Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Missing In Action

It was Charms class in Hermione's 7th year. She was with Professor Flitwick, discussing the proper ways and the dangers of using a timeturner. Before you could blink, the timeturner disappeared, and Hermione along with it.

The class looked expectantly at Flitwick, as if he knew what had happened. He looked at the. "What? How am I supposed to know what happened? Timeturners are very unpredictable. She could be two hours in the past, or maybe two centuries in the past."

Hermione awoke with no idea who she was, where she was, or how she got there. She opened her eyes, only to find a set of obsidian eyes staring down at her. "Would you mind getting off of me?" he sneered.

"Sorry. Do you know who I am and where I am? Who are you?"

"I can't tell you who you are, but I can tell you where you are. You are in Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and my name is Severus Snape. Now get up. I'm going to take you to Dumbledore because he'll know how to get you back to wherever you came from." He sneered.

She followed him silently, thinking about herself, trying to grasp anything about herself other than the fact that she knew one thing about herself: that she was a hybrid creature: a werewolf and a vampire. She had the heightened senses, the speed, and the bites on her shoulder and her neck to prove it. The last thing she remembered was getting bitten at ten years old by a vampire and werewolf working together.

She was ripped out of her thoughts when they reached Dumbledore's office, where she saw him sitting at his desk as if waiting for her. She saw movement in the corner of her eye, causing her to go into the nearest corner of the room, as if she were a cornered animal. She only came out when she realized that she was not going to get hurt, so she sat herself down in a chair opposite to a strange boy with black hair and gray eyes. He looked odd. It was then that she realized something: he was like her – at least partly. She knew he was a vampire, but she also knew he wasn't a hybrid like her.

"Welcome Ms.."

"I don't know who I am sir. That's why I'm here. I was actually kind of hoping you would know who I am and how I got here – To Hogwarts with no memory from when I was ten – when I was attacked."

"And what were you attacked by?"

"A werewolf and a vampire. I feel like they were working together. They bit me at the same time, so the venom went through my system at the same time, making me a hybrid creature – half vampire, half werewolf."

"Nice to know. Regulus Black here is a vampire just like you. Though he is not a hybrid, he can still tell you that he knows kind of what you're going through. He will be your guide, show you around Hogwarts. You will be attending all of his classes."

"Thank you sir. Umm…. What am I to do when I suddenly show up at classes? I know my way around from before – don't ask me how I know, I just do, but people will start asking questions. What do I tell them? And one more question… don't I have to be sorted?"

He looked at me, eyes twinkling. "Why, you'll have to tell them that you transferred from Salem Witch Academy of America. Your name shall be Sarah Johnson…. how does that sound? No? Well then, how about Selene Greene? Does that sound good?"

I simply nodded, looking expectantly at the sorting hat. Regulus caught my gaze, and cleared his throat. "Sir, I do believe she would like to be sorted."

His eyes were twinkling as he placed the hat on my head. "Hmm… where to put you. You have the brains of a Ravenclaw, but no. You have the bravery of a Gryffindor, but that won't do either. You care about things as much as a Hufflepuff, but You're cunning like a Slytherin. Hmm…. This is a hard one, but you would do well in… SLYTHERIN!"

She could tell that Black was happy, and that made her happy, but she didn't know why.

"I have another secret Regulus. I'm a vampire too." I looked away, ready for rejection because that was all I've ever known.

He took my shoulders, looked into my eyes, and sighed. "

"They also believe that vampires are myths. Speaking of, how come you don't burn in the sun? Vampires burn in the sun and then turn to ash, don't they?"

"Depends. Some vampires do burn, some don't. The vampires on the good side don't – don't ask me how I know this, I just do – and the vampires on the dark side do, because they can't stand the 'light' so to speak, we can. And it helps to be a hybrid." She winked at him. "Race you to the Common Room!" she took off running, him close to her heels.

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