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Chapter One
A/N: Hey guys. Here's the first chapter. Sorry for any mini mistakes. Its a bit short... it only came up one page on Word Processor. But enjoy. I've been waiting to put this Fan Fic up for 6 months. Story is a bit fast paced but it is good. ENJOY! Rate and Review!
It is the year of the war between Harry and Voldermort. The death eaters are stronger than ever and everyone has picked their sides. Harry and his friends are with the order of the phoenix, Draco and Pansy are with the death eaters. What happens when one of Harry's most loyal friends turns their back to join the very side they hate? What happens when she is told that some lives are worth more?
"So whats the plan?" Hermione asked for what seemed the hundredth time that evening, she was fed up. The Order were totally ignoring her. It was like she wasn't even there.
"Fine!" Shouted Lupin who was fed up of Hermione's constant questions. "We're going to get some of the most respected death eaters into Azkaban, which will weaken their defences."
"Ok so what do I do?" Hermione asked while looking round the table at the rest of the order.
"Nothing" Lupin replied. Hermione's eyes shot back to Lupin.
"Pardon?"
"Look. It's too dangerous for you Hermione. You're too close to Harry."
"But Ron is doing it!"
"I said no." Said Lupin, holding up his hand. Hermione gave up. For the past month the order had not let her do anything. It made her think of an offer that had been owled to her. It was a note from the Death Eaters wanting her to join. She had refused (mentally) and thrown the note in the bin but kept the enchanted floo power that allowed her to get into Malfoy Manor. She had not told anyone about it. If she was with the Death Eaters at least she would be doing something. 'Stupid idea' she thought.
"Fine. Don't let me do anything. You're only saying that because I'm dating Harry!"
"That's exactly why Hermione, you're dating Harry. Voldermort can and will use that if he can get to you. We don't need you. We have enough of the Order helping."
"You don't need me? Fine." She said turning away.
"Lupin is right, we don't need you. I don't want to lose you Hermione." Said Harry softly from the seat beside her. He leant over to kiss her but she pushed him away and left the table. Crying. She ran up to her room and slammed the door. She couldn't just sit and do nothing while her friends and fellow order members risked their lives. She couldn't take sides and not help. They were losing. The Death Eaters had already murdered several members of the Order, Kingsley and Molly Weasly being just two of them. She couldn't help the losing side if they refused her offers for help. Then she had an idea. She opened her wardrobe and took out a black travelling cloak. She wrapped it round herself and fastened it with a silver brooch. The she went over to her bed to look for the floo powder that she had hidden away; once she had found it she walked over to the fire place and took a handful. Stepping into the fireplace she threw the floo powder down and whispered
"Malfoy Manor"