Hermione Granger was the greatest witch Hogwarts had ever seen, she was after all the smartest witch ever being born and also the greatest actress to set foot in the Wizarding School.

Hermione was in truth, half-witch half-immortal, a semi-goddess many would say. Descending from a grand line of vampires, she was the daughter of Michael Granter and of Ana Wolf, the virgin sorceress Michael had chosen to bear his children.

Breaking all the rules, Michael married a mortal, condemning is descendents to mortality thus awakening a curse that sent him and his wife to hell. However, that would only happen after a child was born from the marriage, and a child was born, Hermione.

Condemn to hell Hermione's parents put her on the care of a muggle family, the Grangers, and left clues for their daughter to figure out her past, her true origin.

For 18 years Hermione would live in ignorance. For 18 years she would believe to be a mudblood, but then she would receive a letter that would change her life.

And when she received the letter, she knew that she wasn't a mudblood not even a witch. She was a damphir.


"The blood always wins"

Hermione stared at the window watching the rain felling hard and the wind trying to rip the trees from the ground. She looked around the small room that was hers in the Grimmauld Place; she had been living there since her parents had disappeared without a trace leaving her alone.

For the 1000th time that day she asked herself what had happen, for them to leave her like that.

One morning she woke up and was alone in the house. At first she thought they had go out to buy something, but four hours later they still hadn't return and hadn't contacted her. Time passed and it was already night when she sent an howl to Dumbledore asking for help, at the same time she called the police reporting them missing. She knew it had to pass 24 hours before being able to be declared missing, but she just thought that the sooner she reported the sooner they would start searching when the time come.

After two days without news, the Order decided to step in and do the things their way. Taking Hermione to the headquarters and leading the search for her parents.

She looked outside to the now grey world, yes, grey. The once "colourful" and happy wizarding world was now dark and gloomy. War was upon them, they could feel it. Voldemort, the dark lord was gathering new servers and it was the Order duty to stop it by finding who was on the other side.

She was living dark times and it only promised to get more darker.