Hermione was known as the smartest witch of her time but still some things where never really seen on her except her loyaltys and friendships, her cleverness and support. The war has marked her in a way which is indescribable but still she stood strong and fierce, her long brown hair wildly blowing in the wild while her hazelnut eyes looked above the scenery. After the war it was the time that peace should had taken over the country but rogue deatheaters and also other creatures of the darkness were not done. They kept on coming causing terror and destruction that much time to mourn the friends and familys lost in the battle was not being able to do and so every one of them kept on the alert. But the story begins further into the front.
It started after the big battle at Hogwarts. Hermione, Ron and Harry stood at the bridge still the war seen on their tired faces and the blood not fully dried yet on their skin and clothes. Ron, who actually admitted his feelings to Hermione kept standing close to her while Harry just looked over the ruins which once were his home. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, was not the Hero of Great Britains wizarding world. But it did not mean to much for the young man who survived several attacks on himself because even though he had stood his ground against Lord Voldemort something happened which no one would had ever expected. Before his spell could had hit the dark lord to vanquish him and disarm him, a portal was opened, a portal to the unknown and the dark lord got pulled through it by no other then Bellatrix Lestrange who actually was suppose to be dead. Everyone had stood in shock, surprise and awe when the portal just opened and grabbed the dark lord along and vanished again. Confusion was seen on either sides face while Harry stood in the middle of it all, panting hardly and the blood still on his face wet from the fight. But before anyone could had made a move chaos broke out once again. The deatheaters had decided to vanish together with their allies while the order and the students aswell the ministery what was over from them tried to catch as many as possible. Just one of the left death eaters were caught. No other then Draco Malfoy who was instantly placed into custody in a locked classroom in Hogwarts. Harry was nowi standing at the bridge looking over the ruins of Hogwarts, his green emerald eyes showing a pain. He had lost so much from the young age on and to have it now peaceful around him seemed so wrong. While Harry stood there he turned his head towards the two people who he could always count on. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger who stood next to each other. Ron had a arm over the shoulders of the young witch while Hermione looked to her best friend with the glowing emerald eyes. It was like a connection between Harry and Hermione that non was able to explain. It was a connection like they would communicate with their minds with each other. She nodded lightly as did he and together they made their way to the ruins back to the mourning people. No one was sure if the war was now over or not. The confusion over the portal was something just to think about after they had rest. First it came the time of mourning and griefing but also the time of celebration since they had won for now even though the air was filled with terror and chaos still.
The day started sunny and Hermione Granger woke up in a warm and soft bed. Even though a battle had raged in Hogwarts, the house common rooms and sleeping rooms were unharmed and so every student and even parent and family and friends had a safe place to sleep when they wanted to stay. While Hermione opened her eyes, the pain and sore spots on her body returned into her memory and she groaned lightly. It was like a huge truck had droven over her as everything was aching and hurting but she wanted to get up, wanted to feel the sun on her skin tickling. So long she was on the run with the boys and finaly after so long she could once stand up on her own and maybe enjoy a warm bath without needing to hurry up because of the boys wanting to go into the bathroom. She liked Harry and Ron, but there was some things which the boys never could understand and so she removed the warm blanket above her and sit slowly up. It hurted her body but within minutes she was up and ready to jump into the hot steaming bath with different colored bubbles she had made herself. When the water circled around her naked body slowly and soaked her skin, she felt the warmth entering into her bones and felt her muscles slowly relax. Leaning softly back she closed her eyes and a little smile came through to her face while she started to enjoy the heat of the water, the scent of the bubbles and the silence around her. Her dorm mates in the gryffindor house were eitherway all sleeping or already by their familys at home. The war had left a scar on each single one it did not depend from which house but Hermione felt for the first time after a year again a peace above her. But it was just for short since the bath made not only her aching away but gave her back the memories what had happened the day before. Her mind was circling which was known from her. After this bath she should get ready and get something to eat from the great hall and instantly vanish to the library since so many questions needed to be answered. So she started to wash herself and made herself ready after the bath and looked into the mirror. She got skinnier then she actually was, her hair wavy around her face and longer then it used to be. Her Hazelnut brown eyes not so shining anymore like 2 years ago but she was still beautiful and attractive even though she never saw herself like this. So much torture she had went through and she looked to her arm where the one word was written into, a gift of Bellatrix Lestrange, when they were taken to the Malfoy Manor and were she got tortured. Her heart aching still when she remembers this day since not only was she rescued there but she lost a valuable little friend. Dobby the free houseelf who dedicated his life in helping Harry and on one side serving him even though he did not like it to much. Dobby was their friend and the loss of him had left a hole in her heart as in Harrys heart. Shaking her head lightly she made her way out of the bathroom and down the staircase to the Gryffindor common room who was still silent. It was quite early in the morning and the fires were still glowing lightly. She pushed opened the portrait of the fat lady who greeted her with a grunting since she only woke up as well and made her way through the corridors of Hogwarts into the great hall. Many things still broken but it was starting to be rebuilded through many wizards and witches from all over great britain. The great hall had some students and some proffessors aswell some of the helpers and fighters who were eating their breakfast, chatting or mourning in silence. When she entered their heads turned and one by one stood up and started to clap lightly. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were seen as the Heros of the battle, the golden trio. But she certainly did not feel this way fully. Sitting down after reaching the table she took some toast and pumpkin juice and listened how the chatting continued. Alone and in her thoughts she did not realize that two pairs of blue eyes like depth of the ocean was in a hidden corner watching this smart witch. After her breakfast which she took quite fast in she instantly stood up without even looking at the Daily Prophet since she had her mind set on the library. It was time to find answers so she made her way through the long halls of Hogwarts. The sun began to be higher when Hermione finaly looked up from a whole stack of books and saw Ron and Harry getting towards her. Of course the boys knew where she was especially with this smart map of the Marauders in Harrys hands. Both boys looked to her with confusion on Rons face and worry on Harrys face. Hermione scanned both boys, of course also they were scared by the fight. Ron, tall and with some bruises on his face and his light blue eyes and fire red hair sat next to her and kissed her cheek. Hermione did not move since on one side she had kissed Ron before they got to know that Harry would meet Lord Voldemort in the forest. Harry sat himself down across from her and turned his gaze onto the books. His black hair still wild as it was untameable and his glasses still broken on one side. Harry and his glasses was a story for itself she thought and took out just her wand to cast the reparo charm. Harry had a light grin on his face when he said "I was wondering when you would get annoyed by them". His smirk was nothing against the laugh of Ron and Hermione just rolled her eyes and turned her gaze back into the books. It only past a minute by when Ron spoke. "Hermione, why the bloody hell are you here in the Library? We have won and school term will only start in august as usual." Once again she rolled her eyes and turned her fierce looking eyes to Ron and spoke with a force that both boys swallowed. "Well Ronald maybe you should use your little brain of yours and consider that we might have won but that something happened and made him vanish through a portal by a woman who should had been dead!" Ron sighs knowing to well what it ment and leaned back his arms crossed "When you do not have anything better to do maybe you should get going for whatever you plan to do" Hermione added and glared at Ron. Ron looked help searching to Harry who watched Hermione closely and asked slowly "You think it is not over yet?". Hermiones eyes looked up to her best friend and saw the emerald green eyes and knew what he was thinking. She nodded slowly and frustrated she leaned back and looked to the books. "I am searching for hours about portals and everything what kind of happened. Nothing... litterly nothing is found... It is the same with the Horkruxes.. in the library nothing found and when i would not had used my spell to get the books from Dumble... " she stopped and it was seen that her mind was turning. She suddenly jumped up and looked to Harry who just shrugged and nodded and started to run. Ron and Harry following her instantly, Ron grumbling and mumbling not knowing what was going but Harry had followed her. She wanted to check something since where could you find the books for impossible things which students should not know about? Of course in Dumbledores old office. Reaching the two statues to protect the staircase towards the office Hermione mumbled some possible passwords until Harry just said "Why the hell did he always had to change into such riddiculus passwords like - Lemondrops -" and the statues granted them access. Harry shaked his head and all three sprinted up the stairs into the office which seemed to be looking the same still after the death of him. Dumbledores portrait was hanging behind the chair of the Headmasters table and the halfmoon glasses low on his nose he watched the golden trio storming inside. A small smile on his face he looked to the 3 and then his eyes rested on Harry which made Harry feel uncomfortable. Hermiones mission was though not to stare at the portrait of the dead headmaster but towards the books which in her own dissapointment nothing was found off. Hermione turned her gaze around the office thinking while Harry just kept looking around with Ron in the office and the instruments which Dumbledor had. Hermiones eyes rested on the portrait and to all surprise from the boys spoke to it "Professor where are your books in this office? " The portrait looked to the young witch and spoke in his typical grandfather tone and his sparkling eyes "I am sorry Miss Granger. I know for what you are searching but you wont find anything or any information about it in this office nor in this school. Maybe it is time for you three to just enjoy your victory and not to dwell onto things out of your hands" Hermione of course did not liked this answer and growled lightly but before she could answer anything a voice was heard. It was like a whisper and all three turned around searching for the cause of the voice "Search the blonde boy in the locked classroom". Harry instantly drew his wand and spoke "who is there?" while all looked around. But nothing was seen nor heard. Hermione turned around to her friends "the blonde boy?" she tilted her head but Harry had a hunch and spoke just "Malfoy". All three looked to each other and before anyone could say anything more they raced to the classroom where Malfoy was sitting and being captured to be questioned out. Bursting the door open the blonde young man who bullied them for years always turned his head surprise on his face when he spotted the golden trio. But aware that he was not fully safe especially with Weasley looking in a glaring matter to him he kept them three silently in the eye wondering what they wanted. Hermione as last entered closed the door behind her and used the muffliato so no one could listen to them. She moved towards Draco who looked disgusted but also with fear to the witch. His grey eyes scanning her and spoke in his sniding voice "Look, the mudblood still lives... " Hermione hated this word but she did not show it and looked into Malfoys eyes which made him back off. It was like fire while she spoke "You need to answer some questions Malfoy" Draco smirked and shaked his head "Tell me why would i do that? A mudblood, a bloodtraitor and the golden boy. I thought the Golden trio has everything they need" his voice with such a hate it would poison them when words would be able to do that. Hermione though smiled sweetly and spoke after walking behind him "Maybe we will convince the Ministery not to use Dementors kiss on you" Draco was instantly straight and fear seen on his face. He turned to hermione and growled "what do you want" Hermione looked to the boys and made her way to them "I want to know about the Portal" When draco did not paled yet by the thought of dementors then now it was the time he looked like a ghost. His eyes full with fear and while he looked between the three he considered his options. After a while and patient waiting from Harry and Hermione with noises of annoyance from Ron, he spoke not looking towards them. "Portals like this lead to the true reality and not many have the chance to go there. It is a world, paralel to this one but to go there you need to be chosen. This world is just a test world. When chosen you will get to be living in the real world, the real world with more powerful magic. It does not matter what you had done here, there you can do worser. You think you had terror here? This other world has it 5 times more bad." his grey eyes turn towards Hermione "It is said when you have succeded in your personal test you will be taken through the portal into this other universe and get to know the truth about yourself and your world and heritage. Many do not get to return there after they were taken and some never need to go into our world to be tested. You cant get into this world without succeeding the test but you can come back into this world and return back when you have your anchor made in this real and true world." Hermione watched him and arched her eyebrow before bursting out laughing "Nice try Malfoy... i am not a kid anymore .. so naive i am not so maybe i should call them now" malfoy paled more even when it was possible while Harry watched them without emotions seen on his face. "No no... Granger i do not like you... but it is the truth... potter... you know it is true...!" Malfoy looked to Harry and Emerald eyes watched the grey eyes and after a minute he slowly started to nod. Hermiione rolled her eyes. "Seriously Harry? You believe the ferret?" Ron also groans "Mate, i knew you got some hits on your head.. but believing Malfoy?" Harry looked to his friends and spoke then "Malfoy lies with ease but you can see when he says the truth. He is obviously scared ... " Malfoy huffed but said nothing "and it is possible. It makes sense... maybe we are all way to close minded... " Hermione thought and shaked her head. She looked between Malfoy and Harry and arched her eyebrow seeing something in Malfoys eyes and thinking back. Malfoy was always a bully but when they got caught he did not tell his father or his aunt that it was Harry. Also they fought but never in a harmful way.. Was it possible that... ? Nah Hermione shaked her head and without a word went out of the room Ron following her while Harry stood watching Malfoy and Draco watching him back. What was going?