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MA warning , contains mature content including Language , violence and sexual content and intended to be read by adults.

Additional warning, if you have not read or watched either series then this fan fiction will contain spoilers.

Everyone was dead , the wizerding world had lost any hope it had when Harry potter died. The light side fell not putting up much of a fight. But there was always Hermione Granger right? but the wizerding world would never put there hope in a muggle born witch. Hermione fights her way from the battle field unlocking a family secret. Delving in to the dark arts fight back, she finds out about a power rising in a small town in america, filled witht the supernatural. Will she able find the power to defet the dark lord. Why are the vampires drawn to her? Who are the Originals .

The dates will be changed so that it matches up with the dates for the start of the the vampire diaries.


It took three weeks for Antonin to find his Mudblood prey, she made it difficult not contacting anyone, from the little resistance that there was left and using little magic making her hard to track. But she used one of the places to camp that she used last time, making it easier for her to be found. All he had to do was find the records for her magical signature and check the places where she had been in the last year, it was a long and tireless process, but it worked in the end. She was in a small forest boarding a meadow as he walked into the forest he looked around for anything that could lead him to his prey, because that all she was too him. There was an invisible, to the naked eye unless you knew what you were looking for, magical bubble that was encircling an area in the densest part of the forest. Poking at it for a few minutes with his wand casting diagnostic spells he learned in his brief time as a curse breaker for Gringotts he let out a laugh her wards that he had to admit where surprisingly complex for someone so young. He loved a challenge, plus it would be worth it for the pleasure of breaking the Mudblood bitch.

Inside her warded tent, Hermione was reading the seventh dark arts book, since she had started reading them three weeks previous. So far, she had learned some disgustingly depraved to do to the human body. She now knew how to kill someone a hundred different ways. There was a spell that would freeze the blood of a victims it would slowly kill them in a tortures and painful way another was a curse that would burn the flesh of the victim of their body killing them slowly but incredibly painfully, it could take up to five minutes for the victim to die. With each book she read she felt her soul becoming more darker and darker, there was always going to be the good in her she wouldn't be her if she didn't care for the right. There were other parts of her soul that had become darkened, she had lost too much and fought too long for her soul to be still pure as it once was. She no longer cared about killing people, it seemed pointless to care when they didn't care about killing her and her friends. She had forced herself to care less about the people she lost, locking her pain inside a locked box behind a wall, she wouldn't be able to function if she didn't.

She was pulled away from her reading when she felt someone analysing her wards trying to break through them, it didn't make her as nervous as she thought it would, to be found, instead it made a maniacal grin appear on her face. The wolf that now shared her body become alive with the need for vengeance it howled ready for a fight. Grabbing her Vinewood wand off the counter top she flicked it making her wards fall, she heard someone tumble forward like they were leaning against her wards only for them to be taken down causing them to fall to their ass. Striding out of the tent she came face to face with one of her least favourite death eaters Antonin Dolohov she had always wanted to get him back for cursing her in fifth year, at the department of mysteries.

Antonin was leaning against the wards the Mudblood had set up. He had already broken down the first outer shell when they come down he gave a yelp of surprise barely stopping himself from falling on his ass. As he righted himself he saw that the Mudblood was striding out of her tent, not looking like she had a care in the world. There was confidence in the way that she held herself that she did not previously poses, her eyes where crazed explosion of colour, her hair had been tamed and fell to her lower back in curls she looked healthier than the last time he had seen her. It made his member twitch with the dark thoughts of what he had planned for her delicious body.

"Mudblood "he expected her to become angry and lash like she did when she was a teenager, instead she tilted her head back and laughed there was an animalistic quality to her laugh that made her sounded feral. As soon as she stepped out of her tent he was hit with her power, it rivalled the Dark lords except where hers was sensually seductive and wild the Dark lords was murderess and crazed. His craziness had gotten worse since he'd been reborn. He pointed his wand at her chest whilst she held hers loosely pointing it at him as though she did not really care.

"Sectumsempra "he called doing the accurate wand movements she deflected his curse and sent one of her own. A dark spell that he was unable to block forcing him jump out of the way, if it had hit him he would have water drowned him alive. Who knew that the Mudblood would throw such a dark curse? Who knew she would kill someone again? Antonio quickly got to his feet casting a powerful protago maxima deflect the next curse that she sent, he then retaliated with a silent Crusio which she had to duck the bright yellow curse. When she straightened up he saw that her eyes had become more amber then brown, she growled a deep sound vibrating through her chest.

"I really hate that curse "her tone of voice was more of a growl then her normal tone

"I heard about Belle's play time. I heard that she carved you up real good made you scream for hours. Guess what Mudblood? I'm going to make you scream for hours too. But I am not going to use those pretty knives. No, I am going to fuck you and you, Mudblood will like it. It's time that you learn to respect your betters "she then did something he wasn't expecting. She discarded her wand jumping on him and sunk her sharpened canines in to his neck and ripped a chuck of his flesh out made making the death eater cry out in pain. When Antonio looked at her, what he saw made his heartbeat faster her eyes where fully amber she had blood dripping down her chin.

"You're a filthy fucking half breed "he knew what she was, she was a stinking werewolf. She let out a loud growl before attacking his neck once more this time biting deeper. She kept biting until his head became decapitated.

It took around seven minutes for Hermione to come back to reality when she did she fell back in shock at what she did. It was then that she knew she'd crossed a line she could never go back over. Wiping the blood off her mouth she stood up and pointed her wand at the body. Grabbing the head of the death eater she summoned a simple cardboard box, from inside the tent, and placed the head into it with a stasis charm making sure that the head did not rot. Whistling she summoned a large barn owl and sent it to Hogwarts with the detached head of Antonin Dolohov with a message for the Dark lord. Whistling as she went to clean off the blood and picking up her book to continuing reading as though nothing had happened, and she wasn't just waiting for the next person to be sent to kill her.


Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry- the next morning

The Dark lord was sat again in the great hall, the four house tables had been removed replaced with one larger table in the centre of the hall. Decorated with his house colours, he was sat at the head of the table his death eaters were sat at the table too, their worth was determined on how close they sat to him. At the bottom of the table where the children left from the battle, and from all around England as it was now mandatory to attend, they were all pureblood with a few powerful or influential half-bloods. Mudblood were not invited and were killed along with their entire family.

When the mail came in, the whole table was surprised to see a large wild barn owl carrying a medium sized cardboard box heading for the Dark lord, it was unusual for the Dark lord to receive mail. When Voldemort opened the box, he gave a shout of anger holding the box upside down letting the blooded head of one of his most loyal death eaters hit the table with a thud. The closest death eaters gave shouts of surprise and some of the youngest children muffled cries at the sight. The head itself was not cut off with a simple cutting curse it looked as though it had been ripped clean off it was jagged and had teeth marks.

"Melin, Granger did that! "this came for the Malfoy heir his face was contorted into disgust looking at the head in horror.

"What is it Draco" Voldemort snapped

"It's just, I can't imagine the know-it-all bushy haired Mudblood I went to school with doing something like this I mean she fights house elf rights" Draco's eyes glazed over as he got lost in thought about Hermione. What he said was true he couldn't imagine Granger killing someone, least of all like that. It looked as though she had bit it off with her teeth, as there where teeth marks marking the bottom of the neck and they were too small to be any animal and where distinctly human.

"It looks like war has changed her"

"It does Milord "his tone was mocking of course Draco knew that the war changed people. It sure as hell changed him making him weaker and more docile, but it also made him see that muggle-borns where not weak compared to purebloods, just look at Granger she was a strong, powerful witch who was now not afraid to kill, anyone who comes after her. Draco noticed that there was writing on the forehead of Dolohov.

"who's next? "Draco read

"What?" the Dark lord snapped

"on his forehead Milord it appears like Granger had sent you a message" he pointed to the forehead where in raw red pimples it read " who's next " it was a clear mocking threat that made the Dark lord cry out in anger again he was about to call out to Draco again when the doors to the great hall burst open and Yaxley came running in until he knelt at the Dark lords feet.

"What is it "Voldemort yelled, he was losing his temper with the interruptions and back chat.

"there is talk Milord of a new power rising in America from a small town called Mystic falls "that would not do he could not allow anyone to challenge his power, but he also could not leave the UK due to the nature of his resurrection. Yet.

"Rabastan, you and Thorfinn will investigate this new power do not get seen otherwise I will have your head" the two death eaters nodded happy that they were trusted with an important mission. The Dark lord nodded to Yaxley dismissing him he is turning back to Draco with a malicious smile and said

"Your turn "he took great pleasure in seeing the blond man gulp and pale further. With everything sorted he dismissed the group and lost himself in though keeping his power it would be harder than though what with the support of the Mudblood growing each day she was free and now this new power rising things would have been a lot simpler in 1981 if he never went after the Potters. He needed to find a way to be able to leave the country.


Draco Malfoy was scared no he was petrified after seeing the dismembered head of Antonin, he was scared out of his mind about what Granger would do to him. He always knew she was violent, third year was a good example, but he would never have guessed she was capable of this type of thing. And Granger hated him, he'd picked on her since the train in first year and every substantial day at school. She was a bucktooth Mudblood and he was a cocky arrogant kid, she had been an easy target. But she was different now, she had killed some of the worst death eaters without even speaking a word she had even killed Greyback. The Dark lord was right war does change people it made her a killer someone, makes them be feared. She was a real threat for the Dark lord. Draco thanked the founders that Granger had the Weasel and Potty holding her back whilst in school because he feared to think what could have happened if she was able to embrace her dark side earlier then she did, they would have all be screwed.

More so then he was now. He had a suicide mission one that would likely result in him experiencing a painful death at the hands of a girl he had royally pissed off. He was the last Malfoy when he died his vaults would pass to the ministry and because Voldemort controlled the ministry it meant the Dark lord would gain access to the vaults. It was probably why he was getting sent on the suicide mission. It occurred to him then that he could offer Granger something to make sure he lived. After all he held no love for the Dark lord so what would it hurt to try and survive he was a Malfoy after all and they did what they could to survive. Besides there was nothing left for him with the Dark lord. Granger had killed his farther, good riddance in his opinion and the Dark lord had killed his mother. Meaning there was no one else for Voldemort to threaten keeping him in line. He would need money enough to live off comfortably and enough to give to Granger so that she could live, he doubted she could be bought off, but it did no harm in bringing the gold as a peace offering. Hell, he would literally throw herself at her feet and beg if she spared his life because Draco had no intention on finding out how Dolohov died fist hand nor why there were tiny teeth marks on his flesh.

The next day found Draco withdrawing a largest sum of money from his Gringotts account he could without raising suspicion. It was around 6 million gallons, more than enough for him and his children's children to never have to work a day in their lives he also bought a new property in the town that Yaxley told the Dark lord about yesterday. His plan was simply give the information to Granger, give the house to Granger and finally give 2 million gallons, which he already changed American muggle money to Granger and hope that she doesn't kill him and return his head to the Dark lord.

When he left Gringotts he headed to Ben's trunks for all occasions and bought a mahogany wooden chest that had sixteen separate compartments and an extended charm making each chamber like a room, there was even a little ladder that would allow him to climb in to the trunk.

His next stop was the apothecary in which he bought an abundance of potion ingredients along with a cauldron of each kind, steel, silver, copper and gold in various sizes he also bought the proper knives and scales for potions making after he was done he went to muggle London.

In muggle London , he went to clothing stores to by Granger some clothes, thinking that the clothes she has will likely be thread bear after a year on the run and that they will be more then likely bloodied. Not knowing her size he had to guess, knowing that she will likely be underweight he bought the smaller sized clothing along with some larger, remembering that he saw her wearing over sized jumpers when they were at school. The underwear was a lot harder to shop for as he had no clue to what her size was, so he got a cup size C knowing that if they were too small or large she could transfigure it to the correct size. Shopping in muggle world , was harder then he thought it would be as he did not associate with them much making communicating with them difficult as well as currency.

When he finally got home, he headed straight for the kitchen carefully avoiding all other death eaters that were not at Hogwarts with the Dark lord. When he was spotted it was by the head kitchen elf called blitz the little elf was more than happy to supply her master with a large supply of food that could last anywhere up to a year.

It took the remaining of the day for him to pack most of his and his father's personal libraries along with most of the manors library which was easy as no death eaters ever went inside, and the Dark lord had his own library. At nightfall he was ready, and Draco set out on the task of finding Hermione Granger he figured that she wouldn't have moved if she was expecting someone to come and fight her and her knew she wanted to fight there was no point in her hiding when she has nothing to live for.


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