Prologue

Ello I'd love to thank Emzi-Jayne For letting me Adopt this story and I am hoping to do this well. Oh and I go by Mello or Farren. And if anyone would like to be my beta jujst PM me ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not OWN Harry Potter If I did Harry and Hermione would be together and ron could go suck one T_T

Hermione's POV

"Where's Harry?" I questioned Ron as we ran through the crowds, dodging spells and firing them in return. The battle was raging around us, bodies lying on the floor, and propped up on the walls, people screaming as they fell or stumbled. I tried helping my people as we ran. I tried keeping my thoughts and sight straight ahead, not allowing the people allow me to distract me.

"I thought he was with you." Ron replied, turning in a full circle as we reached the courtyard. We stood back to back, fighting they enemy's in front of us

"I haven't seen him!"

"You don't think?"

"No. No he wouldn't." I shouted aloud, firing Furnuclus followed by a Engorgio. The death eater I was fighting, wasn't quick enough and both spells hit him, allowing me to break away "Yes he would." I muttered, this time to myself as I ran towards the forest.

I ran as fast as I could, my tired body bolting over obstacles that were in my way, my mind telling me to go faster.

A hand wrapped itself around my waist, pulling me against a hard body "Where do you think you're going, mudblood?" The cruel voice of Lucious Malfoy whispered, straight into my ear

"Get of me." I spat back, struggling in his hold.

"You have humiliated me, you and your friends. You are going to do whatever I tell you."

"No." I whispered, struggling harder as he pushed me to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Another voice interrupted

"Getting my revenge." Lucious replied

"STUPEFY!" I felt Lucious go stiff on top of me, and rolled him of, scrambling away and to the feet of my savior.

"Are you OK?" The male voice asked, holding a hand to me to help me up, I took it gratefully, pulling myself of the ground with his help.

"Yeah thanks." I replied, taking a breath to steady my breathing. I looked up, taking in the dirty, ripped robes, and coming face to face with Draco Malfoy "Malfoy?" I asked, shocked

"Shocked?"

"Well...yes." I replied

"You...you saved me. Why? You hate me?" I asked, staring into his eyes

"I never hated you. I hated they idea of you, what you represented. But this is neither the time nor the place to go into that. You need to get to Harry before it's too late." Draco shoved me away from his slightly

"Thank you." I said to him, before flying away, not stopping until they edge of the forest was in sight.

I stood on the edge, peering in, hiding myself behind a tree. I could see a block of shapes moving towards me. When they got closure, I realized who it was, and backed away, scrambling to stay out of the way of Voldermort.

He called the whole fight to a stop, the remaining light fighters huddled together, trying to find strength in each other. We moved to our knees as one, the cold ground hard underneath us. "HARRY!" I screamed, as sobs racked my body, as I saw the lifeless body of Harry Potter being put on the floor. My fingers grasp onto the ground in front of me as I fell forward, the breathe knocked out of me. My eyes zeroed in on him, checking him over for any sign of life. People around me moved, I felt that something was happening, but I kept my eyes on Harry, having seen the slight movement of his chest showing that he was alive.

The next few minutes were a blur. Running. Screaming. Fighting. Watching. I stood on the inner circle, watching and listening to the battle going on in front of me.

"You will never win Harry." Voldermort said, as they circled each other

"I always beat you, Tom. Just look at our history. You never win."

"First time for everything." Something was wrong. I knew it was, Voldermort was being too polite.

"Let's get this over with Tom. Fight me!" Harry shouted, before sending a spell at him.

Voldermort laughed, and blocked the spell. "Have to do better than that, my boy."

"I am NOT your boy!"

"That's what you think." Voldermort murmured. I'm pretty sure I was they only one who heard, as I was standing directly behind him. Over his shoulder, Harry and my eyes connected, and I tried to get across what I was thinking.

Voldermort pivoted on his feet, following Harry's eyes, to see who he was staring at so intensely "Ahh, Harry Potters pet Mudblood. Hermione Granger is it not?" He asked

"Leave her ALONE!" Harry shouted, sending another spell that Voldermort yet again dodged. I had to duck myself so ha I didn't get hit.

"you know, everyone always said that you and Ginny Weasley had something going, that you two were in love. But I never believe it. I always thought that you and Miss Granger here had something going, even if you did not know it."

"I said, leave her alone." Harry growled, anger obvious in his stance. I tried to get him to calm him down, knowing that his anger caused him to do stupid things, make his anger go out of control.

"Angry?" Voldermort asked, smirking

"What do you think?" Harry spat

"So I am correct, you do like her." Harry didn't answer, and for the briefest of moments I had a massive smile on my face "And from her face, she likes you too." The smile went, as I realised how many people had seen it.

Voldermort started to circle again, stopping when he had his supporters behind him. "Let's take this outside." He said, before turning and running through the gap. His followers following him. For a second, no one was sure what was going on, but Harry let out a roar of anger, and followed, pushing his way through the parting crowd. I followed closely behind.

Voldermort ran, until he was in Hogsmead, and then stopped, his followers forming a circle around him, only letting Harry through. "Scared?" Harry laughed

"No. Just wanted some more space."

"Of course. That's what they all say."

"So, now we can fight." Voldermort bowed, and Harry did the same. Then the fight truly began.

"You need to balance your body." Voldermort said, after blocking yet another spell. He hadn't sent any spells at Harry yet, only corrected Harry position. This was making me nervous.

"Stop talking, and FIGHT!" Harry shouted, his anger rising.

"But I cannot fight you."

"And why is that?" Voldermort seemed to consider Harry for a moment, looking him up and down

"I know lots of things. Things that you should have been told, the truth to lies that you have been told."

"Like what?"

"Like your mother."

"Do not talk about her"

"Your mother, was a truly amazing woman. She held many men by the heart, me included." A shocked gasp went around the circle, and everyone pressed closure. The death eater in front of me, looked over his shoulder, and recognized me. HE grabbed me by the shoulders, and pushed me in front of himself. "She broke my heart when she ran from me. Taking you with her."

"You do not talk about my mother!"

"I was their when you were born. I was the first person to hold you. You weighed seven pounds exactly, and you caused a power shortage when you were born. The nurses said that showed you would have great magical power. They were correct."

"Stop LYING!" Harry shouted

"I am not. Everything I say is the truth. I may be the only person who ever told you the full truth."

"No." Harry muttered, his voice shaky. He knew what Voldermort was saying. I struggled in the hold the man behind me had, wanting to go to Harry, even though he was in the battle to end all battles.

"Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Said you were attacked by me. Lies. Harry Riddle, the boy who lived, attacked my James Potter."

"You're lying."

"I assure you I am not. You are they only one who does not know the truth. Even Mrs Weasley knows." The silence from the woman I knew was around, confirmed that Voldermort was in fact telling the truth.

"Harry." I whispered

"No." Harry gasped, I could see the tears in his eyes.

"You are my son." Voldermort said, in a voice that was far too full of love to belong to him.

Harry screamed in rage and hurt, as Voldermort stood there for another second "Here." HE shouted, throwing something at Harry before apparating. I was pushed forward, and stumbled, before running to Harry, who was on his knees. I pulled him to me, holding him tightly as he started crying.

I took the thing that was on the floor, pocketing it so it wasn't lost in the crowd.

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