There was a second of stillness then Hermione shoveled herself from the ground, her body ached from lying still, she wondered how long she was out and where they had ended up, she was quick to pull out her wand and cast the Muggle Disillusionment Charms.
Hermione set to work on protective charms on the area and the magic she was using felt like it was still so raw and growing, which hadn't fully unleashed itself open this world, how odd she thought, did they travel back in time to the beginning of magic.
One way to find out, she dug into her bottomless bag and pulled out the tent they used in the forest of Dean, she changed a few things inside to suit herself like a massive bed all to herself and furnished for a queen she thought as she marveled her work when she set inside.
Hermione pulled out a Butterbeer from the fridge and configured to work using all sorts of offense and defense spells in the tent as different shades of colors danced around; both frameworks had excelled when she was angry and wanting to use all her power in one go.
When the sky felt dim, she set out to explore the area. Hopefully, there was a settlement with books as she longed to herself, to read something new, she hadn't read since the battle of Hogwarts and Hermione had pretty much know everything to do with magic.
There was movement outside due to the seeker scope picking up anything within 100 meters in every direction, she held her wand tight and put Harry's invisibility cloak on for luck and set outside to see who was coming.
The air was warm, and the sun gleamed in her eyes when she saw the host of riders approaching, definitely traveled back in time Hermione thought as she saw that they only had horses and swords, she heard the gruff voices shouting to scout around the area.
She was throwing up ideas when she thought she could capture one of the men without them noticing.
The two leaders she found sitting back from the riders scouting the area. Until they got off their horse, one had what looks to be like a limp as he followed the younger man with a spear on his back to the groove in the ground where Hermione fell, she slowly edges further to make out what they were saying.
"A body fell here brother" he scratched his chin and looked at the older man;" word from Pentos has come that a child fell from the sky, that they can do untold feats of magic." the younger of two men spoke.
Hermione was relieved that at least someone else had made it and had to bite her tongue so she wouldn't ask them who it could be, the older man huffed before speaking.
"You believe in those tales Oberyn, magic hasn't come to be seen for centuries, what makes you feel it now brother."
When he looked to where Hermione was standing the younger man replied."Did you not see that big fucking hole in the sky, its been nothing talk about it with the smallfolk, maybe it's a good time to start believing if we are going to take the Lannister for everything" as he said the last part in a whisper.
As they walked a few feet away, the older man fell to a nearby tree and lay a hand on it to keep him from falling over, from the look on his face, he was in a lot of pain.
The younger of the two men showed it when he tried to help him, Hermione had Harry's curse as she wanted to help this man, she walked up to them and pulled out her wand and pointed it to the man's leg and cast the most powerful healing spell.
A blue haze slowly formed out of nowhere, and the two men looked in concern to where it came from, the older man looked around in bewilderment before speaking "whos there."
It then suddenly latched onto his leg, he gasped and sprung to the ground, as he cried out in pain a slow hiss unnaturally came from his leg then a sudden thick pop sounded as the blue haze evaporated into thin air.
The older man grabbed his leg and looked at it with awe, then by the way he was flexing it she had fixed it, he gracefully shot himself to his feet and grasped the younger man in a hug.
" I'm free of this pain brother it's gone" he said as if he was crying, the young pulled him back to look at his face " truly brother" he just nodded to him then he took gaze to where the disturbance came from " Whoever you are, House Martell owes you a great deal for this miracle" he said with a large set of emotions.
Hermione thought about this, before the older man spoke" if there is anything House Martell can do for you, please don't be afraid to ask, we mean you no harm" as he elbowed Oberyn to drop the huge spear he had on his back, he placed it on the ground carefully before standing up next to his brother who looked out into nothing waiting in anticipation.
Hermione paused and thought this through in her head, she could use it to her advantage and have them bring her books, but there was a draw back, she would have to reveal herself at some stage, she couldn't quite trust these men yet, so she decided just to ask them for books and anything on magic, ' I'd like some books on your history and anything to do with magic in this world" Hermione said "magic" loud and definite.
A strong wind picked up before a deadly calmness took over the vicinity, then as she waited for the two brothers to reply a thunderous crack sounded behind her, she turned quickly and saw the hooded figure floating before them, the soldiers started to surround him like predator and prey, Hermione gasped at what she thought was a dementor until it spoke with ice piercing her ears, "where is she" it said with definite anger in his tone, one of the soldiers charged at him and was flung off like a rock on water, as he tumbled over and over again until he hit the nearby tree with a crash.
The other soldiers watched on in horror as they back away from the coldness, Oberyn walked passed her with his spear in hand, " who the fuck are you, what gives you the right to kill my men" he shouted at the figured who seem to grin evilly at them before he summoned Oberyn to him, as he screamed in protest.
" Ah you will do just fine, no matter" he raised his hands casting some wandless magic, and the soldiers started to charge at them before being frozen in mid stricking positions, Hermione was anxious, this thing was worse than Voldemort and had more power than anything she had seen before, no way she can stand against this thing alone, Harry she thought, I wish he was with me, he would have protected her against this thing.
Courage ran goose bumps down her arms as she summoned Oberyn to her, his body flew across and directly into her, knocking her over to the ground as the cloak fell off around her, she picked her self up quickly pointing her wand back at the figure.
She heard a clap and laughing from the figure, " well well, Hermione Granger. The brightest witch at Hogwarts, ever since I absorbed those little-hooded creatures of your world, I have learned a great deal about your history and the magic it holds, that's why I put a taboo on the word "magic" ... you see I want your power, no i need it" he rubbed his hands together before pulling out fluorescent stick that was jagged and looked like it had been ripped off from a dragon jaw.
The older man helped Oberyn to his feet holding out his spear to him then grabbing a sword from the ground, as they both stood opposite her, " what can we do," the older man whispered to Hermione before she could say anything a screeching blast came from the figure, as Hermione sent her own blast out, when they collided together a connection formed making the ground break away under the intense power.
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Something was so wrong Ron thought as he held on to his wand for dear life watching the others shot across the sky as he plummetted to the great city below, "bloody hell" Ron yelled as the ground quickly began to close its distance between him and death, "Mi ani magus" he shouted his body twisted violently in the air until he heard a sharp crack before screeching out in pain with the sudden jerk back to his normal form, "Oh bloody hell where is Hermione when you need her" he sighed and watched the ground edge closer to his new reality, he closed his eyes and thought of the dinner tables at Hogwarts and his mouth dribbled as he apparated and with a crack and poof vanishing into thin air.
Rons body twisted and jerked out with a sharp crack before hitting the cold hard ground with a thud, and he groaned painfully picking himself up and brushing the dirt away from he robes, he looked around the room, the was a massive chair at the end of the room as he started to approach it was an asymmetric monstrosity of spikes and jagged edges and twisted metal, "this isn't bloody Hogwarts," he cursed at his wand and sat down, he was beginning to think he was in Voldemort hide out, the doors swung open and a tall, fat man appeared.