A/N: Hey guys, The POV will be…. Jack's today. I don't know where this chapter came from, I was planning on doing something light hearted and Fremione-ish today but this just came out through my fingers and into the keys. I swear I didn't mean it.

J.L.-

I could see the happiness and life in her eyes. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. I wonder if it's true. I guess it is, considering.

Two days ago I wouldn't of ever believed in such nonsense, but now, I've changed. I've become better. Through feelings and emotions. I just don't know how to control them, how to change them into something…. positive. Something right and good.

He won't be happy with me. The one who sent me. The one who I have been given orders to follow. The ultimate judge. The only one who CAN judge and judgment day is coming. I just don't know how far away it is or how long it'll take to get here.

To me.

He scares me. I am a God fearing man because I know that I'll be sent to the deepest, darkest corners of Lucifer's abode but He is a lot more….. powerful than God. Sure, God is the creator the damner but He is the ultimate destructor the ultimate top dog. More frightening than Lord Voldemort, more tempting than the deepest wish of a heart, more jealous than anything else in existence. Nothing could ever amount to his power, strength, magic, temptation, and scorn.

He just….. only a very few people knew about him, knew his power, knew that every second of their pitiful, undeserving life was in danger even if they tried to feel safe in different spaces. I was one of the people who did know, obviously. I was never alone, never could be. He is always watching, always has been, always will be. He can never be stopped, which is why I haven't felt safe since I found out.

The day I turned thirteen my father came to me and told me everything. How He was the ultimate destroyer, how He created magic in the early days of existence, how even God and Lucifer feared Him. How if you wanted to live you should pray to and love only Him. How if you worship any other more than Him you'd die, a very long, painful, tortured death. He told me who He was.

He is my father. The man who raised me, fed me, clothed me, taught me how to live my life. I've known this information for five years now and everyday it eats me up just that little bit more. He taught me his ways, his mind set. People fear me for being what the Ancient Greek's would call a demi-god. What others would call a freak, an abomination.

I didn't want to be who I am, but I had to be. I had to be who I am or my father will destroy all that is good and right and replace it with the likes of Voldemort and Lucifer.

The only good thing about knowing this is that I'm prepared. I have friends that will help me. For example I have Lucifer. He has sworn to me that he will help me, will rebel against my father with me. Even though Lucifer just wants to take His place. I'll deal with that slight dilemma later though, he won't ever be stronger than me. I can kill with a blink of an eye. I can bring life back in a click of my fingers. It's not fun, not hard either though. It hurts. To resurrect someone takes a great deal of power. It rips apart of me with it, which is why I hate doing it. I need every good piece of me I can get. I never want to be like my father, never, even though I plan to take his place. I'm hoping that I can make this world that we are forced to live in a good, just and right one. A home of angels, of hope and her.

Hermione could fit quite easily there. Which is why I have been sent to retrieve her, but there is only one way to get her to my father and that is a gruesome and horrific one. And she has to be willing. I don't know how I'm going to do that but I wish I didn't have to. She's happy, any fool could see that, that Weasley boy is good for her. He makes her whole. I wish I could do that for her, be her savior, her only salvation.

I don't know how or when but I've…. gathered feelings for her. I've felt unbearable, unconditional, unexplainable, irritating, unacceptable, intolerable love for her.