This idea just won't go away; I know I should be consentrating on my other story 'Chasing a shadow' (check it out) but this idea has been floating around in my head for a bit now. Don't own Harry Potter because if I did then Hermione would have had a bit more support I mean come on she was tourtured by Bellatrix Lastrand people, show her some love. Oh and Remus and Tonks are alive. Any who hope you enjoy don't own anything except Draco Malfoy.

Ok Ok I don't own him either (grumble to self) :(

The crowded class room was alive with chatter and murmmerings between the animated students all with their own suspicions as to what the DADA professor was going to do today. The room was split with one side Slytherin and the other Gryffindor, the split however was less define then a couple of years before and many students from different houses were friends, yet some people still had a hard time getting rid of there prejudiste even after the war. Near the front stood the Golden trio; Harry, Hermione and Ron, who after the decided to go back to Hogwarts and finish there missed school year (and it had nothing to do with Hermione threatening Harry and Ron that if they didn't she would hex them so bad they wouldn't be able to walk for a week; well ok that maybe had something to do with them going back). At the front of the class room stood a tall, dark, intimidating wardrobe which seemed to have an air about it which made all the students keep away.

Not long after the murmmering had turned to full on talking did Remus Lupin the returned Defense against the dark arts Professor enter the room and stood infront of the daunting box. The teenagers slowly grew silent as they watched him observe them.

"Now class" He began " Today we will be undergoing a test of sorts. It should be quite simple yet you never know with these things. Can anyone remember one of the main topics we studied about a couple of years ago?" Putting his hands in his pockets and looking eagerly at the class. "Werewolves" was shouted from the back of the class quickly followed by a small laugh from some of the students. Yet if the students were expecting a bad reaction from the Professor they were mistaken, instead he game them a smile and a small chuckle before inclining his head at the group.

"Your right of course but I was looking for something beginning with a B; any one?" As he said this a hand shot up above the croud.

"Yes Miss Granger?"

"Boggarts, sir" Came the eager reply.

"Very good, very good now to those who can't remember what a boggart is?" When he finished he automaticly looked at Hermione waiting for her hand to shoot up in the air and when it didn't did he finally notice the look of fear on her face. "Neville, can you remember?"

The young boy stuttered for a few minutes, even though he was a hero who fought in the war and even killed Nagini with the sword of Gryffindor he was still overly shy in front of alot of people. (A/N: Aw soo cute :))

"N-N-No-one knows what it looks like b-because it takes the form of the thing you fear the most. You can get rid of a boggart by casting the spell r-r-ridikulus " Came his quiet reply. Lupin noticed that the whole class had gone silent and all had a look of worry or fear on their faces proberly wondering what form their boggart would change into.

"No-one has to worry about what they see; what goes on in this room stays in this room understood." When every one had nodded he clapped his hands together. "Well then who wants to go first?"

As expected many peoples boggarts were things like Death Eaters, or watching people and class mates aound them die, however this did not stop the class and more people were determined to face their fears. "Ridikulus!" Cried Harry Potter who's boggart was seeing Ron Hermione and Ginny dead at the feet of Voldermort who was laughing crualy, making everyone in the room shudder. After he said the incarnation Voldermort started to choke on his laugh which in turn made his head grow like a bloon and eventually pop with a loud bang causing everyone to laugh. Many people faced the boggart and the class got more enthusiestic as time went by.

"Ha alright everone settle down right who's next? Mister Weasley why don't you have a go?"

Ron inched closer to the boggart his ears going red from fright. The boggart which was still in the shape of Pansy Parkinsons boggart; it was herself in a Death Eaters mask and robes, suddenly changed into the shape of Harry and Hermione.

"Why would we want you? You're nothing, nothing but a cowardly wimp, leaving us in that forrest all on our own. We could have died ,and it would have been all your fault; all your fault!" Shouted the Harry doppelganger with the twin Hermione glaring at him; the two people then suddenly dropped to the ground a green glow surrounding them til they were lying on the ground both dead. The only sound that could be heard in the room was Ron's voice clearly and calmly state "Ridikulus." and the two bodies vanished into a puff of smoke.

Lupin broke the silence with a small clap and a pat on the clearly shaken boy's shoulder.

"Well done, you did very good, now Miss Granger why don't you come up and try?"

The girl suddenly grew tense and she tried to silently beg with her eyes to the Professor not to make her do it. "Come now Miss everyone else has had a go or is going to have a go, now it's your turn." He spoke gently but with a tone that told her not to disagree. With a deap breath she walked close to the boggart.

When she was close to the boggart which was still in the shape of smoke from Ron, it began to twirl and sliver infront of her. As the smoke soon disappeared a head of curly black hair poked out from behind the wooden door of the wardrobe.

"Ah! Why hello girlie he he come for some more girl on girl time hummm." Screached a high pitched manic voice and everyone in the room let out a loud gasp as they recognise none other then Bellatrix Lastrange strut out of the darkness.

"Weeellll who can blame you, since we had so much fuuun last time." Everyone shuddered as they realised that she had a knife in her hand and her wand in the other. Suddenly a ghost like image of Hermione appeared at by the feet of Lastrange who quickly straddled her waist and cackled at the real Hermione who had gone a sickly shade of white and start to shake, the rest of the class forgottan as she watched her past play out infront of her eyes.

Some girls started to tear up as they watched in horror as Bellatrix start to carve into Hermiones ghost arm while she screamed, cried and start to shake from her sobs.

"Hermione, you need to calm down and do the spell." Sounded the gentle yet firm voice of Professor Lupin but he was soon cut off by a loud hysterical laugh.

"Noo! Come now girlie don't do that I've got a special guest with me who would just lurve to see you; again." The mad witch laughed at Hermione, as everyone in the class were starting to fill with dread over the new comer.

"No" Came the whispered reply from the terrified girl at the front.

The only response was a deep chuckle from inside the seemingly endless wardrobe, the person who stepped out made Lupin tense and start to growl.

There standing behind Bellatrix, looking down smiling at the tourtured girl was Fenrir Greyback.

This is going to be a two-shot so I should be updating soon. By the way I don't have a Beta so I'm sorry for any mistakes I've made. I would also like to know what pairing you would like this story to be:

Hermione/Harry

Hermione/Draco

Hermione/Severus

Hermione/Theodore (Nott)

Please review, show me some lovin'. :)