The Princess Bride of Hogwarts
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
2,438
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Five years later the great square of Florin City was filled with more people than common to hear the announcement of the great Prince Malfoy’s bride to be. Fanfare played as Prince Draco Malfoy stepped onto a balcony high above the crowd.
“My people,” he started as a hush foverover the crowd, “a month from now our country will have it’s five-hundredth anniversary. On that sundown I will marry a lady who was once a commoner like yourselves, but perhaps you will not find her common now. Would you like to meet her?”
A roar of cheers came from the crowd. Prince Malfoy continued, “My people, the Princess Hermione.” The crowd turned to an archway with a red carpet coming out of it, to see Hermione walking gracefully out to see the people. As one the whole square bowed down on their knees.
Hermione looked out at the sea of people then up at the balcony where Prince Malfoy stood staring down at her. The emptiness of her heart consumed her. Although the law of the land gave Malfoy the right to choose his bride, she did not love him. Despite Malfoy’s assurances that she would grow to love him, the only joy she found was in her daily ride.
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As was her routine Hermione was out on her ride when she slowed to see three people. A short and a bit fat man, a tall slender man, and a giant. When she had stopped the short one approached her.
“Excuse me,” he said, “we are but poor lost circus performers, is there a village nearby?”
Hermione eyed him then answered, “No, there’s nothing nearby, nor mor miles.”
“Then there will be no one to hear you scream.” he replied.
Before she could even attempt to scream the giant had come over to her and did something that resembled a Vulcan pinch to knock her out.
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After the giant named Hagrid had gotten a hold of a passed out Hermione he and the tall man named Harry walked over to a nearby dock where a small sailboat was tied up. The short man named Crabbe had grabbed the horse and was walking behind them. Once they reached the ship Hagrid had laid Hermione down safely at one end of the boat then went about fixing the sail rigging. Crabbe was standing by Hermione’s horse ripping some fabric.
Curiosity getting to him Harry asked Crabbe, “What is that your ripping?”
Crabbe replied, “It’s fabric from an army officer from Guilder.”
“Who’s Guilder?” questioned Hagrid.
“The country across the sea. The sworn enemy of Florin.” he answered back. He put the fabric of the horse said “go” and smacked the horse so it set off at a gallop. Crabbe then continued speaking, “Once the horse reaches the castle the fabric will make the prince suspect that the Guildarians have abducted his love. When he finds her body dead on the Guilder frontier his suspicions will be totally confirmed.”
“You never said anything about killing anyone.” Hagird said.
“I’ve hired you to help me start a war. It’s a prestigious line of work with a long and glorious tradition.” replied Crabbe.
“I just don’t think it’s right, killing an innocent girl.”
“Am I going mad or did the word “think” escape your lips? You were not hired for your brains you hippopotamic land mass!” yelled Crabbe
“I agree with Hagrid.” was Harry’s retort “Oh “Oh the sot has spoken. I will kill her and remember this never forget this,” began Crabbe as he was glaring at Harry, “when I found you, you were so slobering drunk you couldn’t buy brandy.” He then turned to face Hagrid “And you, friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless. Do you want me to send you back to where you were…unemployed in Greenland?” finished Crabbe
After his spiel Crabbe went to the other end of the boat leaving Harry and Hagrid to get the boat ready to sail.
Harry was the first to speak. “That Crabbe he can…fuss.”
Hagrid thought for a moment then answered, “Fuss fuss, I think he likes to scream at us.”
“Probably he means no harm.” drawled Harry
“He’s really very short on…charm.”
“You’ve a great gift for rhyme.” Harry complimented Hagrid
“Yes, yes, some of the time.” Hagrid answered
“Enough of that.” said Crabbe annoyed.
Harry smirked, “Hagrid are the rocks ahead?”
“If they are you’ll be dead”
“No more rhymes now I mean it!” Crabbe said annoyed.
“Anybody want a peanut?” Hagrid supplied.
“Argh” Crabbe growled in frustration.
Five years later the great square of Florin City was filled with more people than common to hear the announcement of the great Prince Malfoy’s bride to be. Fanfare played as Prince Draco Malfoy stepped onto a balcony high above the crowd.
“My people,” he started as a hush foverover the crowd, “a month from now our country will have it’s five-hundredth anniversary. On that sundown I will marry a lady who was once a commoner like yourselves, but perhaps you will not find her common now. Would you like to meet her?”
A roar of cheers came from the crowd. Prince Malfoy continued, “My people, the Princess Hermione.” The crowd turned to an archway with a red carpet coming out of it, to see Hermione walking gracefully out to see the people. As one the whole square bowed down on their knees.
Hermione looked out at the sea of people then up at the balcony where Prince Malfoy stood staring down at her. The emptiness of her heart consumed her. Although the law of the land gave Malfoy the right to choose his bride, she did not love him. Despite Malfoy’s assurances that she would grow to love him, the only joy she found was in her daily ride.
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As was her routine Hermione was out on her ride when she slowed to see three people. A short and a bit fat man, a tall slender man, and a giant. When she had stopped the short one approached her.
“Excuse me,” he said, “we are but poor lost circus performers, is there a village nearby?”
Hermione eyed him then answered, “No, there’s nothing nearby, nor mor miles.”
“Then there will be no one to hear you scream.” he replied.
Before she could even attempt to scream the giant had come over to her and did something that resembled a Vulcan pinch to knock her out.
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After the giant named Hagrid had gotten a hold of a passed out Hermione he and the tall man named Harry walked over to a nearby dock where a small sailboat was tied up. The short man named Crabbe had grabbed the horse and was walking behind them. Once they reached the ship Hagrid had laid Hermione down safely at one end of the boat then went about fixing the sail rigging. Crabbe was standing by Hermione’s horse ripping some fabric.
Curiosity getting to him Harry asked Crabbe, “What is that your ripping?”
Crabbe replied, “It’s fabric from an army officer from Guilder.”
“Who’s Guilder?” questioned Hagrid.
“The country across the sea. The sworn enemy of Florin.” he answered back. He put the fabric of the horse said “go” and smacked the horse so it set off at a gallop. Crabbe then continued speaking, “Once the horse reaches the castle the fabric will make the prince suspect that the Guildarians have abducted his love. When he finds her body dead on the Guilder frontier his suspicions will be totally confirmed.”
“You never said anything about killing anyone.” Hagird said.
“I’ve hired you to help me start a war. It’s a prestigious line of work with a long and glorious tradition.” replied Crabbe.
“I just don’t think it’s right, killing an innocent girl.”
“Am I going mad or did the word “think” escape your lips? You were not hired for your brains you hippopotamic land mass!” yelled Crabbe
“I agree with Hagrid.” was Harry’s retort “Oh “Oh the sot has spoken. I will kill her and remember this never forget this,” began Crabbe as he was glaring at Harry, “when I found you, you were so slobering drunk you couldn’t buy brandy.” He then turned to face Hagrid “And you, friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless. Do you want me to send you back to where you were…unemployed in Greenland?” finished Crabbe
After his spiel Crabbe went to the other end of the boat leaving Harry and Hagrid to get the boat ready to sail.
Harry was the first to speak. “That Crabbe he can…fuss.”
Hagrid thought for a moment then answered, “Fuss fuss, I think he likes to scream at us.”
“Probably he means no harm.” drawled Harry
“He’s really very short on…charm.”
“You’ve a great gift for rhyme.” Harry complimented Hagrid
“Yes, yes, some of the time.” Hagrid answered
“Enough of that.” said Crabbe annoyed.
Harry smirked, “Hagrid are the rocks ahead?”
“If they are you’ll be dead”
“No more rhymes now I mean it!” Crabbe said annoyed.
“Anybody want a peanut?” Hagrid supplied.
“Argh” Crabbe growled in frustration.