A/N: And here is the long awaited story that I seemed to have mentioned in a random chapter. I deemed it too long to be a oneshot, so it will be delivered as several short chapters! Please read and review!

When Eyes Meet…

Very often in our lives, we do something, wondering just how we had agreed to get ourselves in such a predicament. This was exactly how twenty-year-old Hermione Granger felt as she looked upon the fight that she was to take part in. perhaps it had been Harry's insatiable thirst to avenge his parents' death or maybe it had been her natural instinct to do what was right-after all, she was Harry's friend and a part of the Golden Trio. She would have contracted Harry's vengeance, wouldn't she? No, that could not have been it. In the end, Hermione decided that it had probably been the cruel tricks of fate.

Four years since Dumbeldore's death and three years out of Hogwarts, Hermione Granger was not only a fully-fledged witch, but also a proud member of the association called The Order Of The Phoenix. During the four years that had preceded Professor Dumbeldore's death, The Order had tracked down death eaters and sent them to Azkaban.

The very few that has managed to elude The Order had formed an ally and had charged in the fortresses of Hogwarts on a stormy night, demanding that a war be proclaimed the very night. Clearly outnumbered, yet undaunted, the death eaters had refused to head a refusal. In the end, Headmistress McGonagall had agreed. The war had commenced. Lessons were ended and school was closed till further notice.

The Order had had enough people without Hermione at first. However, as the war continued, lives were lost on both sides and surprisingly, the death eaters had been leading.

Hermione silently berated herself for volunteering as she looked upon the onslaught of people warring against each other. It was not that she did not want to help, because she did. She could not day she was not apprehensive of dueling though. Her mind reeled from just watching the swishing wands. Taking a deep breath, Hermione steeled herself and looked for a death eater to battle or a battle to join.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Hermione saw Ron battling furiously with a masked death eater. She smiled as she saw his ears flushed as red as his flaming hair whilst he concentrated on killing the death eater in front of him. With a sudden jolt, Hermione realized that another death eater was approaching with his wand pointing at Ron's back. Instantaneously, without thinking that just moments ago she had been afraid to fight, without thinking about what she was doing, Hermione pointed her wand at the death eater and yelled, "Crucio!"

Hermione had never used or even tried using an unforgivable curse before. Heck, she did not even know of how to use them, but to think of a death eater creeping up on her best friend was just plain infuriating! Hermione had flared up at once and fired the unforgivable, but her lack of practice had resulted in a far less severe cruciatus curse. The death eater had deflected the curse easily, but the impact of it had caused him to be sent into the air and land hard against the wall.

Hermione rushed over, eager to finish what she had started. The death eater she had cursed shook his head as if to clear it and picked up his wand, ready to initiate a curse of his own, but stopped the moment he saw her. His arms dropped to his sides, but his hands remained fisted around his wand.

Hermione noticed this. Never lowering her wand, she looked closely at the death eater. Only his eyes could be seen through his mask and as she peered at them, Hermione thought she recognized the gray eyes looking back at her. Hermione could have sworn her heart had stopped for a moment. She made to remove his mask and confirm her suspicions, but the alarmed death eater pushed her hands away roughly. Growling, he scrambled away, eager to save his identity while Hermione colleted herself. In a split second, he had escaped, leaving Hermione stumped and guilty for she was sure he was who she thought he was.

A sad smile crossed her face and she sighed before turning back to face the battle once again. Just what new-or old-revelations was this battle to bring about.

A/N: This is just Hermione's point of view…who do you think the death eater? Why, of course, our darling prince charming will make his grand appearance in the next chapter. Please read and review till then!