AN: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling...this is fictional work only.

Chapter 1

Running. All I can do is run and hope with every last bit of energy left that they do not catch me. It's dark and difficult to see the trees in front of me and more than a few times I have almost tripped. I just want to stop and take a break. But I know if I do they will catch me. I can never see their faces, but I can hear their heavy breathing behind me. I can almost feel it on the back of my neck...

I jerk awake breathing heavily like I have actually been running for my life. There is perspiration on my brow and upper lip, and my heart is racing. Why do I keep having this dream? I do not believe in divination. Rolling over I grab my wand, cast tempus, and see that it's only 3:44 in the morning. Laying in my bed for a short while I realize that sleep will not return and I decide to take a shower and head to the common room. It's dark and the fire had burned down to just the embers. Staring into them I begin to think about the year and how it will go. How will we be challenged this year. During the summer I sent an urgent letter to Professor Snape explaining the new situation and that I needed help. At first I was nervous because he is well known for not liking Gryffindors. After receiving a reply all I had to do was wait and explain what had changed.

Oh yes you are wondering why I approached him in the first place. It happened at the end of fifth year. We had just returned from the Ministry of Magic. We were in the hospital wing and he was responsible for finding a cure for the curse that Dolohov hit me with. While treating me, he was berating me about letting Harry go to the Ministry and that we put everyones lives in danger because Harry had to play the hero. I was angry inside because of course Harry didn't listen and I told him it was an obvious trap, and that we should have just let the adults handle it. But soon it will become our war. I told the Professor that much. He looked like he was contemplating something so I left him to it.

It was the last day before term had ended and Professor Snape came to find me. He told me that he would visit me during the summer and that he had a proposition for me and to tell no one. Me being the curious person that I was agreed. After he walked away I wondered just what I had agreed to and was slightly shocked that the most feared Professor in all Hogwarts would approach me in the first place. After he left I was walking to the library contemplating this past year and I started to get irritated, Harry never listens to me. Thinking back on those last four years as well. Whenever I would offer him advice or try to warn him, he would blow me off and then when everything when to hell and back he would come basically apologize and say that I was right and that he should have listened to me. I was tired of it. Both him and Ron never take into consideration my thoughts and feelings until after. But I'm done dealing with it. I decided I was going to do things my own way, starting with learning new spells. If there is a war coming then I need to be prepared for the worst. Even if that means learning dark and grey magic. We need an advantage and I will do everything I can to achieve what is necessary to survive. That was almost six months ago.

A/N: This is just the beginning of my new story. Hope you enjoy and i will try to post a new chapter sometime next week! Until then!