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A/N: Hey everyone, couldn't help myself and had to wright this chapter even though I really need to be studying for my exams. I hope you like it even though nothing exciting really happens in it, just explaining what happened to Emmett and Hermione's curse thing. Its quite long for me and I was going to cut it in half but decided that nothing exiting happens so I might as well have it all in one chapter. Just to tease you; I woke up at 3am last night with an awesome scene for this story. It shows Hermione's evil side and I have to say that it is positively wicked, however it wont be for a while. But….. Some exciting stuff in coming up and Hermione's mystery adoptive son will be revealed soon, even though I know you most likely already know who it is. Anyway, enjoy the chapter and please review.

Chapter 9

Alice –

Alice fidgeted as she moved around, cleaning and straightening differed and random objects around their large house. She was trying to keep her mind distracted as they waited for Emmett and Hermione to finish their conversation with each other. Edward had said that they were reminiscing and talking about what has happened since they had last seen each other, explaining that they couldn't hear the two because Hermione had cast some silencing charm over the room and that he could only hear snippets of Emmett's thoughts. Alice finished whipping the slight smudge off of one of their many crystal vases and was now focussing on dusting the large oak bookcase, trying to keep her mind from trying to see Hermione's future.

Alice cringed as she accidently let her mind sip in the slightest, and it began searching for Hermione future however was stopped every time she found something. It was like there were walls blocking her memories and every time she tried to get past them she would feel as though an invisible force was striking her head repetitively. She stopped dusting the bookshelf for a minute and focused all her energy on stopping her mind from what it was doing.

She sighed as the invisible force stopped and she quickly walked into the lounge room were everyone else was waiting. Alice took the empty seat on the sofa next to jasper who had finally returned from wherever it was that he mysteriously disappeared to. Edward who had given up on trying to read Emmett's mind was now explaining to Jasper what had happened.

"Wait," Jasper interrupted in shock. "Hermione is Emmett's sister? How is that even possible? He was changed in 1935 and she wasn't even alive back then!"

"I know," Edward sighed, rubbing his temples trying to sooth the impending headache. "From what I have seen and heard, Emmett was hit by three curses simultaneously. When this happened, the spells merged and formed one spell, which seemed to do the damage of each individual curse, erase his memory and also send him back in time."

Alice cringed as Jasper all but yelled "What!" in disbelief.

"I know. I found it hard to believe at first, but the more I think about it, the more logical it seems." Edward reasoned, while Alice nodded her head in agreement. "The day Emmett was turned, we only assumed a bear mauled him since there were many sighting in the area. Plus when he was turned he couldn't remember a thing."

"Alice couldn't remember a thing after her transformation," Jasper argued and Alice recoiled at the sore subject.

"Alice is a special case Jasper," Carlisle interjected. "The sooner we accept and understand Emmett's situation, the sooner we can move on to more important subjects."

"Fine," Jasper mumbled as he crossed his arms childishly.

At that exact moment, Hermione and Emmett exited the room they were chatting in, Emmett's arm wrapped around the smaller girls shoulder. Alice watched on in amusement as Jasper suddenly sat as straight as an arrow and was evening out his clothes at the sight of the girl, while Rosalie sprang into action, fussing over the two and making sure they were ok and that nothing bad happened to Hermione.

Alice leaped up mercifully and led Rosalie back to her seat so that the two in question could continue their path to the lounge room. Hermione sat on the loveseat next to Rosalie while Emmett stood behind the two protectively. Alice giggled softly in mirth as the small girl coughed awkwardly sinking back into her seat slightly.

"Ummmm…. Hello?" she said giving a small, uncomfortable wave to the group of vampires surrounding her. "I'm Hermione Granger…. Which you probably already know," she trailed off.

Alice looked around at her family, seeing that they were all looking as awkward as Hermione was and were not sure on what to say. Alice decided to take things into her own hands and sprung up from her seat again and practically bounced over to where Hermione was, lifting her out of her own seat and pulling her into a hug.

"I'm Alice," she said sweetly, pulling back from the hug and turning to the rest of the family. "You know Carlisle and this is his mate Esme."

"It's so good to finally meet you properly," Esme said softly and she walked forward and enveloped Hermione in another hug. "I was so worried about you."

"Thank you," Hermione whispered softly as Esme stepped back, wrapping her arm back around Carlisle's waist.

"Carlisle and Esme are like our adoptive parents," Alice explained. "This awkward looking fella over here is Edward. He's dating this ghastly human girl Isabella," she gossiped.

"Hey!" Edward almost shouted, looking appalled. "Bella is perfectly nice…. And intelligent!"

Alice scoffed.

"We all know you only like her because her blood is like your 'own personal brand of heroine'" Rosalie mimicked him, quoting him exactly while the family started laughing while Hermione looked slightly confused. Seeing Hermione's confused expression Rosalie explained that "its an inside joke."

Once everyone had settled down Alice decided to keep introducing her family.

"You know Emmett obviously, and Rosalie here is his mate," Emmett gave Hermione a grin, while Rosalie gave her an encouraging smile.

"Now this handsome young gentleman over here is Jasper and he is my best friend," Alice said, making sure to mention that she and Jasper weren't together. She, and her family around her, watched on with satisfied smirks as a faint blush spread over Hermione's face as Jasper gave her a charming smile.

Alice's smirk turned into a grin as she watched Hermione's breath hitch as Jasper got up and bent down to kiss her hand.

"It is a pleasure to meat you ma'am," Jasper spoke in his slightly Texan accent.

"The pleasure is all mine," Hermione replied, her brush growing.

Alice watched as the two stood there, lost in each other's eyes and after about a minute she decided to intervene.

"Did you know that Jasper is the only on that has been able to handle mine and Rose's shopping trips," she almost sang and she skipped over and linked arms with him. "That's probably why we're such good friend. Everyone else gets sick of shopping after a couple of hours, but he continues to stick by me and makes sure I don't by everything in the shops."

Hermione looked shocked for a second before raising an eyebrow.

"I imagine that would be a difficult task from what Emmett has told me," Hermione said with a smirk, which both Jasper and Alice returned. Edward chuckled from were he was standing and walked forward to sit on the couch were Alice and Jasper were sitting.

"Now that the introductions are over," Edward started more seriously. "We have a few questions we want answered before…. anything bad happens again."

"Of course," Hermione said, with a grave smile as she, Jasper and Alice all sat back down. "Ask away."

"Firstly Hermione," Carlisle started, "Just let us know everything; what has happened in you're life? What has happened to the wizarding world? Why were they keeping you captive like that and treating you so badly? Who is this Draco that Edward was talking about and how do you know him?"

Hermione stared at him for a moment, eyes wide as she took in all the questions before settling down and shifting uncomfortably.

"Well…. It's a long story," Hermione said. "I don't think I can go though it all, however I have journals in my from my first year at Hogwarts, up until the final battle."

"What's Hogwarts?" Edward asked confused.

"It's a magical school," Carlisle answered for her, showing his little knowledge for the wizarding world. "There aren't many wizarding schools around the world, however the main one in Europe is Hogwarts. I met a wise Wizard on one of my journeys named Albus Dumbledore. The last I heard of him he was the headmaster of that fine school. How is he?"

"He was murdered by Severus Snape two years ago," Hermione answered gravely. "But his death was instrumental, and part of his overall plan to defeat the dark lord. The plan, however did not go perfectly and the dark lord ended up taking over the wizarding world."

"Oh," Carlisle said, taking in the heartbreaking news. "He was a great man, and it is comforting that he at least died for something he believed in."

Alice watched approvingly as Hermione let Carlisle have a minute to mourn his friend. When Alice sensed that Carlisle was finished grieving for his lot friend she asked the question she knew everyone wanted answered.

"Who's the Dark Lord?" She asked and Hermione looked at her a flash of anger crossing her face.

"He is the most vile, cruellest, revolting, evil little bastard you could ever have the displeasure of meeting," she said venomously. Alice looked at her in shock as Hermione took a deep breath to calm down. "I won't explain every little detail of his life but I will tell you the short version of how he has risen a war.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle, also know as Lord Voldemort and The Dark Lord is a half blood wizard and is considered to be the most powerful dark wizard of all time. He was born on December 31st, 1927 and was the son of a wealthy muggle named Tom Riddle Sr., and a witch named Merope Gaunt, who died shortly after childbirth. Tom Riddle Sr. left his wife soon after she became pregnant with their son, having been released from the enchantment of a love potion, which had started their relationship. Their son, Tom Marvolo Riddle, was born and raised in a Muggle orphanage, but eventually attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from 1938 to 1945 and was sorted into Slytherin house. He was the hair of Salazar Slytherin and was ordered to finish his work. To the school at large he appeared to be an exceedingly handsome and polite child who was the most talented pupil to ever attend Hogwarts. In reality, however, Riddle was cruel, arrogant, sadistic, manipulative, psychopathic and megalomaniacal. Having achieved outstanding grades in every examination he took, Riddle left Hogwarts and went on to a brief employment at the book store 'Borgin and Burkes', before disappearing from public view completely." Hermione stoped for a second to catch her breath and Alice listened on with avid attention, as she knew the rest of her family was.

"Having embraced the dark arts he encountered in his travels, the former Tom Riddle, now known exclusively as Lord Voldemort, raised an enormous army comprised of followers he recruited both at school and afterwards as well as many dark creatures. This army, known as Death Eaters, began a campaign of terror and violence never before seen in Britain. After hearing half of a prophecy referring to a single being with the power to destroy him, Voldemort set off to kill Harry Potter, to whom he believed the prophecy referred. After murdering Harry's parents, Lilly and James, Voldemort turned his wand upon the boy, but due to Lilly Potter's loving sacrifice, Voldemort's curse backfire on him and his body was destroyed. Stripped of his physical form, Voldemort's curse backfired on him and his body was destroyed. Stripped of his physical form, Voldemort fled to a far-flung forest in Albania to await the day when he could regain a body and return to power. After thirteen years of waiting that day would finally arrive and with the use of Harry Potter's own blood, the Dark Lord rose again.

"Although he initially laid low, Voldemort was soon forced into the open, and began his bloody conquest of the wizarding world anew. After two years of constant warfare, Voldemort finally gained control of the Ministry of Magic, and ruled relatively unopposed, save for a few pockets of resistance. Despite his hold over the country Voldemort was still unsatisfied as he had yet to remove the danger the prophecy presented to him. After learning Harry Potter's location, Voldemort set out to destroy the boy once and for all, launching his entire amassed force against Hogwarts. Upon arriving at the school, Voldemort was met by a full-scale rebellion of Hogwarts staff and students, the residents of Hogsmeade, a near by village, along with the member of the Order of the Phoenix, a secret society founded by Albus Dumbledore to oppose Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters. As the battle progressed the Death eaters were driven into the Great Hall where Voldemort engaged Harry Potter in a duel, in which Voldemort won. After the death of the great Harry Potter more and more of the light side were being killed off and the death eaters cornered the rest of the living into the courtyard were they committed a coinciding execution. I was the only one from that battle who survived, only to serve as an example of how filthy little mudbloods like myself should be treated," Hermione finished off bitterly.

Alice stared wide-eyed at the girl in front of her and couldn't help but agree that this man…. No, this thing is the cruellest, most revolting, evil, vile, cold-blooded snake that could ever live.

Esme –

Esme stared at the girl in front of her in shock. Never in her life did she think that such a man could exist. It sent chills down her spine even thinking about meeting this Lord Voldemort. Thinking over Hermione's speech, Esme remembered the girl saying a name Harry Potter with such loving that she had to know the man.

"This Harry Potter," Esme started sadly. "You knew him."

It wasn't a question, but a statement and Esme knew that Hermione understood the underlying question which was 'how well did she know him'.

"He was my best friend," Hermione said almost depressed. "His other best friend, Ronald Weasley, was my fiancé. We were better know as the golden trio as people liked to call us. We came face to face with Tom Riddle many times throughout our time at Hogwarts and our year on the run. Everyone though of us as the light at the end of the tunnel. The ones that would defeat you-know-who once and for all," Hermione gave a short, bitter laugh. "What a load of garbage that was."

Esme watched on sadly as the girl slumped over in her seat, rubbing her eyes as if to get rid of the memories. They all sat like that for a few minutes as they waited patiently for Hermione to regain her composure. Esme heard her sigh softly as she sat back up and rubbed her eyes one last time before looking back at them all her gaze landing of Jasper.

"You're probably dying over there," she said sympathetically. "Feeling each and every one of my emotions. I have learned to control and live with them but for you…."

"It's not particularly pleasant," he agreed with a slight grimace, looking strait back at her understandingly.

"Hermione," Carlisle intruded, before the two could get lost in each other's eyes again. "I was wondering about your…. condition. I'm not particularly sure of what was really happening when…. It happened and I was wondering what I should be doing in a situation like that, if it were to happen again."

"Ah, the dreaded curse," Hermione replied sarcastically. "I have no idea what it is that Lestrange did to me, however I know that whenever I fall into unconsciousness the nightmares begin and whatever happens to me in the nightmares…. Happen in real life. But my nightmares aren't wonderings of what could happen, but what has happened. Whenever I fall asleep, my memories come back to haunt me and I practically relive every single moment.

"I do have to sleep every now and then though, so through research Draco found that a dreamless sleep potion gives me a few good hours of shut eye. I can't have it too often though, otherwise my body will get addicted to it. As to when I am in that state, it's best to give me healing potions and blood replenishing potions. The healing potions don't work all to well, but it helps slow the flow of blood. It is also best to tie me down since in a couple of memories I kind of scratch and scrape at my skin with my nails."

Esme and everyone else in the room cringed at this bit of information but nodded in agreement.

"It may take a while for my body to heal, however, I have a good weeks worth of dreamless sleep potion which should be enough time for my body to recover with the help of various healing potions."

"I can bring some equipment home from the hospital to monitor recovery and make sure nothing goes wrong," Carlisle agreed. "I'm well due for a holiday anyway and probably have a months worth of sick leaves saved up. The kids, however, have to go to school to keep up appearances, although one or two could stay home every now and then to look after you."

Esme smiled at this, happy to have someone in this large house to finally fuss over and cook for. She watched confused as Hermione walked back into the room she was previously in with out a word, realisation graced her face as the girl came back in, carrying her small beaded purse.

They watched in amazement as she reached down into her beaded purse and her arm whole disappearing into it.

"That is so cool!" Emmett almost yelled watching Hermione in amazement as she pulled her arm back out, carrying two bottles.

She continued to retrieve several more labelled bottles out of the beaded bag, placing them on the coffee table in the middle of the room. She then proceeded to pull out several Journals and two large tomes. Once she was done, she placed her beaded bag down next to the array of potions and books before looking up at the group with a grin.

"Lets get started."

A/N: Hey everyone, I know this chapter was very long and boring, but I hope you liked the little bit of Jasper/Hermione in it. Again, if you have any questions feel free to ask and PLEASE REVIEW!