AN: A story that came up after I watched "Breaking Dawn pt 1". So it contains MAJOR spoilers for it!

Anyway, just wanted to point out that the main character, Hermione, will be making some remarks during the chapters (most of the time in the end of the chapters). That remark will be cursive and written in first-person (diary-form) as opposed to the rest of the story (with the exception of the prologue)

Hope you enjoy!

PROLOGUE

When you watch a good movie, or a bad movie, or the best movie you have ever seen, you sometimes find yourself wanting to be a part of it. You feel your heart pumping, adrenaline's rushing through your body and all you want to do is to just jump at that white piece of cloth and sink into the moving pictures.

Of course you don't, because in the last moment you tell yourself that it's not possible to do that.

Honestly, if it wasn't, my whole life up 'til now would be impossible. Or at least every day since I turned twelve, because that was when it started.

My name is Hermione. And no, I'm not Hermione Granger from the Harry Potter-stories. In fact the only thing that really connects us is our names.

And I know that because I've met her.

Yes, I've met Hermione Jane Granger, later Weasley because of her marriage. And that's why I was saying that my life would be considered impossible, but it isn't; I've met characters in the movies I've watched and it has been as real as any normal day in your life.

Perhaps I should explain a bit. First, for those of you who did not know, Hermione means to travel. And that is what I do; I travel. But not just between countries; I travel between our world and those that are fictional.

It's a trait that runs in the family; that thought it's impossible which should come right during that adrenaline-rush isn't one we can think. Well, alright, I can think it, but not the first time. And after that it's impossible for you to sincerely believe that it is impossible, so you just keep going.

I made my first travel when I was twelve, which is when this power manifests in some members of my family. I was at the cinema with my father, watching Return of the King, and then I was suddenly standing in Minas Tirith as the city was under attack.

Luckily my father came along for the trip as well. He hadn't inherited the gift, but he had often been pulled along when my grandmother or uncle had gone in. That's how I found out that sometimes, you might need support from those around you and then they are pulled into the movie with you. But they can't travel on their own; they need one of us, one of the travelers, to go. We call those people that come with us companions.

So, that was my first time; standing in the White City, helping to fight, watching from a distance as Sauron was killed… and then I was suddenly back in the seat at the cinema and nothing had happened there. The movie continued from where I'd experienced going into it and I was nowhere to be seen in it.

My father, and grandmother, later explained that travelers have tasks to accomplish in the story they go into. If they hadn't the story would have been different, since characters have a will and life of their own. As a traveler, though, you often do not know what your task is. You act on instinct and it turns out for the better.

Or it should. One time something went wrong. During one travel, I changed the story of an entire species.

The vampires.