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Hermione put her hair in a tight bun, she put a pair of uncomfortable and very high hills. She would never wear a pair this high and her nails were pitch black and her makeup was dark but natural. Her dress was black and something from a classic romance movie. Her appearance reminded her of Audrey Hepburn 'breakfast at tiffany's'

For once in her life she was scared of voldemort. Her thoughts were jumbled and her emotions were tangled. She stayed in her closet quiet… waiting as the minutes that turned into hours faded. She then came up with a poem…she began to write it down in gold ink. She thought and played with her engagement ring and slowly wrote down the words.

You're always there when I'm weak, when I cry you hold me.

You lift up chin to look into your eyes and tell me to be strong.

You hold my hand in the darkest times and say I love you.

When I'm confused your always patient.

You kiss my forehead and say I love you.

Your there for me and I'm there for you.

You hold me and say I love you.

You say everything's okay when it's not.

You wipe my tears and say I love you.

To wake up next to each other to see your smile when the sun arrives.

You wrap your warm arms around me and say I love you.

You protect me from the world.

You claim me and say I love you.

Now I am sitting here thinking…slowly thinking.

I love you too.

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Hermione had fallen asleep when she heard Kelis.

"Mione…you here?"

Hermione looked up and smiled with the paper in her hands. She folded it neatly and then got up from the floor.

"You know Hermione the point of playing dress up is to have a friend with you." Kelis said joking.

"Kelis I'm going to tell you something…I want you to be serious." Hermione almost sounded as if she was about to die.

"Yes, Mione"

"Listen, If I-" Hermione choked back the tears and started to whisper.

"If I don't return the same person, I want you to go home…I wrote down directions on a piece a paper on the mantle in the sitting room."

"Hermione you're scaring me"

"If I come back the same you'll be my maid of honor, well die fat and happy with our children." she said almost laughing.

"But if I don't promise me you will leave and never look back"

"But-"

"Promise me"

"I promise."

"Thank you…" she said hugging her.

"Hermione how will I know you're the same?"

"Ill think of a codeword."

"Like…?"

"Gumdrops"

"Gumdrops got it…Hermione why wont you come back the same?"

"There is some things that will have to be explained."

"How?"

"If I don't come back the same…you'll find a letter explaining everything."

"If you do come back the same?"

"I will explain everything."

Hermione got up from her trance and then left her friend to ponder…it was time.

It was time to find out if she lived or died. If she would come back the same or different.

Hermione left the poem in the book he had been reading. He would find it sooner or later.

She closed the door and locked it. Walking down the staircase as her stomach was in knots. Her head was spinning and her heart was on fire.