A/N: Okay you guys ….this is the first chapter that's going to be written by me. I hope you like it. One more thing….. I don't own any of the characters in this story…except for the one or two that I may makeup…and the only thing I do own is the plot…

It Was Only A Dream

The room was dark. Everywhere she turned that was the only thing she saw…..DARKNESS. She didn't know where she was or who had brought her here. The only thing that she knew was that this wasn't a safe place and she had to get out of there and fast.

Slowly but surely, she started to make her way through the darkness. It seemed to last for hours on end….that is until she saw the light at the end of the tunnel. She started to believe that just maybe she would be able to make it out with nothing going wrong.

But oh how wrong was she.

Just when she was about to step out into the light, something from the darkness seemed to just pull her back farther in the she was to start with. It seemed the harder she tried to get free, the more she got trapped. And then she heard it.

"Hello Hermione." The cold voice said.

Without even turning around, Hermione knew who was calling her name. The one person she hoped would never find her; the one person she wished she never would have to meet in the darkness.

"What do you want…….Snape."

"Why you know exactly what I want. The question you should be asking is when it's going to happen."



Hermione didn't know what to do. Apart of her mind wanted to side with Snape…she knew what he wanted to do; she just didn't know when it was going to happen. But the other part was screaming at her to run as fast as she could in the other direction and not to look back. No matter what happened. But she just couldn't get her feet to move in the direction that she wanted to go. It was like his voice had paralyzed her to the spot she stood. She did the one thing that came to mind. She kept him talking.

"Where am I; why have you brought me here; do you know how much trouble you are going to be in when they find me?"


"My, my, my you do ask a lot of questions don't you Hermione. Oh well, let's see. You are in a special place of mine, where no matter how hard someone tries looking for they will never find you. So I really don't care how much trouble I'm going to be in because no one is ever going to find you. And isn't it obvious as to why I'VE brought YOU here."

She didn't know what do or what to say. She just stood there. It was like her brain had gone on shut down. And no matter what it wasn't waking up any time soon. And then it happened. Now I wouldn't call it fate, because no one in a million years would call it fate. To most normal people would call it painful, and excruciating. Because what happened next was just that. Before Hermione could think what to do, she was hit by something that set her whole body on fire.

I seemed like she had fallen into a furnace and no one was there to get her out. The harder she tried to scream, the more it hurt and the harder it was to breath. And then just like that it was gone. And she was able to breathe easier. And best of all she was able to move. As soon as she was sure that she was fine, she took off in a run.



She thought maybe if she could just stay ahead of him by a minute at least, then maybe she could just make it out of here alive. She could hear him behind her. Just walking. And calling her name like they were old friends.

It was like she was running in a maze. Left here, right there. But it still seemed like the more she ran, the more she was getting lost. And then she felt it. He had caught up with her. And with one blow, she was on the ground. Her shoulder felt like she had been hit by a sledge hammer. She tried to get up, but it hurt to put pressure on her shoulder. She had a strong feeling that maybe it was dislocated. She finally pushed herself off of the floor with her good arm. And started to run again. She knew that she wouldn't get far with her shoulder the way it was. So stopping for just a moment, she did the one thing she could think of.

With a loud crack, she snapped her shoulder back in place. She slid down to the floor. All she wanted to do was stay sitting there, but she knew that she couldn't. Because if she did he would for sure find her and then she would never be able to escape. So once again she forced herself off the floor, and began to run.

Hermione…

She stopped for a second before she started to run again. She knew she heard her name being called but it didn't sound like it was Snape. It sounded like someone else. It sounded like Sirius. But how could that be. She knew that he wasn't here. And didn't Snape say that there was no way for anyone to find her here.

Hermione…

There it was again. But it sounded closer. She started to pick up her pace. Maybe it was Sirius. Now if only she could get to him before Snape got to her, then everything would be okay. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Praying the whole way that she would make it.



Hermione…

It was like the more she heard her name, the faster she made herself run. She was determined to make it to him if it was the last thing she did. She didn't want to spend another minute in this place. And then the one thing she didn't want to happen, happened. She turned the corner and standing there was none other than Snape himself. Within an instant she was turned and running the other. But this time she wasn't going anywhere. He had her and she knew it. But where was Sirius. She knew he was here. She heard him.

"So Hermione, you thought you could get away from now did you. But let me tell you a little secret. No matter where you go in here. No matter how far you run. You will always end up back in front of me. This is your fate, Hermione. Learn to deal with it."

And then with a resounding crack, she was on the floor. With excruciating pain soaring through her leg. She knew that it wasn't broken because she could still move it. But it was like the a thousand knives were passing through her leg all at once. And she knew that, just like her shoulder, there would be a bruise.

Hermione…

She could hear him. It sounded like he was so close, but at the same time she knew that he was far away from her. And then the pain in her leg and shoulder got to the point where she couldn't take it anymore. And she let the pain push her into unconsciousness. Praying that either someone found her fast or Snape just ended it soon.

Hermione…

"Hermione, can you hear me…..You need to wake up now……Come on Hermione……Please, you need to wake up now."



Slowly but surely Hermione started to wake up. After wrapping the sleep from her eyes Hermione looked into the soft worried eyes of the one and only Sirius Black. And the first thing she did was throw her arms around his neck and start to cry.

"Sirius…thank goodness you're here………I was so scared you would never find me…" Hermione said through her tears.

"Hermione what are you talking about…Remus said that you got a letter and when you read it you passed out……you haven't gone anywhere……you were just having a nightmare…you've been asleep for six hours now. We were starting to get worried about you……so I started to call your name……hoping that you would wake up." Sirius replied.

Hermione just sat there. She couldn't understand what he was saying. She was only having a nightmare. It was only a dream. But it felt so real. It was like she was actually there. And Snape. He was there too. But could it really have just been only a dream.

"Hermione are you okay."

"I'm okay. I'm just going to go to the bathroom and clean myself up a little bit. And then I'll meet you out in the living room, okay."

"Okay. Just as long as everything is okay with you."

Slowly Hermione got up off the bed and made her way to the bathroom. Once there she looked at herself in the mirror. And she had to admit she looked like shit. She decided to go ahead and take a shower. Hopefully that would wake her up and she can get that creepy dream out of her system. When she went to pull her shirt over her head, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder. At first she just thought that she sleep wrong on it. Sirius did say that she was asleep for six hours. But when she went to take off her pants, she saw a big, ugly, bruise on her thigh. She just looked at it and slowly turned her back to the 

mirror. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that the whole back of her shoulder was cover in a massive, greenish-purple, bruise. She did the first thing that came to mind. She screamed.

A/N: Okay guys that is the first chapter that I have written for this story. I hope you like. I'm starting to write the next chapter, but please give me some time. It may take longer to write due to the fact that right now I am dealing with some school stuff. But I do promise to update as soon as I can. Please review and tell me what you think. And if you want you can give me some ideas and I'll try and find a place to put them in.

Mari