Title: Fate's Turns
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in Harry Potter, I only own the plot.
Summary: Hermione was living a peaceful life until the only thing keeping her from going back to her old life got murdered right before her eyes. Now she's seeking the help of an old faithful friend.
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Hermione Granger walked aimlessly through the wide city of London. It was just a few hours ago that her perfect life –her husband, and her hidden secrets- shattered right before her own eyes. This was why she left 3 years ago…
Hermione had sought a more peaceful and safer life several years ago for fear that Voldemort might discover her sworn secret. She had met her late husband, Marcus Lewison. He had courted her so many times until she finally said yes. They dated for 2 ½ years and they got married just 1 month ago. He had loved her more than anything and swore he would never leave her. But now because of her doing her love, the one who completed her sanctuary was dead.
She had witnessed everything. She had passed the dark alley and all her worst memories came rushing back to her.
-Flashback-
Hermione was coming back from the market just when she heard a bone crushing punch hit something. She looked into the alley and their she saw it…
Lucius Malfoy and his gang of deatheaters furious about Voldemort's defeat…
Then she heard, "Tell me where the witch is and we'll let you live!" Lucius said is a venomous whisper.
"Please let me go! I don't know what you're talking about! Please let me go!" Marcus said whimpering, sweat dripping from his temples.
"Liar! Tell me where she is now!" Lucius said before he kicked him square in the stomach making Marcus cough out blood, "Tell us! She has something we want!"
Hermione listened, rooted to the spot.
"Tell us now!" Lucius said continually kicking him.
"Please let me go! I don't know what you're talking about! Please let me go!" Marcus said begging, a look of fear crossing his handsome features.
Then right there, Lucius took out a gun, he put it to Marcus' head. Then he began to speak, "We gave you a chance to live, but no you wouldn't talk, so now you'll pay."
Then he pulled the trigger.
The gunshot was so loud it pulled Hermione out of her reverie and she realized what they had just done. He had shot her husband.
The killers apparated away before they could see Hermione. She dropped her groceries and ran to Marcus' fallen figure. She swept his black hair out of his eyes. She weeped over his face, her tears fell on his face.
She didn't know how many hours she sat there covered in his blood but she did. Then she realized she need help, now the deatheaters have discovered her. She need to protect the Orb of Crystaline Tears.
The Orb was one of the strongest magical things in the world. It made the Elixir of living death. Which means the maker of the elixir can give it to their choice of a deceased person and raise them from the dead, in the deatheater's case, Voldemort.
-End Flashback-
Hermione Lewinson, now Granger once more, had reached the public entry into the Ministry of Magic. She finished dialing the number and a gentle woman's voice came on, "Hello, Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state you name and purpose of visit?"
"Hermione L-er-Granger, I am here to see Mr. Harry Potter." Hermione said uncomfortably, she hadn't seen neither Harry nor Ron since their graduation at Hogwarts.
Her badge came out, it stated:
Ms. Hermione Granger
To See Mr. Harry Potter
Auror's Department
The voice spoke once more, "Please present your want to the guard present at the entrance for identification. Thank you and have a wonderful day."
Within moments Hermione reached the Ministry, she showed her wand and she was let through. She went straight to the Magical elevators and pressed floor 5(Auror's Department). When she heard the little ting of the elevator bell, she knew she had reached her destination. The elevator's doors slowly opened, she walked out cautiously as if something evil was lurking in the corner.
She stood in front of the elevator deciding which way to go first. Then she decided she would go left. She saw many aurors under work, making notes, searching through files and examining the evidence they had found. And that's when she saw it, Harry's cubicle, its stated on a plaque:
Mr. Harry J. Potter
Top Auror Spy
She looked through the opening and she saw him. Harry. The boy-no, man- she hadn't seen in nearly 3 years. Then she took all her Gryffindor courage and said, "Excuse me, Harry?"
He looked up and she saw those emerald green eyes she hadn't seen in nearly 3 years…
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