|In Fate's Hands
Author: Fiendfyre PM
My sequel to Forbidden Magic: Hermione and Ginny's story about their life after the war and their life together. Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley pairing, femslash warning.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Hermione G. & Ginny W. - Chapters: 14 - Words: 34,902 - Reviews: 92 - Favs: 70 - Follows: 86 - Updated: 03-15-09 - Published: 08-19-08 - id: 4485413
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Here is the sequel to 'Forbidden Magic' as promised. Like I said, I'm going to start out with X amount of years, work from there and then fast forward slowly. I'll be working on my other stories too. Thanks for reading and keeping up with Hr/G!
Chapter 1 - Our New Beginning
"Are you going to really wear this?" Hermione asked a startled Ginny. She turned her head at the older brunette who was holding up a boyish set of Quidditch robes.
"What's wrong with it?" Ginny tilted her head.
"I know that this team wants you and everything but do you really have to wear this?" Hermione held it up higher.
"I don't see what's so wrong with it," Ginny said with a shrug. She lifted herself from a small full sized bed and walked over to Hermione. She held her hands softly and took the garment into from her. She leaned in and brushed Hermione's lips softly. "You have to admit that you like it."
Hermione smiled a crooked smile for a moment and then said, "I do but I'm not so sure the team's captain will."
"Of course she will," Ginny said with confidence. She took the garment fully from her girlfriend's hands and walked away into a small bathroom that was attached to the room. Hermione saw her walk off with a smile.
"I'm so nervous," Ginny shouted from behind the door.
"Don't be," Hermione shouted back. "I'm sure Gwenog Jones will see you to be the best player there. Are you really sure you want to try for this Ginny?"
"Of course I do!" Ginny said hoarsely. "I've wanted this since I was a kid! I'm an adult now Hermione! I can totally do this!"
Hermione laughed to herself and sat on the bed. "Those robes look so boyish," she said. "I wish you would wear the Gryffindor ones."
"Why? I won't be playing for Gryffindor much longer," Ginny reminded her. "School is going to be over soon if you can remember." She opened the door wide and stepped into the room in full Quidditch uniform and gear. "Do you know where I left my broom?"
"In the front, near the door," Hermione reminded her. She looked at the redhead as she left the room and noticed the nervousness in her. It was the same nervous behavior she had so many years ago when she first confessed her attraction to her. Hermione smiled once again and lifted herself from the bed to follow her out.
"Oh, thanks," Ginny said as she found it. "I'd be lost without you."
"I know," Hermione laughed. "That's why you have me. I can't believe it hasn't even been a year since the—"
"Don't mention it, please," Ginny held up her finger to Hermione's lips. "I much rather not."
Hermione nodded her head and opened the door to the room. "I'm going to miss this place."
"I will too," Ginny said. "But we have most of it rebuilt and it's better than ever!" She began her way down the stairs and Hermione locked the door behind her. They moved down the stairs and into the main girl's dorm. Lavender was sitting in a chair reading a book when she noticed them come out.
"Ginny, good luck," she said.
"Thanks Brown," Ginny laughed. "You know I'm going to need it with the way my nerves are."
She smiled, "At least you have this chance. Hermione, um, can I ask you something in private?"
"We really have to go Lavender," Hermione said.
"I will be quick, I promise," she begged.
"Alright," Hermione said. Her eyes looked at Ginny who seemed slightly uncomfortable with the idea. "It won't take long, I promise." She merely nodded to say 'it's ok, really' and walked away into the common room.
"Where are the other girls?" Hermione asked.
"Most of them are in the common room but you know with all the rumors flying," Lavender said. "You know all of them see me differently."
"You gave up your life in the war," Hermione said sternly. "They don't have to start rumors about you. That just boils my blood."
"Well it doesn't help that I'm slightly in love with Susan," she bit her lip. "It all happened that night I think. Although, I was unconscious most of the time." She gave a nervous laugh and looked at Hermione who was smiling.
"Let them talk," Hermione said. "You don't need to worry about them. Does anyone know? I mean, I don't want to be rude, but they still treat me and Ginny differently and we saved them with Harry."
"I haven't," Lavender said. "But the fact that I'm a werewolf now doesn't seem to be something I can hide. Sure, I can hide it from the first years that just came into the school not really knowing much about the war other that Harry Potter defeated Voldermort."
"Are they saying things about you more now?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, and its hard Hermione," she admitted. She got up from her chair and placed the book on the seat. She lightly grabbed Hermione's hands in hers. "I know what you are thinking of doing. I know that you are going to be working at the ministry once school is over and I know that you are going into magical law. I—I need to ask you something, please."
"Go ahead, please Lavender," Hermione said sweetly.
"Is there anyway, well, since you are trying for house elf rights, is there anyway you can add werewolf rights to this? I'm not a monster Hermione! I swear to you! Slughorn, he's, well, he's making me potions and it's just enough to keep me in my own mind!"
"I know you're not a monster Lavender," Hermione said. She pulled her into a friendly hug and felt Lavender crying on her shoulder. "I will. I promise. I will do it for you and in memory of the greatest werewolf I knew, Remus Lupin."
"Thank you Hermione," Lavender sniffled.
"Don't worry, please," Hermione said with a smile. "Please just don't cry. I know it's hard but I know you aren't a monster."
Ginny sat patiently in the common room with Harry and Ron who were both just as nervous and excited for her as she was. "Where's Hermione? We have to get to the field! I heard that Jones hates late comers," Ron said.
"Relax Ron," Harry said with a laugh. "I'm sure she's coming now."
"I know! But I hope my sister makes it!" he exclaimed.
"I will Ron," Ginny said with a nod. "I most certainly will do this! I want to be chaser for the Holyhead Harpies!"
"Or seeker," Harry reminded her. "You are trying out for that aren't you?"
"Harry, you know I can't compete with you! They won't want me if they've seen you in action," Ginny said. She got up from the couch and paced back and forth. She held her broom tightly in her hands and she could already feel the nervous sweat run down her face.
Hermione stepped from the room with Lavender in tow. They said good-bye to each other and Lavender walked off to her group of friends. "Are you ready now?" Ginny asked.
"Yes," she said with a nod. "I'm ready to apparate to the field with all of you."
"It's one for all," Ron began.
"And one for all," Harry finished.
They headed off together to the grounds and past the gates. Before they could leave, McGonagall came running after them. "Wait! Wait!"
"Headmistress?" Hermione turned herself around to meet McGonagall's eyes.
"I wanted to wish Miss Weasley luck out there," she said. "I'm very proud of you. Really, not many go off to play professional sports! Very well, I have to get back to the school but," McGonagall hugged Ginny for a moment and then let go. "Please make Gryffindor proud Miss Weasley."
"I will," Ginny said. "I promise."
With that, the four of them walked just outside the grounds, turned themselves around and waved to their Headmistress who was seeing them off. With a loud crack, they were gone to the Quidditch pitch located just outside Holyhead.
Ginny walked briskly and took in a deep breath while the others trailed behind her. "You know, the cup is supposed to be held next year, if you make it, are you going to play?" Ron asked. He tired his best to keep up with his excited sister.
"I'm really not sure," she replied. "I really hope I do. That would be the biggest dream I have."
"We have to wait for you in the stands," Hermione informed them once they reached the gates. "Good luck." Hermione hugged her girlfriend and took in the smell of her red mane once before letting her go with a quick kiss on her lips.
"Good luck," Ron said with a smile.
"Good luck," Harry echoed. He clapped his hands wildly, "You're going to knock them dead!"
"Thank you," Ginny smiled. She was really gracious to her friends and her lover. She looked into Hermione's eyes and thought, cheer for me.
Of course, Hermione thought back to her. They parted their ways and Ginny made her way to the center of the field were a group of women were joined together. They spoke loudly about the try outs and each of them were wearing different colored robes. She noticed a few of them from Hogwarts. She said nothing as Gwenog Jones walked onto the pitch with her beater's mallet over her shoulder and her broom in her other hand.
She looked over each of the girls as they all lined up in a neat line. "I'm getting too old for this," Jones said with a laugh. "But you, all of you, look really young." Her eyes landed on Ginny who was shaking like a leaf. "Especially you, how old are you anyway?"
"Eighteen," Ginny replied.
"That's really young. Most of the others are in their twenties," Jones said. She looked Ginny over and then nodded her head. "What house did you play for?"
"Gryffindor," she replied nervously.
"Ginevra Weasley," she replied.
"Chaser right?" Jones asked. She held her gloved finger up to her lips.
"Y—Yes ma'am," Ginny nodded her head.
"Good, we need two chasers," Jones informed her. "Get on your brooms ladies. Chasers only up into the sky. I want to see your skill."
A quaffle was released into the air and almost on instinct; Ginny rushed towards it and grabbed hold of it in her arms. Jones instructed three hopefuls to be on one team along with one hopeful keeper on Ginny's team. The test of the Holyhead Harpies joined them in the air and the try outs began.
Ginny seemed to be proving herself and enjoying herself because Hermione could feel the excitement each time she flew close by. Harry and Ron cheered loudly for her as did Hermione. She felt so alive just watching Ginny fall around the field. "She's doing brilliantly!" Ron exclaimed.
"She is," Hermione said with a warm smile. Once the try outs were over, Ginny waved to them in the stands but disappeared with Jones into the locker rooms.
"I hope she makes it," Ron said. "I really hope she does."
"When will they let her know?" Hermione asked as she rose from her seat. They began their decent downstairs to wait for Ginny. They stopped just outside and Harry leaned on the pitch gate with a grin.
"By tomorrow she'll have an owl," he replied.
"Harry, why aren't you going to play professionally?" Ron asked.
"I have my sights set on taking Defense Against Dark Arts professor and then auror," Harry said. "What about you Ron?"
"No thank you," he chuckled lightly. "I don't think I'm that good at it to be honest. Ginny is the one who wanted this. I'm going to take the auror test soon or do you want me wait Harry?"
Hermione leaned with Harry and watched the gate. Their conversation seemed to be background noise. She was anxious to see Ginny. "I don't care Ron," Harry laughed, "I just don't think I'm ready to leave Hogwarts after this year."
"We just started seventh year and I can't believe they are making us do it," Ron scoffed.
"Because we have to finish our education Ronald," Hermione spoke up. "We know how to fight and that's fine but we need to learn our last skills. The ones that are going to help us in the work force."
"Right," Ron said in a defeated tone. At that moment, Ginny came from the room in her sweaty robes. She hugged Hermione tightly in her arms.
"I have a good feeling Hermione," she said. She backed away and looked to her brother and Harry. "They are going to send an owl tomorrow and I just cannot wait. Jones says she really thinks I have what it takes to be a good player!"
"That's great!" Ron exclaimed. "Come on! We need to get back to school and send an owl to mum and dad!"
"No! We have to wait Ron!" Ginny laughed. "We have to wait until I get in for sure and then I'll tell them. We might make it in time for dinner though. Come on!"
The four of them laughed as a loud crack filled the air. They were off once again to Hogwarts and now their lives could finally be filled with slight peace.