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Silent as the summer breeze

the time slips slowly past

and i watch in conceited regret

the moments fade from view

now as the hour closes softly

i seek redemption for my mistakes

to do what i may

to retrieve a just reward

for the efforts you place to front

and lay at your feet the quiet success of me

She quietly sat, one leg dangling out the window of her bedroom's sill. pen in hand, cradling her notebook, neatly penning her thoughts in the only way she could convey them. A sweet sight it would be to look up from the distant ground to see a young girl with her hair pulled back in a loose pony tail, wearing her long brown lounge pants and a blinding white tank top shirt silently letting the day go by. The common person would view this as normal, yet this young girl was much more than that. Her name was Hermione Ann Granger, and she was anything but an ordinary girl. She lead a double life, and thought nothing of herself. The sacrifices made, were only a part of living a life full of deception and pain in the hope of creating a world of peace for the entire wizarding world.. To save the one person who could save them all. Her best friend.

By day, she hid beneath a facade created to cover up her real personality. The mask was that of the 'know-it-all' bookworm that never missed an opportunity to answer a question, even if it was not asked to her. Yet by night, she had become a, masked, marked, and cloaked warrior, salvaging every piece of information learned to aid the side of the light. Working every hour of the day doing research that was inconspicuous, and training during the evenings. And still she writes...

A true purpose in life contains dilemma, toil, angst, pain, loss, and false security. It is never easy, but only is it so hard that you can hardly go on. Then only after does purpose change to destiny.

Slamming shut her notebook and throwing it along with her pen onto the floor of her bedroom, Hermione tried to take out her anger. Knowing that it would not be near enough to tear apart the only thing that held her together, she quickly changed clothes into something more adequate and put on her running shoes. It was time for an intense workout. 'Five miles should do it I think,' she pondered to herself. Leaving a quick note to her parents she took off down the street and a fast paced jog hoping to burn away all of the tears that threatened to escape her eyes. It just would not do for a master spy for the Order of the Phoenix to cry like a small child. She took on this burden and was determined to fulfill her duties.

Just last night had been a meeting that could help shape the course of the war. She had finally been given the okay, to pursue Draco Malfoy in an attempt to get closer to his father. And then, to weave her way into the death eaters ranks. Most of her Professor's thought that she was out of her mind, in making such an attempt, but quite frankly; she didn't care. The fact that the Order needed another spy among the death eaters to gain more information meant that she could prove herself to them. The most important thing though, was to give Harry every advantage possible in his fight with the Dark Lord.

She had begun self training for this as soon as the news was announced to the 'inner circle' of the Order. Working on becoming stronger both emotionally and physically. The torment she was currently putting herself through was only the beginning. The only hard part with continuing further was the fact that she could no longer do anything to better herself on her own. She would need help, and who better to help her than the only other person who knew what spying on Lord Voldemort was like. Severus Snape. They had sorted out their differences and put aside childish matters to work on the more important one. For the moment. They had worked out a type of treaty, and so far it seemed to be working quite well. Though he was still as starky and severe as ever, they had begun what some would say a 'friendship' others a distinct acquaintance. Even though they had set things to the side that they held disagreements over she was still afraid to actually ask him for help.

Rounding the corner on the sidewalk Hermione hit the three mile marker, and turned to head home. Only, she would not be reaching her destination in under the estimated time she had set for herself.. A resounding 'CRACK' could be heard from a distance, and She knew what that meant. Apparition. Someone that possessed magic had just arrived. She went into safety mode. Slowly turning, she saw out of the corner of her eye, the most unlikely person imaginable was standing a few blocks away with a look of confusion on his face. 'At least this saves me a trip,' thought Hermione. She turned around fully and started moving closer to him, pretending to have not seen him, she started jogging again. He looked up only when she was ten feet from him. Eyes widened for a moment on both persons in reaction to what they were seeing. A flabbergasted Professor Snape looked at this young woman with confused interest. Then he spoke, "Miss Granger? What would you be doing away from your dwelling? Especially in the current circumstances."

"I was simply going for a run. Is there something wrong with that Professor?" Hermione looked slightly surprised, but pleasantly so all the same. It was unusual to see the dark and brooding potions master out of his black robes. And to add to that, His hair was definably not greasy. It was half way pulled back, and he was wearing black slacks with a dark green button up shirt. Only the smirk on his pale face caused her to remember his harsh personality.

"One would think that if there was a madman out there looking to kill mudbloods you might be on the list for his fun, but no! Your friends with the amazing Harry Potter! Nothing can hurt you! Of course Miss Granger, there is something wrong with that! Now, if you would please follow me, there is business to be dealt with."

Though Hermione had held a normal composure for the time, suspicion was never out of the question. "Hold on, first off, what is this 'business' that we must attend to that could not have been discussed properly before hand? Or in a letter maybe? Secondly, Professor, if you would please state the password? Even for just my peace of mind. If not, I will not be accompanying you any place."

"Password Miss Granger? What are we up to now? You know for a fact that there has been no password set for any interactions held between you and I, but if you will not come on your own will, it will be by force!" The professor attempted to grab Hermione by the wrist; luckily, all of her reflex training had come in handy. She quickly grabbed his wrist and twisted him so his back was facing her. and she immediately put him under a leg locker curse to keep him from advancing any further. "Miss Granger! Unbind me at once! I am mot to be treated with such little respect!"

Smiling with satisfaction, she let go of his arm. And with a flick of her wand the curse was lifted. "Sir, I do this with the hope that you intend no harm, but if any is bestowed upon me, trust yourself in knowing that you may be left with, or without in this case, a very important, shall we say, appendage."

"Most certainly." Though her defenses were not completely non-existent at the moment, Snape took the opportunity that had presented its self and took her by the upper arm and with a swift motion pulled a long, sharp dagger out from a holster in his robes. "Now, as I said before, Hermione if you would please follow me." She let out a shrill scream and before anyone could turn to see what the noise was about he had apparated them away.

Hidden in a nearby ally a young Harry Potter stood, confused and afraid. Of course, Hermione had no idea he had been watching over her when she ventured out alone, but the abruptness of the attack left him without the time to even make a move to save her. "Damn." He whispered into the silence. "I knew he was a deceiving bastard from the first time I saw him." Quickly and with much haste Harry turned on the spot, and disappeared.

At Headquarters...

As Hermione and Severus arrived they were both trying to hold in laughs. Since the house was empty they went down to the kitchen to set on some tea. Both were surprised to find a patient Albus Dumbledore sitting in a plush wing backed chair drinking hot chocolate.

"Ahh, Severus, Miss Granger! I was wondering when you would arrive? Everything has gone as planned I presume?"

Severus was the first to reply. "Quite well Albus. Though I think we gave Potter quite a scare."

"Yes, I daresay we did. I wasn't too surprised to see him watching me, just because he always does, but I do think someone should find a way to restrain him from doing that. It could turn nasty. Especially with his hero complex, though I do think we put on quite a show. He'll be scared that something horrible has happened to me. So I think someone should go find him. Preferably Remus?"

"Your wish is my command Miss Granger." Albus replied swiftly, then stood to his feet and strode from the room.

Severus was watching and wondering at how all of this could happen so quickly. He remembered like it was only yesterday, the frizzy haired girl walking through the school, documenting intricate details about corridors and statues. He always thought she would attempt to write a new version of 'Hogwarts: A history' that entailed descriptions of even the stone walls and floors. But now things were different. She was no longer a frizzy child that needed be watched or babysat. She was turning into quite the young woman. Even if he couldn't state it out loud. It was becoming fact for the rest of the Order. They all treated her with some long due respect and were quite at her disposal.

"Severus." Hermione quipped with an air of nonchalance. Though her acting skills were quite up to par, he could still see through her eyes. She wanted, or rather needed something, and was afraid to ask.

He replied with a simple, "Yes Miss Granger?"

"Oh please! Don't call me that when we aren't in class. It's so bothersome. And I needed to ask you a favor." She said this with a nervous look to the door, and then met his gaze.

"And that would be? Hermione?" He stated like it was of no consequence.

"Well- I sort of, you know… Need a bit of help in training, Ju- Just because I don't know where to go from here. I need someone to help me with mental shields and I, well, I wanted to explore in hand to hand combat, not with wands, you know, to an extensive point. And I was wond- wondering, if you might help me?"

Severus wanted to laugh at her childishness. Even if it was some form of relief that she could still stutter and be scared of things. Though he wouldn't expect that she would shy away from him, she still did. He chuckled and said, "well, depending on where you would like to begin and also depending on your level of action at this point in time we might be able to work something out so you may begin training in Martial Arts, along with some weight training and possibly some mind drills also. You should know by now that I could not deny you help in this, but the time it consumes will be lengthy. I would suggest no visits to the burrow and no periodical ice cream parties with a spoon. It would ruin all of the work you have achieved thus far.

"Thank you, And don't worry, I will attempt to stay away from both the ice cream, and parties with a spoon."

She smirked at him and then stood suddenly to retrieve the tea for the pot was currently mumbling that it was too hot.

In the living room Albus sat thinking about what to do with Harry. The boy was attempting to protect everyone, but that just couldn't happen. He knew that training was coming once the school term began. Yet he couldn't seem to grasp that he would not be able to succeed on his own. It was a team effort. The only thing that kept Dumbledore from interfering was the fact that Harry's powers were manifesting. That would be fearsome to behold if on the dark side, or for anyone that crossed Harry's path.

Yup, that was chapter one, Edited of course. So sorry if it posts an alert for anyone and its not a new chapter, this one was changed up a bit though, and i'm already started on chapter two, i'll try and have that up by next week.

Reviews and suggestions would be GREAT. and flames toO! i just like to know that people are actually reading this, or i might not continue it.. :(