A/N: Well the verdict is in and you all are going to hate that you voted yes...If you have no triggers, dont read the warning...it gives the ending away.

Trigger warning: death of a pregnant woman

Try not to kill me/hate me too much.

We are all friends here.

Enjoy! Well you know...as much as you can.

Hermione, Vladimir and Minerva all stood around a table, finally ready to plot the end of the supposed war.

"Minerva." Vladimir said nodding his head, "You're looking...pregnant." Minerva was in her second trimester and had finally developed a baby bump. Hermione smiled proudly while Minerva thanked him. "Now to business." He said. "Though I am quite loathe to end this free hunt, I do believe we have gotten our point across. You have accomplished all that is necessary?"

Hermione nodded, "He's dead. And the laws are to be put in effect as soon as we 'finish off' you lot."

Vladimir grinned, "Lovely. Last time we met you mentioned something about…a battle?"

Hermione waved her hand and a globe materialized in front of them. "I suggest we start a battle between all of us, in various cities in every country. It will likely get out of hand, so, you and I will do damage control, as well as putting on a show. When we receive word that someone is…misbehaving, you and I will apparate/blur to their location. I can easily tame my wolves. You?"

Vlad tilted his head slightly, his eyes twinkling with madness, "I have my ways."

Hermione smirked, "Good. I suggest that at some point I 'defeat' you and you call a truce."

Minerva butt in, "What shall I do?"

Hermione raised a brow, "Nothing. You will stay home, far from this supposed war."

Minerva shook her head, "Are you kidding?! You expect me to stay home and miss out on all of that bloodlust?!"

Hermione stood and leaned down to Minerva, growling, "You are pregnant!"

"Hang on now." Vladimir said. "This is not a real war Hermione, though there will be bloodshed. Minerva would be able to smell it and doing nothing would drive her crazy. Erzsébet needs something to do as well. I was going to have her lead a group, but that would be nothing for her. Perhaps the two of them could 'fight'."

"Absolutely." Minerva said.

"NO." Hermione yelled. "What fighting will you do while pregnant?! What if she throws you and you fall on the baby? What if a wayward vampire attacks you again? I can't handle that Minerva."

Vladimir walked over to Hermione. "I will be certain to warn Erzsébet to proceed with the utmost caution. Erzsébet could play a taunting enemy with Minerva firing spells at her while she only dodges them."

Minerva added on, "And I'm a vampire Hermione. The only thing that could kill me is a wolf."

Vladimir raised a finger, "Not quite. You're pregnant, so you lose that certain quality."

Hermione glared at him and back at Minerva. "No." she said plainly.

"Hermione." Minerva whispered, "Please. I must do something. I will be fine."

Hermione clenched her teeth, "How could you ask this of me?"

Minerva shook her head, "How could you ask me to sit out a war? I am pregnant yes, but I also feed on death and pain. It's a war Hermione. And even though it is a false one, our baby would probably be made happy by attending."

Hermione snorted and sighed. "The very moment you grow tired, or something goes wrong, you call for me." Minerva agreed with a kiss, and the three of them continued to plan.

"Alpha Hermione." Vladimir said with a nod to his head.

"Lord Vladimir." Hermione returned. "You've got to stop this. You've made your point, vampire. Call off this attack and I won't set my wolves loose. They've wiped out a fourth of your numbers in a few months. I'd rather not commit genocide."

Vlad gave a crazed smile and he laughed, "Haven't you heard?!" He gestured to the people behind him. "We love genocide!"

With that, he lunged at her and the two of them began to battle. Around them, the vampires and werewolves charged, each of them, more than satisfied that they were given full freedom to rip at each other though they were not to go overboard. For months the vampires had taunted them and the itch to hunt them down had grown stronger each day. Several howls and screams could be heard all over the different parts of the world as the two groups raged on.

Elsewhere…

"My, my Minerva. You're looking plump as ever." Erzsébet said as she walked towards the woman, the vampires behind her following.

Minerva smirked, "That's what happens when two people love each other. Shame no one could ever love a face like yours."

Erzsébet snarled, "Bitch!"

Minerva rolled her eyes, "How very schoolgirl of you dear. Perhaps you should step into my office later so I can teach you some manners. But first, call off this attack. Go back to whatever hole you crawled from, and let this end. You've proved your point. Vampires don't sparkle. We get it. Please stop this massacre."

Erzsébet raised her chin, "And if we don't?"

Wolves started growling behind Minerva, "Then we will stop you."

Erzsébet grinned, "So be it! Kill them." She said and immediately, the vampires blurred over to the werewolves, beginning their attack. Some managed to rip apart the wolves, and some were slashed before being destroyed by the saliva.

Erzsébet smirked at Minerva from one side and blurred, grabbing her and getting her away from the battle. They ended up in another city where the same battle was raging and Minerva immediately began throwing spells at the laughing vampire.

"Even with vampire blood in your veins, you still can't hit me! Pathetic! What the alpha sees in you, I'll never know!"

Minerva growled, still tossing spells, "Of course you won't! That knowledge requires a brain and some common sense. You have neither."

Erzsébet growled and tossed a spell back at Minerva. Minerva felt it whiz by her, but was glad to see that the vampire was holding true to her word. She heard a scream behind her and realized Erzsébet was protecting her. Brilliant.

"You old breeding cow. I'm surprised you aren't barren! Or did the Alpha have to pass you around to her wolf buddies until you finally grew pregnant?"

Minerva growled and exploded the ground near the vampire, sending her hurtling into a building. "You are disgusting and desperate, Erzsébet. This is no time to discuss your personal sexual history."

Yelling, Erzsébet tackled Minerva from behind and they blurred to another battle.

"I am getting tired of you, old lady!"

Minerva grinned, "Am I too much for you? Are you going to go crying to Vladimir?"

Erzsébet's eyes grew red and she yelled as she charged Minerva. Minerva's eyes widened and she fired off a spell, throwing the woman off track. "Don't forget why we're here, vampire!" she yelled, "I will end this."

Erzsebet growled as she rose off the ground, slightly disoriented. "So will I." She grinned and blurred.

Minerva's eyes widened and she gripped the woman standing in front of her with a smug smirk.

Hermione's eyes widened mid fight, just as Vladimir tackled her, knocking the wind out of her. Gasping for breath, she held tightly to Vladimir and apparated to Minerva's position.

"N-No." Hermione rasped from her spot on the ground. She turned over, still unable to breathe properly and her eyes locked on the two women.

Erzsébet was standing in front of Minerva, with a knife in her hand. Hermione's eyes followed the blade and she let out a pained whimper as she saw it trail from the handle, through Minerva's abdomen and out the other side, blood dripping from the tip.

Hermione was frozen to the spot, and Erzsébet took that time to pull out the knife and force it into Minerva's chest.

"NOOOOO!" Hermione yelled and it echoed, halting the battle around them. She stumbled towards her dying wife as Erzsébet stepped back.

"Have fun with that, Alpha." Before the wolf could reach her, Erzsébet left.

"H-Hermione." Minerva stuttered as her knees gave out.

Hermione caught her and sobbed, "M-Minerva. Hang on!" She gripped the knife and tugged.

"AAAHHH!" Minerva screamed and Hermione's eyes widened as she released it.

"It…it won't budge. Minerva it won't move! I don't…I can't. I don't know what to do!" she sobbed.

Minerva gripped her, "Breathe Hermione. T-try again. Quickly…"

Hermione nodded, sniffling and tugged at the knife. It still wouldn't budge and she couldn't stand Minerva's pained scream. She tried banishing it, she tried breaking it, she even wrapped her magic around it and tried to remove whatever curse was keeping it in Minerva's chest, but it didn't budge an inch. All the while, her wife grew paler and her breathing shallow.

Hermione sobbed, out of ideas and Minerva swallowed, "I-I'm s-sorry." Tears fell from her pained eyes, heartbreak evident, "I killed the baby." She whispered brokenly.

Hermione made a pained sound and pulled her wife close, her hand hovering over Minerva's stomach, whispering reassurances into her hair.

"I'm so sorry, Hermione." More tears fell from her eyes as they began to dull.

"I love you, Minerva." She whispered as the woman became limp.

Hermione held Minerva's body, unwilling to let go. The vampires and wolves were all silent, well aware of what just transpired and what it could mean.

"Hermione." Vladimir said.

"NO!" she roared and turned on him. Her magic pulsed out and knocked him back into a nearby tree. "Do not SPEAK to me Vladimir!"

She stomped up to him and he held out his hands, "We surrender, Alpha!"

Hermione stopped, her chest heaving and her eyes glowing with hellfire and the promise of death.

"We will gladly assist you in finding the vampire that did this and we will stop our massacre and return to the shadows, killing only what we need. We surrender."

Hermione growled, "Leave." And with that, she turned back to her wife. Gently, she scooped the limp woman up and turned around. The vampires had taken their leave, thus only her wolves remained.

"My wife is dead, but not for nothing. We have won equal rights. I have drafted a set of laws that will allow all of you to be treated as the mostly normal wizards and witches you are. Any punishments will be handled either by me or by your local alpha. So go. Live. Celebrate. Enjoy your freedom, but do not forget those who have given their lives today. And if you hear wind of a vampire named Erzsébet, you restrain her. You torture her, and you contact me."

One wolf stepped forward and bowed, "Yes, alpha."

Hermione nodded and turned on the spot.

Once home, the wolf set Minerva on their bed and tried once more to pull the knife from Minerva's chest. It slid out easily and Hermione scoffed, placing it on the desk. She would slide it into Erzsébet's eyeball if it was the last thing she did.

Sighing, she cleaned the blood from Minerva's cooling body. It was when she caressed the baby bump that she broke down crying over the body.

"Hermione."

Hermione's eyes fluttered and she sniffed, "Why is it every time I want to get a cry in, you call my goddamn name? What do you want Vlad?"

Vlad chuckled, "Two things. I wish you to know that this was in no way planned. Erzsébet assured me she would be careful with your wife, and I – "

"Spare me, Vlad."

He nodded, "As you wish. My second reason was to prove the first point. I know how you may be able to bring her back."

Faster than even Vlad could comprehend, all light went out and a fire appeared in Hermione's golden eyes as she forced his back against a wall. Vlad's eyes widened.

"You had better not be fucking with my vampire, or I will show you what a true demon can do."

For the first time since he was a child, Vlad experienced fear. "I-I assure you, I am serious."

Hermione growled, "Spit it out."

Vlad swallowed and closed his eyes, trying to get his words together. The sight of Hermione's teeth growing sharper did nothing for his nerves. "T-T-There is a man. Rohan. He is a living legend. He is near impossible to track down, but if you can find him…he will likely help you. Your centaur friends should be a good start."

Hermione dropped him and Vlad took a fortifying breath before asking, "What are you, Hermione?"

She waved him off, "Not of this world. And if I do not find this man, or he does not help me, I will show you exactly what circle of Hell I come from and let you to crawl your way from there back to earth."

Vladimir swallowed, "Understood. I wish you luck." He quickly made his exit back to his part of the woods, and damned himself for trusting Erzsébet.

Hermione sat on the bed and sighed as she caressed Minerva's cold cheek, "Rohan…I will find this man, and I will bring you back Minerva. Then we can shove that dagger in Erzsébet's eye together. I promise."

She leaned down to kiss Minerva's cheek and left towards the forest.

"Centaurs." Hermione called as she entered their camp. Immediately, they all grabbed their bows and aimed at her.

"We have warned you time and time again, not to enter our boundaries and yet here you are. Fire!" one yelled.

Hermione let the arrows fly towards her. They stopped, centimeters before touching her and turned midair, back towards the centaurs. She chuckled, "Yeah. See I don't really have time for this." The centaurs' eyes widened as the arrows flew into their legs and bodies. "So here's how it's going to work. You're going to tell me what you know about Rohan or you're going to scream it."

One of the centaurs bravely stepped forward, "We will only talk with Minerva."

Hermione's hands twitched and she stared the centaur down until he fell to the ground, screaming and squirming. "Tell. Me. What. You. Know."

"Stop!" one screamed and Hermione turned to him.

"Well?" she asked.

He stomped his feet and fingered his bow nervously, "We don't know anything. Only Emercius knows."

Hermione walked up to him. "And Emercius is where?"

"Right behind you." A voice said and Hermione was kicked into the nearest tree. "Minerva is dead isn't she?"

Hermione dusted off her shirt, and stared at him. "Tell me what you know centaur."

Emercius huffed, "So you can bring her back? No. This was written in the stars and this is your – "

He was cut off by Hermione's hand around his throat and her golden eyes boring into his brown ones. All of her humanity was gone. The loss of Minerva had turned her into pure demon.

Her hand tightened and she spoke, her voice many.

"You centaurs. You think you comprehend the stars?" she laughed, "You are like toddlers trying to read your father's book upside down. You do not tell me what is my burden to bear. I can torture you within an inch of your life for all eternity if that is what it takes. Now tell me where to find Rohan before I give you an up close and personal tour of the stars."

She released him and Emercius looked around. They were enclosed in a dark circle, there was no forest, no ground, no trees. Just…her. He had never seen or even heard of magic such as this, it was so...physical. He touched the wall of black and his body was shocked. He screamed and Hermione laughed. Inhuman. Deadly. Perhaps, it was best he reveal his hand.

"Rohan is said to roam in the lands of old. Sometimes forests, sometimes old building from civilizations long dead. If you want to find him, you must search the McGonagall library. He leaves clues in certain books. Her mother may be able to point you in the right direction."

Hermione nodded and the magic disintegrated, revealing the forest once more. He held up his hand to the centaurs, and watched as Hermione silently left.

"Isobel. What do you know of Rohan?"

Isobel narrowed her eyes, "Why? What have you done to my daughter?"

Hermione's lip twitched as she growled, "Made her happy. Now tell me."

Isobel huffed, "Made her happy. You have turned her into a demon. I have – "

Hermione scorched the wall near the painting. "SHE'S DEAD!" Hermione yelled. "Now tell me about Rohan so that I might bring her back to life or I will burn your painting."

Isobel sat in the chair in her room, shaken by the news. "He's just an old tale. A man who will help the lover get his/her lover back. Back to them, only if it is true love."

"How do I find him? What books do I read to determine his location?"

Isobel sighed, "Love stories. It is his way of ensuring the one who finds him, is certain of their love. Search every book on romance, with romance, everything."

Hermione nodded and stalked off to the enormous library.

It took several weeks of searching, but finally, Hermione found him in the ruins of a castle. Before she could head off, she made a visit to Remus. Apparating, she knocked on his door and waited.

"Alpha." He said and opened the door, "Come in."

Hermione silently stepped in and sat at the table, "Is that Tonks I smell?"

He nodded, "She is in the kitchen."

Hermione smirked, "And pregnant."

His eyes widened, "What?!"

Hermione chuckled, "Kidding."

He sighed relieved, "Good. I don't think this house can hold more than the two of us." Hermione chuckled and he cleared his throat. "I assume your reason for visiting wasn't to give me a heart attack?"

Hermione shook her head. "I'm going away for an indefinite amount of time. The laws have it that the Alpha deals with the wolves. I'm leaving you in charge until I return. Be wise Remus."

He nodded, "I will not fail you. And Hermione…I'm sorry."

Hermione blinked back tears. "Thank you. I must go."

"Rohan." She called upon entering the castle.

"ROHAN!" she yelled, furiously, the walls of the castle shaking with her ferocity.

"Calm down, calm down, demon wolf. I hear you. Honestly, Firs the jungle and now you threaten to take down the castle. What is with you two and your tendency to yell at me?"

Hermione furrowed her brow, "The jungle?"

He chuckled, something from another life, child, "Your mate came to me for the very same problem you face. Dead and pregnant. You two are rather unlucky aren't you?"

Hermione narrowed her eyes, "You are a strange man."

He chuckled, "Like you I am not of this world."

Hermione snorted, "You don't say."

"What gave me away?"

Hermione blinked, "You're a shadow man, standing in the corner."

He chuckled, "True."

Hermione watched as he climbed up the walls and onto the ceiling.

"I just want my wife back. Will you help me?"

He laughed, "What would you do for her?"

"Anything." Hermione answered.

"Very well." he said and tossed a paper down onto the ground in front of Hermione. It melted into the floor and the cracks between the stones began to glow red. Slowly, the floor melted and Hermione fell through, Rohan's laughter echoing behind her.

A/N: So...still friends? Anyone can guess where she's going?