her room.
“Hermione, you are making me nervous. What is it?”
Hermione stopped and looked at her friend. Seeing Ginny’s open and concerned face calmed her. ‘Ginny won’t be insulted. She’ll understand. I know she will want to join.’
“Ginny, you know how I have been feeling helpless lately. About not being able to help more with the fight. About being a student locked up here at school while everyone in the Order and (especially) Harry are in danger.”
“Yeah, I understand. I have been feeling the same way. Four of my brothers are in the Order. Ron will go to hell and back for Harry and will most likely be by his side in the final battle. Where do I fit in? My family doesn’t want me within a thousand miles of the final battle. The girl of the family is just too precious to risk.” Her tone became increasingly bitter. “Why is my life more precious than any of my brothers’? I am so scared for them Hermione.”
Ginny’s eyes welled up with tears. Hermione hugged her friend.
“I have thought of a way that we can help.”
Ginny stopped sobbing and looked up.
“How?”
“Okay, I will tell you but sit down first.”
Ginny sat down on one of Hermione’s golden suede armchairs. Hermione sat opposite from her.
“Ginny tell me what you know about covens.”
Ginny paused. “Well I only know a little. There is what we covered in History of Magic, which wasn’t much. But mainly I know what my mum hald mld me. Did I ever tell you that my mom belongs to a coven?”
“No, you didn’t.”
“Yeah, she joined a group when she was a schoolgirl. She has told me about a few of the rituals. Mainly they were for love and health. Sometimes they would chant for others. You know, to bring them happiness. Never did they chant for wealth. Obviously, since you have been to our house.” Ginny gave a shy smile then.
“She still meets with her coven once a month. On the night of the full moon. She also goes to celebrate seasonal holidays. Sabbats is what she calls them. She hasn’t missed one in over twenty years.”
“It was hard for her to get away when we were all little kids, but she managed it. I am glad that she went. She always came back happy and refreshed. Now when she goes, it is to comfort her “sisters” as she calls them. Some of them are widowed now. Some are having fears about the impending war. Some are feeling the pains of age and menopause. They are all still so close. Why Hermione, do you want to start a coven here at school?”
“Yes, that is exactly what I had in mind.” Hermione smiled broadly. She knew Ginny would be perfect for the coven... now for the tricky part.
“Gin, I want to start a coven and I would like you to be a member.”
‘Uh-oh, she’s calling me “Gin”. Here comes the big boom’, thought Ginny.
Hermione was twittering with the hem of her skirt. “Ginny are you a virgin?”
‘Yep, BOOM!’
“Hermione, I have told you all about my boyfriends in the past. Don’t you think I would share something like losing my virginity with you?”
“I thought you would tell me if that happened. So I could live vicariously through you.” Hermione grinned shyly. “I just needed to be sure befwe, we, no I mean ‘I’ proceed.”
“Proceed with what?”
“Okay, here it goes... there is a spell that I want to research further. I think it will work. The timing is right. There will be a new moon on Samhain and I think the spell will work.”
“Hermione, you are being too vague. Get to the point.”
Hermione was shaking slightly at this point. She was afraid Ginny would hate her for what she was about to suggest. Ginny grabbed Hermione’s hands. “Tell me what it is.”
“It is called the ‘magicus exemplum’ spell. It gives a witch a ‘copy’ of the power of the wizard that she is with... sexually.”
Ginny paused for a moment. “So, the spell will require the members of the coven to have sex with wizards to gain their power?”
“Yes, you understand, I am so happy!” ‘She doesn’t hate me!!!’
Crookshanks jumped off of the bed and padded over to Hermione. She reached down to scratch him behind the ears.
“Well, why did you want to know if I was a virgin?”
“Oh that... well, we won’t just be having sex with the wizards, we will be giving our virginity to them. A gift for a gift so to speak.”
Ginny stood up slowly and walked to the window. She stared out for a minute and then turned to a very anxious Hermione.
Ginny smiled at her crazy, insane, brilliant friend.
“I’m in. What do we do first?”
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A.N.
WizardingAngel, Mayken, Kat Denton, Titania, Louise, Snapeaholic, Gwennavierre, buttercup, jkrazed - Thank you all for your positive words (still blushing)
Friendly Quark - I found my dictionary and it was lutilutions”. I like Hermione’s enthusiasm and her love of learning. Hope I conveyed that well.
Arwen Rayne - I just assumed Hermione’s grammar would be good
Another note to all the followers of Wiccacraeft: I am doing a very Hermione thing with this fic. I checked out a book on covens from the library and I am studying the topic for this fic. Please keep in mind that I will tweak facts to make them conform to my story. Example: The holiday of Mabon would make more sense for the ritual instead of Samhain, but Mabon is September 22nd. That would be too soon after school began for Hermione to have everything together. You get the idea. I hope that all the witches and wizard know that I mean no disrespect. Just a little fic here. Thanks!!
Disclaimer: Please don’t sue. Just playing with the characters.
The Coven
Chapter 3: Getting Ginny in Her Corner
Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room in hopes of finding Ginny Weasley. As she ducked through the portrait hole, she spotted her friend surrounded by parchments at one of the side tables.
“Good morning Ginny. I didn’t see you at breakfast.”
Ginny Weasley looked up from her work and took a moment to regard her friend. In her opinion, Hermione had really grown up during the summer. Oh, sure, Hermione was intellectually mature since her first year at Hogwarts, but physically she was a late bloomer. Ginny laughed to herself... undoubtedly Hermione hadn’t even noticed the male attention she was now receiving. Boys turned their heads when she passed. Hermione never looked up from her books to notice. Ginny had even noticed Professor Snape giving her friend appraising looks at meals.
“Oh, I had an early breakfast so I could get started on these game plays. I told Harry and Ron I would have something for them this afternoon.”
Ginny was one of the three chasers he Ghe Gryffindor house quidditch team. Working on strategy with her brother was one of her team jobs. She was a shoe-in to be captain next year after Harry and Ron graduated. The boys were currently sharing the title of co-captain. With the team they had this year, it was going to be a winning season, Ginny was sure of it. They were going to crush the Slytherins.
“Well Ginny, I really needed to talk to you about something but if you are busy perhaps we could do it later?”
Hermione twittered in place. Ginny rolled her eyes. It was blatantly obvious from Hermione’s body language that she REALLY wanted to talk right now.
‘Please put the parchments down, please put the parchments down’, Hermione thought.
Ginny sighed, rolled up her parchments and stuffed them into her bag.
“Okay Hermione, you’ve got thirty minutes.”
“Great! Could we go to my room and talk? I don’t want anyone to overhear. And I don’t want Harry and Ron to find out, yet.”
Ginny’s interest was pi now now. ‘Hum, she doesn’t want Harry and Ron to know... what could it be?’ “Okay, let’s go.”
****************************
“I am listening, spill.”
Hermione paced back and forth across her room.
“Hermione, you are making me nervous. What is it?”
Hermione stopped and looked at her friend. Seeing Ginny’s open and concerned face calmed her. ‘Ginny won’t be insulted. She’ll understand. I know she will want to join.’
“Ginny, you know how I have been feeling helpless lately. About not being able to help more with the fight. About being a student locked up here at school while everyone in the Order and (especially) Harry are in danger.”
“Yeah, I understand. I have been feeling the same way. Four of my brothers are in the Order. Ron will go to hell and back for Harry and will most likely be by his side in the final battle. Where do I fit in? My family doesn’t want me within a thousand miles of the final battle. The girl of the family is just too precious to risk.” Her tone became increasingly bitter. “Why is my life more precious than any of my brothers’? I am so scared for them Hermione.”
Ginny’s eyes welled up with tears. Hermione hugged her friend.
“I have thought of a way that we can help.”
Ginny stopped sobbing and looked up.
“How?”
“Okay, I will tell you but sit down first.”
Ginny sat down on one of Hermione’s golden suede armchairs. Hermione sat opposite from her.
“Ginny tell me what you know about covens.”
Ginny paused. “Well I only know a little. There is what we covered in History of Magic, which wasn’t much. But mainly I know what my mum hald mld me. Did I ever tell you that my mom belongs to a coven?”
“No, you didn’t.”
“Yeah, she joined a group when she was a schoolgirl. She has told me about a few of the rituals. Mainly they were for love and health. Sometimes they would chant for others. You know, to bring them happiness. Never did they chant for wealth. Obviously, since you have been to our house.” Ginny gave a shy smile then.
“She still meets with her coven once a month. On the night of the full moon. She also goes to celebrate seasonal holidays. Sabbats is what she calls them. She hasn’t missed one in over twenty years.”
“It was hard for her to get away when we were all little kids, but she managed it. I am glad that she went. She always came back happy and refreshed. Now when she goes, it is to comfort her “sisters” as she calls them. Some of them are widowed now. Some are having fears about the impending war. Some are feeling the pains of age and menopause. They are all still so close. Why Hermione, do you want to start a coven here at school?”
“Yes, that is exactly what I had in mind.” Hermione smiled broadly. She knew Ginny would be perfect for the coven... now for the tricky part.
“Gin, I want to start a coven and I would like you to be a member.”
‘Uh-oh, she’s calling me “Gin”. Here comes the big boom’, thought Ginny.
Hermione was twittering with the hem of her skirt. “Ginny are you a virgin?”
‘Yep, BOOM!’
“Hermione, I have told you all about my boyfriends in the past. Don’t you think I would share something like losing my virginity with you?”
“I thought you would tell me if that happened. So I could live vicariously through you.” Hermione grinned shyly. “I just needed to be sure befwe, we, no I mean ‘I’ proceed.”
“Proceed with what?”
“Okay, here it goes... there is a spell that I want to research further. I think it will work. The timing is right. There will be a new moon on Samhain and I think the spell will work.”
“Hermione, you are being too vague. Get to the point.”
Hermione was shaking slightly at this point. She was afraid Ginny would hate her for what she was about to suggest. Ginny grabbed Hermione’s hands. “Tell me what it is.”
“It is called the ‘magicus exemplum’ spell. It gives a witch a ‘copy’ of the power of the wizard that she is with... sexually.”
Ginny paused for a moment. “So, the spell will require the members of the coven to have sex with wizards to gain their power?”
“Yes, you understand, I am so happy!” ‘She doesn’t hate me!!!’
Crookshanks jumped off of the bed and padded over to Hermione. She reached down to scratch him behind the ears.
“Well, why did you want to know if I was a virgin?”
“Oh that... well, we won’t just be having sex with the wizards, we will be giving our virginity to them. A gift for a gift so to speak.”
Ginny stood up slowly and walked to the window. She stared out for a minute and then turned to a very anxious Hermione.
Ginny smiled at her crazy, insane, brilliant friend.
“I’m in. What do we do first?”
******************************
A.N.
WizardingAngel, Mayken, Kat Denton, Titania, Louise, Snapeaholic, Gwennavierre, buttercup, jkrazed - Thank you all for your positive words (still blushing)
Friendly Quark - I found my dictionary and it was lutilutions”. I like Hermione’s enthusiasm and her love of learning. Hope I conveyed that well.
Arwen Rayne - I just assumed Hermione’s grammar would be good
Another note to all the followers of Wiccacraeft: I am doing a very Hermione thing with this fic. I checked out a book on covens from the library and I am studying the topic for this fic. Please keep in mind that I will tweak facts to make them conform to my story. Example: The holiday of Mabon would make more sense for the ritual instead of Samhain, but Mabon is September 22nd. That would be too soon after school began for Hermione to have everything together. You get the idea. I hope that all the witches and wizard know that I mean no disrespect. Just a little fic here. Thanks!!