Hermione & Vanguard
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Harry Leferts
Since Hermione had become a shipgirl, she had discovered many, many things. How to fight, how to hunt, and how to be the best Cruiser she could be. When she found out that she was a "Witch" and there was a whole other world hidden away though, she had been shocked. Despite her curiosity though, she was heavily conflicted about what she should do. On the one hand, her being a witch had explained a lot about strange incidents that had happened before she became a shipgirl and learning magic was literally a once in a lifetime chance. On the other hand though, she was a proud shipgirl of the Royal Navy and they needed every hull they could get to fight against the Abyssals. Even after a discussion with her parents and her sisters she was unsure of what to do.
And then the doorbell rang and she opened it to find, to her shock, Victory herself there.
No, she most certainly did not squeal. Her sisters were all lying liars who lied, thank you very much! With that out of the way, the old warship was soon invited in and once she sat down, had begun to talk. It came to a surprise to Hermione that Victory had known about the magical world for a long time and she explained a few things that filled in the blanks. Much to Hermione's surprise, Victory came with orders from the First Sea Lord himself for her. Said orders had asked, not ordered, asked if she would please accept the invitation to Hogwarts. Of course, being asked by the First Sea Lord if they could do something was pretty much the same as being ordered, but appearances must be kept.
With her acceptance of them, she was told what she was supposed to do, which was rather simple. All the Admiralty wanted was for her to simple learn and observe the magical world. Not even spying as such, rather just read their history books and learn more about them. The reason being that the "Statute of Secrecy" was falling apart and that the more that was known how the magical world worked and thought, the easier the integration between them and the non-magical side of things would be. A shudder still ran down her back at the idea of literal witch hunts in modern day Britain. The fact that such were likely if the integration went badly was even worse.
However, being a Cruiser and thus the eyes and ears of the fleet, just observation was something that she had no issue with. The fact that at least the Headmaster and some of the staff knew who and what she was as well as her mission did raise an eyebrow. But when she had commented on the wisdom, Victory had given her this look. It was of the sort that caused her mouth to shut with a clack and for her to swallow nervously. Apparently Albus Dumbledore was considered by Victory to be an extremely good friend and one that she trusted implicitly. Neither would she have him insulted in her presence.
The old warship did tell her not to tell the Headmaster or, in her own words, "That damned old Bumblebee" that she had said such though.
After that, Victory had also commented that she might meet some people of interest. Two of them had raised Hermione's eyebrows as one was the red headed boy often seen with Warspite on base or at various chess tournaments. The other though was none other then the adopted son of the Battleship Nagato herself. Several days later, the Deputy Headmistress had arrived and taken her to get her items. After that though, it was back to the daily grind of patrols in the Irish Sea and English Channel.
Which is how Hermione was found stumbling back to her quarters bone weary just two days before she was to head to Hogwarts after her final patrol. Needless to say, she had pushed herself which was how she tripped and was about to fall on her face when an arm shot out and steadied her. A chuckle caused her to blink and she blushed at the words from the shipgirl who helped her. "A little tired there, hmm, Hermione?"
Yawning, Hermione gave the best glare that she could at the Battleship beside her. "Like you're not tired as well, Vanguard."
Said Battleship just shrugged and gave Hermione an odd smile. "I suppose so..."
Eyes narrowing, Hermione stopped and crossed her arms before frowning. "Is something wrong, Vanguard?"
Vanguard just flinched and chuckled nervously. "I can't hide anything from you I guess..."
Her eyebrow raising, Hermione's lips turned upwards slightly. "Considering that I've been your main escort Cruiser? That's not surprising." Then she reached out and placed her hand onto Vanguard's arm. "Now what's wrong?"
If anyone was there, they would have performed a double take as Vanguard bit her lip. The Battleship then looked around before pulling the surprised Hermione into a hug and sniffled. "I'm just going to miss you... you've been here since my summoning and..."
Reaching up, Hermione patted her on the back. "I know. And I'll communicate with you as much as possible, okay?" Getting a nod, she continued. "Besides, it's not like you really need me all that much and I am sure that the others will more then be able to help you."
As she tightened the hug, Vanguard just mumbled. "Not like you. You've taught me so much about being a warship, and you never got angry with me."
Unseen by Vanguard, Hermione flinched a bit. Before meeting the Battleship she had been rather bossy at times, but she was unable to find it in herself to be bossy to Vanguard. Especially as she tried so hard and often put herself down for being a "Glorified Yacht" at times. But by now, Vanguard had grown into her own as a Battleship and the two of them were great friends. Suddenly, it hit Hermione and she brightened. "Want to stay over for the night? Heck, how much leave do you have?"
Expression brightening, Vanguard pulled away. "Sleepover?"
Hermione chuckled and nodded. "Sure, and you can come over to my parents tomorrow." The smile on Vanguard's face caused Hermione to shake her head in amusement. Said smile though fell off when she entered her room to find a large, giftwrapped box there. "What in the world..."
Walking over, Vanguard looked at the note and frowned. "It's... from the Submarines?"
Not even a second later, Hermione leapt into the air and landed in Vanguard's arms as Upholder as well as Thorn and Thrasher shouted. "HUZZAH! INDEED, IT WAS US! FOR WE HAVE BROUGHT A PRIZE TO OUR LADY OF TROY! BEAUTIFUL AS THE SUNSET AND WORTHY OF BEING HELEN HERSELF!"
Eyebrow twitching, Hermione growled as she muttered about crazy Submarines before Vanguard coughed. "Um... a prize...?"
Grinning, Upholder put her one hand on her hips and thrust out her chest as she pointed at the box. Something that did... interesting things... to her torpedo tubes. "INDEED! FOR OUR PRINCESS SHALL SOON BE ENSCORNED WITHIN A CASTLE WORTHY OF HER!"
On either side of her, Thorn and Thrasher went into poses as Thorn nodded. "AND SO, WE BRAVED THE DEEP, DARK SEA TO BRING A PRIZE TO OUR LADY TO DECIDE WHAT TO DO WITH. THE DASTARDLY FIEND PUT UP A FIGHT, BUT WE SUBDUED HER WITH EASE BEFITTING THOSE SUCH AS US!"
Already getting a bad feeling, Hermione hopped out of Vanguard's arms and opened the box only to blink. Inside, there was a blonde haired teenaged girl looking up at her with blue eyes and annoyed look. However, she was unable to say anything as there was tape across her mouth with her legs and arms tied up with anchor chains. It was the wetsuit that told Hermione what the person was though. With a trembling hand, Hermione gently tore off the tape. "Wh-who are...?"
Sighing, the U-Boat shook her head. "U-205, reporting. Now, could you release me so that I may do something rather terrible to some top heavy Submarines..."
Vanguard blinked as she looked over the frozen, though twitching, Hermione's shoulders and winced. "I... don't think that Paladin will be happy about this..."
When Hermione looked to the door though, all there were remaining of the three Submarines were cardboard cutouts as she began to growl, her hair moving in a invisible breeze...
Since Hermione had become a shipgirl, she had discovered many, many things. How to fight, how to hunt, and how to be the best Cruiser she could be. When she found out that she was a "Witch" and there was a whole other world hidden away though, she had been shocked. Despite her curiosity though, she was heavily conflicted about what she should do. On the one hand, her being a witch had explained a lot about strange incidents that had happened before she became a shipgirl and learning magic was literally a once in a lifetime chance. On the other hand though, she was a proud shipgirl of the Royal Navy and they needed every hull they could get to fight against the Abyssals. Even after a discussion with her parents and her sisters she was unsure of what to do.
And then the doorbell rang and she opened it to find, to her shock, Victory herself there.
No, she most certainly did not squeal. Her sisters were all lying liars who lied, thank you very much! With that out of the way, the old warship was soon invited in and once she sat down, had begun to talk. It came to a surprise to Hermione that Victory had known about the magical world for a long time and she explained a few things that filled in the blanks. Much to Hermione's surprise, Victory came with orders from the First Sea Lord himself for her. Said orders had asked, not ordered, asked if she would please accept the invitation to Hogwarts. Of course, being asked by the First Sea Lord if they could do something was pretty much the same as being ordered, but appearances must be kept.
With her acceptance of them, she was told what she was supposed to do, which was rather simple. All the Admiralty wanted was for her to simple learn and observe the magical world. Not even spying as such, rather just read their history books and learn more about them. The reason being that the "Statute of Secrecy" was falling apart and that the more that was known how the magical world worked and thought, the easier the integration between them and the non-magical side of things would be. A shudder still ran down her back at the idea of literal witch hunts in modern day Britain. The fact that such were likely if the integration went badly was even worse.
However, being a Cruiser and thus the eyes and ears of the fleet, just observation was something that she had no issue with. The fact that at least the Headmaster and some of the staff knew who and what she was as well as her mission did raise an eyebrow. But when she had commented on the wisdom, Victory had given her this look. It was of the sort that caused her mouth to shut with a clack and for her to swallow nervously. Apparently Albus Dumbledore was considered by Victory to be an extremely good friend and one that she trusted implicitly. Neither would she have him insulted in her presence.
The old warship did tell her not to tell the Headmaster or, in her own words, "That damned old Bumblebee" that she had said such though.
After that, Victory had also commented that she might meet some people of interest. Two of them had raised Hermione's eyebrows as one was the red headed boy often seen with Warspite on base or at various chess tournaments. The other though was none other then the adopted son of the Battleship Nagato herself. Several days later, the Deputy Headmistress had arrived and taken her to get her items. After that though, it was back to the daily grind of patrols in the Irish Sea and English Channel.
Which is how Hermione was found stumbling back to her quarters bone weary just two days before she was to head to Hogwarts after her final patrol. Needless to say, she had pushed herself which was how she tripped and was about to fall on her face when an arm shot out and steadied her. A chuckle caused her to blink and she blushed at the words from the shipgirl who helped her. "A little tired there, hmm, Hermione?"
Yawning, Hermione gave the best glare that she could at the Battleship beside her. "Like you're not tired as well, Vanguard."
Said Battleship just shrugged and gave Hermione an odd smile. "I suppose so..."
Eyes narrowing, Hermione stopped and crossed her arms before frowning. "Is something wrong, Vanguard?"
Vanguard just flinched and chuckled nervously. "I can't hide anything from you I guess..."
Her eyebrow raising, Hermione's lips turned upwards slightly. "Considering that I've been your main escort Cruiser? That's not surprising." Then she reached out and placed her hand onto Vanguard's arm. "Now what's wrong?"
If anyone was there, they would have performed a double take as Vanguard bit her lip. The Battleship then looked around before pulling the surprised Hermione into a hug and sniffled. "I'm just going to miss you... you've been here since my summoning and..."
Reaching up, Hermione patted her on the back. "I know. And I'll communicate with you as much as possible, okay?" Getting a nod, she continued. "Besides, it's not like you really need me all that much and I am sure that the others will more then be able to help you."
As she tightened the hug, Vanguard just mumbled. "Not like you. You've taught me so much about being a warship, and you never got angry with me."
Unseen by Vanguard, Hermione flinched a bit. Before meeting the Battleship she had been rather bossy at times, but she was unable to find it in herself to be bossy to Vanguard. Especially as she tried so hard and often put herself down for being a "Glorified Yacht" at times. But by now, Vanguard had grown into her own as a Battleship and the two of them were great friends. Suddenly, it hit Hermione and she brightened. "Want to stay over for the night? Heck, how much leave do you have?"
Expression brightening, Vanguard pulled away. "Sleepover?"
Hermione chuckled and nodded. "Sure, and you can come over to my parents tomorrow." The smile on Vanguard's face caused Hermione to shake her head in amusement. Said smile though fell off when she entered her room to find a large, giftwrapped box there. "What in the world..."
Walking over, Vanguard looked at the note and frowned. "It's... from the Submarines?"
Not even a second later, Hermione leapt into the air and landed in Vanguard's arms as Upholder as well as Thorn and Thrasher shouted. "HUZZAH! INDEED, IT WAS US! FOR WE HAVE BROUGHT A PRIZE TO OUR LADY OF TROY! BEAUTIFUL AS THE SUNSET AND WORTHY OF BEING HELEN HERSELF!"
Eyebrow twitching, Hermione growled as she muttered about crazy Submarines before Vanguard coughed. "Um... a prize...?"
Grinning, Upholder put her one hand on her hips and thrust out her chest as she pointed at the box. Something that did... interesting things... to her torpedo tubes. "INDEED! FOR OUR PRINCESS SHALL SOON BE ENSCORNED WITHIN A CASTLE WORTHY OF HER!"
On either side of her, Thorn and Thrasher went into poses as Thorn nodded. "AND SO, WE BRAVED THE DEEP, DARK SEA TO BRING A PRIZE TO OUR LADY TO DECIDE WHAT TO DO WITH. THE DASTARDLY FIEND PUT UP A FIGHT, BUT WE SUBDUED HER WITH EASE BEFITTING THOSE SUCH AS US!"
Already getting a bad feeling, Hermione hopped out of Vanguard's arms and opened the box only to blink. Inside, there was a blonde haired teenaged girl looking up at her with blue eyes and annoyed look. However, she was unable to say anything as there was tape across her mouth with her legs and arms tied up with anchor chains. It was the wetsuit that told Hermione what the person was though. With a trembling hand, Hermione gently tore off the tape. "Wh-who are...?"
Sighing, the U-Boat shook her head. "U-205, reporting. Now, could you release me so that I may do something rather terrible to some top heavy Submarines..."
Vanguard blinked as she looked over the frozen, though twitching, Hermione's shoulders and winced. "I... don't think that Paladin will be happy about this..."
When Hermione looked to the door though, all there were remaining of the three Submarines were cardboard cutouts as she began to growl, her hair moving in a invisible breeze...