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All her Fault
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
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14
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6,577
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11
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Chapter five
Hermione, Harry, Ron and Malfoy boarded the train to Hogsmeade station. Hermione got a few scared looks coming from her schoolmates, but she shrugged them off and held Osiris close to her.
“Do you think it was a good idea to bring him on the train Hermione? I mean, why didn’t you put him in a cage?” Harry asked.
Draco sighed, “Manticores are not to be kept in small places such as cupboards or cages. It will boost an insanity streak and they will tear everything and anything to pieces.” Draco explained with no enthusiasm at all.
“How do you know so much about Manticores?” Ron sneered.
“I own one.” Draco spat.
“Of course you would. I thought Manticores were wild beasts? You know, up in the highlands of Scotland and Ireland?” Harry asked confusedly.
“Well, they originated from India-like deep in their jungles-but they eventually made their way over to Scotland, then Ireland. They’re aren’t any wild ones in England. Except the one’s from Zimmers Imports. Actually, the worst thing with Manticores is what they feed on.” Hermione explained, walking ahead of them.
“What do they feed on?” Ron asked curiously.
“Unicorn blood, Menataurs and human flesh.” She replied unhappily.
Ron and Harry scrunched up their noses, “So…Basically, Manticores never die?” Ron asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
“Uh…right. But don’t worry, Osiris is a good little Manticore…aren’t you? Yes you are! Oh you little cutie, yes, yes…” Hermione laughed and tickled Osiris.
Harry pulled Malfoy back. “What?” Draco sneered, brushing his robe.
“You didn’t by any chance brainwash her, did you? I mean, wouldn’t put it past you. You have been known to act out.” Harry accused him, pointing his finger.
“Me? No, actually, it’s all true. It’s her heritage…get used to it or get lost!” Malfoy replied, hastily moving up towards Hermione getting into the compartment with her.
“Come on guys.” Hermione said, sticking her head out the door.
“Coming…” Ron and Harry muttered in unison.
The four students rode in silence, all the way to Hogsmeade, then to Hogwarts. They dropped their bags off at the entrance and headed towards the great hall. Hermione still held Osiris tight in her arms. As they four of them walked down the corridors, students made a path for them as if they were some sort of, group of deadly assassins.
“Good evening Professor McGonagall.” Hermione said, smiling from ear to ear.
Minerva jumped as she turned around to see Hermione holding a Manticore, “Miss Granger! What on earth are you doing with that, that thing in this school!” she scolded astounded.
“Uh, the headmaster obviously hasn’t told you yet?” she replied sadly.
“No! I refuse to have that thing running loose in this school!”
“He’ll spend his time in the forest!”
“there are innocent Unicorns out there!”
“I’m well aware of that!”
“You do know what they eat?”
“Of course I do!”
“Then why aren’t you shipping it off somewhere else? I will not let that monster bask in the forest with Firenze and all the other animals in there!”
“It’s Osiris!”
“What?”
“His name is Osiris!”
“That thing has a name?”
“Of course he does! He has feelings too!”
“Well this is definitely a side of yours I haven’t seen!”
“What do you expect? I am a Erinnyes!”
“Dear Merlin! What on earth are you jabbering about?”
“My grandmother was a Furie! It skipped two generations and hit me!”
“Why wasn’t I told about this?”
“Well if you hadn’t have started yelling at me, then I would have told you about it
calmly! But you have pushed me to yell-which I don’t like!”
McGonagall fell silent, as Draco, Ron and Harry looked on in shock, “Well, I shall speak to professor Dumbledore at Dinner then.” She said and walked off.
“Wow…Mione you just yelled at our head of house!” Ron said cheerfully.
“Yeah, would have been better if it was Snape though.” Harry said laughing.
“Hey! He’s my head of house!” Malfoy snapped.
“So?” Hermione asked, “He’s a twat.” She added.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes and walked over to Slytherin table and took a seat, watching her as she walked with her friends to her own. Osiris sat quietly next to Hermione, in between her and Lavender Brown who squeaked and froze in horror.
Hermione chuckled with a malicious hint, “He won’t hurt you. He’s just a little baby.”
“Are you insane Granger! Bringing a Manticore into the school!” Lavender shrieked, causing the great hall’s patrons to turn their heads at her.
“Shut up Brown!” Hermione hissed angrily.
“You don’t wanna piss Hermione off Lav.” Ron said, stuffing his face.
“Ugh! Get that thing away from me! I’ll have you and that piece of rotten flesh deported from this school! Mudbloods don’t have a home here anyway!” Lavender screamed standing up and pointing at Hermione.
“Do you think it was a good idea to bring him on the train Hermione? I mean, why didn’t you put him in a cage?” Harry asked.
Draco sighed, “Manticores are not to be kept in small places such as cupboards or cages. It will boost an insanity streak and they will tear everything and anything to pieces.” Draco explained with no enthusiasm at all.
“How do you know so much about Manticores?” Ron sneered.
“I own one.” Draco spat.
“Of course you would. I thought Manticores were wild beasts? You know, up in the highlands of Scotland and Ireland?” Harry asked confusedly.
“Well, they originated from India-like deep in their jungles-but they eventually made their way over to Scotland, then Ireland. They’re aren’t any wild ones in England. Except the one’s from Zimmers Imports. Actually, the worst thing with Manticores is what they feed on.” Hermione explained, walking ahead of them.
“What do they feed on?” Ron asked curiously.
“Unicorn blood, Menataurs and human flesh.” She replied unhappily.
Ron and Harry scrunched up their noses, “So…Basically, Manticores never die?” Ron asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
“Uh…right. But don’t worry, Osiris is a good little Manticore…aren’t you? Yes you are! Oh you little cutie, yes, yes…” Hermione laughed and tickled Osiris.
Harry pulled Malfoy back. “What?” Draco sneered, brushing his robe.
“You didn’t by any chance brainwash her, did you? I mean, wouldn’t put it past you. You have been known to act out.” Harry accused him, pointing his finger.
“Me? No, actually, it’s all true. It’s her heritage…get used to it or get lost!” Malfoy replied, hastily moving up towards Hermione getting into the compartment with her.
“Come on guys.” Hermione said, sticking her head out the door.
“Coming…” Ron and Harry muttered in unison.
The four students rode in silence, all the way to Hogsmeade, then to Hogwarts. They dropped their bags off at the entrance and headed towards the great hall. Hermione still held Osiris tight in her arms. As they four of them walked down the corridors, students made a path for them as if they were some sort of, group of deadly assassins.
“Good evening Professor McGonagall.” Hermione said, smiling from ear to ear.
Minerva jumped as she turned around to see Hermione holding a Manticore, “Miss Granger! What on earth are you doing with that, that thing in this school!” she scolded astounded.
“Uh, the headmaster obviously hasn’t told you yet?” she replied sadly.
“No! I refuse to have that thing running loose in this school!”
“He’ll spend his time in the forest!”
“there are innocent Unicorns out there!”
“I’m well aware of that!”
“You do know what they eat?”
“Of course I do!”
“Then why aren’t you shipping it off somewhere else? I will not let that monster bask in the forest with Firenze and all the other animals in there!”
“It’s Osiris!”
“What?”
“His name is Osiris!”
“That thing has a name?”
“Of course he does! He has feelings too!”
“Well this is definitely a side of yours I haven’t seen!”
“What do you expect? I am a Erinnyes!”
“Dear Merlin! What on earth are you jabbering about?”
“My grandmother was a Furie! It skipped two generations and hit me!”
“Why wasn’t I told about this?”
“Well if you hadn’t have started yelling at me, then I would have told you about it
calmly! But you have pushed me to yell-which I don’t like!”
McGonagall fell silent, as Draco, Ron and Harry looked on in shock, “Well, I shall speak to professor Dumbledore at Dinner then.” She said and walked off.
“Wow…Mione you just yelled at our head of house!” Ron said cheerfully.
“Yeah, would have been better if it was Snape though.” Harry said laughing.
“Hey! He’s my head of house!” Malfoy snapped.
“So?” Hermione asked, “He’s a twat.” She added.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes and walked over to Slytherin table and took a seat, watching her as she walked with her friends to her own. Osiris sat quietly next to Hermione, in between her and Lavender Brown who squeaked and froze in horror.
Hermione chuckled with a malicious hint, “He won’t hurt you. He’s just a little baby.”
“Are you insane Granger! Bringing a Manticore into the school!” Lavender shrieked, causing the great hall’s patrons to turn their heads at her.
“Shut up Brown!” Hermione hissed angrily.
“You don’t wanna piss Hermione off Lav.” Ron said, stuffing his face.
“Ugh! Get that thing away from me! I’ll have you and that piece of rotten flesh deported from this school! Mudbloods don’t have a home here anyway!” Lavender screamed standing up and pointing at Hermione.