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I am going to try an update at least once a week or once every two weeks, depending. As previously stated if it is two weeks it will be two chapters and that's a promise. My job is very demanding, since I am the go to person for the owners. I have a life, ha I wish, my life is my job, but when I do get free time, I will catch up with my friends when I can. All the while grasping whatever time I can with my phenomenal boyfriend. Whoever is dealing with distance in their relationship, woot! Currently my man is over in the United Kingdom in college while I am in America. However, I am lucky enough to have a visit coming up in June before he is moving over here for good in August or September! What I am going to try and do is write chapters in advance so all I will have to do is revise or upload them.

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Chapter One: The Beginning Of It All

What's To Come

She just couldn't believe it, everything she has come to know, to love has been nothing but a lie. A whole life based upon nothing but lies, people who she has come to care about, trust, brought cruelty to a whole new level.

Yet they themselves have said to be above such things. Ha! As if, if that were true none of this would be happening. In their sick, manipulative, twisted mind games they play.

Now the cold hard truth was exposed and things that hadn't made sense before made plenty of sense now. The confusing glimpses that had no real place, made sense. The words that seemed to meddle and confuse had a reason behind them. But the puppeteer didn't think he would be losing her strings, but the harsh truth was found and she violently tore herself away. Away, off the stage and out of his grasping games she went.

Her heart was shattering but at the same time hardening, all the while her body slowly became numb and her mind was screaming, screaming at her to just scream and let out everything that was building up inside. To see if her screams are loud enough for anyone to hear, to care, see if her deceiving family, friends even give a bloody fuck about her!

So screaming is what she chose to do, screaming until her throat was raw and bleeding. Collapsing to her knees, hands in wild curly hair, yanking, pulling as she screamed and angry tears ran down her cheeks. Eyes flashing as black and color lines created patterns as they revealed only to disappear a few moments later, repeatedly.

Everything around her shook, including the ground beneath her.

It felt like everything around her, nature, wildlife, magic itself was trying to wrap her in a cocoon, comfort her as if it knew of the cruel, heartless betrayal that the people who said that they care about her, loved her, did.

And as her screams were echoing off the seemingly hallow walls of the ruins, vibrating everything no one came or even knew. All the while the shattering young woman's heart was hardening and her mind was slowly steeling itself to resolve and revenge, while locking herself away in her head. Trying to protect her, the one who protected everyone else. The one never to ask for a thing from anyone.

And to think, to think it started out so little, such as little thing, little hints. A certain look she resembled, a look shared between another, a paper trail that was sloppily cleaned up if one could call it that. A little comment from a ghost was all it took to start that magnificent mind of hers on the path to the truth and realize the true manipulator and evil. To think that a letter attached to a book, no a journal, started the chain events that are unfolding. Changing the world she believed to be so black and white, so clear and to the point. No longer separate, clear but in fact shades of gray were all that made up the world. The truth no longer hidden.

Unfolding cold hearted lies and ruthless, continuing betrayal of people who don't deserve it, then again a person who is betrayed usually never does. Heart ripped out from the back by caring and trusting others, the supposed who cared as well; only to find out that it leads to nothing but heartache and getting killed without realizing it. When even the "evil" wouldn't even curse a "lesser" being when the back turned. Cowardice. Pity. Weakness. Dishonor. Are the traits all those who betray have.

Currently:

Standing in the department of mysteries in the ministry, she stood stock still no sign of anything wrong except for her eyes widening, watching the scene play throughout her mind. Sirius dodging Bellatrix's curse the only way he could, by falling back into the veil and everyone crumpling a little inside while Harry cries out with Remus holding him back. The mournful cries from all those who care for him. Before anything else could play out she was ripped from her mind, confused and captive by a death eater.

As Hermione tilted her head to see her captor little did she know her eyes were not her normal honey but another colour all together and had markings from beneath the creases to the temples. Hermione saw her captor's eyes widen before she was freed by the order showing up, but before anyone else could notice they were gone. It was then the battle began.

Curses were flying all around the department as she threw up her own shield charm, molding it to her body and tossed out curses, and some of her own creation. Stupefy, Full Body-Bind, Silencing, Stunning, Reductor, Impendiment Jinx, Bombarda, Confringo, Fiendfyre, Petrificus Totalus, and many others, some she dared to use that weren't forbidden but not exactly pleasant.

One of the ones she hadn't managed to dodge or deflect was an unknown curse, a bright purple flame, from Antonin Dolohov, when she threw her shield charm to stop a nasty hex from Harry. It was until the order had the death eaters cornered that they all shared a look, with her ex-captor who glanced at her having them all do so.

Holding her stomach discreetly, wand raise she saw Bellatrix from the corner of her eye unpinned and what she saw in her head came back to the forefront of her mind. Determined to not let that happen, she threw a curse to the evil raven-haired woman; ran towards Sirius waving her hand out in front of herself and him, thickening the air to any cures and pushing him to the wall while falling to the ground herself.

The impact to the stone floor with her injured stomach was anything but pleasant. All the air rushed from her lungs as jagged rock dug into her wound. Of course Harry didn't see the save in time and from the angle the young male was at it looked like he was tossed through the veil. With a scream tearing through the boy's throat he chased after the insane Death Eater.

With a shuddering breath, Hermione heaved herself off the cold mysteries floor and ran after her brother in all sense except blood. Not once caring that she was bleeding and her pain intensifying, as she left a trail of blood droplets in her wake. Not noticing anyone from her focus being on her best friend as the battle began once again.

Arriving in the main part of the ministry just to see Harry flinging a curse and then see Bellatrix get to her knees as Voldemort arraperate into the room.

The woman pleading with her master, to that it wasn't her fault and to see that. It was then that Riddle chose to throw a curse at the boy only for it to be miraculously stopped as Hermione screamed in fear for her friend as she ran towards the claimed mad man.

Standing in front of Harry, breathing ragged still holding her stomach; she raised her eyes to the serpent like man. Unafraid, Hermione's eyes ablaze with an unmatchable fire and fierceness as they again changed color, this time to an even different color and got markings once again.

Her whole being screaming raw power and that she would protect what was precious to her, that she wouldn't go down without a fight. Her whole being daring someone, anyone, to dare try and mess with her at the moment for whoever it was would fail no doubts. Though there was not a noticeable change, but if one would look very closely they would have seen Voldemort's eyes widen in shock and disbelief, however it was gone as quickly as it came.

It was all she could do as she prepared herself for what she thought would be a battle. Only when the Hogwart's Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore showed did she allowed herself to fall into the darkness that had been beckoning her like a sweet lullaby since she aided Sirius. Not seeing the slight flash of concern from The Dark Lord, nor hearing Harry's desperate scream of her name, begging her to be alright.