The New War

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Chapter 1

(Hermione P.O.V)

Damn Voldemort! He had to go and trick Harry! Now, we were running round the Department Of Mysteries with no idea of where we were going and to top it off we had gotten separated!

A Death Eater hit me with a silent curse, and I went down. Just before I blacked out, I was aware of my usually tight control over my psychic powers loosen. My mind went outwards and I was able to get all the Death Eaters to turn on each other and stun each other. Then, darkness consumed me.

When I came round I found myself in the Hospital Wing. Harry and Ron were by my bed, talking.

"Hey." I said.

"Hermione!" Harry said. "You're awake!"

"No, I'm just talking in my sleep. Of course I'm awake."

"How are you feeling Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Good. What did I miss?"

"Dumbledore and the Order arrived. Dumbledore must have used some spell or another to get the Death Eaters to turn on each other." Ron said.

"And when we got back to school, Dumbledore started searching for a mutant." Harry said.

"To be honest, I hope he finds them. Mutants are a threat to everyone. They're insane! Their powers drive them to insanity!" Ron said.

On the outside, I agreed with Ron, but on the inside I wanted to hit him. I wasn't an insane psycho. And neither were my parents. Well, dad was a bit borderline, but still! I'd gotten my Hogwarts letter for the first time and thought I'd found a safe place. But, just as I was about to reveal myself I found out that the wizarding had laws against mutants. Just against them, because they existed!

I was a new level of mutant. A telepath, that had powers that surpassed that of an Omega level mutant. I was also a second generation mutant. Well, counting my great Uncle I technically could be a third generation Mutant. My powers surrounded anything to do with the mind. I could read others minds, control them, create a psychic shield around my mind and my body. I'd also recently discovered that I could manipulate that shield to make myself float, and of course, fly. I was also telekinetic, among several other things.

I knew that Harry shared my view point that mutants weren't dangerous freaks. Not because he was a mutant, but because he knew they should be given a chance. Still, I hadn't told him about my abilities.

"So, what happened with the Prophecy?" I inquired.

"Well, Dumbledore let me hear it." Harry said, and he told me the whole thing.

"So, either you have to kill or be killed?" I asked

"Basically." He said, sounding depressed.

"Oh, Harry!" I said, hugging him.

Just then, Madam Pomfrey bustled over to us, and shooed Harry and Ron out. I was kept in for one more night and then let out.

When I was let out the next day, I found out that the search for the mutant was larger than I thought. Dumbledore had even brought in the Aurors. So I went back to my books so that I could keep calm and have tight reign on my powers. I couldn't afford one slip. Not even a small one. I didn't want to disappear like the other mutants who had developed the X-gene. But, on a brighter note, Harry told me that they had managed to clear Sirius' name.

I managed to get through the last couple of weeks without being detected. Or so I thought. When I got off the Hogwarts express and left Platform Nine and ¾ I found that my parents weren't waiting for me. Strange. They were normally waiting when I came back. I waited for half an hour, but then I had no choice but to use my emergency money to get a taxi home.

When I got home, I paid the driver, and he drove off. I was about to go in, when I saw something through the window. There were seven people in the living room. My parents, four Aurors and Dumbledore. I crouched down under the window, in a way that I could see without being seen, and hear what was being said through the open window.

Two of the Aurors were flanking my parents, and there were two behind them. Dumbledore was facing them.

"Is your daughter a mutant or not?" Dumbledore asked, his usually calm voice furious.

"Yes." My dad answered.

I saw my mother nudge him sharply. "She may not be. Just because we are doesn't mean Hermione is."

"Oh come on! We've both seen her telepathy in action Jane!" Dad said.

"Well, that settles that. And seeing as you are mutants, not humans." Dumbledore said. He raised his wand and pointed it at mum. "Avada Kedavra." There was a flash of green, and she collapsed. Dumbledore pointed his wand at dad. "Avada Kedavra." Another flash of green, and dad collapsed too. I saw all the Wizards apparate out of the room.

Tears were streaming down my face as I unfroze and shakily stood up. I walked inside slowly, partly from shock, and partly from not wanting to see the proof.

At the door to the living room, I stopped. There they were. There was a loud 'BANG'. I jumped and looked round at the house until I noticed my trunk was on the floor. I'd dropped it.

I walked to my mum, and knelt down beside her

"Mum?" I asked, shaking her body. "Mammy?" I asked again. "Please wake up. Please?" I looked at her face, and then dads, and then broke down sobbing. I don't know how long I sat there, crying, but by the time I stopped, it was getting dark. My sadness was turning into a burning hatred and anger. I wanted revenge. But I'd also get reform. There shouldn't be laws just against existing. That was the reason my parents were dead.

That was the moment I realised something. Voldemort and Dumbledore weren't that different. Not really. They both had to go. They couldn't be allowed any free reign. The only way to control them; was to kill them.

I stood up. "Don't worry mum. I'll make sure at least one world is safe for mutants." I whispered. "Dad, I know you hated me, but I promise you the same thing."

I left the room, and went upstairs to my room, taking my trunk and Crookshanks with me. I emptied my trunk onto my bed and got out a large duffle bag. Then, I enhanced its size. That's the thing about being a mutant; it can hide your magical signature when you're underage. I'd been doing magic outside school since I'd started. No one knew, of course. Then, I packed all my clothes, books and photos into the bag. I once again picked up Crookshanks' wicker basket and ran downstairs, two items in hand. I went into the kitchen, and picked up my parents purse and wallet, emptying them of money, and cards, glad mum had told me all their pin numbers, just in case of an emergency. Then, I left the house, not looking at my parents bodies. If I did, I'd break down again.

One of the Aurors had been a woman so, using my powers, I created a false image to fool those who saw me into thinking that I was her. To do so, I had to manipulate their thoughts slightly. I went to the nearest cash point, emptying the accounts as far as possible. Luckily, I was able to disable the camera at the ATM using my telekinesis. There was no way I could fool a machine.

Now all I had to do was find somewhere to stay. Hours later, I was wandering around, when I bumped into someone.

"Sorry!" We both said at the same time. I looked up at the familiar voice.

"Harry?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" he asked.

I could have slapped myself. I still had my false image up. I removed it.

"Hermione?" he gasped. "What the…?"

"I'm a mutant Harry." I said. I couldn't stop it spilling out.

"Oh."

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well, I ran away. I've discovered that I'm a mutant too." He explained. "My Uncle, started hitting me. Wherever a cut opened up, it healed over. He was so stunned, I just grabbed my things, and ran for it." Sure enough he had his trunk, and Hedwig's cage. "But what are you doing here? Similar thing?"

I shook my head. "My parents were mutants."

"Were?"

"Oh Harry! He killed them!" I sobbed.

"Who Hermione?" Harry asked, putting his trunk and Hedwig's cage down, and putting his hands on my shoulders. "Voldemort?"

"No." I moaned. "Dumbledore!"

"What?"

"I saw the whole thing!"

"Come on, let's go find somewhere to sit."

"I think there's a holiday inn around here somewhere." I said.

"What about money?"

"I got it covered." I sniffed. "Come on."

Then, we went and found a Holiday inn and got the last available room. In the room, I told Harry every thing that happened. To say Harry was shocked was an understatement.

"What do we do now?" He asked.

"I don't know. But what I do know is that we can't go back to Hogwarts."

"Then we'll teach ourselves." Harry said. "We'll get a permanent place to stay. We'll look out for each other, and plan a revolution."

"Sounds good." I said. "And I think being a mutant prevents the ministry from detecting underage magic. I've been doing magic outside school since I got my wand."

"No wonder you're so damn good! You practiced outside school!" Harry said, laughing.

"We'd better get some sleep. We have a long and dangerous day ahead tomorrow."

"Why, where are we going?"

"Diagon Alley." I answered him.

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