-1Caya Quinn sat quietly on her bed, looking through the window at the red rocks of Sedona. This was her favorite spot to calm down after her night mares. Last night was one of the worst she had yet experienced. Of course she was always haunted by the past of someone else. Always the same girl with wavy chocolate hair and coffee colored eyes. A girl that died 4 years ago. That girl was Hermione Granger. She was the brightest witch of her age and she was a cold blooded killer.

Caya usually would dream about the murder itself or the moment that both sides of the law came for Hermione, one to take her in for questioning. The other to avenge the death of their fallen leader. Every so often, though, She would dream of the event that caused the bright, sensible, Gryffindor to snap and commit acts so brutal and terrible, no one could believe it. But last night she dreamt about it all. It played out like one giant dream all pieced together.

Dream

"Two more weeks!!!!" giggled Hermione. "Did you ever in a million years think that in two weeks you would be married to ME?!"

"If any one would have even suggested 2 years ago that we would have even be having a civil discussion, I think we BOTH would have hexed them to Jupiter and back." responded Draco Malfoy as he gazed adoringly into the eyes of his fiancée. My how he loved the woman before him. All the things that he thought he had hated about her in their youth, were the things he loved most now.

"You know it's funny how things work out." he mused. "I'm just glad that Dumbledore was able to see what was inside of me before I realized it to late. I just wish that I could have seen the light before" his eyes had started to mist. It was still a difficult thing for him to talk about, "before Snape killed him. I think that Dumbledore would be so happy to see us together."

"I know that he would be very happy for us. He would be so proud of you. Just like I am." she smiled as she lay her head on his chest.

"Well," Draco started on a more somber note, "there is something I need to talk to you about… I have a mission for the order. Now let me finish" he said as she started to interrupt. "I'm the only one who can do it and it will only take two days tops. I will be leaving at lunch tomorrow. But it does involve a meeting with my father." He searched her face for understanding but all he found was fear and anger.

"He'll kill you Draco, you know this. It wouldn't be the first try and…"

"And it won't be the last. I know this Hermione. We will be meeting in an open, public place and It will be safe. Please trust me?" he pleaded.

"I trust you with all of my life. But as much I trust you, that's how much I don't trust him." she finished quite coldly.

Draco left for his mission after lunch and as he kissed Hermione goodbye he whispered "Two days….then I will truly be yours forever" She smiled at him and walked him to the door. "I love you." He reminded her. " And I love you, so much" she replied. All of a sudden he was gone with a crack. That was the last time she ever saw him.

Hermione feared the worst, but with no body, she held out hope. It wasn't until the final battle three months later that she received the conformation she had been dreading. In a fierce duel with Draco's father Lucius , he told her what became of her beloved Draco. How he showed up and confessed that he was in love with a mud blood. How Draco couldn't be truly happy unless he was out of the way. It was then that her world ended.

"I had to kill my only son and it's all your fault!! The Malfoy line is doomed to end because you polluted my son's mind. With your sickly ideas of love and convincing him to turn his back on his Lord, His family and his DESTINY!!" Lucius was yelling at her as she felt reality come crashing down around her. As she fell to her knees hoping that Lucius would kill her and take away the pain, Ron who was only a few feet away and heard what Lucius had said, shot a stunning spell at him.

"Hermione, it's gonna be ok. I know it hurts, but you'll be ok. He did it. Harry killed Voldemort, not more than ten minutes ago! It's over." Ron tried to pull his friend up. Slowly she stood, her heart breaking and her world crumbling down around her. Hermione took one last look at the unconscious for of Lucius Malfoy as he was being gathered by the other aurors to be sent to Azkaban. She and Ron took off to find the rest of the Order members. She hardly realized that Ron's arm was still her main means of support.

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"Any volunteers to take prisoners to the drop off gate at Azkaban?" Mad-eye Moody asked to the crowd.

"I will" Hermione replied sounding weak and defeated.

"No, Hermione, go home and rest. That would be best for you right now." Ron pleaded with his friend thinking that this job was the last thing she need to deal with.

"Ron, this is exactly what I need to….take my mind off things. I'll meet you back at Headquarters, when I'm done" replied Hermione. "Thanks for worrying about me, but I need this right now."

"I understand, take care of yourself."

"Mad-eye, I'm reporting for transport duty. If you don't mind, nothing would give me more satisfaction than handing Lucius over to the dementors personally. I'm sure you understand." she said with a strange glint in her eye that no one seemed to notice.

With a searching look he nodded to Hermione and she walked over to Lucius, who was now bound and awake, grabbed a hold of his robes and disapperated with Lucius. However, they did not re-appear at the gate of Azkaban as Lucius had expected. They were in a wooded clearing, alone. She walked around to the front to face Lucius. It was then that he saw the rage, the almost maniacal gleam in her eyes. It was then that he realized that she didn't miss her apperation spot, she had no intention of sending him to Azkaban alive.

"Crucio!" she screamed as he writhed in agony. She dropped the curse and continued to shoot it at him off and on for almost an hour. "SECTUMSEMPRA!!" She yelled again as blood poured from Lucius' pain ridden body.

"All of this for that worthless son of mine, mud blood? He's hardly worth the time you'll spend in Azkaban!" Lucius was trying to save himself now. For the first time he showed true Fear in his eyes.

"Lucius, Your son is worth more than 10 of you. He was worth anything and everything."

The young woman was almost done though, she walked over to him and kicked him hard,

"I want you to see that there is no fear, no regret and no remorse in my eyes when I kill you Lucius."

He looked at her and sure enough, hatred and rage were the only discernable emotions she held. With an evil sneer to rival his own, she ended it all. "Avada Kedavra" With a flick of her wand she sent his body to Azkaban and she headed home.

Lucius' brutal murder was in the Daily prophet the next day along with Hermione being named the main suspect. She sat at her kitchen table reading the article and waiting for what she knew would come. When it did she walked to the door and saw Harry and Ron.

"Hermione, I hate being here under these circumstances. We need to bring you to the office for questioning." Harry said in a pained voice. "But Ron explained what Lucius said, so there shouldn't be any charges."

"It's okay Harry, I've been expecting you to be honest." Hermione turned to grab her cloak off the rack by the door, then everything went crazy. Spells came out of nowhere and suddenly there were half a dozen of the uncaptured death eaters. No doubt they were there to avenge Lucius, and they probably had no clue that their timing was quite bad. As spell were being flung about, Harry pushed and Hermione back into her flat. There was debris flying wildly about, smoke and dust everywhere. One death eater grabbed a hold of Hermione when the dust settled her scream was cut off as the two of them disappeared. The rest of the death eaters were sprawled along the floor.

"Where is she?" screamed Ron, looking around in panic.

"One of the death eaters grabbed her as he disapperated." Harry hung his head, his best friend was gone and it would be nearly impossible to find her in time.

What the two young Aurors did not know was that the death eater grabbed Hermione because she was trying to escape, he just got dragged along for the ride, but she managed to lose him before her destination. So when she reappeared she was alone in small cottage over looking the Scottish coast. It was a place that only her and Draco knew about. He had bought it anonymously so they could have a place to escape to when they needed to relax. It was fully stocked with never ending supplies, a full wardrobe, and emergency money in the safe. She never imagined actually using it to escape to in the literal sense. She sat in the cottage and though about her predicament. She knew she could never go back to her home, But she hadn't planned on ever returning anyway. As far as she was concerned things could not have gone any better, as long a Ron and Harry were alright. She decide to take a walk along the shore to clear her mind. She walked up to the caves and when the sun was setting decided to head back. Of course given the events of the last 48 hours nothing in Hermione's life could be that simple. One misstep and she was dangling precariously from the a rock just below the path and just above the surface of the water. She considered her options, She could either pull her self up or she could fall into the surf below and hope she wasn't crushed by the waves and rocks. Before she thought out her plan, her decision was made for her. The rock that she was holding onto crumbled and she fell into the water. That would prove to be the death of Hermione Granger. She was no more.

END DREAM

Two weeks after that fateful few days the wizarding world was in shock once again. The Daily Prophet held a sad and bitter headline;

BODY OF HERMIONE GRANGER FOUND ALONG SCOTTISH COAST NEAR ABERDEEN

For what appears to be retribution for Lucius Malfoy's death, The body of a woman bearing the resemblance of Ms. Hermione Granger was found by a family on a picnic at the beach.

The body had been in the water for nearly two weeks and was badly decomposed. The body was concluded to be Ms. Granger as the hair, height and weight all matched plus the letter to the ministry from an anonymous source that stated she had been disposed of. Ms. Granger was last seen being taken away by a rouge Death eater that has yet to be caught. Aurors Harry Potter and Ron Weasley had arrived at the flat of Ms. Granger and her Fiancée, Draco Malfoy to take her in for questioning in the death of the elder Mr. Malfoy. According to witnesses Lucius Malfoy had, the final Battle, cruelly described how he tortured and killed his own son. Of course, that was found to be untrue. As most of our readers will remember Draco Malfoy was found tortured and beaten, but alive in the dungeons of his fathers home four days after Ms. Granger's disappearance. Plans for funeral arrangements are being kept very quiet. We will bring you updates as soon as we know of them.

Draco Malfoy lay in his hospital bed at St. Mungoe's, recovering from his months of torture as he let out a searing howl of pain. The physical pain was all but gone, but finding out that the love of your life, your true soul mate is dead; that is the most terrible pain he had ever felt. He was left thinking to himself 'I'd rather be back in that dungeon, than here with no chance of her coming back.' The handsome blonde made up his mind right then. He needed to get away for a while.

In a small roadside hotel somewhere in America, a young woman with curly brown hair was looking over a map at the bedside table. She needed to cast a few glamour and concealment charms to change her look. Then she would head off to Sedona Arizona, where She had been hoping to spend her honeymoon. However, the wedding never came, but she really like the area. She would start her new life there. It was an area of natural and earthly magic. It would be perfect for her new start.

"I can't ever let them find me" she sighed to herself. She had no knowledge of that mornings headline back home in England. She hadn't read the wizarding world's newspaper since the morning she disappeared.

If only she had.