Four years ago , The Ministry of Magic forced me to become the greatest wizard assassin the wizarding world has ever seen. They took everything. My identity, my home, my family, my life, my friends. I used to be Hermione Jane Granger, attending Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizarding, but now I'm Nyla Burgess. I am the world's most powerful assassin, my powers rivaling with Harry Potter and even Voldemort. My friends no longer have contact with me. I miss Ron, Ginny, and Luna terribly. Harry and I have been partnered together to give defeat Voldemort and the Death Eaters and anyone who stands in our way. Harry was given a memory sweeping spell to make him forget me, he now knows me as Nyla and nothing else. Much like everyone else who ever knew Hermione Granger. They tried to make me forget, but how can I forget myself?
I remember my first day back to Hogwarts, my sixth year. Ron's flaming red hair and the crooked grin after he kissed me behind Hagrid's shack. Harry's broken glasses after Malfoy snapped them in half. Ginny's melodious laugh after Harry swung her over his shoulder to throw her into the lake. "Hermione! Come play Wizard's Chess with us!" Ginny and Cho had called to me. The real me, Hermione. I smiled as I raced them to the Griffyndor common room. The floaty pink gown I wore to the dance my fifth year. The jealousy written all over Ron's face as Viktor Krum's hand found it's way down my back and he leaned in to kiss me. I couldn't imagine why Ron had been so jealous until one night he proclaimed his love to me, two years later. He had blushed so brightly as he dropped to his knees in the middle of Gringotts. He stuttered when he asked me to be his wife. We had been engaged for two years, until one day I disappeared. I remember the Silencio spell hitting me as two Federal Wizards from the MoM tied me up tightly with ropes and slung me over their shoulders. I was powerless. They sat me down in a cold metal chair, removing the spell. "Hermione Jane Granger, you have been drafted by the Ministry of Magic's own Reginald Hiraldo to be the national assassin, helping to rid the wizarding world of death eaters and Voldemort in the final war." The taller, deeper voiced guard had read off an official MoM scroll. I could see the signature of Reginald Hiraldo's signature. Instantly, hatered filled me. "Why me?" I choked out. "According to the Hogwart's transcripts, you have been the most intelligent, useful student aside from James Potter and his son, Harry. Who you have been closely related to, is that right?" "Yes.. I suppose.. I'm his best friend.." "We have been given instructions to train you and help you hone your powers for the good of the wizarding world, Miss Burgess." "Burgess? I'm-" "Your Nyla Burgess now. If they realize Hermione Granger went missing, the Ministry of Magic could be compromised. They shouldn't remember anything though, we've cast a national memory sweeping spell tailored to eliminate Hermione Granger from the world's mind. We'll provide you with housing, relocation, a new identity. You'll be the government's secret weapon, Miss Burgess."