Prologue

It was all a game from the very beginning. From the second he walked into the room, he had my heart, to do with it as he pleased. It made me shake knowing that he knew this. I expected him to discard it, to swiftly remove it from his possession as if it was tainted. I suppose, to him, it was. Tainted like the very blood that runs through my veins. But he did no such thing. Instead he took it, caressed it, and placed it safely in his front jacket pocket. As he turned to leave, he locked eyes with me, and I shuddered from the sheer intensity I found in his liquid pewter orbs. I could only watch helplessly as he strode casually, yet determinedly out of the Great Hall, carrying with him my last hope to admit that this was all a dream. But it wasn't. It was a game, and he held all the cards.

A/N: Good news! I'm not dead and im baaaaaaack! You miss me? ;D Okay so in this Hermione and the gang have gone back to do their 7th year after the war! Age is still variable! One review is all i ask Please! I'll bake you cyber brownies! :P