A small house in Bristol bushy haired girl was looking out her window aimlessly. Hermione had been sitting at her window all morning, ever since; well she relived the moment

Flashback:

Hermione was coming off the Hogwarts Express and she ran to her parents. As always hugging them both. Harry, and the Weasley are followed.

"Well… we will see yea during the summer! Hermy!" said Ron his face twisting into a smile.

"Yea Hermy!" said Harry.

" Oh are little girl is NEVER GOING BACK TO THAT THAT DANGER ZONE!"Said Mr. Granger. He grasped Hermione's wrist firmly.

"What?" said everyone except Hermione's parents .

"You…you can't. Mr. Granger is resnable. Hermione is a very big girl," stuttered Mr.Weasley.

Harry, Ron, and Ginny all stood ready with the wands firmly grasped in their pockets.

" No, I intend for Hermione to live to be 17 thank you very much. Come on we are leaving." Said Mr. Granger.

He started to walk but Hermione stood firm.

"No" said Hermione.

" What did you say?" asked Mr. Granger.

"I said No," said Hermione.

Hemione was beginning to struggle out of her father's grasp.

"Come on! We are going home now!" yelled Mr. Granger.

But yet again Hermione stood firm. Her Father growing red in the face slapped Hermione, HARD.An echo was heard all over the platform.

"We ARE GOING and you ARE coming with us," said Mr. Granger.

He forcefully made Hermione run toward the car and opened the door and threw her in. Hermione in a last attempt banged on the back window, watching Kings Cross disappear.

End of Flashback

Hermione could hardly believe it. Her wand had been in the basement under lock and key that even Lord Voldermort himself could not break. But then again she wasn't Lord Voldermort now was she. Hermione smiled she had gotten her wand after a week of planning. Hermione looked to the far back of the forest in her front yard just over the road. She could see black figures moving. About 2 weeks before Hermione had found out that near her home was an elder vampire gathering area. Hermione slowly got up from the darkness of her room and looked to her clock, it read 11:30pm "Perfect" Thought Hermione. She bewitched her hair to be black and her eye's to be a neon violet. Hermione slowly unclasp her window lock and climbed out. She made her way down the ivy and landed gracefully on her feet. Looking both ways Hermione ran across the road and into the forest. The vampires looked at her.

"Who are you?" questioned one.

" I need your help" was all Hermione said.

"Who says we would help you?" asked another.

" No one said you would help me but I think you will," said Hermione.

"Why?" said the third

" Because all transportation in the wizarding world has been cut off. Even the Knight Bus." said Hemione.

They studied her for a moment

" What do you have to offer us? I mean you are but a mortal," said the first vampire

Hermione cocked a smirk and whispered, " I can make you dream."

They seemed to be gawking at her like fish.

" We cannot talk here of such matters. We will take your to the Consul." Said d the first vampire

He slowly took off his hood to reveal a messy brown haired boy. He looked no more then 15.

" If you think I'm 15 your 6 year late" laughed the brown haired boy.

" What your 21!" replied Hermione astounded.

" Yes, your see vampires age 6 years late. I was 15 when I was blooded. We better get moving there might be Deatheaters about." Said the messy haired boy.

" What of the Deatheaters?" asked Hermione

" They wanted us to join them but we said no. You see we like Harry Potter, I suppose it's because of his Mum. When we were in are times of need she helped us and even risked her life for us. In return we gave her beautiful eye's," said the boy again.

Hermione smiled

" Well that certainly explains a lot." Said Hemione