When Everything\'s Made to be Broken
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Sirius/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Sirius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
2,400
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own any rights to the Harry Potter fandom or the Goo Goo Dolls fandom; all the credit goes to the original creators. No monetary funds have been or will be received for the writing of this story.
Vortex
Hello all, I hope everything it going well! Here is another chapter, ready to be read (and reviewed!)!
Remember, it is now in present times, so no more flashbacks! Here we go, meeting Hermione back in the Department of Mysteries...
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She stood facing the gray curtains that were moving in rhythm to the slight sounds of moans and cries of torture, yet she could swear she could hear Sirius calling out to her; this she smiled at before she placed her right foot only millimeters from the entrance of the veil, leaving the letter behind. She took a deep breath before she made her move…
Before she stepped through to the unknown that was the veil, Hermione briefly took her time recalling all that had brought her here: The Gandhi statue in India with the plaque with the quote ‘where there is love, there is life’ that helped her piece all her theories of the veil together, the very same words now tattooed on her left wrist for further inspiration; The use of Hogwart’s library to further her research, thanks to the permission from Head Mistress Minerva McGonagall; The favor she asked of Mrs. Weasley, the only person that knew of Hermione’s and Sirius’s affair, to pluck a piece of Mr. Weasley’s hair in order to use it in a polyjuice potion to sneak into the Ministry of Magic without being caught; The act of Ginny lending Hermione a tote bag and fancy clothing items without question, which were used to change into once making it to the Department of Mysteries.
The letter that she left on the ground noted all of those events and people, along with an explanation about what had happened between her and Sirius the summer before her 5th year, and to why she was sacrificing her life to possibly be able to bring him back. The letter, in itself, was basically her final words if she were to be taken victim to the veil and its mysterious powers.
After a final breath, Hermione reached her left hand through the veil, feeling a vortex of sorts pulling her into it. She let out a scream as her body was being pushed through what seemed to be time and space compressing. Her arm, still propelled outwards, stretched in an ungodly manner, yet her hand grasped something, something that felt humanlike. She gripped it tight as to not lose it, as herself and whatever she was holding started to spin out of control.
POP!
As if being shot out of a cannon, Hermione was launched out of the veil and back into the Department of Mysteries, her body sprawled onto the hard cement floor. She felt as if her whole body was broken, except for her hand which had kept a hold of the unknown object. She turned her head to see what it was that she had brought with her, but darkness came over her. Everything started to fade, yet before everything went black she heard one last thing:
“Open your eyes, love, open your eyes!”
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Dun dun DUUUUUUUUN! Yup a cliffhanger! And yes it was short, but that's just how I chose to write it. The story is almost over, but alas my writing will not end for other fan fics (most likely one-shots again).
Remember, it is now in present times, so no more flashbacks! Here we go, meeting Hermione back in the Department of Mysteries...
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She stood facing the gray curtains that were moving in rhythm to the slight sounds of moans and cries of torture, yet she could swear she could hear Sirius calling out to her; this she smiled at before she placed her right foot only millimeters from the entrance of the veil, leaving the letter behind. She took a deep breath before she made her move…
Before she stepped through to the unknown that was the veil, Hermione briefly took her time recalling all that had brought her here: The Gandhi statue in India with the plaque with the quote ‘where there is love, there is life’ that helped her piece all her theories of the veil together, the very same words now tattooed on her left wrist for further inspiration; The use of Hogwart’s library to further her research, thanks to the permission from Head Mistress Minerva McGonagall; The favor she asked of Mrs. Weasley, the only person that knew of Hermione’s and Sirius’s affair, to pluck a piece of Mr. Weasley’s hair in order to use it in a polyjuice potion to sneak into the Ministry of Magic without being caught; The act of Ginny lending Hermione a tote bag and fancy clothing items without question, which were used to change into once making it to the Department of Mysteries.
The letter that she left on the ground noted all of those events and people, along with an explanation about what had happened between her and Sirius the summer before her 5th year, and to why she was sacrificing her life to possibly be able to bring him back. The letter, in itself, was basically her final words if she were to be taken victim to the veil and its mysterious powers.
After a final breath, Hermione reached her left hand through the veil, feeling a vortex of sorts pulling her into it. She let out a scream as her body was being pushed through what seemed to be time and space compressing. Her arm, still propelled outwards, stretched in an ungodly manner, yet her hand grasped something, something that felt humanlike. She gripped it tight as to not lose it, as herself and whatever she was holding started to spin out of control.
POP!
As if being shot out of a cannon, Hermione was launched out of the veil and back into the Department of Mysteries, her body sprawled onto the hard cement floor. She felt as if her whole body was broken, except for her hand which had kept a hold of the unknown object. She turned her head to see what it was that she had brought with her, but darkness came over her. Everything started to fade, yet before everything went black she heard one last thing:
“Open your eyes, love, open your eyes!”
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Dun dun DUUUUUUUUN! Yup a cliffhanger! And yes it was short, but that's just how I chose to write it. The story is almost over, but alas my writing will not end for other fan fics (most likely one-shots again).