Summary:Hermione was once a was taken into Aro's arms and she had grown to love Hermione was brought into the future and was raised by humans even though the secret of her past that she was half human/vampire was hidden from she stops ageing, she realises something is seeks help and finds out who she will happen is she finds her love and home?

Rating: Rate T because of possible content

Author's Note: Sorry I haven't had time to update for the past 2 weeks. But here it is! I hope you enjoy!:)


Last time:

However, Hermione made a mental note to tell Harry of her dream. Even though it sounded mad, she needed to tell someone.

And soon.

It had only been a solid day since the dream entered Hermione's dreamland and haunted her thoughts. Why was this dream creeping into her thoughts so much?

Hermione brushed a stay curl behind her ear as she read a Complete Biography of Albus Dumbledore. It was an attempt to get her mind off of her dream she had the other night.

She sighed, knowing that even a good book couldn't even distract her. She slammed it closed, causing Crookshanks to jump and flee from the room.

Hermione started to set the book down until the cover of the book started talking.

"What is wrong, ?" The cover asked. She placed the biography back in her lap and looked down of the portrait of her former headmaster.

"Just a dream is bothering me." Hermione said simply. "It's nothing to worry about."

A gray eyebrow rose. " It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, ." Dumbledore said wisely. Hermione gave a soft smile and nodded.

"I'm aware, Headmaster. But this is very different. I'm having these...odd dreams."He slowly nodded as a sign for her to continue. "Well, it's me yet it's not. I-I attack people by biting them. It sounds so odd and crazy but I can't help but feel as if it is somewhat real."

"You said dreams, as in the plural tense, correct?" He asked smoothly. Hermione swallowed roughly and nodded. "If could possibly tell me one of these dreams, I may just be able to help you."

Her eyes lit up. She searched through her memories and thought of a dream. "Well, there was this one.."

...

"Marcus, why must you measure my height again? We already did this yesterday." A girl spoke, looking up at the hand that was tracing a line above her head.

A male slightly chuckled as he removed his hand. "You know that I must, my child." He said as he scribbled on a piece of parchment.

Hermione smiled at him and replied, "I am very aware, but haven't I stopped growing?" She stepped away from the wall and all the different marks of ink.

Marcus walked and placed the quill and the parchment on the table. "Possibly you have, but checking it everyday is necessary. And don't you also enjoy seeing the progress you made?" He asked, slightly smiling down at her.

The girl who was now seven years old but looked as if she was eighteen shrugged. She took a step forward and read the measurements through the years. "Also, my child, I am sure you will stop growing soon. You're only half an inch taller than you were yesterday."

She shrugged and smiled. She was about to respond to his statement until the two doors leading to the Volturi room opened.

Aro walked in with a man trailing behind him. Hermione stepped a few steps back from Marcus and watched Aro introduce the man. She rather not interfere with the Volturi's business.

"Marcus, Caius, this is Carlisle Cullen."Aro spoke cooly. "He shall be the newest member of the Volturi. He is a very, interesting man, and I am sure you both shall think so too."

Hermione could tell that Caius already wasn't quite fond of him, due to his facial expression. Marcus merely nodded at the new member and muttered a "Hello."

Aro then turned towards Carlisle and started to talk to him about the Volturi and the rules they in force. She knew that this would be a good time to leave the room.

She snuck past the Volturi members and over to the two, large, oak doors. She pressed her hands against one of the doors and was about to open until her father called her name.

"Hermione!" He called cheerfully, most likely just noticing that she was leaving. Hermione supressed a sigh and removed her hands from the oak doors. She turned around and lightly smiled at her father.

"Yes?" She responded. She placed her hands in front of the dress that she was wearing. Aro smiled at her and placed a hand on the small of her back. He guided her to the new member, Carlisle Cullen.

"Hermione, this is Carlisle. He's the newest member of the Volturi." Hermione looked at his appearance. He was an attractive man.

Her brown eyes flickered to his face. It was cold and pale, just like all the other vampires she met. But his eyes, so welcoming and warm. They were the most beautiful color of gold she had seen. When Hermione looked into them, she felt she was being tugged closer to the stranger.

"Lovely to meet you." Hermione said, smiling at the man. The man, Carlisle, lightly bowed and returned her smile. "It's very lovely to meet you too, Hermione."

...

Hermione looked at Dumbledore who wore an expression of knowingness.

"Could you help me professor?" She asked down to the book cover. The old man smiled, the wrinkles by his eyes clear.

"Ah, , I could certainly could. But I won't. This is a perfect journey for a Gryffindor like yourself. I assure you it will all become very clear in time."