My eyes opened to darkness. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Where was I ?

I heard a door creaking to my left. Slowly turning my head, I saw an orange glow emitting from the door.

Slowly I got off a hard surface. Putting my hands down, feeling cold stone underneath me.

Cautiously I made my way to the firey glow.

I stopped. Not sure if I should proceed or not. There was no where else to go. There was only foward. So foward I went.

My eyes light brown eyes squinted, adjusting to the warm light that was now surrounding me.

I looked down at my hands. No cuts. No scars. Completly white and soft.

I looked down to see I was wearing an Ivory babydoll dress that fell to my knees and white ballet slippers.

My hands reached upward to my hair. It was soft, silky and fell down my shoulders in loose curls.

My thoughts were interupted by someone clearing their thoat.

Only then did I notice three ladies sitting before me in high up podeiums.

The one to my left had long black curly hair that fell to her waist. She had very fair skin and ice blue eyes that were looking down at me. She sat wearing all silver.

I glanced to my right to see a woman with sraight red hair with bangs sitting above her light green eyes. She too had fair skin and was wearing all gold.

I looked straight ahead of me to see the third one. She had long golden blonde hair which fell to her waist in waves. Her hazel eyes were glowing against her fair skin and she was dressed in red.

The one in the middle spoke first.

"Hermione Jean Granger, you do know why you're here, do you not?"

"I'm afraid I don't. Where am I and who are you?" she asked

"You are in limbo dear child. And I am Ferra." said the woman to her right.

"And you are here because you were suppose to die, and I am Fawna" said the one to Hermione's left.

"And I am Feyha. And we are the Fate sisters." said the one in the middle.

Hermione was shocked.

"I was suppose to die?" she asked quietly.

"Yes in the battle earlier today. But you didn't . Do you know why?" asked Fawna

Hermione soundlessly shook her head.

"Because there was a flaw in your destiny. You're with child. One week to be exact." said Ferra

"I am?" asked Hermione who was near tears.

"Yes when you got hit by the Killing Curse by your boyfriends father, the spell didn't know which soul to kill, you or your baby's" said Feyha.

"How do you know I had a boyfriend?" asked a stunned Hermione,

"Ha, Silly girl. We know everything. We're the ones who wrote out you life." said Ferra.

"We write out everyone's in fact. It up to us what happens to you and when its time for you to leave the living" said Fawna

"Thats not fair! How can you take me away from the ones I love?!" she yelled.

"Simple. We can. And we will. Nobody can beat Fate." said Feyha.

"You have choice Miss. Granger. You can either, save yourself and let your baby die in your place and live life longer or you can return to the living for one year, giving you time to give birth and spend 3 months time with your unborn child. The choice is yours. But be wise. Don't chose foolishly" said Feyha

Hermione didn't need time to think. She already knew which one she was going to chose.

"Have you decided?" asked Ferra

"Yes. I have." Hermione spoke clearly.

"Then what will it be?" asked Fawna.