Chapter 1
The first thing that crossed Hermione's mind when she woke up was, "It hurts," followed by "Where am I?" And finally "What the hell happened?"
Looking around, she managed to deduce that she was in the infirmary at Hogwarts, and only then did she remember the battle of the Ministry of Magic. Hermione, Harry, Ron, Neville, Ginny and Luna went to the Ministry to rescue Sirius, but when they reached the Hall of Prophecies the only thing they had expected of them was Death Eaters. It had not been all a trap because Voldemort knew that Harry was going to save his godfather, and where Harry was going, Hermione would, too. It was all a plan for Lucius Malfoy to retrieve a prophecy concerning Harry and the Dark Lord and another concerning Hermione and Draco Malfoy. This meant that only the owners of the prophecies could take it from the shelves and thus they could get both at once.
When they refused to deliver the prophecies a fight took place and the last thing Hermione can remember is to silence Dolohov before being struck by some spell with a strong purple color.
As she looked around, she noticed that Ron was sleeping on a bed to her right and that Luna Loveggod was sitting in the chair at the edge of her bed looking at her. "Hello, Hermione, how do you feel?" Hermione looked at her for some time before she could respond. Luna had her hair all tangled, her face full of dust, a scratch on the right cheek, torn and dirty clothes.
"My chest hurts, I just remember a curse reaching me and after waking up here. What happened next?" Luna looked at her steadily before sighing and recounting what happened next.
"Right after Dolohov hit you, Neville managed to hit him with a stupefy but Malfoy was just behind and struck a spell that shot me and Neville against a wall. He picked up on your prophecy that had rolled on the floor and then disappeared behind Harry, and then the order came, and one of Ronald's brothers brought you over here for Madame Pomphrey to treat you. There were no deaths fortunately. Ronald fell into a brain tank, has a few marks but it will happily go back to 100 percent. Neville broke his nose and Ginny twisted an ankle. Bellatrix almost managed to kill Sirius but fortunately Professor Lupine saw it and sent him a spell that made him fall on his back and the spell of Bellatrix narrowly missed! "
Hermione straightened to try to assimilate everything that Luna was telling her, but before she could ask him any more questions, Madame Pomphrey, who had heard them talking, rushed to them and her arms full of jars of potions. "It's a good thing you've already woken up Miss Granger, you were very lucky. Let's go there and take the right medication I told you about what it was that hit." and opening the bottle behind the bottle, forced her to take them all without giving her even time to breathe. "Well Miss Granger for the next two weeks will have to take ten potions a day and she will not be able to perform magic. The curse with which you were hit should have exhausted your magic core in a way that he would never recover. Fortunately, as you silenced it, the curse was not effective and only weakened it. You will have to rest a lot in the next two weeks but after that it must be fully recovered."
"Sorry my dear, I did the best I could but it will get a scar." added the nurse in a soft voice.
Hermione sighed deeply, but decided she still did not feel mentally capable of seeing the size or the appearance. "No problem Madame Pomphrey, I'm sure that when this is over I'll have many more to join this one."
"Scars are only traces of what we live!" Luna said in her dreamy voice, squeezing Hermione's hand to give her comfort.
"Miss Lovegood is right. Miss Granger, do you think we can talk in private?" asked Dumbledore that he had entered the infirmary without anyone noticing and with Harry behind him.
"Of course Professor. Harry, are you okay?" Hermione asked looking at Harry trying to figure out if he would be hurt.
"I'm fine, Hermione, I'm sorry I did not listen to you, we could all have died because of my idiocy." he replied, lowering his head in embarrassment.
"No problem, Harry, we're all well and that's all that matters. Luna, do you mind coming back tomorrow? And thanks for staying with me!"
"Until tomorrow Hermione, you'll be fine and you'll see that in the end everything will make sense. Professor Dumbledore, I think I have to pack, right?" asked Luna. "Yes, Miss Lovegood, do I need to tell you what time you have to be here tomorrow or do you have that part covered too?" Dumbledore stared at her with sparkling eyes. "I'm here in time, don't worry, and see you tomorrow." And with a tight hug to Hermione and a smile to Harry, Luna turned his back and left the infirmary.
"Extraordinary young lady, our Miss Lovegood." Dumbledore said with a dreamy look. "Now, I think Miss Granger would like to know better what happened and why. Am I correct?"
Harry approached Hermione and sat in the chair that Luna had vacated and took Hermione's hand to give her strength. "I already know almost everything the Professor will tell you, can I stay with you?"
"Of course Harry, you're my brother in everything but blood. You know that." said Hermione, grinning at Harry. "Professor Lucius Malfoy was so desperate to have the prophecies, and why is there one with my name?"
Waving his wand to make sure their conversation was not heard, Professor Dumbledore conjured a comfortable red velvet-covered highchair and sat down. "I'll start by telling you a story. Sixteen years ago, on a cold, rainy night, I interviewed a candidate for the position of Divine Arts teacher at the inn. She gave me the impression that she had no gift, so I prepared to tell her politely that I would not hire her when she went into a trance and told me the prophecy of young Potter. It was after Potter's prophecy that she started saying yours." Dumbledore removed from his pocket and enlarged a shallow basin of stone with runes engraved around the berm. Raising his wand toward his own forehead, he withdrew thin threads of thought and deposited them in the Pensive. Sitting back, he asked Hermione if she was ready and to his wave, he thrust the tip of the wand into the silver mass.
There emerged from there a figure wrapped in shawls, with eyes extraordinarily magnified by the glasses. But when Sybill Trelawney spoke, it was not in her usual ethereal and mystical voice but in a harsh, rough voice that Hermione had never heard:
"The magical daughter of the family of the phoenix was born in the middle of the nine month.
She is the daughter of a line of daughter's without magic, but her magic is going to be stronger.
She is going to be the wisdom and hope that will help the Chosen One to end the Dark One.
The strength of her and her mates love are going to be a powerful weapon. With her mates, her magic will grow and chance for the best potential.
But if the Chosen One flops, the Dragon are going to crush her heart, her hope, her loves and her freedom; and the Darkness will rule our world.
The Magical daughter of the family of the phoenix was born in the middle of the nine month…"
When the image faded, Hermione stared at the spot where she had stared in disbelief. "But this prophecy can't be about me. I do not belong to the phoenix house. I know this is the symbol of your house Professor, and my parents are Muggles."
"It's you Hermione; even I just know that it's you. Think, it's always you who are always by my side to help. Ron has failed me, but you've never been, I'm the chosen one, I can't live while Voldemort is alive. It's us who are going to end this!" Harry said assuredly.
"But I don't belong to the Dumbledore family, it's impossible, my parents are dentists!" Hermione replied, to which Professor Dumbledore offered to explain. "I know that your parents are dentists, Miss Granger. When this prophecy was made I did some research. In this investigation I discovered that my aunt Honoria Dumbledore had a daughter, she never got married, and at that time having a child like that was difficult. From what I discovered, she got a muggle family to adopt this child who was squib; this baby was your maternal grandmother." giving her a pause to take it all in, Professor Dumbledore sighed before crossing his fingers and continuing "After Christmas, our spy informed us that Voldemort and Lucius Malfoy had gained knowledge of your prophecy and wanted to hear it at all costs. So I talked to your parents, we did tests to prove that you are my family and since then I have prepared everything so that you can start your training and be protected. "
"What about my parents? Who protects my parents?" asked Hermione in anguish. "They are hidden with protection and out of the country. Your guard has been assigned to me as your next of kin, and as soon as this is settled, we will get your parents. I promise!" replied Dumbledore calmly. "Tomorrow, you will leave for a safe location with three people who will train you. Sirius Black goes with you for a short time, just to help you finish you're training in animagus and to help you get used to the area. You go where he was hiding some time when he escaped from Azkaban. When your training is complete he comes back to help Harry ..."
"But will not Harry go with me?" interrupted Hermione. "I can't go with you, I have to go back to the Dursleys, that's where I'm safe, and I'll explain later." he reassured her, smiling.
"Yes, well, there are also two elements of the order of the phoenix: I chose them not only for their competence but also because they are supposed to be working out of the country, Charlie and Bill Weasley, they will take care of you, protect and train you, and I want you to take Miss Lovegood with you. " Dumbledore told him. "Luna? Why Luna?" Hermione asked in amazement. "I know you don't believe in these things but she has a gift that will be useful to you. She is loyal, smart and I ask you to listen what she has to say. Before her death, Miss Lovegood's mother was a brilliant witch. In addition to inventing spells and potions, she also had the gift of sight. Not like our esteemed Professor Trelawney, but more to day-to-day things. I know that Miss Lovegood also shares the gift because I never told her that she was going too, and yet she told us that she had to go packing. That's why I want her to go with you, Miss Granger. It's going to be good for both of you, are what both of you need. "
Hermione looked at him with the look of someone who wanted to complain, but with a sigh she shook her head yes. Which caused Harry to snort in disbelief. Unfortunately for him, Hermione listened and gave him a crack at the back of her head. "Please Harry; give me a reason to hex you." This only made Harry laugh more openly. "You can't, Madame Pomphrey says you can't use magic in the next two weeks!"
"I'll ask Ginny!" she replied with a smirk capable of rivaling Malfoy's. "Professor, when does she leave?" asks Harry, trying to change de subject.
Dumbledore, who had been watching them with a faint smile on his face, straightened and looked more serious, "Tomorrow, it is certain that by this time Mr. Malfoy has heard the prophecy and has already written to his son to give instructions. We can't risk him doing anything before it's time. Tomorrow morning Miss Granger will pick up a port-key to the location where she will train. Now let's let her rest. It's late and tomorrow she'll have to wake up early to deal with the last details. Miss Granger, the elves have already packed up all their stuff for the summer, and your parents also gave me your belongings before they went into hiding. "Dumbledore got up and make disappear his armchair before nodding to Harry."; "Professor, can I stay? I don't want her to stay unprotected and she's gone tomorrow ... ";" Of course Harry, get up so I can transfigure your chair into something more comfortable." And after transfiguring Harry's chair on a bed he turned his back with a He nodded and left the infirmary.
"What do you think of it all, Hermione?" Harry asked after making sure no one was listening.
"I found out that my life is even more confusing than I thought it was, and yet I feel it all makes sense, do you know where I'm going?"
"I only know it's a little town in America, I do not even know the state. Dumbledore just told me that's where you had to be. It was very strange, Hermione, when I asked why you were going tomorrow, or why had to be Ron's older brothers to accompany you, he just said that to be all right that's how it had to be. "
"My prophecy was talking about mates, do you think he knows who they are and it's why he's doing this?" asked Hermione with a frown.
"Maybe. He knows everything. I have to go back to the Dursleys because, because of my mother's sacrifice, it's where I'm most safe, he said they were blood wards."
"Well, it's possible. Harry, your mother's sacrifice saved you right?" and to his nod she continued, "Then as your aunt is her sister, there you are also protected by her blood. It will be all right, you will see that we will succeed." she said, shaking his hand.
"I want you to enjoy the summer Hermione, study and learn what you have to learn but do not think about Voldemort, when you come back, let's make plans, we'll be stronger and we'll know what to do, I promise I'll find a way to contact you." said Harry with a smile.
"You're the best brother Harry." replied Hermione, yawning.
"Sleep, you have plenty to do tomorrow. I'll take care of you." said Harry and giving her a kiss on the forehead lay down on the bed that Dumbledore had transfigured to rest for the next adventure that was to begin.
When they woke up the next morning, was to see a very angry Ron at the bottom of their bed. Harry and Hermione looked at each other before Harry sighed and asked Ron:
"Are you all right Ron? What's going on?"
"Everything fine with me, I just hope I didn't wake up the lovebirds." replied with a sneer.
"You're being irrational Ron!" said Hermione.
"What I do know is that I woke up in that bed alone, while the lovebirds are here together, I was attacked by brains, and I could have died!"
"I don't have the patience to deal with children now, you can treat him please, Harry, it's almost time for me to go and I still want to rest a little more." said Hermione with a grimace. Harry sighed, but did as she asked, standing up and grabbing him by the arm. She took him to the bed where he was and putting privacy spells all around him, turned to face him with a grimace.
"What do you think you're doing? She was almost killed Ron. She will not be able to use magic for weeks, and you complain about burns that you don't even notice?"
"If she is that bad, I don't know how she has the energy for whatever you were doing."
"Don't be stupid, Ron, we sleep. She's my sister, and you know it."
"It's ok. So tell me, what story is this of prophecy, did they get them?"
"Mine was destroyed, and Malfoy was able to get Hermione's, but as they were made to Dumbledore, he was able to tell us the contents of them. Mine basically says that only I can kill Voldemort, and that none can live while the other lives."
"And hers? She's got to do with the ferret. What is it?" It was at that moment that Harry realized how obsessed Ron was of Hermione, and he didn't like it at all.
"Her prophecy, only she can tell you, and I will not let you upset her now. She was greatly injured and Professor Dumbledore arranged a place for her to spend the summer to be safe and well. She is going away today."
"She could go to Burrow, there she was safe. Are you going too, right?"
"No Ron, neither of us is going there this summer. Hermione's going away from here and I have to train." Harry said, starting to lose what little patience he still had.
"Are you going to spend all summer studying and training? It's summer!"
"Do not be stupid Ron, you heard what I said, I have to kill Voldemort, I have to do it otherwise a lot of people will suffer."
And leaving him planted at the edge of the bed, he turned his back and went to sit on the edge of Hermione, on the bed which Madame Pomphrey had, however, already transfigured into a chair. Hermione was asleep, both hands under her head, her expression soft and peaceful. Hair scattered on the cushion in soft ringlets.
It was not many past eight in the morning when the doors to the ward opened, letting in Professor Dumbledore and Snape, Sirius Black, Bill and Charlie Weasley with a dreamy Luna a few steps behind.
"Good morning, how are you Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked after assuring the privacy of the conversation.
"I'm fine, a little sore in the scar area but Madame Pomphrey already saw me today and says that if I take the right potions I'm good in the blink of an eye." said Hermione with a smile, "now I believe you told me we had things to deal with today, Professor?"
"Yes, first of all, with the permission of your parents, I am now your guardian. Basically it is as if I adopted you, or rather, I recognized you as belonging to the Dumbledore family, who here we all know that you belong. roles your age has been upgraded, and thanks to that year with the time-turner you are already seventeen and so you can do magic outside the school at will, which will be very good for your training.
"That's good, so my name is Hermione Dumbledore now, and my parents agreed with it?"
"Yes Hermione, in your bag that came from home is a letter from your parents to you. If you want to respond you can give the answer to Sirius that when he comes back here he tries to get her to the destination."
"Thank you Professor, for trying to protect them, is it time?"
"Yes Miss Dumbledore!" says Dumbledore with a smile, "the boys have the instructions of your potions and Miss Lovegood has your luggage."
Hermione gives Harry a tight hug and whispers in her ear. "Take care of you little brother, I'll stay strong to help you win this." and with a kiss on his cheek he walks over to the group waiting for her.
"Here's the port-key, on one last note, there's a legend in our family that when we least expect it, a phoenix will appear to light our way." "Good luck Miss Dumbledore." the Headmaster said, his eyes sparkling.
After everyone touched the feather, and after a strong blue light the group disappeared, leaving behind only Harry and Professor Dumbledore.