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Thanks for your comments The Alternative Source (Yeah I was looking at that 3 line dream too. I'll try to make them better. Great advice about using the dream sequences thanks so much.), Marsgoddess1 (Yeah I think Jacob is kind of ignored by everyone. I totally agree with you about Bella.), cjewellm (I will do my best to update, but classes start up again mid next month.), brownie20 (Thank you for your interest in my story). I'm sorry if I mess any of the events within the Harry Potter story never finished the last book. Oh while I'm at it this goes for the entire story: I do not own JK's characters or Stephanie Meyer's characters, but I have come up with the story plot.

Chapter II

Brand New Day

(Dream Sequence)

The dark dank room smelled of mold and a mysterious rotting scent lingered in the dense air. Hermione was hanging from her wrists which were binded by frigid iron shackles. She was exposed to the elements except for what little her undergarments covered. She struggled against her bindings to release her battered wrists. The chains clinked against the stone wall in which she was propped against. She could feel the many painful injuries which would only serve to continue to keep her in a weakened state.

Suddenly she heard harsh steps nearing the end of the dungeon in which she was being held. The wildly chilling cackle was heard from somewhere in the darkness of the cell. The ice cold razor sharp edge of a dagger could be felt slowly gliding along her neck almost tauntingly.

"So the mudblood finally graces us with her presence." Bellatrix spoke with a hint of excitement, as she was aware that she was about to torture yet another helpless victim.

A slight pressure was added to dagger, and a scream escaped from Hermione's raw throat. The blade left a crimson stream in its wake as she trailed it from Hermione's jaw down the length of her torso. Tears streamed down Hermione's face as the pain suddenly exploded with a quick cherry red spell was sent her way.

(End Dream Sequence)

BRRIINNG! Hermione fell out of the bed onto the cream carpet from shock. She looked up at her side table to realize that her parents had set an alarm to wake her. She pressed the off button harshly to shut off the horrible sound it was emitting. She wiped away at the tears that had escaped her eyes while she was asleep.

She stepped over to her bathroom and stripped before entering the glass shower. Several streams of steaming water sprayed over her and relaxed her tense muscles as the warm water kneaded her skin. When she finished in the shower she encased herself in a fluffy stark white towel. She walked over to the counter which held her hair products and styling tools. During her last year at Hogwarts, her roommates finally gotten their hands on her hair and now it laid halfway down her back in beautiful sleek curls without any sort of frizz at all.

She decided to wear her hair in a high ponytail with her sideswept bangs sweeping perfectly to the side. Adding a bit of hairspray to keep it in place she decided her hair was presentable. She lined her honey brown eyes with a coal black liner and added mascara. Then she painted her lips with a classic red lipstick and added a clear gloss over her lips.

She walked over to the walk-in closet which was covered in brand new clothes her mom had bought in excitement when Hermione informed them that she was coming. She selected a pair of straight leg black jeans and a basic white v neck t shirt. She slipped on a pair of black high heeled patent booties with a cage design onto her feet.

She entered the kitchen where her parents were seated at the table enjoying a morning coffee while sat across from each other reading different sections of the local paper.

"Good morning Mum, Dad."

"Hello sweetheart, another cloudy day today." Her father informed her as she took the pitcher of orange juice and poured it into a clear glass.

"Hermione, I don't have to go into the clinic until 11 if you would like to go up to the school before then." Her mother said as she looked up from the article she had been perusing previously.

"Yeah, the sooner the better," Hermione said.

"Okay, well I'll get my coat and we can be on our way. Oh by the way would you mind going to the garage with me for a bit." She said as they reached the entryway where Mrs. Granger had her coat on a metal coat rack.

"Sure. What's in the garage?" she asked as she grabbed a black leather motorcycle jacket with an asymmetrical zipper.

"I just need you to help me move something out of the way." Her mother replied.

They made their way outside to the detached 3 car garage adjacent to the house. As they entered she saw her parents cars. Her mom's midnight blue Mercedes E-Class was parked in the first spot. Her dad's black Chevrolet Avalanche was parked in the second spot, but there was something peeking out from behind it. She walked over to investigate, and she was quite shocked when she saw it.

Author's Note: Okay, please if you have any idea what Hermione's dream car would be please let me know, or should it be a motorcycle? Hmm, Let me know what you would choose. As always let me know what you think. Thank you for reading.