A/N: I wont bug you with my words. Enjoy!


It didn't take long for Ron to get engulfed in his food to completely be oblivious to Harry and Ginny holding hands under the table and giving each other quick glances before they take another bite of their food. It wasn't long until Ron interrupted Hermione, Harry, and Ginny. "Hey, I just noticed that your scratches and bruises are just about gone." Ron said as he swallowed as he turned to me. He sat to Hermione's right as Harry and Ginny sat across from them.

Ron gently grabbed Hermione's chin examining her face and neck. "The potions Madame Pomfrey gave you must be working overtime." He smiled as he moved his hand gently stroking her cheek. Then she felt it on her back. A glare from afar burning into her back. Lavender. Hermione sighed as Ron pulled away and went back to his food.

Hermione knew for a fact Ron didn't have feelings for her. They discussed their relationship when they kissed back in 5th year. And they both agreed it was nice but no spark and that they would always stay good friends. Ron always spoke how he loved Lavender and spoke of days where they would get married. Hermione thought they were perfect for each other, both crazy and obsessed. But it was idiotic of Lavender to be jealous of Hermione. To be fair though, Ron would bet any poor guy who even was nice to Lavender.

Perfectly odd couple that she will never understand. Not even if she read thousands of books she would never understand their "odd" relationship. But thinking about Ron and Lavender brought up her's and Bella's relationship. But wait. How are they really in a relationship? She barely even knows the woman and officially met her last night and it was barely an hour. All the other times unconscious don't count.

Hermione tried to let it go as she would at least try to enjoy her food. Not much longer and they were all done eating. And to Hermione's relief, Harry spoke up as they all stood to leave the dinning commons. "Hey ummm, Hermione you said you would help me with my essay today in the library right?" Brilliant! She thought to herself as she nodded.

"that's right." She smiled looking up at Ron who was about to pick her up. "you go and hang out with Lavender, she hasn't seen you all morning." She smiled giving him a hug and left after her nodded at Harry acknowledging that he would now have to carry the girl to and from wherever she wanted. Then it was Ginny. She didn't want to leave at first, but gave in not really wanting to be bored with any essays or at some library. Before she left she scanned the area making note of no people around, and kissed Harry gently on his lips. And just as quickly as it started, she ended it running off with a group of friends.

Harry was flushed as Hermione hit him with her crutch to bring him back while he just starred where Ginny once stood a second ago. Harry smiled turning to Hermione as if he had be hypnotized. "ain't she beautiful?" he sighed eyelids barely open as he was going insane.

"you lost it my friend." She punched his arm. "help me with my project and you can drool over her all you want. Now come!" she demanded glaring at him as he easily caved. She was thankful Harry didn't carry her bridal style, it was good enough as he was a better crutch for her broken leg.

Eventhough it took double time to get to their destination, Harry kept brushing off their slow pace. "it helps me think. I really do appreciate it. It's hard to do it on my own, to be forced to walk slow. But when times like these happens its very relaxing." He gave her a soft smile as Hermione nodded understanding Harry's perspective.

Hermione didn't realize this a lot, but she had to have reminders of Harry's intelligence. She always worried that he wouldn't understand, can't comprehend or think certain ways. But really if he puts his mind to it and isn't around gits like Ron and the quitich team, he is bloody brilliant. And she even wonders if Ginny ever saw that in him?

They finally reached the library and just like any other Saturday, no one was there. Even hardworking students who always were overachievers like Hermione didn't go to the Library. Which is the only reason why Hermione did. She got her peace and privacy whenever she was there. Whether she was really reading a book or just sitting, or just doing anything for that matter, she wanted the peace and serenity. But she was happy with everyone thinking that she is really doing essays or boring library stuff.

Harry helped her first to the archive section of the Daily Prophet as Harry left to search for mythical creatures and books with humans with mythical abilities. Hermione easily found the articles she used for her paper and more. All article's titles were similar to "wizard family dies in burned down house and now missing house elf."

Hermione read through the article hoping to find any signs if a mythical or magical creature could have done this. Then she stopped at the house elves. She shot up limping over to another section of the library to house elves laws. She found the large leather book plopping it down on the table closest to her. She snapped her fingers as her previous papers floated from one table to the one she sat at now.

She opened the book and found what it takes to own a house elf. "A house elf is assigned from the beginning of time to each pureblood family. And each offspring they reproduce will stay with the family till the bloodlines dies." She whispered as she flipped more pages. "Only way for a house elf to be free of the family and their duties, is either be gifted with an article of clothing or the death of the elf himself."

She read on until she found, "if the family bloodline goes extinct by natural causes, then the elf too would die along with the family. But if the family had been murdered, the existing house elves would transfer ownership to the murderer(s) of the family. This is how He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named obtained so many house elves almost creating an army. But they all had deceased along with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was defeated in the first Wizarding War."

"Harry!" she shouted as his head suddenly popped out from around some book case. "Do you know anything about a Wizarding War?" she looked at him wide eyes.

"very brief, it was a war of witches and wizards against magical creatures. I have read a book about it once, but it was very brief of who exactly we fought against. It mostly discussed that it started because the creatures hated the way we used our magic. And it ended with us winning, along with full bio's on the badass Aurors who fought the war."

Hermione looked down at the other book. "was there anything about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" she asked confused, wondering why a war was so vague?

Harry stood shocked. He immediately rushed towards the brunette with several books in her arms. Sprawling them around the table he picked one out and opened it. "I have never heard about him. But I did find something." He flipped pages until he stopped to a picture of a beautiful woman posed nude. Hermione felt as though she was being pulled into the book towards the beautiful woman.

Harry snapped his fingers ending her trance. "this is a Succubus. They have some very similar traits to what I remember in vampire stories. The creatures were both very attractive, as if they were angels, no imperfections. Would pray on usually human or of someone with power. And their goal and only way to feed was pretty much to suck the life out of people. Succubus' sucked out people's souls, as vampires were known to suck on blood. Succubus' would kill you if they fed from you, where vampires could let you live if not taking too much blood."

Hermione looked at the book reading over the words Harry spoke over and over processing what she had been told. "so did she say exactly that she was a vampire?"

Hermione nodded. "Rodolphus told me."

"He is a man correct?" Harry tilted his head trying to look at the girl just as confused and worried as he. Once she nodded he continued. "it says here another big difference between Succubus and Vampire, is Succubus can only be female, while vampires can be male or female. So could it be possible that She was a Succubus and he a vampire? I mean they both have similar traits, it would make sense that they could have a relationship together."

Hermione cocked her head to the side recalling Bella being thankful for her husband's death. "in my opinion, if she was a succubus, it would be much easier to learn about her." He then pointed to all 6 books, "these all talk about Succubus' and their lifestyles, plus there is a whole other section on them. A lot of information, but it's better than little to no information about Rodolphus the vampire." He sighed closing his book staring at his friend. "what exactly did you find?"

Trying to keep calm all she could do was pass him her book along with Daily Prophet articles. "The disappearance of elves in a series of murders that occurred to magical families. The house would burn down, leaving the dead burnt corpses. But all the elves were gone. The book tells what happens to the elf when the family blood lines dies off. And it said that this man created an army killing bloodlines left and right. Now I'm thinking what if he used them in the Wizarding War?

"Plus, if there is another war that is being planned as we speak by someone else? Someone trying to do what he did, but succeed this time? Whether it be vampires or whoever behind it, it can't be good. I mean Harry, there have been 12 dead bloodlines in the past 10 years Harry. Plus there could be as many as 5 or 6 elves to one family bloodline. And you do know how powerful they are with magic." Hermione warned as Harry took off his glasses rubbing away the sweat with his shirt sleeve.

He looked up at her with worried eyes. "Is there any possible way that you will let me tell Albus? Or for god sakes Ron!?" he started to shake placing his head in his hands.

Hermione shoved his arm so he could look up at her concerned face. "Isn't it obvious Harry!? Albus knows! This was all well hidden!" she whispered hysterically. Even though no one was around, she didn't want anyone walking past the library to be concerned. "There is no way he doesn't already know. And so what if we do tell him. He is obviously keeping this a secret. And what if he obliviates you or me? There is no way that we can let this go or forget this Harry."

Harry felt weak and hopeless. He didn't know what to do with this information. A war could be in their near future. With creatures he didn't even knew existed just a few hours ago. This is probably exactly why Albus doesn't want his students to know. They would all be a nervous wreck like Harry, or worse. Fucking lunatics running rampage around school grounds. Sounds like a great idea to Harry, but he knew it would get him nowhere. And he had to be there for his friend, his sister.

"so what do you suppose we do now?" he moaned closing all the books and with the wave of his wand they were all gone and back to their original homes on the shelves.

"For once, I don't even know Harry." She looked at her friend, her brother. "we are in check at a losing match."

Harry exhaled a laugh. "see, I knew you paid attention whenever we played."