A Freak of Nature

A/N: to Lady Lynn: Thank you darling:-) Feel free to correct me any time.....I kind of uploaded the wrong chapter, un-betaed....English is not my first language, so yes. I do need beta.

Warning: If anyone from those who are reading this story is strongly religiouse and might be affended of the (small) changes I've made to The Book of Genesis...please skip this part.( or chapter)....no flames for this please, I've warned you...

P.S. for obviouse reasons, I don't own The Book of Genesis either...( You don't think that I am THAT old, to actualy write it.do you?)



If there is no exit, then you should look for an enterance.

This simple life philosophy seemed the best of all options Hermione considered from the ‘How to tell the truth to Ron and Harry’ list. However, not everything was so plain and simple. She was sitting in the middle of her common room with Harry and Ron by her side. The boys kept bombarding her with ‘Where the hell were you all day?’

“So, where have you been?” asked Harry, sitting himself on a black leather chair across from her. Ron was simply sitting on the persian carpet which covered the middle of the wooden floor.

Starting from the beginning seemed to be the logical choice for her, only it turned out to be too uncomfortable to talk about. Hermione alredy regretted her first words of answer and Ron didn’t made the situation better.

She took her breath in, “You see...I...I’m a girl.”

This definetly sounded lame, even to her. Harry looked at her quizically, he was really starting to worry about his friend’s sanity.

Ron on the other hand simply rolled his eyes at this and snorted. “Duh! You know,” he pointed his right hand at her, drawing circles somewhere at her upper body part; her breasts. “It’s kinda hard to miss those.”

“Thank you, Ronald,” she snapped at him, “but you are not helping here.”

“I just don’t see how you’re being a girl is connected with your abcense today.”

She narrowed her eyes at this, “If you continue stopping me then I won’t be able to tell ‘why’.”

Harry pulled both of his hands up, “Will you two stop it?” his irritated voice broke the tension in the room. “ At this point, we won’t get anywhere. Hermione,” he commanded, “start over.”

“Thank you, Harry,” she replied, giving her harshest glare to Ron. “As I’ve already said before ....I am a girl. I don’t know how familiar you both are with muggle religion, so I’ll explain a little.”
“Most muggles believe in one God, not like wizards who can be considered as pagans. The ancient legends of how the Earth was created and the life of God and his son are described in different books. Each religion in the world has its own holy book: Hebrew Bible, Christian Old Testament's book of Genesis, and the Quran.

“They all contain one specific legend: Noah’s Ark.

Ron was being unusually quietly and was listening to every word she said; probably for the first time in seven years. This was something new for him and she hoped that he would not only listen, but also understand all her words.

“The story of Noah's Ark, according to the Book of Genesis, begins with God observing man's evil behavior and deciding to flood the earth and destroy all life. However, God found one good man, Noah. A righteous man, blameless among the people of his time, and decided that he would carry forth the lineage of man.

“God told Noah to make an ark, and to bring with him his wife, and his sons Shem, Ham, and Japheth, and their wives. Additionally, he was told to bring examples of all animals and birds, male and female. In order to provide sustenance, he was told to bring and store food.
“When Noah completed the Ark, he and his family and the animals entered, and the same day all the fountains of the great deep broken up, the windows of heaven were opened, and the rain was upon the earth for forty days and forty nights.

“The flood covered even the highest mountains to a depth of more than twenty feet, and all creatures on Earth died; only Noah and those with him on the Ark were left alive.
“Finally, after about 220 days, the Ark came to rest on the mountains of Ararat, and the waters receded for another forty days until the mountaintops emerged.

“Then Noah sent out a raven which went to and fro until the waters were dried up from the earth.

“Next, Noah sent a dove out, but it returned having found nowhere to land. After a further seven days, Noah again sent out the dove, and it returned with an olive leaf in its beak, and he knew that the waters had subsided.

“Noah waited seven days more and sent out the dove once more, and this time it did not return. Then he and his family and all the animals left the Ark, and Noah made a sacrifice to God. God resolved that he would never again curse the ground because of man, and never again would he destroy all life on it in this manner.

“In order to remember this promise, God put a rainbow in the clouds, saying, "Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth."


Harry shifted in his place, his eyes never leaving Hermione. Ron was staring into a small spot on the carpet, thinking about everything he had just heard.

Hermione waved her wand and three bottles of butterbeer appeared on the coffee table. She picked up one of them and took a small sip, motioning to the boys to do the same. Somehow Harry doubted that this was the end of the story and waited for her to continue. Hermione nervously twirled the bottle in her hands and indeed continued.

“But the books are missing one important part this story. During those forty days one of Noah’s daughter in laws gave birth to a baby boy named Luca. A few days after being born some strange things started to happen with him.

“He became weaker and weaker, no matter what was done to save his life. When the boy was on
his death bed, God once again came to Noah and told him the cure. Noah mixed all of animals blood and gave the drink to his grandson.

“The boy was perfectly healthy again after just seven days and seven nights.
“Later, when he grew up, a strange animal was discovered inside the nearest wood. It had the body of lion, head of the human, tail from the scorpion with venoumos spines on it.

“Martyaxwar they called it. But you probably know this creature under another name: Manticore, or a simply - man eater.

“It killed those around it and ate them alive. The only human it was afraid of was young man – Luca. He was the one to tame it and eventually, the creature lived with his family like a common dog. Later, Luca was known as head of Manticore clan…

“Through the centuries, the clan continued to grow. By the strange concidence, only boys have been born inside all of families which formed this clan. One interesting thing led to the birth of children. First two were to be aborted. Muggles have a saying, ‘God loves Trinity’… The third one would be stronger, healthier, smarter…

“A thousand year ago a young wizard named Merlin came across the private property of the Clan. He was sentenced to death, but escaped it only after telling the prophecy which could change the future of clan.

‘A Girl will be born as a third of the mages…

And her blood will grow strong in the child she will create

Not just one, but the heirs to the throne of the world.

This Queen will take over the warriors, no matter what will be told.

Or the clan shall vanish from the face of the Earth.’

“Reaching the eighteen years border, the girl should choose the partner, to continue the line of purebred humans.”

Hermione finally looked up to see reaction of the boys. Ron was still sitting and not even blinking…his mouth opening slightly only to mutter, “A…and you’re ….”

“A girl,” finished Harry for him.

“Bloody hell.” Ron sighed deeply putting, his head in his hands “Too much information.”

“I’m sorry for not telling you sooner…”she was on the edge of crying. She hadn’t been so emotional for years.

Harry slowly stood up and ran his hands through his messy hair. “How? W…why? Why haven’t you told us earlier? Don’t you trust us? Why Hermione?” He crossed the space between them and sat near her on the couch.


“I don’t know…” she whispered silently, clearing her cheeks from the small tears that had formed under her eyes. “I had enough of Malfoy calling me MudBlood. If he found out that I’m technically not even a human…The blood of those animals is still running through my veins.”

Harry said nothing. Then he did something Hermione didn’t expect. His hand was shaking when he reached her. His left hand pulling her head up to look at him, his right hand held out in front of hers.

“Harry James Potter.” he said nervously.

She looked at him in disbelieve; a small smile curling up her lips. Hermione took his hand in hers, “Hermione Jane Granger.”

“Nice to meet you, Hermione.” Harry replied, grinning as he embraced her in tight hug.


Blaise was patrolling the Dungeons when he came across Pansy near the entrance of the Slytherin Dormitories.

“Hi Blaise,” she smiled at him with the smile she though was ‘seductive’. “Why didn’t you tell me about the Ball?”

“What ball are you talking about?”

She batted her eyelashes at him. “Didn’t you hear what Dumbledore said tonight?”

“Obviously not.”

“Old fool said that he felt like having a ball in two weeks. I must admit, I’m not against the idea.” she stepped closer to him. He didn’t like it. Taking one more step closer and invading his personal space, she ran her hand across his torso. Blaise showed no reaction. “Will you take me…to the ball?”

He took her hand in his, shoving it off his body as he took a step back. Pansy looked offended but he didn’t cared a bit. “Wouldn’t even dream about taking you from the Draco, Parkinson. Have a nice evening.” With that he turned around and left for his dorm, leaving a shocked Pansy behind.

“How dare he?” a high pitched voice echoed in the corridor. “You’re going to pay for this, Zabini. I promise.”

“No Ron! The fact that I see the damn thing doesn’t mean that I can catch it,” sounded the voice of an irritated Granger, Blaise heard as he came close to the brick wall outside the common room. “Oh come on, Herms!”

“You know she’s afraid of flying, Ron,” cut in the voice of Potter which stopped Weasley’s whining.

“But it’s Quiditch! If you flew with team we would be unbeatable!”

“Gryffindor’s team is unbeatable!

Once Blaise walked inside they seemed to stop their talking. The three of them seemed cozy and relaxed; a couple of butterbeer bottles stood empty on the table. The Golden Trio was sitting around the table, playing poker.

“What is he doing here?” asked a surprised Ron.

“Excuse me, Weasley,” smirked Blaise, “Last time I checked, I was actually living here.”

“Hey!” grinned a bit of a drunk Wonder Boy, “He can talk!”

Granger, who was obviously the soberest person out of the three, kicked him with her foot under the table. “Of coarse he can, Harry. He wouldn’t be a Head Boy otherwise.”

“What did he call me?” asked a red faced Ron, pointing his finger towards him, obviously referring at the first words Blaise said.

But Blaise continued to ignore the red head and started to walk towards his room, stepping inside and closing the door. He distinctly heard Hermione’s voice shushing Weasley.
“He said ‘excuse me’, Ron,” she looked at her wristwatch. The time was nearing curfew. She waved with her hands. ”Up! Up you go…it’s late, boys.”

They stood up lazily and Hermione followed them to the door. Ron stepped through the hole first, Harry lingering a moment longer. He put his arms on Hermione’s shoulder.
“Hermione…you know…I you don’t find anybody…when…” he gently touched her forehead with his lips. “I’ll be happy to oblige…” with this he turned around, not waiting for her answer, and walked away from her.

As door passage shut down after him, Hermione continued to stay at the same place in shock.
Did Harry just said that he’d…I can’t believe it…

The thought of doing IT with Harry made her shudder. I would be the same for her as with Rhett of Lionel. Harry was like a brother to her. He and Ron both were…Dear Merlin…What a mess she was in.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of running water in the shower. It was Zabini’s time to take a bath. She would talk to him after he’d come out. Yes, she definitely would.


A/N:As you all noticed( I hope so), part of hermiones talk with boys was cut out. Well, I had my reasons and you will read more about missing parts in the future.

So, next stop Blaise and Hermione after his bath....
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