Hermione rolled over in her bed. there were no windows it made her feel uncomfortable. In order to stay mobile she in her other members simply kept different tents that were bigger on the inside at the ones they used at that Quidditch match that seems so so many years in the past. It almost felt as though that match so long ago was a different lifetime. she said up in bed no longer able to go back to sleep she only got a few hours at a time constantly on alert. she never forgave herself and she wouldn't for how she froze up during the battle she looked back and always thought about how she could have done more.

But her life was now in service to those who survived the battle of which there were not many. She looked around the tent surrounded by the few trinkets that she'd kept to remind herself of her friends she was able to salvage a few knick knacks from The Boro of the Weasley household and a picture of their once happy family, but it was never facing up its place was always in a drawer she couldn't bear to look at it most of the time.

See turned at the sound of slapping of the material that served as the door for her section of the tent as Draco came through and sat on the bed next to her. He fell back down and just looked straight up his hand just resting on her thigh she look down at it and grasped it with her own.

She never expected to be close to Draco like this she didn't know how it happened. But it just did, they were each other's solace. After the war had ended the realization of what he had done hit Draco to his core. even though he'd walked over to Voldemort's side he did it out of fear for his own family of which he no longer had.

His mother Narcissa. was executed soon after the battles end. All for her lie that Harry was dead in the forest when he was not, leading to the death of many death eaters. It wasn't long after the execution of his mother that Draco made his way to the order. Lucius Malfoy no longer able to hold on to loss took it into his hands to kill himself his mind already fucked up by the dark lord. I took a long time for Hermione to fully accept and forgive but she had to, she could see it in his eyes, she could hear it in his voice, and she needed people she needed Fighters and he was no longer cowering away.

He squeezed her hand slightly, "We found Snape, he's alive. Should have known that old bastard would have had an antidote for a snake he was forced to be around as a double agent." he laughed lightly " I don't know why it took so long for him show himself but he has. And he has claimed to have found something."

"Do we trust him?" Hermione spoke blankly out into the air.

" I don't see why not. it's him we've checked it's not a potion or some kind of illusionment charm." draco said He set up and put his arms around her and she instinctive leaned back into him. Oh they were affectionate but there is no confusion about their arrangement it was one of necessity not love. Attention each of them needed and each of them were grateful for.

She ran her hand Through his now shoulder length blonde hair. "Well then let's go see what the old man has to say for himself. after all this time he better have something damn good to help us. or at least a damn good reason to have not help so far."


Draco didn't want to move, it had been so long since they had had a moment Alone Together. he knew she didn't love him. and that was okay it was enough that she at least cared for him as a fellow wizard. he stood by her side and fought with her for the past 8 years. the first two were the worst, she was not the same person he had known back then for all those years in Hogwarts.

She didn't smile or laugh anymore her know it all attitude turned into calculated and precise, she was strong and collected. What you needed to be to bring an order back together. She seemed to adapt to her position well. And as the order grew so did her power it was as though the power of the trio Harry and Ron now all resided in her and she was a singular threat to Voldemort's reign.

It wasn't until about two or three years ago when she started to smile again and laugh. It was around that time when we had begun to collect find and Save any mudblood mixed blood or wizard or witch that was not accepted in the Dark Lord's new world. She created mobile communities where they lived and were taught to fight, hide, and survive. I was never sure if she was truly able a smile but it seemed that by the more people she was able to save the more of her old personality she was able to salvage. she looked after every Survivor and made sure they all had help when I needed it and were safe.

She felt warm when she leaned into him her hand gently massaging his scalp was like the touch of a Healer. But they both knew that time was never on their side and if they wanted to do all they could within their lifetime and defeat the dark lord and all of his followers and retake the ministry they didn't have time to enjoy the silence. Her hand came out of his hair and she slowly stood up the thin sheet falling off of her form.

There was a large scar on her shoulder and a few more on her back and side. Hermione was also now a reflection of what she made the order into. She was physically strong now her endurance and strength without a want was significantly improved. And when she did this it made her a quadruple threat brains, strength, magic and beauty, Who in their right mind wouldn't be entranced.


Hermione threw on some jeans a loose shirt and a hard leather jacket she walks through the tent into a larger common term and then to the entrance room of the tent. Drake code followed close behind. "So is he here?"

" Do you think I'm an idiot Hermione?" he chuckled to himself. "no I have a portkey he's in the forest about 10 miles south."

he took a box out from his pocket. Opened it they both touch the portkey and before she even realize that she was face-to-face with a man who resembled her old potions teacher. It was Snape he had survived but the last years had not been good to him. kid aged considerably is hair longer and no longer the dark jet Black. he looked slightly surprised to see Hermione.

" I'm glad to hear that you survived Snape how kind of you to bless us with your presence." Hermione said sarcastically she took a few steps towards the man. " so where have you been hiding all these years Severus?"

" I haven't been hiding. I've been searching." And it said his voice sounded as though he hadn't used it in a long long time " I'm sorry I did not come forward you earlier but it was best that people thought I was dead so that I could do my search case everything failed in case the order failed. as ordered by Dumbledore himself."

" Don't flaunt that name in front of me Snape. if you found something important to our cause then tell us if not you're welcome to join our ranks or leave to be honest I really don't care anymore I have other things I must do I believe it's time we moved a few of our camps anyway."

"Cut Miss Granger I have found what Dumbledore himself could not I have found a library belonging to Merlin himself. And I am bringing for you the only portkey I can get you there and I am the only one who can take you."

" Expect me to just follow you like that? how naive do you think I am Snape you disappear for 8 years presumably dead and now you show up with a portkey at my doorstep saying you have found Merlin's Library?" You looked at him incredulously

" You know I am on your side Hermione I will give you my wands oath and promise that this is not a trap I will do whatever it takes for you to be able to trust me on this but you must because there's information there that could change everything." Snape said his eyes more alert than they had been the entire conversation stare deep into hers conveying he was completely serious

Hermione didn't know why but she wanted to trust him he wanted so badly for that library to be real for there to be real magic there that could help them. but once and realities she's learned are two very different things she wanted to save her friends she wanted everyone to be safe she wanted to be able to live a normal life she wanted so many things that were completely out of her reach. And here Snape was back from the dead.

"Can you bring them back Snape? all those lives that were lost because you chose to not enter the battle and wait it out? all the lives of those who are magic born from Muggles who are killed every day those were considered traitorous killed?" He felt anger bubbling up inside of her as faces of people she had lost play throughout her mind but she pushed it down anger was not what she needed right now she needed a clear head to think, " what makes you think you have found Merlin's Library?"

"Dumbledore traced his lineage back and found relatives that new Merlin himself. he didnt have time to trace it all the way but he was able to gather documents close enough to Merlin's Inner Circle that he had been able to find clues about the wealth of Merlin's information from passages of his ancestors." Snape stated, "I followed every clue every dead end until I finally found something substantial I have traveled all over the world in order to find what I needed and I I found it" As he said that he reached into his cloak and pulled out of vile with a piece of bark inside of it.

"This Hermione is a portkey or sorts only one person can use it and only one person may be in the destination. I spent months in that Library trying to find something useful. there are spells and enchantments Beyond my imagination and abilities, but I found one book that can help fix all of this Miss Granger." he looked down and as though in a trance-like he was reading something "it can just fix this whole rotten world, you have to fix it. I.. I can't but you…. can you must." he looked up at her again. "from everything I've heard and from my time teaching you I have no doubt that you are the only person who can do this and bloody get away with it."

Hermione was taken aback to say the least. she had never thought in her entire life she would be hearing this from Snape rambling on as though she was the savior and to be honest he sounded like a complete lunatic!

This piece of bark. Was a portkey. To Merlin's own Library. the poor man has gone insane. what else could this be. she looked down no longer angry but tired, and took a slow inhale of breath and looked up to two of the Wizards standing behind Snape guarding him.

" Take him to one of the settlements, probably not one near here I would like you to get a full medical evaluation of him immediately." Hermione said, She done turned and started walking a different direction feeling as though she needed to just take a breath she'd seen some messed up stuff and some messed up people after the war but she had not expected Snape to fall this low.

he brought her head into her hands it felt heavy and warm she knew she wasn't sick just tired and stressed and this it's certainly done nothing to help. She lifted her head and reached for her wand as she heard Draco yell, " Hermione move!"

She turned with a stupefy spell ready on her lips when she felt the glass container break against her skin and the bark touching her. She felt a sick disorienting nauseous feeling and closed her eyes. when she reopened them she could not place where she was.

It was as though she was in the center of a giant oak tree the floor was dirt the bookshelves were made from routes and carved out from the tree and the books went as high up as she could see. Therein the center was a large circular table in the with a singular book placed in the middle and a parchment-wrapped up next to it. All she could think was that bastard Snape really did find it didn't he…. she let out a small laugh she felt an urge of excitement that she hadn't felt in years, to read, to look at all the books again. it was an excitement that she first felt when she entered the library at Hogwarts. There was so much new knowledge so much magic so much wonder and mystery. But the first thing she wanted to read was that book and note that Snape had so meticulously left for her.