Hey guys. Thanks for even reading this XD Anyway; this is my third story and my first Harry Potter story so yeah. Please be patient and review! I don't continue stories if I don't get at least one review. I prefer only constructive flame, not just flame. R&R Okay? Please?

WANRING This is the only time i'm going to say this unless its even more strong in later chapters. Later in the story, there will be STRONG material. I will warn you about it, and will even make an edited version of those parts if I'm asked. So please, read at your own risk.WARNING

Rating for this chatper: PG-PG13.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to the almighty goddess J.K. Rowling.

Summary: Hermione has, or should I say had, many secrets behind her. Those secrets were never betrayed. She was killed at a time she was not supposed to die; now the world has fallen to the darkness. Only one man knows the spell to bring her back… but it requires getting nine more of her. How is this possible? Read to find out.

Prologue

The final battle has started, and she was running. She wondered how this could happen, quickly turning the corner. The death eater only saw her brown bushy hair from how fast she was running, and only because of that he was able to follow. He threw curses, but she kept dodging.

Who was this woman? Hermione Granger. Seventeen years old, flat chested, didn't' even seem to hit puberty. Why? No one knew. Truth be told, she never did hit it from a magical disease. This disease caused her not to have puberty, and would eventually take out more functions in her body, then after years of it she would die. No one knew why exactly this happened.

Hermione thought, how could this happen? She was just studying for her NEWTS two months early, cramming in all she could. Her eyes were tired from two days of no sleep and she stretched, seeing coloured lights outside. She thought "how pretty…" then she took back that thought when she saw those 'pretty lights' included dead bodies. When she saw that, she realized what was going on. The final battle, it's happening.

Hours and hours went by, Hermione running. Adrenaline pumped her body to continue, then all the sudden she was on the stairs. The stairs changed and she tripped… falling… as the killing curse was thrown at her. She gasped in shock, as it burned her whole body, not knowing it felt this way, and faintly she could hear a cracking of glass. Her last thought was what broke, since she didn't' fall on anything fragile.

One hour later, Harry Potter died by the hands of Lord Voldemort. Everyone but Snape on the light side has died. How could this happen? The death of one girl… caused the deaths of so many others.

Voldemort had discovered Snape's true loyalties, so a search party was on for him. Snape knew he only had a couple more minutes, searching a book as quickly he could. He heard the voices, that laughter, and saw the spell. It required no words in this desperate situation, since his heart was crying those words out.

The doors opened, band as soon as the killing curse hit him, the spell he casted released. It was so small the death eaters didn't' notice… but it was enough, to alter time.

It flew out the window, into the sky, and faded out… going somewhere. But where did it go? Who knows?

End of Prologue

A/N: Sorry that it isn't written the best! Practice makes perfect, right? This story WILL be dark, sorry it moved so fast. It's just to put some background information into it. If I finish this story all the way, then it will have many chapters. I'm guessing at least 10, if they are 10 it will be really long ones. R&R! Your reviews feed my muse and keep me going, or it'll end up like my other stories!

I'm also looking for a beta if possible. Please also let me know of any typos/grammar mistakes/incorrect spellings and such. Thank you Now click the review button! puppy eye