NANOWRIMO Chapter 1
Up, Up, and Away!
Chapter 1: In Which Hermione is Asked to Fly
Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis and Harry Potter do not belong to me. They belong to their respective creators and companies who own them.
Spoilers and differentiations: Spoilers to season 2 of SGA, and we're ignoring the seventh book and assuming that Snape ws cleared of charges against him due to Dumbledore's death.
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It was an early morning, even for Hermione Granger, Research and Development of new Arithmancy uses and girl genius extraordinaire. The loud, angry screeching of her muggle alarm clock read 4:00 am. She hit the thing to shut it up several times before reaching the proper button, rolled over, and dozed.
Ten minutes later, the entire building heard a shout from flat 4D
"Bloody Hell!"
A frizzy head popped up from under the mountain of covers, realizing why the alarm had been set for so early. Hermione Granger had a plane to catch to America.
She scurried out of bed, brushed her teeth, hopped in the shower and hopped out again ten minutes later, ran some frizz lessening serum through her hair before placing a drying charm on her head, and ran back into her bedroom to where two suitcases lay open and half-packed.
In there, she quickly threw on some clothes, blouse, waistcoat, and a long skirt with slim boots, and everything else she could into one bag, and in its twin began shrinking everything as she packed it, so a half hour later, she had condensed the contents of her flat into a single bag, aside from the bed and the kitchen sink.
It was five in the morning when she called for her cab, and waited outside her flat building in the light drizzle that she was born into nearly twenty four years prior. While she waited, being half asleep still without her morning tea, she fell into deep thought. She'd miss Harry and Ron, and all the Weasleys, but, well, people moved on. Ron had married Lavender after Hermione went away to univeristy and her internship with Professor Snape. Harry married Ginny just out of Hogwarts, which greatly vexed her about the younger girl. She had no way of providing for herself should Harry, an auror, become injured or die in the line of duty. Of course, she had kept her mouth shut on that point, knowing that Ginny's dream had always been to marry Harry.
She shook her head to clear away the gloomy thoughts just in time, for when the yellow cab pulled up, it was fifteen after five, leaving her very little time to get to the airport and her bags checked. She had tought about apparating earlier that week when she recieved notice that the British and American Governments arranged her flight into Washington DC and later Colorado Springs, Colorado.
She hoped she knew what she was getting into with Deep Space Radar Telemetry.
Chapter 1: In Which Hermione is Asked to Fly
Disclaimer: Stargate Atlantis and Harry Potter do not belong to me. They belong to their respective creators and companies who own them.
Spoilers and differentiations: Spoilers to season 2 of SGA, and we're ignoring the seventh book and assuming that Snape ws cleared of charges against him due to Dumbledore's death.
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It was an early morning, even for Hermione Granger, Research and Development of new Arithmancy uses and girl genius extraordinaire. The loud, angry screeching of her muggle alarm clock read 4:00 am. She hit the thing to shut it up several times before reaching the proper button, rolled over, and dozed.
Ten minutes later, the entire building heard a shout from flat 4D
"Bloody Hell!"
A frizzy head popped up from under the mountain of covers, realizing why the alarm had been set for so early. Hermione Granger had a plane to catch to America.
She scurried out of bed, brushed her teeth, hopped in the shower and hopped out again ten minutes later, ran some frizz lessening serum through her hair before placing a drying charm on her head, and ran back into her bedroom to where two suitcases lay open and half-packed.
In there, she quickly threw on some clothes, blouse, waistcoat, and a long skirt with slim boots, and everything else she could into one bag, and in its twin began shrinking everything as she packed it, so a half hour later, she had condensed the contents of her flat into a single bag, aside from the bed and the kitchen sink.
It was five in the morning when she called for her cab, and waited outside her flat building in the light drizzle that she was born into nearly twenty four years prior. While she waited, being half asleep still without her morning tea, she fell into deep thought. She'd miss Harry and Ron, and all the Weasleys, but, well, people moved on. Ron had married Lavender after Hermione went away to univeristy and her internship with Professor Snape. Harry married Ginny just out of Hogwarts, which greatly vexed her about the younger girl. She had no way of providing for herself should Harry, an auror, become injured or die in the line of duty. Of course, she had kept her mouth shut on that point, knowing that Ginny's dream had always been to marry Harry.
She shook her head to clear away the gloomy thoughts just in time, for when the yellow cab pulled up, it was fifteen after five, leaving her very little time to get to the airport and her bags checked. She had tought about apparating earlier that week when she recieved notice that the British and American Governments arranged her flight into Washington DC and later Colorado Springs, Colorado.
She hoped she knew what she was getting into with Deep Space Radar Telemetry.