Chapter 1

It was the spring of 1998, normally it would be the end of term at Hogwarts, but not this year. In fact the castle was mostly empty except for the lone headmaster, Severus Snape. He looked at the portrait of his dear friend Albus Dumbledore. He starred in silence for a long time with what seemed to be tears at his eyes.

"What should I do? They have her, and it's my fault. I should have been honest with her. Not allowed her mother to convince me she would be safer with a muggle family. Not knowing about me, will lead her to a fate worse than death. Albus what should I do?" Snape asked the portrait in tears.

"Severus, you should have told the girl, before she had started at Hogwarts. You are a smart man, but keeping this information was the most foolish thing you could have done," Albus said to him honestly.

"But what should I do? The order is ambushing Malfoy Manor tonight, she went with them. I can't protect her there, not without someone seeing me," The headmaster said trying to think. The once potions teacher was a smart man, but he seemed to be very distressed.

"Whatever you do there are whispers, you must move quickly Severus. You are only wasting time with me," Albus said to the man. Severus wiped his tears with a nod as he stormed out to join the fight.

When Snape arrived at Malfoy Manor moments later he had come to realize he was too late. Voldemort knew. He always knew, and they were ready. When he stepped out of the fire place he saw student's bodies across the floor. Coworkers and some of his classmates also laid dead. Remus' body laid dead before him, and he kept walking the worse the scene became. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley laid before him as well as their daughter. They went down together, but he had to keep going. More faces, Luna's, Ron's, face by face heart ache hit him as he say teacher and students. Members of the ministry and death eaters lay dead across the darkly lit manor. Then he saw it as he approached the main stair case. The young Potter's body had been hung from the chandelier in celebration of the dark lord's victory. It was horrifying as he saw his god son sitting on the step drinking mercilessly as he looked at his class mates around him.

"Draco, where is she?" Snape asked as if it should be obvious who she was.

"She who?" Draco asked as he took a large gulp of fire whisky as his foot kicked the hand of a classmate in Hufflepuff robes.

"The third part of the golden trio," He sneered at his nephew. "Granger," he added.

Draco snorted, she got out with a few others, but don't worry Auntie Bella is off to find them," Draco said to his god father drunkenly.

A look of fear passed over Snape's usually solemn features. It disappeared it quickly, but still there was still fear.

The sounds of screams rang in the young witches ears. All she could hear was Harry screaming for them to run. It had been a trap. He had died, killing the horcrux but they were expecting it so they had waited for Harry to come back, and made sure to make sure he was properly dead. The last thing she heard was his screams. Tears teased at her eyes as she ran with Neville and the Twin. They were the only ones left. Everyone they ever loved dead. Her mum and dad, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly, Remus, Tonks, Luna, Ginny, Harry, and Ron. That hurt her deeply. It hurt so deeply. He had pushed her to safety when Bellatrix had decided that the pretty little" mudblood" would be her next target. They had finally decided that they should be together, but now it was useless. He was dead.

She just kept running faster and faster with each passing moment until finally she collapsed exhausted. She laid there for what felt like an eternity, sobs escaping her lips as she finally cried. She felt someone pick her up.

"Come on 'Mione, we have to keep going," She heard the familiar voice. Fred had scooped her up and kept moving. She knew she had to be brave but right now she would rather be dead. Despite her heartbreak she felt selfish for breaking down. Fred and George had lost everyone, their mum, dad, sister, and brother. Still they had each other, Charlie and Bill who were in hiding in Egypt. But they knew Hermione was a brave girl and didn't deserve the pain she now suffered from.

Days went by and they had hardly stopped until they got to someplace they thought safe. There they regrouped. Every now and again they moved to keep Bellatrix off their trail, but for now they were safe.

Within the following months Hermione and Fred grew closer. Him and George kept things light when they needed it most and it was appreciated, but Fred was the one Hermione turned to when she needed someone to talk to. He had a knack for healing spells and helped keep the infection to a minimum in Hermione's arm. He had really wished he could have gotten rid of the nasty scar that Bellatrix Le Strange left on her arm. It enraged him to know a kind girl like Hermione would be hurt in such a way. He had become very protective of the younger witch as months passed. Hermione didn't noticed, but George and Neville did.

Years began to pass as the group stayed together there had been a few close encounters, with the new Royal Empire. They had been lucky enough not to have been split up, and it didn't take long for them to become a little family of their own. Though within the last 7 years much had changed. Including the slim silver rings around Fred and Hermione's left hand ring fingers. The two had fallen in love and had married in the fall of 2002. Life was quiet for a while, especially when they went into hiding in Egypt. Life was good for them when they finally got out of the Royal United Empire.

Three years passed before their world was shaken once again, but in a good way. Hermione had become pregnant with Fred's child. The excitement they felt was something they hadn't felt in a very long time. On July 2, 2005 Hermione and Fred welcomed a little boy into the world. They named him Theodore James Weasly. What confused them was the thick dark black hair, but he did have his father's blue eyes. The moment was perfect.

It had been a week since Hermione and Fred welcomed there little bundle of hope into the world and Hermione couldn't have been happier. But of course it was too good to last. Early in the morning while their household was sleeping there was a loud banging on the door. And before they had a chance it blew open. Hermione jumped up from bed grabbing her wand as she headed out. Fred saw that and rushed to the nursery to protect Teddy. The sight before Hermione stunned her. Bellatrix Le strange and a mob of Death Eaters stood in the door way.

"Search everywhere, but eave the mudblood for me," The woman screeched as Hermione turned to run to alert the others, but it was no more than moments before she felt something hit her back and she fell to the floor. She couldn't move or talk, but she could see. Before she knew it she saw Bellatrix standing over her with a wicked smile.

"Hello dearie, but you've been a very naughty mudblood," Bellatrix said to her cruelly. Insanity radiated off the woman as she snapped for her cronies to grab Hermione. Bellatrix didn't want to deal with interruption so she quickly wanted to aperated the group out of the room cheering. They appeared in a dark cold room where Bellatrix instructed the Death Eaters to drop and disarm Hermione, before the walked out laughing, leaving Hermione alone.

She took a moment to process what happened. She was alone, and didn't know where she was or if Fred and Teddy were alright. Oh god she hoped they were alright as she laid in the dark. Despite her fear and unknown location he dozed off against her better judgement.

AN: So what do you think? Trust me things will make sense later I promise, just bear with me. So once again should R&R. Thanks