Summary: Hermione Granger found herself in a strange land unlike her own. On a mission to do the impossible. To find the last and final Horcrux that Voldemort had successfully hidden.

A/N: Hi everyone and welcome to the next chapter of 'Rogue', it had been a long hard ride and the story looks like it barely taking off, but I'm still deciding to end it soon or not. X.X Thank you to those who had reviewed, favorited or alerted this story to their list

I do not and will not own GOT or HP. I just own my original characters and the story line of this.

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ROGUE

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The Uncertain Future

CHAPTER 25

"I'm okay," Ginny replied stumbling away from Jaime's touch and hold for a moment willing herself to stay strong.

"I think I'm in need of a nap." She muttered and soon without much permission of even leaving, she stumbled out of the room. Barely able to push opened the two giant doors that kept the room shut.

Hermione Granger held the hour-glass shaped time-turner in the palm of her hand tightly, before drawing up the hood of her red-traveling cloak over her head.

It was all over.

The Horcrux had been found and destroyed….but with what cost? Her husband had been killed….and many of her friends that came through-time….had long since perish.

The only one that remained was Harry. Harry….who had come back from the night's watch….with him…..caught in the battle between the Lannister's and Robb's Stark's army. Ginny…was there…and that was the day, when his heart was torn out of his chest. His sweet Ginny, who had tackled and begged for his safety only to be stolen away by the golden lion.

Harry wasn't the same man, wasn't her best friend and she knew deep down he blamed her. If she haven't travel back in the beginning, then he wouldn't have to follow, and they all be back at Hogwarts happy.

Hermione faintly, touched her belly, the small round belly that once held her baby…all was lost…but yet there was no more tears to fall.

Her goal, her mission was done…but with what cost?

She heard foot-steps behind her. Soft and very light.

"You do have, one more choice, Miss. Granger. You can change the term of events."

A child with the brightest blue eyes spoke.

But what else was there to lose?

The past may be changed.

She might not be able to found the Horcrux and destroyed it. She might cause even more death, but the temptation was still there.

The child of the forest had somewhat found and fixed her time-turner…but with one price. A price she may have been very hesitating on dealing with.

"If…If I travel….there cannot be two people at once….in one setting…" Hermione spoke softly, her once fair skin was pale and looked very sick.

"That is true…once you travel there will only be one of you. You have to take her place…the past you." The child spoke, without much emotion. The journey that her and Harry made just beyond The Wall just to speak with her.

"And…the cost of the Time-Turner…will be my memories? Then how will I know what to change?" Hermione asked the child, "You will know once you arrive."

Hermione sighed, she glanced over her shoulder to a man that was once her best friend. Harry…He was sitting under the very old tree, snow falling upon his messy haired and guilt slammed into her once more.

If she do this…she might change things for worse…maybe..But what future do they both have? They were gone…

Robb…

She finally found tears coming down her amber eyes. She remembered it all, all too vivid. Robb screaming at her to run, to run before it's too late. Out of the keep, and into the forest, to hide.

She saw a flash of an arrow zoomed across the dinner table. Blood flew, and she heard Lady Stark's screeches overall.

She didn't have much time to react. Being about six months pregnant, there was nothing much she can do but to run. She could barely done that! Ronald…Ron grabbed her hand and jerked her away from a few flying arrows and then a crashing of swords.

She took a glance behind her shoulder, crowded with Lord Frey's men, he saw her husband's body laid on the dirt copper of the floor. Lady Stark held a girl in front of her tightly, a knife pressed against her neck threatening.

Hermione hand shook with the time-turner, The Red wedding…that was it called. When Robb's men being hunted killed, Hermione and Ron hid and waited. Both feeling helpless of what's going around them. Hermione's nerves being fried and Ron, trying his best to protect them all, something he wasn't very comfortable in doing.

Professor McGonagall told her awful tales of witches and wizards who had meddle with time and none of them had turned out any good…but what kind of future was this? She lost almost everyone and it's only a matter of time that Harry went as well.

"I-I'll do it."

"Ten turns will do it then."

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Summer stood over the attacker. Fur drenched in crimson. Lady Stark clearly n shock, hands trembled holding a foreign dagger. That was also bloody sat in the only cushion chair in the room.

"B-Bran." She croaked.

Hermione felt a wave of dizziness and then nothing, her mind blanked and soon she stumbled. Robb caught her just in time before she took a trip to the floor.

His eyes reached hers in a silent question, asking if she was alright.

"Y-Yes," She replied uncertain, regaining her balance. Robb seemed unwilling to let her go, she could feel the warmth of his touch on her arm. So warm…then he let go, and turned to his mother. Bran still asleep in the bed. The attacker was still on the floor dead.

He ordered a few guards to take away the body. His mother clenched the dagger to her chest in fear and shock and slowly, she pulled it away. Dread filled her body, "I know…..who this belong to." She uttered,

Her eyes hardened and the fear was then gone replaced by anger.

"I'm sure this is the Imp's."