AUTHORS NOTE: Yes I know that the chapters are short and there are big long pauses between them. I am really sorry about that but my computer stuffs up a lot. And I have a lot o school-work to do. Hopefully I can add chapters a lot quicker now. Remember, reviewers get a virtual hug from harry!

Hermione woke up in a soft bed in the Hospital Wing. She tried to sit up but found that her body wouldn't let her. She moaned slightly when she tried to prop herself up on her arms. Her arms felt like rubber, and she wondered if maybe someone had accidentally taken out all the bones in her body, like Professor Lockhart had done to Harry's arm in 2nd year.

"Help" she whispered, finding that her voice didn't work properly either. Madam Pomfrey came rushing over, with a small glass of what looked like lemonade.

"Oh dear, you're finally awake! How wonderful" she said, conjuring about 5 pillows underneath Hermione to help her sit up.

"What happened to me" Hermione asked timidly; finding her voice small but working again.



'Oh dear, you've had a nasty experience. I should really have your friends tell you" Madam Pomfrey said handing her the lemonade. Or what looked like lemonade.

'Drink this dear, hopefully it will drain out all the exhaustion so you will be able to move again" she said, moving away to no doubt summon Harry and Ron.

Hermione cautiously took a sip of the liquid and screwed up her face at the taste. She wanted to spit it out but knew that she had to have it so she swallowed the entire contents or the cup, scowling at the taste. She tried sitting up again and found that her arms were now working. With a burst of encouragement she tried to stand up and found that her whole body was working again, but she was too weak to stand yet. But that was just a normal side-effect to whatever happened to her. Hermione knew that.

'HERMIONE!!" yelled Harry and Ron and they raced towards her bed. She was so glad to see them.

"Goodness gracious! Boys you of all people should know that she is in the fit condition for shouting and running" scolded Madam Pomfrey. But she placed a box of chocolates on the side table anyway, using the excuse that it was for medical reasons, (like in the 3rd year).



"Those poor kids deserve a bit of chocolate if they have to face Voldemort" she thought to herself.

"What's happened to me?" Hermione asked, taking a chocolate.

'Well, it's a long story. And you might want to sit down" Ron said. Harry and Hermione looked at him witheringly.

'Ron I am sitting down. I can't stand!" Hermione said laughing. Ron looked sulky and muttered that it was "just a saying."

"Hermione, something really bad has happened. Really bad! Well, when we were fighting in the war, Neville was killed" Harry said, preparing himself for the questions. But Hermione stayed silent. She was remembering everything that happened. The killing, Neville dying, her killing two people. She began to cry.

'Harry, did I really kill someone" she asked through her tears. He nodded. She began to sob softly and pulled the blankets over her head, to show Harry and Ron that they were dismissed.



2 DAYS LATER:

"Hermione it is so great to have you back, but are you sure you should be here?' asked Molly Weasley. The Order of the Phoenix (with their newly appointed members Harry, Ron and especially Hermione) were sitting in Dumbledore's office. Hermione had fully recovered and was determined to help.

'Of course. I want to do everything I can to help" Hermione answered.

'Ok then. Well, we have an idea. A fantastic one. But we would need you. And we're not sure if you're up to it" said Sirius. Hermione looked puzzled.

"We think that sending back someone to when Voldemort was in school we could have that person kill him. That way none of the bad things will never have happened" Sirius went on. Hermione smiled, wondering why no-one else had ever thought of that fantastic idea.

"Hermione, we want to send you back" Remus said, and everyone held their breath, awaiting her reply.

"Me? Why me?" Hermione asked, feeling every set of eyes in the room on her.



"Because we have seen what you can do. And we think you are the best one for the job. You will have to stay there for a while. You will have to gain his trust, and you can do that by acting like his friend. You would be his age" answered Tonks. Hermione thought for a moment and then answered

"Okay" Nearly everyone's face lit up.

'Really?" said Molly, unbelieving. Hermione nodded.

"I told you; I want do everything to help. If it means making all these awful things stop, then so be it" Hermione said calmly. Inside she was quivering though. Did she really want to kill another person? But Voldemort wasn't a person. He was Voldemort.

"But what will happen to my studies? I really want to keep up and the studies surely can't keep up back then" Hermione queried.

"Of course we know you're serious about your studies. We will give you the time to catch up when you return" answered Remus. Hermione smiled and thought about the sort of things she might have to do.



Later that night when Hermione was lying in bed, she thought about why she had gone so insane that night of the battle. Why had her eyes gone white like that? Was it a sign of evil? Maybe Voldemort could tell her.

"What?! How could you even think about that Hermione?" Hermione scolded herself.

"But what if he really is able to help me? I mean, I guess I had better gain his trust and be friends first so why not pick up a few things on the way? I mean, I can always kill him later" Hermione said to herself, contemplating whether she would able to actually go through with the plan.