A/N: This is rewritten and I really hope everyone enjoys it!

Summary: Hermione disappeared after the incident in the Department of Mysteries. Everyone believes she is dead. 2 years later, a mysterious girl becomes a student at Hogwarts and brings chaos in the night. What really happened to Hermione Jane Granger? REWRITTEN!

Chapter 1

"Pain is life—the sharper, the more evidence of life."

- Charles Lamb (1775 - 1834)

Hermione watches as Harry began crying in Remus's arms after seeing Sirius Black, his godfather, get sucked into the veil. Then, Harry saw Beatrice running out laughing hysterically and Harry went after her, anger in his emerald eyes. The rest of the Order knocked the Death Eaters out of cold and went after Harry leaving the teenagers alone. Hermione told the teenage Order to go ahead and she will stay here with the unconscious Death Eaters just in case, one of them wakes up and tries to run away.

Hermione sat on the ground trying not to cry. She had to be strong for the Order and for Harry…especially for Harry. He just lost his godfather, the only man who could take care of him and take him away from the awful Dursleys. But that savior is now dead and Harry's spirit left with him.

Hermione then felt a shiver go down her spine but it wasn't cold in the room. Suddenly, a force pushed her to the floor, causing her to drop her wand and fall on her stomach. Hermione screamed in pain as someone grabbed her hair and pulled her head off of the ground. A hand covered her mouth from the noise and Hermione prayed for Ron or Ginny to come back quickly.

"Well, well it's Hermione Granger." The Death Eater chuckled evilly. "The brightest witch of her age and best friend of Harry Potter. Not so bright are you, Mudblood?"

The Death Eater screamed and released his hand when Hermione bit him and quickly, crawled away from him and reach for wand. She was so close -but he grabbed her legs and pulled her towards him. "NO!" Hermione screamed as she kicked him in the face, almost knocking him out. "Let me go!"

"Hermione?" It sounded like Remus's voice.

"Rem –"Hermione got cut off when the Death Eater punched her right in the face.

"Hermione!" This time it was Ron's voice.

The Death Eater pulled Hermione up and put his arm around her neck as the Order arrived. He didn't need to say anything when they spotted him, his wand pointing at Hermione's hand, and she with no wand. All of them carefully dropped their wands on the ground and stared at Hermione. Hermione stared at her friends and already knew she wasn't going to see them again.

The Death Eater whispered a spell and suddenly, Hermione didn't see the Order anymore but a bunch of trees. They were in a forest. The Death Eater pushed Hermione to the earthy ground, making her head bang hard on the ground. She felt blood already dripping from her head. Hermione tried to stand up but he kicked her hard in the stomach couple of times, causing her to cough out blood.

"Cruico!" yelled the Death Eater pointing his wand at Hermione.

Hermione screeched in agony as the curse caused her body to twitch so many times on the ground. The Death Eater hit her with more curses and physical hits that Hermione felt her body getting weaker to fight back at him. Her vision was also getting blurry as she noticed him walking closer to her. He kneeled down, his mask face staring at her face.

He pulled a strand of her curly hair –hard –away from her face. "Beauty shouldn't be wasted on you, you filthy Mudblood. But might as well enjoy your…physique."

"No. Get off." Hermione whimpered, feeling his body on top of her. She felt his hot and sloppy lips on her neck. "Get off!"

The Death Eater stopped kissing her as he removed his mask and cloak and ripped her sweater into two. "Not a chance! AHH!" He screamed because Hermione bit him his lip as he tried to kiss her. "You bitch! Cruico! Cruico! Cruico!"

"That's enough!" A male's voice demanded behind them with a tone that Hermione couldn't make out of. "Get off of her."

Hermione fluttered her eyes open, feeling the Death Eater's body off hers and notice a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a leather jacket with dark jeans. His pale skin and dark hair shined under the moonlight. There was another man standing next to him with the same pale skin but he had light brown hair. He looked to be a few years older. Hermione wanted to speak out but she couldn't find her voice.

"Oh yeah? And what if I don't?" asked the Death Eater, grabbing his wand and thinking of many curses to hit them with.

"You will have to mess with me and my brother." The dark haired teen snarled. "And trust me, you don't want to."

"I think I'll take that chance." The Death Eater snarled back.

Hermione didn't remember what happened next. Everything was a blur in her eyes and the darkness wasn't helping her see the fight. She heard curses from the Death Eater but she didn't hear any from the mysterious men. She was scared if they were already dead. "I warned you," The teen taunted and suddenly, Hermione heard screaming coming from the Death Eater and she noticed, through her blurry vision, that the teen was choking him or was he biting him?

"Make sure that the body is burned to the ground, Adam."

Under the crescent moon, Hermione saw a pair of violet eyes and she opened her mouth to thank him but instead, she coughed out blood. The pain was finally getting her and she could feel her body getting weaker by the second. He lifted her head, her brown eyes memorizing his beautiful face. "What are you doing, Tristan?" Adam asked, staring at his younger brother, he was moving the girl's hair away from her face.

"I have to save her." Tristan said to him. Hermione wanted to tell him that she was getting cold but the words were once again interrupted by blood coughing out from her lips. "Everything is going to be alright." He said smoothly.

Suddenly, Hermione felt something sharp cut into her wrist like an animal bit her. She moaned in pain as the she felt a fire burning her veins and she wanted it to stop. The hero's face lifted up and she saw his mouth covered with blood –her blood. The witch was about to speak but sleepiness took over her mind.

Hermione's appearance quickly began to change. Her long, bushy brown hair turned to dark, wavy brown and her skin turned pale as the moon above in the sky. A pair of golden eyes shot open as she sat straight up, staring at the beautiful man staring at her with admiration. The violet-eyed man helped her off the ground and lends her his leather jacket.

"What is your name?" He asked her.

The teenager stared down at her body and then back up at his face, "I don't remember."