Disclaimer: I do not own these characters (accept Nucashi)

Warning: Some strong langauge

Hey people i'm back ! This is the first chap of what will hopefully be a good and long story, I have lots planned and chap 2 is not far behind! The Necklace features in my previous story(if you're thinking you remember it in another story, you did - mine!) - Ergo I did not steal it!If you want to ask anything I will try to answer it in the following chapter! Enjoy!


"He and she who each behold a power enhanced in stone will overcome the suffering when combined but sacrifice the highest sacrifice. As that is the fate for the two Jade Renascor's"

Gleaming in the firelight, slim fingers stroked the smooth surface of the rare stone that was the Jade Renascor. Its deep green shade mesmerises her as she looses herself in its depth. Time passes and her gaze never wavers but soon reality struck her in the form of a paper ball to the head.

Torn from her thoughts she quickly hid the necklace bound stone underneath her robe and turn to see the culprit. She saw a very concerned looking Harry Potter trying to catch her attention.

"Hey…Hermione!" Harry whispered,

"Huh…Harry?" Hermione whispered back in a daze, "…Are you alright?"

"I think the question is: are you alright?"

"Potter! Pay Attention!" Snape shouted

"I'm fine" Hermione answered more quietly.

"Well you looked really spaced out, you've been like that a lot lately"

"Well, it's fine…I'm fine."

"Really? Well, in that case, you will be able to tell me what Snape said at the beginning of the lesson then, won't you?"

" Er…he said…um…ok, but so what if I am a bit…distracted?" Hermione said indignantly, raising her voice enough for Snape to notice.

"Granger! Not only have you not been paying attention the entire lesson, but also you now proceed to disrupt the class arguing with Potter! Save your lovers' spat for your own time!"

Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment and shot an annoyed glare at Harry, who then had second thoughts about aggravating her further.

When the end of the lesson finally arrived, Hermione gathered her books and left the classroom ahead of Harry. However, she soon heard the sound of Harry's clumsy footsteps hurrying after her.

"Hermione! Wait up!" Harry shouted.

Hermione didn't stop. Harry caught up with her and gently place his hand on her shoulder. She paused, but didn't turn round.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry asked delicately.

"Nothing is wrong!" Hermione snapped.

" Hermione, we've been friends for long enough for me to know that's not true. Ron's worried about you," Harry turned her to him and traced his finger down her cheek "…and so am I."

Hermione gazed into the beautiful green eyes of her best friend and blushed as her skin tingled with his touch.

" I care a lot about you Hermione, so don't ever be afraid to tell me what's wrong." He said softly before placing a kiss on her cheek and beginning to leave for Quiditch practice. However, he turned round to find the sneering face of Draco Malfoy behind him.

"Scar-head and mudblood, surely you know that even two people as despicable as yourselves, aren't suited for each other." Malfoy spat

"Shut it Ferret! Just because she's way out of your league!" Harry spat back, challenging Malfoy. Malfoy's eyes flared. Now he was annoyed! Hermione saw this and was quick to intervene.

"Harry," She said pushing him away from Malfoy, "Harry! Come on, you have Quiditch." Harry was just about to turn away when Malfoy said:

"That's it Potter, do what your girlfriend tells you, like the good obedient bitch you are!" Harry snapped. He launched himself at Malfoy only to be stopped by Hermione's unusually strong grip.

"That's enough Malfoy. Harry just go!" She pleaded

Harry fumed but reluctantly went asking whether she would be ok, to which she replied:

"Of course!"

Malfoy watched Harry leave before turning his attentions to Hermione.

"I'm disappointed in you Granger. I thought you had a little more taste than that!"

"Why do you care who I like? What's it to you?"

Draco paused ever so slightly, but it was long enough for Hermione to notice.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did that sound like I give a shit? I'll be more careful in future, so you don't get confused between caring and mocking."

Hermione only turned and began to leave.

"Hey, Don't turn your back on me Granger! Get back here I'm not done with you yet!" He shouted after her.

"Goodbye Malfoy!" She shouted back, strutting off round the corner.

Malfoy watched her walk off, noticing her elegant stride and posture just as Blaise came up behind him.

"Watcha doin' Draco?" He said following his friend's eye line. " Oh… Fine body that Granger, shame about her personality, house and choice of friends."

"You would go there?"

"If she was willing…I wouldn't say no!"

"You sick shit! She's a Mudblood!"

"So?"

"So how could you stand to touch her?"

"Just because her bloodline is dirty doesn't mean that she herself is. Come on, I heard that Pansy has a surprise for you."

"Oh Merlin! Why does she think I'm her boyfriend or something? She annoys me more than Granger!"

Both boys laughed and began to walk to the Slytherin common room. Malfoy held one last glance to the corner, which Granger disappeared behind before changing his mind.

"Actually, I have something to deal with"

"What?"

"Don't question me!" Draco hissed as a freak wind rushed around them, making the candle flicker with a hidden message of danger.

"Sorry"

"Don't apologise, or you'll loose the tiny shred of respect I had for you."

And with that, Draco left down the same corridor as Hermione.

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Hermione turned the corner and stopped; she touched the place where Harry had kissed her as though checking if it was still there. She suddenly felt sad as she realised that the truth was that she didn't actually know what was wrong and why her stone was distracting her so much. Of late, she had noticed that it spread the strangest feeling through her in every Potions lesson. She now thought that Harry may be causing it, but she wasn't sure.

She remembered when she first found her necklace. She was a 5th year and was out walking round Hogwarts grounds one night, when she noticed a strange light coming from a window. She didn't recall there being a room where that window was so, she searched the entire floor only to discover a secret chamber and inside, lying on a beautiful glass table, was the necklace. She remember when she touched it, she felt the strangest sensation of power and energy rushing into her, after which, she blacked out. She awoke to the flaming face of a dragon…her dragon.

She chuckled to herself as she recollected of how scared she was of the magnificent beast, but she – for the dragon was female – would turn out to be the greatest thing that ever happened to Hermione.

The Dragon explained that she was apart of the Jade Renascor – the necklace. She was the form of Hermione's magic (she could have been any creature) and that they were now combined in every way. Their feelings, emotions, strengths, and thoughts were all entwined. Although Hermione's power was greatly enhanced and she cannot easily be defeated, it brought a whole new flow of trouble for her.

However, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps and so she rushed to her dorms to dump her schoolbooks, for Potions was the last lesson of the week. She got changed from her school robes to some muggle clothing; they were her favourite things to wear when mess was involved.

She speeded out of the portal and almost ran down the stairs to the fourth floor where her own chamber of secrets was hidden. As she approached the room's entrance, she subtly looked round to check that no one was around before proceeding to unlock the clandestine door. Her necklace was the key, and with a little click, the room was revealed to her.

Inside was her haven, her sanctuary and refuge, inside… was her art studio. Yes, she loved to draw and paint, she came here as often as she could, expressing on paper and canvas, her feelings and emotions. She had many paintings piled all around the circular room, many of Harry, Ron and her family, but recently her painting depicted great battles, wherein suffering and hardship dominated the mood of the pictures. Her paintings came from dreams she was having, horrific dreams of blood and pain and death. The latest piece she was working on was most peculiar; it was of her Dragon with the bold yellows of the fierce flames perfectly accented but the shimmer of the oils.

However, a sad feeling emanated from the image. A sad feeling that made you pity the lonely creature and think about what life would be like, never to find that someone special. Hermione didn't understand what possessed her to paint such a morbid picture, but when it came to her artwork, she found it best not to question it.

Adding the last finishing touches, she summoned the Dragon from her stone. Fire erupted from the necklace, not once burning or hurting Hermione, and gathered to form the huge shape of a huge dragon, which could barely fit in the adequately large sized room.

"What do you think, Nucashi? I feel like there's something missing." Hermione asked the mass of flames beside her.

" Could that be to do with the fact that the other half of the canvas is blank?" Nucashi replied with a light sarcastic tone as she decided to compress her size due to the lack of space. Hermione laughed and shook her head.

"Well, I felt like I needed to leave it blank. Like there is something that is to be added later… oh I don't know. I will leave it for the time being." Hermione sighed. "Oh and Nuca?"

"Yes?"

" What's that strange sensation I keep feeling from the stone? It's really distracting me from my lessons."

" To be honest, I don't actually know, and that's what's worrying me. I sense something is about to happen. Whether it's good or bad? Your guess is as good as mine. But promise me you will be extra careful until we figure out what it means?"

"Yes, yes! I'm always careful. No one's discovered you or found this place now have they?"

"Yes, and who's to thank for that!"

"I'm sorry, I will be more careful." Hermione said softly stroking Nuca's warm side.

A few moments of silence went by before Hermione spoke again.

"Harry kissed me."

"Yes, I don't know what to think about him."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you think it's strange that all of a sudden he seems to like you in that way? Now, in your final year at Hogwarts, he starts hitting on you out of the blue." Nuca said in a suspicious tone.

"What are you saying? You think he's after something?"

"I'm not sure, but I don't like it. Don't go there 'Mi, I know he's not the one for you."

"How could you possibly know that?"

"Because I know you better than anyone, we are one and the same but I feel nothing between you two, so how can you?"

"Well, you could be wrong. I've always liked Harry and now he likes me, why shouldn't I see what happens? You can't tell me how I feel!"

"Hermione, don't get worked up, but he isn't the one."

" What do you know? You're just apart of some stupid cursed necklace!" she shouted

Hermione, now in a fowl temper, stood up and stormed over to the window. The sun was setting over the lake, producing the most amazing colours full of warmth but also sadness. She felt as though her necklace was boring a hole in her chest and she knew that she had offended Nucashi.

With reluctance she turned back to look into the flaming eyes of the form of her magic. Tears filled her own eyes as she turned her glance to the floor.

" I apologise, I should not have said such things."

Nucashi only bowed her head before returning to her Jade sanctuary. In her frustration, Hermione lashed out her anger onto her easel, which collapsed on the ground and sent her painting flying. She flew out the door carelessly, not noticing the figure hiding in the shadows. She had stomped round the corner before her anger drained away and she thought that she had better go back and pick up her work.

As the approached the door again, this time checking the surroundings, and with the all clear she suddenly felt a sharp pain from her necklace.

" Ow! What the?"

She waited for the pain to subside, but it did not.

"Look, I'm sorry Nuca, okay?" she pleaded with her stone. She took a deep breath for the pain was getting worse. Her breaths were getting more and more laboured as she unlocked the door and entered.

No sooner had she shut the door than she realised that she was staring in to the hypnotic eyes of on none other than …

"MALFOY!"


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