She couldn't workout how she found herself sitting across the table from Director Fury but with his question ringing in her head, Hermione Granger-Lupin thought back over her life.

Born September 19, 1979, in London, England to Alicia and David Granger DDS, Hermione had proven herself genius smart by learning to walk and talk before her first birthday, successfully doing math by her second. There was also her magical abilities, trained at the same time as her brain, able to transfigure her clothing with a thought by the time she received her Hogwarts acceptance letter. If not for her letter, Hermione would have been heading back to Cornell University in Ithaca, New York, where she already had 2 years of study under her belt.

6 years of Hogwarts brought training for life, 2 best friends in Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, but also a war that she was on the front lines of. Having a job to do, none of the Golden Trio had returned to the, then, Death Eater controlled school, instead spending what would have been their 7th year on the run. It wasn't that bad, since being blood adopted by Remus Lupin the summer after 5th, the inactive werewolf blood meant they were more at peace around the wilderness.

Out there, they wrote their magical wills, not naïve to the fact they were at war and could easily die. The majority of their worldly possessions went to whoever of the trio survived or to fund and run a magical orphanage if they all perished. Not long after, Ron left them, worry for his family getting too much to bear. He returned after a month but by that time, a huge event had changed one of the trio forever.

Hermione had gone out to hunt for their dinner, hoping for some ducks or rabbits. Coming across a lone sheep, a prize she couldn't pass up, the witch took aim, and just as the spell left her wand, her world tilted as her body was painfully tackled to the ground. Her attacker had his body pinning her down, not even her enhanced strength could budge him.

"Well, well, well, I believe I've found the pesky Mudblood always with Potter. Your dead body will serve me well to catch Potter and get the bounty on his head, plus the added bonus of a, if I'm not mistaken, virgin meal," the fangs grew and Hermione just glared up at the vampire.

She watched as the venom, used to paralyse prey and infect those they wanted to turn, gathered before the teeth sunk into her readily exposed left breast. The witch felt the venom enter her system and the large mouthful of blood leave before she laughed, the laughter getting stronger as her attacker spasmed violently from stride her.

"What?"

"My adoptive father is a werewolf, my blood is toxic to vampires, so while I am now becoming a hybrid, you are going to die a long and painful death," at that, the brunette struggled to her feet and shuffled in pain back to her protected camp.

Harry had nursed her overnight as she became a werewolf/vampire hybrid and in the morning they both decided to wait until after the war to tell anyone, even Ron. The witch had explained what being a hybrid meant to Harry, the perks of everything they already had, enhanced senses, rapid healing, as well as never needing sleep but also the bad things like never aging and also never dying. They had grieved together, knowing that Hermione would be forced to watch her friends all age and die around her. Harry was pleased that his friend still had a heartbeat, wasn't considered dead, and could have a family one day.

Soon after Ron returned they were captured and taken to Malfoy Manor, where after being tortured for days, they managed to escape but lost both Dobby and Luna Lovegood through Bellatrix Lestrange's dagger and wand respectively.

The Final Battle was waged on the grounds of Hogwarts, many fell to the forces of the Dark, who were numerous and aided by giants. Hermione saw the deaths of many she loved, Ron and his father Arthur were killed early in the battle by a giant, Molly Weasley, the matriarch of the loving family, was slain by Bellatrix as she screamed in pain at witnessing their deaths. Not long after, an explosion shook the castle, killing Fred and George, the prankster Weasley twins, and gravely injuring their estranged brother Percy; Hermione had carried him to the makeshift hospital area and helped Poppy Pomfrey save his life.

Harry had gone to sacrifice himself and all the Light warriors stood out in defiance of Voldemort, praying that his words were lies. But as the assembled Death Eaters let Hagrid pass through, Ginny screamed at the sight of her only love in the half-giant's arms, and attacked Voldemort. Everyone began again and Harry came round just in time to see his enemy wipe a slice Ginny had made on his face, the Killing Curse followed soon after.

Hagrid and his half-brother Grawp were racing to where Fenrir Greyback was finishing his defilement of Lavender Brown's corpse. The werewolf killed Hagrid, strengthened by his recent feast, but was torn to shreds by an enraged giant. Grawp went after a large group of Death Eaters had had killed 10 when the remaining 20 all cast, the deadly green beams taking Grawp's life, his falling body crushing 4 of his killers.

Remus and Tonks had been fighting hard with Bill and Fleur until a Reducto hit at their feet. They flew back into the castle, the two women badly injured, their husbands fine due to their werewolf curse, carried them inside, defending the medical area for the remainder of the battle.

Hermione watched all of this from her sniper perch on a bridge tower, waiting for Harry to come around from seeing his true love getting killed. As she watched him, Hermione knew something was wrong, the slight wobble as he moved, the limp wand, but it all happened before she could even move. A simple disarming spell against a curse Harry had faced many times, and Voldemort's curse rebounded straight back at him.

She was Harry's side in a second, catching him when he fell, "Mione."

"You did it," brown eyes met green, and she saw peace, "You're leaving me too."

It wasn't a question, "The horcrux was there too long, invaded my own soul, when it was removed I was on borrowed time. Mione, take these."

"Harry, I can't," Hermione saw the golden snitch that contained the Resurrection Stone and the Elder Wand that had appeared in Harry's hand.

"You are the only on I trust to keep them safe. Death fears no one but you Hermione Granger and I know that one day being the Master of Death will give you the peace you deserve."

As she took the wand and snitch, Hermione felt a large magical power shift, more than the wand accepting her, it was like Death himself was accepting her, "Harry, watch over me please."

"Mione, you are my sister, we will all watch over you, no matter how long it is until we're together again. Please don't fear the loss, make a family, friends, have a life. I love you."

"I love you too my baby brother," and the woman wept as she felt his soul leave his body to a place with no pain.