Hermione Granger, one-third of the Golden Trio, has returned to Hogwarts to complete her 7th year of magical education. To celebrate the ending of the war, the newly appointed headmistress Minera McGonagall wishes to promote unity and acceptance amo...
I felt it would be irresponsible of me to not place a warning at the beginning of this chapter. Things are about to get dark. There is also slight swearing.
It is not my intention to make this story overly depressing or sad but when I planned it out at the beginning, I knew that these moments needed to happen.
Also, please let me know if you would like me to keep putting warnings up for every darker chapter.
I hope you enjoy it, nonetheless, and please comment with any thoughts you have.
- Rae
P.S. This chapter is little shorter than most but I've planned an extra long one for Chapter 17.
'...The world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters..'
- Sirius Black, Harry Potter and the Order of the phoenix
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15. The Death Mask
If Hermione had felt queazy after hearing that she would have to come face to face with a boggart, she had been damn right nauseas by the time her appointed time slot actually rolled around. Her stomach was practically in knots as she drew closer to the room which Professor Knightly had set up for the meetings.
Both she and Pansy had been booked in to complete the practical assessment on the Thursday, during their free period which meant that Hermione had spent four days stressing and worrying over what her boggart would manifest as.
At first she had assumed it would take the form of Lord Voldemort. However, with him long since turned to ashes, he was no longer a living threat to anyone.
Next, she had considered that her boggart could turn into Bellatrix. It was an obvious choice as she remembered her old nightmares where the deranged Lestrange woman had tortured her over and over until Hermione would evidentially awake - usually dripping in sweat and panting in fear. But again, Bellatrix was dead and gone. And, thanks to Draco, that particular nightmare didn't plague her anymore.
In her third year, when Hermione had stood before a boggart, it had taken the form of Minerva McGonagall. The shapeshifting creature had told her - in the distinct Scottish brogue of professor McGonagall - that she had failed her classes and brought shame to Gryffindor house.
