Thanks for the reviews! Well, I hope you like the rest! This is my first Harry Potter Fic, so here we go! Just to let you know, this story is mainly about Hermione.

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Chapter Two: Hermione's Decision

            It all happened so fast. So fast it's almost like a blur to me. But, not fast enough for it will be etched in my memory forever. As I sit here on the edge of the lake by the place that I have called home for seven years, as I make my decision to what happens next, I can't stop thinking of how it all began.

            My seventh and final year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry was about to an end and the battle with Voldemort had been raging for about 2 years. First, he had stormed the Ministry of Magic and killed Cornelius Fudge and half the ministry, including Ron's brother Percy. It was a sad day indeed when Ron told me. I really liked Percy and thought of him as a brother, rather than just a friend. In fact, after my parents were killed by death eaters, Ron's parents took me like another member of the family. It was a dream come true living completely emerged in the wizarding world, and it helped me cope with my parent's death. They had died in my sixth year.

Then, death eaters raided the Weasley's house while Ron and I were in town getting our schoolbooks for our final year. We heard the news from Fred and George, who barely escaped. Luckily most of the family was out, but Ginny had been taken and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had been killed. I had never seen Ron cry, but I knew how he felt. Harry and Sirius, who was pardoned my sixth year after the capture of Peter Pettigrew, let me and Ron stay at their home until school started.

            The school year moved quickly without too much disruption from the war. It seemed that Voldemort was still afraid to attack Hogwarts, but the security was still very high. Everything was changing in the world around us, but Hogwarts seemed to remain the same. But, we were wrong…..

Dead wrong…..

That is why I am here, sitting by the lake of Hogwarts, covered by the shadow of the gigantic Dark mark that still hovers above it even after hours since Voldemort's attack. It came so suddenly that none us were prepared. But, they didn't get what they wanted. They may think they did, but they didn't.

They think they have captured the Marked One. They think it was Harry.

But they were wrong.

It should have been me……

But, to understand this, you must know about my past. I never understood at the time why my parents were found and my house targeted by the dark mark, but I found out later. Actually, just earlier this year……

I remember it well….

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Well, this is going to be a long story; I hope I don't bore you. Now, the next chapter is long, so I hope you like it! R & R PLEASE!