Heir Of Hammerhel Half Dwarf Male Reader x Hermione Granger. (Slow Updates)

CHAPTER 7: A NEW TEAM AND SECRETS BEGIN TO REVEAL!!

Y/N POV

As I sat with Hermione, Rose and Bjorn near the end of the Gryffindor table, a few empty seats between us and the rest of the first-years. Hermione hadn't stopped fussing over me since she found me in the corridor, my cheek had bruised up, the cut on above my eye scabbing over. Many students first-years and above had smirks as they walked in but a glare from Bjorn soon stopped most. I had the letter my parents had sent to me in my hands when a second Raven arrived dropping a small parcel to me before flying out the window.

"That's odd. I wasn't expecting anything else"

I pulled open the paper wrapping and saw three medium-sized books with a note, luckily it wasn't in Dwarvish, but I still had to hide it from the others.

~ Y/N
Once you have told your friends who you are, we have a gift for your friend Hermione, these books detail the entire history of Hammerhel and if she is half as much as a reader as you say she will enjoy the read.

Your loving Parents~

As I finished the note, a small explosion came from down the table which startled Hermione into grabbing my hand causing me to blush, looking down the table we all saw Seamus, soot-covered face from whatever incantation he attempted which seemed to be a standard for him. Ignoring everything else down the table, I sat and pondered whether to tell my friends anything about me yet.

"What on earth happened to you Mister Orsaria??"

Came the voice of Professor McGonagall, from behind Bjorn, her face grimacing at the bruises and the cut on my face. I looked up at her and smiled slightly.

"Just some Fourth year's making me feel....welcome Professor"

Lost for words at my calmness at the situation, she turned and walked down the hall to the teacher's table, glancing either side as if in an attempt to spot the culprits out of the hundred students in the hall.

"Well Orsaria, Been in the wars have you?"

Came the arrogant voice of Draco Malfoy, I had been lucky in the fact that he had been so focused on Harry Potter. That luck just ran out.

"What do you want Malfoy? Get bored annoying Potter?"

"I have become bored of him for now, but you are the son of an infamous mudblood killer....we have more in common than you think"

Bjorn this time turned and stood, towering over Draco and his goons Crabb and Goyle, large boys who looked like they ate everything in sight. He let out an animalistic snarl causing the three boys to back step slightly. I rose as well glaring at Malfoy.

"I have nothing in common with you, Malfoy not now, not ever"

Smirking Malfoy turned away and began to walk away before looking back.

"We will see Orsaria"

Our little group glared after the blonde-haired boy as we turned back to our lesson plan and saw flying lessons....with Slytherin. 'Damm it'
I thought as Rose put a voice to it.