Prologue
Hermione Granger's summer had been a roller coaster of emotion and constant stress. When the final war came to a climax many people died, including Hermione's parents. They had been killed during the summer before she started her sixth year; in a Death Eater attack targeted at people that would weaken the Great Harry Potter. Hermione had been the one targeted, the one wanted…, but Hermione had been visiting the Weasley's at the time and had been saved, though many times she had wished different. It was in those moments of despair that she remembered why she was fighting, why she would never stop fighting.
At the end of her sixth year everyone was on edge with the latest fight that had occurred between Voldemort and Harry. This battle had been for Harry's mind. With the seemingly reluctant help of Professor Snape, Harry had finally gained control of his own mind. Then only a week before summer vacation had started, Voldemort had instigated a full blown war. Had Professor Snape not warned Dumbledore no one would have survived.
Hogwarts had been stormed and Dumbledore's Army, reinitiated and fully trained, waited in the main hall for the inevitable. The front doors were blasted open and Death Eaters had swarmed into the hall. The high piercing laughter of Lord Voldemort was cut short when he saw that an army was assembled against him. Both forces waited, wands drawn for the signal to fight. With a great cry, amazingly it was Neville Longbottom who fired at the first Death eater, Goyle, to the ground. Everyone turned to Neville in shock and then the fighting had begun. Hermione was soon dueling head to head with Lucius Malfoy. As she fought she kept looking around the room for her friends. Ron Weasley was fighting Draco Malfoy. Harry was trying to get to Lord Voldemort but at the minute was fighting Bellatrix Lestrange.
Lucius had almost immediately come for her. His every attack taunted her, never once actually trying to kill her. He was trying to drag her pain out, she almost wished he was just kill her. Dodging another spell from Lucius she did not see the second he quickly shot at her. Not able to get completely out of the way, it hit her in the side. The force of the spell was enough to knock her to her feet and with a weak wand arm her wand flew out of her hand. Lucius smugly smiled down at her.
"Well, well, well, what have we here. Miss Granger I do believe... " He spoke for the first time as his wand rose again.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Lucius' body went stiff and fell over before he could finish what he was about to say.
Professor Snape appeared from behind where Lucius had just been standing. He had given away his alliance sooner than he was supposed to, to save her. Looking up at him she tried to thank him, but a sharp pain hit and as she looked down and saw blood, her blood coming form the wound in her side she passed out.
Slowly her eyes had opened and a sigh of relief escaped her lips when she realized she was in the Hospital Wing. She tried to sit up and after a couple of tries she was able to swing her legs over the bed and stand. She walked carefully through past the many curtained beds to the windows at the back of the Hospital Wing. It was night outside though she didn't know how long she had been asleep. The sky was full of stars. The last thing she remembered was Professor Snape saving her. Why he would do that she didn't know, but she was thankful. As she stood gazing at the stars a gentle hand laid on her shoulder. Turning she came face to face with Headmaster Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling with delight.
"We seem to have won, Miss Granger."