A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed! Sorry, I've been busy so I haven't updated in a while. But I hope you like this chapter:)

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Hermione sighed as she walked next to Ron; he hadn't said a word ever since the meeting. Honestly, no one had. No one, expect Luna, Jimmy, and Mary-Sue. Ron had gotten even more furious when she had told him how she had gotten Mary-Sue and Jimmy to come to Hogwarts.

Hermione turned to look at Ron again, but his face held the same expression. He started straight forward, his face a light red, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. Hermione reached her hand forward to grab his clenched one, he held it there for a moment, but then pulled it away without further thought. Hermione looked away, tears threatening to fall, she hated when Ron was angry with her. But she hated keeping secrets from him even more.

Hermione stopped, mid-step, and turned in Ron's direction. He was still walking, not noticing Hermione had stopped; or maybe he did, she didn't know which. "Ron," she called, "We need to talk"

Ron stopped a few feet away and whipped his head around. "What? No Hermione, we don't need to talk, you need to talk. You need to explain what the hell is going on with you and Daniel"

Hermione cringed at the way he said Daniel, it was fourth year all over again. "If I could Ron, I would tell you everything. But I can't, and you have to understand that your safety is at line. If they find out that you know something, they'll come for you. They'll tourture you until you tell them everything you know. And honestly Ron, I can't handle you getting hurt right now"

Ron rolled his eyes, still angry. "Listen Hermione, I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself. Or do you think I'm too weak to take on the great Daniel?"

Hermione shook her small head; her vision blurred. "No Ron, I know you're strong. I know you're an extremely good fighter. I know you could kick Granville's arse, but I'm the one who's weak, Ron. If you get hurt in any way, if I lose you again, I don't know what I'll do. I'd probably kill myself"

Hermione wrapped her skinny arms around her chest; tears falling slowly down her cheeks. Ron came forward slowly and hugged her small figure. Hermione leaned her face against his chest, letting the tars fall more freely.

"Hermione, I didn't realize what how you felt, but it hurts me that you're keeping something from me, from all of us. I need to know what's going on," Ron whispered softly.

Hermione closed her eyes, burring her face deeper into Ron's broad chest. "You will find out what's going on, but now is not the time. You'll understand when you find out my secret why I couldn't tell you anything"

Ron let go of Hermione, stepping away from her. "Fine, whatever you say. Let's go back to Gryffindor Tower, it's late"

Hermione nodded; her arms still wrapped securely around her body. She knew Ron was angry with her, but she couldn't tell him. If he was angry with her, then be it. He was better angry than dead.

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Granville paced around the smallish room; Haleti watching him, a smug smile playing at her wrinkled lips. "Don't be nervous boy, there is no need. We will succeed this time. We will capture the Granger girl, you have absolutely nothing to worry about."

Granville turned to face his grandmother; lifting his long-sleeved shirt as he did so. "You see this?" He pointed to a scar under his left nipple, it was deep, and long. "Hermione Granger gave this scar to me. She's strong, very strong. She was already deeply hurt when she did this to me, who knows what she would have been capable of if she was perfectly healthy"

Haleti smiled more brightly; showing off her yellowish teeth, one seemed to be missing in front. "But we're stronger," Haleti stood from her chair and placed her icy hands on either side of Granville's handsome face. "But now that your beautiful grandmother is here, with her beautiful, strong friends you have nothing to worry about."

Haleti removed her hands and retreated to her red cushioned chair; the fire that was blazing behind her made her eyes the slightest shade of red. "And you must remember Daniel, she is only one girl. It's impossible for one girl to defeat us, alone defeat anyone. We'll get her this time Daniel, it will as simple as taking candy from a baby."

Haleti giggled evilly, imaging the look of terror on the girl's face when they captured her. Granville started at his grandmother; still not believing they could pull this off. "She has friends you know, she won't be alone"

Haleti stopped mid-giggle, "Yes, but we'll take care of them too, whatever it takes to get the girl. Now Daniel, go fetch Jasper for me, won't you?"

Granville growled, but nodded his perfectly shaped head anyway. Jasper was an old man, old, yes, but not as old as Haleti. He was almost bald, but a few hairs still lingered on top of his pale head. Jasper was strong; stronger than most thirty-year-old men, and that's saying a lot, concerting his old age. Like Haleti, many of his teeth were missing, although instead of having one tooth missing in front, that was all he had; one tooth in the front. It was a pure white, unlike Haleti's teeth; it made you wonder what he looked like when did have all of his teeth.

Granville walked in slowly with Jasper; Jasper smiled brightly when his eyes caught hold of Haleti. "My dear Haleti! I was wondering when you would call me in to visit you."

"Oh Jasper, it truly is a dear pleasure to see your lovely face again, but this meeting is not a visit, but business," Haleti smiled back at Jasper nevertheless.

Jasper smiled and took a seat across for Haleti in a chair that matched hers perfectly; Granville decided to stay standing. "I see," mused Jasper, "So what am I here to discuss? The rising of Voldemort?"

Haleti smiled knowingly, "You always knew how to read my mind Jasper, yes indeed. Voldemort's uprising is a very important subject, a subject that needs to be discussed."

Jasper nodded. "Yes indeed. Now, I have been hearing rumors about a girl who holds this magnificent power to bring our dear one back, is this true?"

Haleti rested against the armrest of her chair while Granville started uninterested at the ceiling. "Very true, Jasper. My grandson here, Daniel, has seen her in the flesh. Dueled her too, according to my grandson, she is a fair fighter"

Jasper raised his thin white eyebrows and turned his body to face Granville, who seemed to not even hear his own name. "Is this true son?"

Granville moved his head slowly down to meet Jasper's gaze. "Yes, true. She's an amazing fighter, almost killed me if I must say so. Pretty too, very beautiful."

Jasper nodded slowly and turned back to Haleti. "I have a wonderful idea"

Haleti leaned forward, smiling brightly. "I knew you would."

Jasper folded his rough hands across his lap. "If Daniel's observations are correct, you would be a wonderful addition to the Dark Side. After we capture her, we shall make her one of us. It will be grand, don't you think?"

Haleti smiled brighter, "Yes, yes indeed! A great addition! What do you think Daniel?"

Granville was now very interested in the conversation. "It's impossible."

Jasper sat up straight; a confused looked went over his once handsome face. "How so?"

Granville shrugged, "She's too clever for that. The rumors were true about her being the brightest witch of her age. She wouldn't do it for anything, although--"

Haleti leaned forward, anxious to hear what her grandson had in mind. Jasper too, leaned forward slightly. Granville took a step closer to them, a bright smile at his round lips. "She's very fond of her friends and family, especially her lover"

Haleti smiled and clapped her hands together. "A brilliant idea! You are truly my grandson Daniel!"

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A/N: I'm sorry that the last part may be a bit confusing to some of you, Granville's basically saying that they should take some of her loved ones to make her one of them. Well, anyways I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, and again, I'm sorry for not updating sooner, I've been busy.

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