**Omg Gods it's been a while. I'm sorry guys. Oh well.. Here's the next chapter… Enjoy and I don't own HP.***

Chapter 4~

Harry peaked in the infirmary, still under the cloak he walked in unnoticed by the students that were sleeping. Casually walking to the bed that Madame Pomfray pointed out before he was some what surprised to find Hermione not there. The best sheets were all tangled and messed up. Glancing around the room he saw that she was sat in the window ledge. Her knees to her chest, arms wrapped around her knees and her head staring off into space intently.

Harry walked up to her only a few feet from her still figure. Her eyes were un focused and glazed over. There was no expression on her face, no evidence that she was even there at all. 'Well her mind that is.' Harry thought reluctantly. 'I wish i could know what your thinking about.' Harry thought sadly. He backed away from her and just watched her silently.

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Throwing her into a chamber Malfoy Sr. pulled the gag from her mouth and she continued shooting daggers at him with her eyes. The effects of the Crucio curse had wore off but every now and then she would twitch. Suddenly Malfoy got down on one knee and respectfully bowed. From another corner of the room he entered.

"So we finally have caught up with you Mudblood." hissed a venomous voice. The girl snarled in disgust. "Ah a feisty one I see, well Mudblood let's make something clear from the beginning. I always get what I want. Always. Now on to business, I need your special talent to bring me to full power. Join me and become a death Eater where you could finally be on the winning side. Agreeing with my generous offer would prevent yourself from a lot of pain and my Death Eaters a lot of pleasure." the venomous voice hissed again.

"you're crazy Voldermolt, I would never betray my friends and join you. You would have to kill me first." the girl that sounded familiar proclaimed bravely. "Wrong answer. Crucio!' she again let out n ear piercing scream as the familiar pain washed over her body stabbing her over and over again. She again doubled over onto the floor in a heap gasping for air. Voldermolt lifted the curse as she panted doubled over on the stone floor.

"Malfoy it looks as if you have a playmate for the evening. I want her alive in the morning. I mean it Malfoy if she's dead you will join her!" Malfoy bowed and dragged the girl out of the room she was in to much pain to protest.

He dragged her for a few minutes and stopped at a wooden door with a large brass handle and key hole. He opened the door and threw her in rough fully. He slammed the door behind him. Muttering a silencing charm on the room he smirked. "Looks like your friends have abandoned you… How long have you been here 3 days you think they would have come by now? Well now all you got is me." he kicked her after every sentence she groaned looking at him.

"Eat Slime!" she spat as if it burned. He got a look of anguish on his face and walked over to the wall behind him and picked up a Muggle enchanted sledge hammer. "Well Mudblood this is really going to hurt." he snickered as the madness grew in his eyes. Lifting the hammer over his shoulder he cast it full force down on her right leg. She let out a bone curdling scream. Tears of pain cascaded down her cheeks. She tried to move her injured leg but it wasn't responding, the bones were shattered. He lifted the weight enchanted hammer and cast it down again on the same leg. Another ear piercing scream rattled threw the room. "You bastard." she mutter in agony.

"Don't worry. We Have all night." the smirk on his pale face increased to a grin that spread across his face.

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"NO!!" Hermione sprang to life and jumped, causing her wide body to fall off of the thin ledge and onto the hard floor. SMACK! she groaned rubbing her aching head, glaring daggers at the side table that she had just hit.

Her blood ran cold and a eerie chill ran up her spill, the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. 'This isn't good. I need to see Dumbledore… maybe he'll understand.'

Hermione sighed defeated and stood wiping off her scarlet satin Pj bottoms. She fingered the Gryffindor Emblem and smiled. I'm a Gryffindor, I need to be strong. Sighing heavily she almost destroyed the side table trying to find her wand. Once she found it she grabbed a empty glass and transfigured it into a pair of white tennis shoes size 7. She quickly jumped into them and ran out of the hospital wing, not caring about how her body was screaming at her to stop.

She was so engrossed in her task that she didn't hear the pitter patter of feet traveling behind her the entire way to the stone gargoyle.

Hermione didn't care that it was 10 to midnight, Hermione didn't care if she was out past curfew, Hermione didn't care that most people would infect be sleeping now, especially her ancient Headmaster. But all Hermione knew was that he was going to be in his office, she had this feeling.

She stopped with a screech from the rubber of her shoes and started yelling out different candy names at the Gargoyle. "Peppermint Frog!! Fudge Flies! Lemon Drop!!" Still nothing. She clutched her head, it was pounding and she was getting really really annoyed and irritated, and that wasn't helping her migraine. "For the love of fricking almighty god! Open up you idiotic door, if you were alive I would shove a whole box of fucking acid pops down your throat!" she growled and the gargoyle started opened and started moving… she stared at it dumb folded and growled climbing onto the magical staircase. "Well then next time I'll just skip Guess the Candy and start yelling at it!" she muttered sarcastically to herself, while wrapping her arms around her bare shoulders trying to warm herself up from the ery chilly hallway. Her ears perked up when the sound of muffled snickering filled her ears.

Sighing, and ignoring it thinking she was imagining things she knocked on the wooden door to Dumbledore's office. A muffled "Come in" was issued. She opened the door a feeling a nausea washing over her.

"Ah Miss Granger, I had a feeling that you would come to see me tonight." Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, sipping a foaming mug, wearing navy blue night robes that had yawning mouths all over them. She raised an eyebrow, and shrugged it off, after all the man did know everything! "Do you know what time it is Miss Granger??" Her yes darted around the room strangely and she looked down at her watch.

"Em… it's 7 minutes to midnight." she replied he nodded and they both sa in silence to Hermione what seemed like forever. She finally couldn't stand it anymore and she very fast spit out. "Sir something's wrong with me I keep seeing these images, these scenes with different people in them… they flash and I don't know why it's happening, I haven't met any of them and I know it hasn't happened to me…" she knew she was babbling but she didn't care.. This was really scaring her and on top of her parents dying… He heart lurched at the thought and she let out a cry sob.

"I know Hermione, I know. What I'm about to tell you may scare you a little and may come to you as a shock… but your not who you really think you are." she raised her eyebrow again and stared at him like he had just lost his mind.

"Huh?" the Nausea feeling was getting strongest and stronger deep inside of her.

"Hermione my dear, I was at the impression that your parents (she gave another dry sob at this) would tell you this, but it's seems as if time had run out. There is a reason of why you r Muggle parents were attacked and in fact it was the reason why Voldermolt's supports went to your neighborhood." she looked at him with a blank stare. What's he getting at? Hermione what I'm trying to tell you is that you are adopted and The Grangers were not your real parents." she just stared at him, her eyes were wide and her mouth a gap.

"Please say your kidding." he shook his head gravely his eyes weren't twinkling.

"There's more I'm afraid… you see your real parents were very ,very powerful wizards. Both of them were Seers. Two of the three of the century." She was white washed.

"You mean that I'm adopted and my parents were 2/3 rd' of the group of wizards that can see into the future." he nodded, his eyes getting a little brighter.

"Your father's name was Christian Laurette and your mother was Ella Laurette they both foresaw there future and placed you in my are before they died. I took the precautions, made sure you were out in the safest place possible which was the Muggle world I also placed some other precautions on you as well…" He was interrupted by the 12 chimes of the grandfather clock behind him. Suddenly a very strong nausea washed over the girl sitting across from the ancient professor, it felt like her insides were changing, burning, growing, shrieking, she hissed clutching her stomach… it felt like she was going to be sick.

"Professor…" she grunted in-between the gasping pain… a minute or two later it was over and done with and she felt fine the sick feeling that had been in her stomach all night was gone. Silently she mused. It felt just like the Polyjuice potion. Something was different, everything was in a different point of view, like she was taller. She looked at her hands, slender and pale, her nails were long and rounded off, something was different she had tanned hands with short brittle nails… it was her bad habit she always bit them off. It hit her like a ton of bricks.

"Professor, I'm taking a couple of stabs at the dark here and correct me if I'm wrong. But you placed Glamour charms on me didn't you." she said astounded while trying to get over the fact that she didn't look like she looked like.

"Yes Miss Granger, I did for you protection you had a description and you couldn't fill it. You see back when you were only a baby you and your family were wanted just like if not so more then the Potters. The images you are seeing are premonitions Images and scenes from the future that will happen, your seeing all this because you are the last Seer of this century and your gifts have been activated today." she stared at him like he had three heads with a purple and yellow clown suit on.

"I'm a Seer?" he nodded again the twinkle returning to his eyes.

"Yes, your gifts are untamed now that's why they are frequent but over time they will calm down and only show you very important images and things. I'll help you develop your gifts Miss Granger." he said smiling with his eyes twinkling fully "For I am a Seer as well, one of the last century, the 2nd of I am correct." she gaped at him one, alright nothing else can possibly surprise me now. She thought amazingly.

**Another chapter done. I just realized that asking for reviews just doesn't do any good so I'm going to post the next chapter when I feel like it. And it may take a while because this ends the already pre typed chapter now… C-Ya!**