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"Harry?" I question.

"yes." He replies turning to look at me.

"Do you think I'm abnormal, because of all this?" I ask.

"No, of course not. It's not a common ability but that makes you Special, not abnormal."

I smile at him. I don't know why all this is happening, my world seems to be crashing down all at once. I can't seem to concentrate. I've been terribly sad about my mother lately. I just about owled my father to make arragments for me to come back home for a little while. I didn't I figured I was sick and that It would take less time to heal with magical remedies than muggle remedies. I stay silent for a while and just stare of into space wondering about things. Everything, lately more things have been on my mind than ever before, this sickness, my mother and even my father. My friends, Ginny, Harry and even Ron. Although we haven't spoken for ages. A lot of what concerns me is school. How much work am I going to have when I get back. How much more do I have to miss. How many exams will I have to take. So far Harry has been taking extra notes for me. 'isn't he just the best" I think to myself.

"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. HERMIONE!" Harry calls over and over getting louder each time until he's practically shouting. I think he even scared a few first years who were only passing by.

"What, yes.. Sorry Harry, go on.." I reply.

He looks at my sadly. "Are you alright, Everytime I come see you, you always seem to be getting a little bit worse." He says with a sympathetic tone in his voice.

"I don't know. I still can't get over the fact that I have four people to kill. The three little girls' killers and my mothers mysetry killer."

"I know you're not a murder Hermione, but you have to do this, don't you, you do want to find your mother, right?"

"Yes, I do, more than anything. Just to see her face again, to be able to say goodbye. See her one last time before she dissapears... Forever." I finish.

"We'll find her, or she'll find you, you have this ability because you are the one destined to find the killer. In the end it will have to be you."

"It really will, won't it, I'll have to be the killer" I sigh looking down. Harry puts a hand on my shoulder and I look up. Into his eyes.

"Yes, In the end, it must be you." He states. "It has to be you. But I know you can do it, you'll be okay with it after a while. I know what I'm saying sounds harsh, it's not okay to kill people. But keep in mind these three men, evil men, Death Eaters killed three little innocent girls."

"Its sound different when you put it that way, why did these girls die anyways, do you know?" I ask him.

He shakes his head. "I'm sorry Hermione, but no, it couldn't have been too long ago, Lucius, Rodolphos and Yaxley are still living."

I think for a moment. I remember I was in the library and I saw a book. It was a book, something about Hogwarts and Death. If that help us out at all.

"Harry."

"Yes Mione."

"I remember seeing a book in the library."

"Of course." Harry says rolling his eyes. "But go on..." He finsihes.

"It was about Death and Hogwarts, there may be something in there."

Harry nods. "I'll go ask about it."

Harry leaves and I'm left alone for a while. I look over at the clock. Its getting quite late and the Hospital wing visiting hours will be over in forty- five minutes or at eigth. Just as I turn my head in the direction of the door Harry comes in carrying a book.

"Here Hermione this may be it."

"The Deaths of The students of Hogwarts, Past, Present and Future."

"Look for K's it a girl named katelyn." I tell him.

Katelyn Presco- Ravenclaw House.

Blood status- Half-blood

Date of death- September 23rd 1993

Age at the time -Twelve

Killed by- Malfoy, Lucius. Her Father killed two death eaters and Katelyn was killed to punish him.

"Thats her, Try M's not for Marci."

Marci Coemland- Hufflepuff house

Blood Status- Muggleborn

Date of death- September 23rd 1993
Age at the time- Twelve

Killed by- Yaxley, Her family were murder suspects in a case where five Death eaters had been killed. The family hade never known about the case and were killed for being suspects.

Lydia Franklin- Slytherin House

Blood status- Pureblood

Date of death- September 23rd 1993

age at the time- Twelve

Killed by, Lestrange, Rodlophos, Her great uncle for being a blood traitor.

"That is the worst book, I've seen in my entire life." I tell Harry

"Look Hermione, Its you."
"Me?" I question.

"It says Deaths past, present and Future... Wait let me read it first." Harry says.

Hermione Granger- Gryffindor house

Blood staus- Muggleborn

Date- November 19th 1995

Age- 15

Condition- Sick

Life Expectancy- 3-5 Months

Cause of Death- Currently Unkown

I worry for her. Alot Then I find mine...

Harry Potter- Gryffindor House.

Blood Status- Half-blood

Date- November 19th 1995

Age- 14

Condition- Healthy

Life Expectancy- 2 years

Cause of Death- Killed by Dark forces...

I see Harry's expression go from Happy to sad in an instant. I start to cry...

"Harry, Harry what is it?" I ask.. "Harry am I going to die?" I ask.

"No," He says. But I can tell that He's lying.

I know it's not good, I know I'm sick and I'm about to go into battle. It must be that. I must be dying. I have to get my hands on that book. Harry will never let me see it. I have to see it. I have to know when it's going to happen so I can plan around my death. Before I die I must find my mothers killer. I have to make sure thay they are dead before I can die. It has to happen and it will happen. I promise myself that I will make it happen. I have to make it happen...

"Tell me Harry." I finally say. "If you don't tell me I will find another way to get my hands on that book!" I yell.

"Hermione, as much as I know you would like to know, It would break my heart to see you sad."

"I don't have long do I?" I ask.

"No Its not that its just that?"

"Its less than a year isn't it?"

"Hermione!"

"Is not even six months."

"Hermione Stop please" Harry pleads

I grab the book forcefully, and I see it,

Hermione Granger- Gryffindor house

Blood staus- Muggleborn

Date- November 19th 1995

Age- 15

Condition- Sick

Life Expectancy- 3-5 Months

Cause of Death- Currently Unkown

There it is. There I am with my life of three to five months left. With a currently unknown death and my sickly condition and my age and house and blood status. I sigh and throw the book over the side of the bed. Harry looks at me sympatheticly.

"Harry, I'm going to die, I'm going to die because of unkokn causes in Three to five months. Thats all I have left! not even a year. Three to five, imagine that. After that I'll be gone. gone, Gone forever Never to return.

"Hermione, I have two years. When I die I'll find you."

"You'll find me?" question. "How?"

"I don't know but I will and when I do, I'll never leave you again." He says.

I smile, Life is not forever, But love is...

Its starting to get dark. For a while I wouldn't speak to Harry and he let me be. I guess he decided that I needed some time to sort things out

"Harry?" I call

"yes?" He replies

"You think I could live through this?" I ask him. "Whatever this is going to be?"

"Yeah, I really do, but you got to take care of yourself, don't let yourself waste away just because you think that you wont live."

"Whats the point if I'm going to die anyways. Why not just live freely, just give up, forget about the problems. Why not just have some fun and let go of everything else?"

"Because you can't live that way, you have to be strong... Be stong for me." He tells me

"It's so hard to be strong when your world is crashing down around you..." I reply.

"Stop being so negative! You're not like this Hermione whats gotten into you?"

"I'm slowly dying, whats there to be happy about?" She asks me.

"You have a father who loves you... you have friends, Hermione you have a great life." I tell her smiling.

"I HAD a great life, there are so many things i'll never get to do, I won't fall in love, I'll never have a family. I won't habe children, I'll never get a job..." Hermione replies.

"Whats so great about a job?" Harry asks

"It's a sense of accomplishment" I tell him happily.

I pause for a moment thinking about what to say next

"Harry, I'm just wasting everybodys time. I'm taking up space that could be used for somebody much more important than I am. somebody who's not going to die in less than a year somebody who is much more important than me."

"Hermione there is nobody who is more important than you." Harry tells me.

"So many people will do greater things than I ever will" I reply.

"You as a person are just as important as everybody else. You are so Important to me and Ron, we don't know what we would do without you."

"You will both grow up to be great people, you'll have the chance to get a Job, have children and get married, live somewhere nice, go travel the world if you wish... I'll just die..."

"Hermione there are people much worse off than you, they can't afford anything"

"but they get to live Harry, I don't"

"Hermione, stop, just stop okay. I don't want to hear another comment about death or how your worthless or how you think other people are more important than you, it's all not true. I don't want you believing it's true either."

I sigh Heavily. "I never asked for this you know. I had so many things I wanted to accomplish, before I died but now... I may never get the chance too."

"Hermione! come on I really Please stop!" I call.

I can see that she's beggining to cry.

"Do you know what its like Harry?"

"I don't know, sort of. Voldemort has been trying to kill me for years."

She looks at me and I can see shes trying to force a smile.

"No the same is it?" I ask.

Hermione shakes her head "Not exactly, you know when it's coming, you can protect yourself and have people who can protect you. I'm dying and nobody can stop that, nobody can protect me.."

"Don't worry sweetheart." I pull her into a hug. "I won't let you go that easily."

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