Hello hello! First fanfiction I've done in a long long time. So, excuse me if the beginning chapter is rather small. I promise they will become more lengthy in the near future.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.

Special thanks to - Marielle, who helped me come through with this fanfiction.

Sounds of breaking wood filled the corridor that lead to the Room of Requirement. Another noise sounded, the doors to the Room of Requirement quickly shut before the Fiendfyre escaped the enclosed place. Small groans, and 'ouches' were sounded as everyone who had just escaped that calamity rose up feeling the pain from hitting the ground so hard. The brooms were broken in half and nearly burnt at the back ends.

Hermione gripped the cobbled stone wall as she helped up Harry, as Ron shuffled on beside her. Draco and Goyle ran off without hesitation; they probably couldn't believe that they just lost Crabbe, even if he was the one to cause the Fiendfyre in the first place.

A slight grin began to creep upon Hermione's lips as she gazed to Harry, "Well, is it destroyed?" She nearly choked out. She was referring if the Diadem was destroyed or not. He took one quick glance from where the Room of Requirement was, and then back to Hermione.

"Yeah, it's destroyed alright. Crabbe's Fiendfyre destroyed it.." The trio stood in a slight silence for a bit as they thought of what just happened.

Earlier, Hermione and Ron were down in the Chamber of Secrets, destroying one of the last Horcruxes that needed to be destroyed. Once it was destroyed, they got soaked with tons of water, which soaked them both to the core. In the heat of the moment, they finally had their first kiss - Hermione's first kiss. It was blissful, and she rather enjoyed it. And when their lips departed, she fell speechless.

Seconds later, and after realizing what had just happened to the both of them, they set in that they had to find Harry before someone else did. The Marauder's Map came in handy, seeing that he had disappeared without a trace. Ron had noted that he might be in the Room of Requirement. It registered within Hermione's mind that he actually listened to her, maybe he did all along? A mental shrug was given.

Silence still filled the air, minus the occasional screams and booming sounds that filled the empty, and destroyed corridor.

"We should really find everyone else, Harry," Hermione noted as she rummaged through her jacket pocket and took out the Marauder's Map. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," Hermione pointed her wand to the warm parchment as writing began to sprawl out on the pages, "Alright, we need to make sure everyone is safe..." Almond eyes gazed up to the two boys as they nodded in unison.

The pages began to flip, everyone seemed to be still battling and in good condition, minus some lifeless ones which made Hermione's stomach turn into pure knots and her face go ghostly white. As the pages began to sprawl out more, Hermione noticed something unusual about a certain Weasley. Fred Weasley was by himself up on the seventh floor. He seemed to be waiting for something to happen, or just preparing himself for something. Eyebrows furrowed as Hermione closed up the Marauder's Map and gave it to Harry, "Since everyone is accounted for but Fred, I'm going to go and get him, is that alright with you two?"

"Yes, just be careful, Hermione," Ron sort of nearly choked out. He was sort of scared he might lose her tonight if she wasn't careful. However, she was strong and knew how to handle herself.

"We'll keep an eye out on you two on the Map," Harry said, pulling her into a hug. And Ron put his arms around the both of them as she pulled away.

"I'll be back, promise, and I'll have Fred with me, so don't worry." Hermione smiled to the both of them and with Bellatrix's wand in hand, she began her journey up to the seventh floor.

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Staring into her room, the young witch held her wand to her chest, along with a beaded bag. Those almond eyes of hers were roaming around her room as if taking the last glance at something so perfect, and so innocent.

The memory flooded Hermione like a wave was crashing over her.

After the beaded bag was latched onto her belt loop, she sauntered on down the stairs. Both of her muggle parent's were on the couch, back's to her as they watched muggle telly. Hermione bit the inside of her lip, suppressing unwanted tears that had just began to fill her eyes. Inching closer to her parents, she had the urge to take them up in her arms for the last time and to tell them that she loved them with all her heart. But, she knew deep down she couldn't do that.

Wand at the ready, those fragile hands of hers began to shake. Pointing the wand at the back of both of her parents, she took in a soft breath and uttered, "Obliviate." Seconds passed and her parent's eyes glazed over, and the pictures of her were now just empty frames. A knot began to form into her stomach as she let some tears go off of her face.

Now, it was her time to leave.

Turning on her heel to go, she made it out of her home that she grew up in and glanced over her shoulder for the very last time. A sigh was released as Hermione began on her journey that would change her life forever.

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It almost seemed as though her life was flashing before her eyes. Hermione made her way up, up, and up, and the memories of her childhood, and younger years at Hogwarts began to arise within her brilliant brain. It all seemed so weird to her, as if she was going to die. Though, she knew she wouldn't because there was nothing to worry. All she had to do was get Fred, and get back to the Weasley family along with Harry.

Fred.

For some reason when she thought of him, and seeing him, her spirits brightened and her heart race quickened. A loss for words and even thoughts of it occurred, as she took note of her own behavior and crept up to the final stair that would lead her to her final destination.

In the next chapter: What exactly will happen on the 7th floor?

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