The Awakening of a Royal

by SilverDawn2

AU: Set in their 6th year, an exchange programme is held with another International Academy... And it turns out that she might not be a muggle-born after all! Centered heavily on angels... can you believe Snape is one?

22. Mixed Emotions

All disclaimers apply… Harry Potter belongs to Ms J K Rowling, the publishers etc… *humph* this is so unfair!

Note: Hermione's middle name is extracted from a fic that I loved very much, 'Echoes of the Narbeleth' by Spirit Star, and the titles I have for Harry do not – I repeat – mean the titles in the current British monarchy/aristocracy.

On a lighter note, This chapter is dedicated to bubblegum*girl. Happy belated birthday!

This is also for you Omni, so sorry to have left you hanging for five times 6-^

Awakening of a Royal

SilverDawn

Chapter 20: Hermione – Revealed

            No it can't be!

            This was the thought that kept ringing in Severus Snape's head as he stared at the unconscious girl in disbelief intermingled with shock, anger…

            And was that hope?

            Salazar, who was standing behind his brother, too gaped at the comatose girl, taking in the black hair, prominent cheekbones, high forehead and the tall, slender figure that was trademark of the Snape family with absolute astonishment. That, and the sigil which Athena had previously had, convinced him that this was the girl whom Silverdawn had spoken of earlier on in the year – the child of Athena.

            The students looked shocked as well. All of them had seen how Hermione had changed in just a few seconds, and Harry, no longer able to contain his anxiety, ran over to where Hermione laid, asking the King in a worried manner, "Is Hermione alright?"

            "She will be…" Adam replied quietly. The man seemed to want to speak some more, but was interrupted by the door of the living room opening, admitting a very much-frazzled Albus Dumbledore.

            The Headmaster took one look at the sight before him and gave a sigh of relief. The damage in the room wasn't as bad as he'd expected, but this could be due to the wards placed earlier on. Hell, when he had passed through the castle, the upturned portraits, fallen statues and cracked grounds had looked disastrous, even by usual standards. Thus, he had expected the site of the awakening to be worse. But apparently, he was wrong – the node sited within the Kadamon suite always placed strong wards to protect the sanctuary, and with the other enchantments placed by the angels, it wasn't as bad as the previous one during Silverdawn and Azrael's 16th birthday.

Noticing the unfamiliar black-haired angel in his former student's arms, Dumbledore turned to face the dumbfounded students, voice stern as he ordered, "All of you, back to your dorms now. UWIM students are to go to their sorted houses. Your heads will be checking shortly." At this, the Court gave doubtful looks at one another, not willing to leave their friend, especially Harry, whose look of pleading made all of them helpless. Dumbledore, having noticed their reluctance, gave them another stern look that belied his usual cheery self, and growled, "Now."

            Startled by their professor's sudden harshness, all of them nodded, and Ron pulled Harry up from his crouching position near Hermione, mentally urging his friend not to challenge Dumbledore's orders, for from the black-haired boy's look, it was very likely that he would. Ashteroth sensed this too, and went to help the fiery-haired boy get Harry away from his girlfriend. Harry did this very grudgingly, and Adam had to shake his head at how stubborn the boy was.

            … Must have gotten it from Lily, he thought absently before speaking, "Azrael, Silverdawn, stay back please. You too, Nikolai."

            The trio nodded whilst the others bowed before Lucifer apparated them to their Houses. With the majority of the group gone, the room fell silent once again. Everyone glanced at one another, and then to Severus, who was still rooted to the ground, unable to take his eyes off the girl. She looked so much like Athena and thoughts of their days together re-enacted in his mind in a flurry of pictures.

The angels remained as well, silently conversing with one another near the couches where Silverdawn was resting whilst the two dragonkin watched the group of people gathered by Hermione, one with worry, the other, indifference.

            ::Adam, Pearlsong and I are going to the Forbidden Forest to check on the node there for damages. Lightbringer has her hand full with the injured creatures there.:: Shadownight informed the King calmly, who in turn acknowledged the couple with a tired nod. The couple then bowed, and disappeared out of sight… but not before Pearlsong counseled the King.

::Go to Atzulith after all these for a holiday.::

            ::God knows I'd need it.:: Adam responded with a sigh as he signaled Nikolai to help clear the mess on Hermione's wings.

            ::Glad you knew.:: The blue-haired dragonkin replied, placing a safety ward on the King as she linked out.

            "I'll go check on your House for you, uncle Severus." Tracy offered quietly. Hearing no answer from the still-shocked man, she gave Lucifer a small smile before disappearing out of the room and into the portal room. After she left, Adam ordered his sons calmly, "Mikael, Lucifer, go check the damage wrecked within the entire castle. I want everything restored to their original state immediately."

The twins bowed slightly, and went out with relief, thankful that they would not have to witness anymore unwanted rows that might happen later on. The silvan-haired king then stood up, carrying the unconscious girl gently. Noticing his sudden action, Nikolai immediately helped him place Hermione against the couch where Silverdawn was resting, cautious not to crumple her wings whilst Nikolai carefully gathered the blood splattered on her wings into a swirling ball using magick. When all the blood was out of her wings, the black-haired healer subsequently placed it in a vial, where it lightened from crimson to pale silver instantaneously.

"Empress, can you do something to that sigil?" Nikolai asked softly towards the still resting princess. Silverdawn nodded her head and crouched beside Hermione, subsequently toned down the glowing sigil as her eyes turning a light purple, "She'll be waking up in a few minutes."

            The angels, who had finally finished their conversation, nodded at her prediction and took to re-establishing the original splendor of the room whilst Raphael helped Nikolai smooth out Hermione's crumpled feathers. Michael, the angel of fire, placed a hand on the girl's forehead as he tried gauging how strong her powers were. His hand went tingling mildly at the sudden onslaught of raw energy, causing him to pull out sooner than expected. He was not surprised by the amount of power her body contained – it rivaled any angel of the seraphim order, and perhaps was higher, but this wasn't startling – given the identity of her parents. What surprised him though, was that although untrained, she could roughly restrain her powers, though her gift of empathy needs desperate help.

            Jibrille – lifebonded of Michael – felt what the fiery angel experienced and murmured with a smile, "A natural mindspeaker, seer, and empath. My, she's quite like you Silver."

            "Just be thankful that she's not a mindhealer too." Silverdawn countered wryly, pulling herself up from the floor. Uriel, the angel whose element was time, remained impassive, but spoke quietly to Metatron, "Her gifts require immediate attention. I can only help with her gift of time."

            "I've gotten Gaia to help. She's training her, even now." The blond angel replied, gazing at his ward evenly.

            "Her wings, will she be able to control them?" Uriel inquired, knowing full well that the girl will have to learn soon.

            "She will, in time to come… One of us seven will have to train her on this. Or get Alexial to do it." Raphael answered as he placed some strengthening charms on his ward.

            "You'll have to train three of them though…" Jibrille murmured softly, azure orbs unfocused as the other four angels stared at her. A few seconds later, her eyes refocused, and she smiled mysteriously, not bothering to explain anything. After all, she wasn't the teacher of Israfil, Athena and Silverdawn for nothing.

            "I do not like what she says." Michael muttered under his breath.

            "Neither do I."

            "I'd second that."

            "Shh…" Metatron hushed his friends, "Hermione's waking up…"

            And as if on cue, Hermione stirred under Nikolai, Silverdawn and Raphael's administrations.

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            While the angels were talking, Adam had walked over to the stunned Severus Snape, nodding his head towards Salazar as he carefully guided the man towards where Hermione was resting. It was, to put it mildly, disturbing to see the black-haired professor so silent after witnessing the awakening of an angel, but now, the diverse emotions so easily seen on his face made almost everyone shake their head. Even Dumbledore had tried to shake his colleague out of his trance, but to no avail.

            "Earth to Severus." Salazar Snape shook a hand in front of his brother for several minutes, intoning the same phrase over and over again until he finally snapped out of it. Slapping Salazar's hand away, Severus stared at the girl wordlessly for a second before giving the king an accusing glare. His body was still shaking from the shock in his senses, his mind only just registering the alien sensation that now tingled in his heart.

            Yes, like all angels, he'd felt something changing in his heart when it came to the matters concerning a certain Hermione Granger. To many, it'd just be acknowledging the birth of a new angel, though she was definitely not an ordinary one – within in her lies noble, silvan blood of those above the order of seraphs. However, this wasn't the feeling that he'd encountered… Severus had felt the bonding between him and the child, and it certainly felt closer than being with an angel whom he'd never met.

            It felt as if she was somehow related to him.

            As if she were his child.

            No… it can't be!

            The confusion in his head started all over again, and Severus breathed in deeply, willing his weary nerves to some semblance of order. Dumbledore looked on sympathetically as the man battled with his inner demons before finally placing a gnarled hand on the potions master's shoulder. This seemed to calm the raven-haired man down as he spoke dangerously, "You owe me an explanation, Adam."

            "Indeed. As you can see, Hermione is Athena's daughter." The king spoke in a composed manner as he saw said girl's eyelids start to twitch, indicating that she was already awake, but did not want to face the adults as of yet. However, no one else seemed to have seen it, other than the five archangels, of course.

            "Athena's?" Severus echoed, his ex-fiancée's name tasting particularly bitter as he spoke her name aloud for the first time since long ago. The last parting had hurt, even though it had been more than a decade when it happened, and he still hadn't recovered entirely from it, nor will he ever.

            "Yes, she's Athena's child," Adam repeated again, his eyes turning into an inky blue as he contemplated whether to break the other. He did not want to, but at his children's persistent glare, added quietly, "Hers… and yours."

            Boom!

            An antique china vase exploded into pieces as Severus's emotions presented itself in the form of raw power and Hermione flinched a little, seeking the warm comfort of Nikolai's robes through closed eyes. Her father seemed not to have noticed this though, for he was still trying to digest the two, hard and concrete facts. Adam's saying that she was Athena's child had barely registered in his mind when the king had added another, one that could very possibly stun the entire school, for that matter of fact – that Hermione Granger was his child.

A myriad of feelings whirled once again in his mind, lingering mainly between rage, betrayal, the desire to tear someone apart now, and the most absurd of all – pride that he had fathered this particular child. Nonetheless, he had no idea how to accept a child into his life when half of it had been spent in angry bitterness over everything… his life, his so-called friends in Slytherin, his double-sided spying, his fiancée.

            He settled on doubt and anger.

            "Athena betrayed me sixteen – I repeat – sixteen bloody years ago," the black-haired man snarled heatedly, "who knows if this irritating know-it-all is my child?"

            He was unable to believe it – unwilling to believe that Athena would have kept their child from him. Yet when the words left his mouth, he regretted it immediately. Almost everyone sucked in their breaths when they heard Severus' words, for the implied meaning was more than clear. Adam's eyes turned cold as he took in his friend's words, and even Salazar had to shake his head at his brother's hotheaded reaction. No one was able to break the uncomfortable silence, and Hermione, angry at her father's words finally woke up. Eyes blazing a brilliant sapphire, she drew herself to her new height with boneless grace, anger lending her courage as she delivered a sharp slap on the taller man's face.

             The sudden assault left Severus' ears' ringing, and everyone went shocked by this abrupt action from the supposedly unconscious girl. The blow had left an obvious five-fingered imprint on the professor's face, reddening fairly quickly even on his tanned, unglamouried skin and Hermione's palm was still stinging as she hissed, "Do not insult my mother, father." The last word was practically spat out as she stared defiantly at her so-called parent. Then, not even bothering to read into his stony expression, the now black-haired girl pushed past the adults and angels, closing her eyes in a feeble attempt to stop the tears of anger from falling as she disappeared into nothingness.

            This action was followed by stunned silence, with several people looking at the spot where she had previously been in shock. Finally, Salazar spoke out, wide-eyed, "How could she?"

            "She's also an angel, which means that she has powers that mere wizards cannot even fathom. That, combined with who her parents are, makes it even more complicated. After all, female descendents of the Kadamon line are rare, not to mention powerful." Azrael trailed off, shrugging, "in short, she's already attuned to the abilities she inherited from her mother, including the 'disappearing act'."

            Salazar pondered on the answer given by his student, glancing at his cold brother occasionally, whilst Silverdawn silently reprimanded her godfather. Dumbledore, understanding as always, spoke gently, "Why don't all of us sit down, and let Adam clarify the entire thing. I'm sure he has a definite explanation for Athena's disappearance."

            "And while all of you try to understand, I'll find Hermione. Father, by your leave?" Silverdawn posed calmly while all of them settled in the couches.

            "Go." Adam replied tiredly, massaging his temples. With that, Silverdawn bowed, and disappeared out of sight. With her gone, Azrael spoke up, "Nikolai and I will report to Professor McGonagall regarding Hermione's absence." His father just gave a curt nod, and the couple bowed before entering the Gryffindor common room via the portals. The angels also disappeared, giving the excuse that they had to help clear up some doubt that's present in Assiah, leaving only Dumbledore, Adam, Salazar and Severus.

            Noticing the much emptier room, Dumbledore magicked out some tea for all of them, along with a plate of scones whilst he and Salazar looked at the king in expectation. Severus, however, seemed to remain silent all the time, his mind full of Hermione's rage, and that pair of sapphire eyes which reminded him so much of Athena. He already felt guilty when he had uttered those words, but seeing Hermione, whose features looked so much like him and Athena's mixed together made him feel downright remorseful. Adam took one look at the potions master, and knew that he was lamenting his quick tongue already.

            But still, why must I be the one explaining everything? The silvan man inwardly groaned as he drank deeply from his cup.

            "Severus, I want you to listen to me. That day when Athena left you, she did not go willingly." Adam spoke forcefully, causing the black-haired professor snap his head up alongside his brother.

            "You heard what I said. Yes, she was furious with you about the last quarrel, but she had not planned to step out of your life literally. Unlikely as it seems, she was kidnapped." The king said before closing his eyes, remembering his last time with his sister, which was when she had told him that she was pregnant. The look of pure delight on her face when Israfil had told her that it was a girl was still vivid in his mind even after all these years.

            "But we've tried to track her!" Severus growled, recalling that fateful year. He had placed tracking charms all over the bloody map of Earth, and even on each planet within the Angelic Systems, but it showed no sign of her anywhere. By the end of the year, he was looking so dreadful that Adam had to hex him and send him to Atzulith to recuperate, under the constant care the healers.

            "There are several places within each realm that are unplottable to all sorts of charms. On earth itself, there are approximately a dozen of such places…" Adam explained.

            "You've lost me there, Adam. I thought that we've checked all of them." Dumbledore supplied, looking very puzzled.

            "Ah, but I haven't finished. Some unplottable spots are only certain rooms." The king added meaningfully as a look of enlightenment entered Salazar's face, "So we've only checked on unplottable forests and houses, but not specific chambers."

            "And there is but three unplottable chambers within Britain itself. We are within one, another is at the other end of Britain, and another is near Hogwarts."

            Severus' face darkened at the implication of this.

            "Malfoy Manor." Severus' growled, his face scowling at the implication. He still remembered that dark chamber within the dungeons of Lucius' home, where no magic could work – a perfect place for torture. It was unplottable, and thus, was a perfect place to hide Athena if he wants to.

            "God, I'm going to kill him." He snarled, lurching out from his seat and was about to dissolve out when Adam restrained him back to his seat with magick, commenting lightly, "killing him will only get you to Azkaban, nothing else. Athena didn't escape to see you kill him."

            "She escaped?" Severus' voice sounded hopeful, though Adam's next words brought his hopes back to nil, "She died shortly after that, Sev. To cut the story short, 'Tina spent more than half her pregnancy trapped in a gods-forsaken magic-less chamber before Narcissa found her and sent her to hospital when she was about to give birth. Hermione was born in Primalania, and Narcissa got into a lot of trouble because of it. Safe to say that she's Hermione's godmother, and Athena was able to escape partially because of her."

            Sapphire eyes darkened as the king continued, "Like I said, Athena escaped from Malfoy Manor… yet somehow, Lucius had managed to bleed my sister to death… or at least hurt her so badly that she wasn't able to use any of her magic. And that was why she couldn't even make it to the portal at Hyde Park."

            Not being able to prevent the onslaught of painful memories, Adam rested for a while, willing those memories that he had seen through Israfil's eyes to fade away before continuing, "She died there, in Hyde Park. But before that, 'Tina had placed Hermione with someone safe…"

            "The Grangers." Salazar murmured, as Adam nodded affirmation. Muttering something unintelligible under his breath, a piece of parchment appeared in the king's palm, and he handed it over to Severus. The potions master took it from the man's outstretched palm, hands trembling as he read the parchment silently,

Name: Hermione Adariel Kadamon

Mother: Athena Louise Kadamon     Father: Unknown

Godmother: Narcissa Selenity Malfoy     Godfather: Jeremiah Zambini, Albus Dumbledore

Date of Birth: 19th September 1989, 1423hrs Post Meridian

St. Primalania Hospital

            "Your name is hidden, but you know how to see through it." Adam commented lightly, seeing the odd looks on his friend's face, as well as Salazar and Dumbledore's, both of whom had gotten around to see what the parchment was. With a muttered, "Revelo", the word 'Unknown' on the 'Father's' sector changed to 'Severus Julian Snape' and on Hermione's name, it became, 'Hermione Adariel Kadamon Snape'. Knowing that Wizarding birth certificates never lie, to say that Severus Snape was visibly stunned by the news was an understatement.

            His mind felt as if it was laden with too many facts, and none of it had time to digest. That, and the past memories – especially of their last quarrel – surfacing up only served to confuse him even more. By now, he had accepted the fact that Hermione was indeed Athena and his child, and he was regretting his rash reactions very much…

            Unable to continue listening, Severus Snape stood up unsteadily from his seat, the certificate clutched tightly in his hand as he muttered, "Excuse me, I have to go."

            With that, he swept out of the room, and into his private room within the Kadamon Suite, leaving the other three men behind in just a few seconds. Adam gazed at his friend's retreating figure, smiling slightly, "Well, that went better than I expected. Nothing else broken, shattered, or burst into flames."

            "You really have an odd sense of humor Adam." Salazar replied dryly, massaging his temples, "Well, does that mean that those two will acknowledge one another?"

            "I hope so…" Dumbledore mumbled, drinking his tea.

            "We have another problem. How are we to deal with the students? Hermione's change is permanent now – no one is able to cast a Glamourie on her anymore. By her will, she can change into her Granger form, though that requires some training… and will she even be willing to do that? If not, what will we do? Will she remain Granger? Or Kadamon? Or Snape?" Adam pointed out as he fiddled with the teacup. Hearing his words, Salazar and Dumbledore groaned in unison, knowing that this problem would require both Hermione and Severus to settle amongst themselves.

"Gods be damned."

            "Merlin's Beard."

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While the four adults were conversing…

            It was cold outside Hogwarts, and even though it was not a thunderstorm that was raging on, it still held a depressing mood for everyone within the castle, not to mention, outside. On the turrets of Hogwarts, the rain poured down mercilessly, sloshing against the roof tiles and against a lone figure seated on the sloped roof. Rain pounded painfully against her body and her wings, soaking her to the skin, but she took no notice of it. Her sapphire eyes seemed to be staring at something invisible in the sky, and from her posture, one could see vulnerability, hurt…

            And pain.

            This was how Silverdawn found the girl – head on her knees as she stared on, oblivious to everything, perhaps even the rain. Cautiously, the princess floated over to sit next to her, not talking, not moving – just stayed there to company. For what seemed hours, Hermione finally spoke, voice dull as she whispered, "You knew about it, don't you?"

            Though the rain splattering made Hermione's voice almost indiscernible, Silverdawn managed to hear it, and nodded sadly. She did not want to offer any explanation, seeing that it might possibly upset her cousin further. At her nod, Hermione turned quiet, and discontinued any more talk. They just sat there, letting the water soak them as they sought solace, knowing that both of them shared complicated pasts, and mayhaps, future.

            It was only now did Hermione understand how difficult it was to be a seer. Dreams and past memories of people aside, a seer is allowed to glimpse at the different alternative futures, yet one cannot divulge any information until the deed was done…

            Even if it meant the cost of the death of someone close to you.

            That, combined with the fact that they too were angels only made the entire situation even more tiresome. Now, Hermione really respected how Silverdawn was able to be so tight-lipped about what was to happen, and still stay sane. Knowing that they were cousins had come as a shock, but seeing how they had so much in common, from manners to their hair colors, it should not have been a surprise. Furthermore, everything else seemed to make much more sense… How the Kadamons had treated her, such familiarity that no one should have been able to attain in such a short time of acquaintance, how she had been able to read and understand facts not easily gained.

            All these were talents that descended from both the Kadamon and Snape lineage.

            The thought of Snape still left a bitter taste in her mouth. Her father – the one whom she had never really gotten to know – had dismissed the idea that Hermione was his child immediately, er… maybe not immediately, but he never even considered it, and even had the nerve to insult her mother. Hermione had previously fumed about this, but now that the initial anger faded, she was hurt more than any other.

            How could he? He's supposed to love At… mother more than anything!

            ::Mione, your thoughts are leaking…:: Silverdawn's voice chided, and Hermione gazed at her in apology before strengthening her inner wards.

            "Why don't we go to somewhere dry? You'll catch pneumonia if you continue doing this." Silverdawn offered gently as she stood up, giving Hermione her hand. The Gryffindor nodded, and gripped her hand as they disappeared from the towers and into a dead corner of the chilly dungeons.

            The place was sinisterly dark, safe a lit torch that was placed on the wall beside a marble statue of what looked to be a young girl. Hermione stared at the statue with half-interest, noting how real the statue looked, from her face to the folds of her Roman toga. The cold forgotten, Hermione asked softly, "This is…?"

            "Your personal haven. Angelic Umcinion." Silverdawn answered cryptically whilst the statue slid to one side, revealing a doorway where an angel stood guard. Noticing their arrival, the brown-haired angel smiled genially, bowing as he recognized one of them, "Your highness, milady."

            "Tobiel, this is Hermione, the new owner of these rooms." Silverdawn smiled back in return, introducing her cousin to the angel. Tobiel's gray eyes lighted as he glanced at the rumored second princess, bowing respectfully at Hermione, "Your highness, I'd like to extend a warm welcome to you from the second and third divisions."

            The referred looked startled by his respect, but bowed too, speaking politely, "And I to you."

            "Now that the rightful owner is back, I have to go. Before I do…" Tobiel trailed off, snapping his fingers twice. Immediately, the two girl's robes went dry, and the angel smile in satisfaction, "There, it is somewhat cold out here. Do go in."

            He nudged the two girls into the corridor leading to the family room, and dissolved into nothingness. Hermione looked slightly dazed by the angel disappearing, but before she could ask any questions, Silverdawn had pulled her into the family room where Hermione stared in shock.

            With the crystal chandelier lighted and a hearty fire burning in the fireplace, the entire room was filled with a soft, warm glow. It was a very big room, with bookshelves spanned an entire stretch of wall, sorted by categories and alphabetical order. A large bearskin rug was placed a few feet in front of it, filled with fluffy cushions and a low table for casual reading or studying. Portraits and mementos could be found everywhere, and even several white marble statues of the leading wizards, mages and angels throughout the ages. White couches were also placed near the fireplace, alongside a spiral, glass coffee table, and even now, there was tea set for two.

            Motioning Hermione over to the couches, Silverdawn settled comfortably in front of one of them, hugging one of the many plush cushions present. Hermione took a seat opposite her, looking at the place in amazement.

            "Silver, this is mother's suite!" Hermione gasped, recognizing the family portrait that looked identical to the one placed at the Kadamon Suite. Silverdawn nodded in reply, smiling at her recollection, "Yes, and it's yours."

            "Mine?" The Gryffindor was stunned, and once again, her cousin just nodded, content with the warmth. She levitated a cup of honeyed tea into her hands, and drank deeply from it as Hermione looked around, eyes fixed on the books. Giggling a little, Silverdawn continued, "Yes Mya. Even those books are yours. This is father's and my gift to you – that what Athena previously had was preserved solely for you… and uncle Severus."

            On hearing Snape's name, Hermione's sapphire eyes darkened, causing Silverdawn to sigh, "Mya, godfather tends be rash where aunt Athena is concerned. He never meant to insult her… I know it."

            "But that still doesn't cross out the fact that he had denied who I am." The now black-haired girl spat out angrily, the memory still fresh in her mind as tears started to gather in her eyes. Noticing this, Silverdawn went over to where her cousin sat, and gathered the girl in her arms, hushing her, "There now. I know that it hurts, but it will come to past. Don't worry about it. You have my word." Sniffles could be heard while Hermione tried to get her emotions in control. All the while, Silverdawn just stayed by her side, and when she felt that the girl was able to take more, the princess continued, "Mione, you do remember this room, don't you?"

            "I did." The referred admitted with a nod, and Silverdawn continued, "Azrael and I had taken the liberty of settling what left of your previous home into this suite too. You'll find it at the end of the north wing." It took several seconds for this to register in Hermione's mind, and when it did, she hugged Silverdawn tightly, voice thick with emotions, "Thanks, Silver. You have no idea what this means to me…"

            "You're welcome, cousin."

            The new term startled Hermione a little, and she shook her head ruefully, "I still can't believe that I'm a Kadamon. I feel the same, but I know that I look different. Still, why is my hair black when I thought that it'd be silver?"

            "Erm, we Kadamons can change into any form we want but we always have two permanent forms. The forms that we have before our 16th birthday, and the one after the same birthday." The princess explained, as she magicked a full-length muggle mirror in front of them. Hermione got quite a shock at the almost identical faces in the mirror.

Both the Kadamon and Snape family have aristocratic features and though the Kadamon family had sharper ones, there was an eerie resemblance between the duo, save the eyes – blue and silver definitely had a difference. Their hair were also of the same raven-black, silky-soft characteristic and both were waist-length. Thankfully, Silverdawn's hair was straight, whilst Hermione's fell in soft curls. This would be able to differentiate them from far distances.

Looking at the similarities, Hermione whispered, "This is albeit too creepy for comfort."

"Well, you can change into your silver-haired form. It's like what I do frequently. Just picture your hair being silver, and the other features will be altered to fit that image." Silverdawn commented casually. On seeing her cousin close her eyes and change, she did the exact same thing… and had to smile at the same similarities. By the time Hermione had opened her eyes and inspected the differences closely, the newly awakened angel responded wryly, "We really have a lot of similarities…"

While Hermione's hair was silver, her eyes darkened into a bottomless black, but her features did not alter much. Silver's was also the same, but had lavender eyes instead. Still, they continued to look pretty much alike. With a snicker, Silver responded, "Well, it runs in the blood."

Hearing this, Hermione just shook her head, reverting back to her black-haired form whilst Silverdawn settled comfortably with her current one, "I'm never going to be able to live down to this…"

            "Ah, but you will, Hermione." Silverdawn contradicted good-naturedly, passing some crackers to her cousin, "You already understand a lot of things that mere people would never know, including the knowledge that control is everything. This makes us rather relieved actually. We had been worried that your 'awakening' will be worse, but with your rough control, it hadn't gone that bad."

            "You saw through it?" Hermione wondered wryly as Silver smirked, countering, "I'd be damned if I can't." At this, the Gryffindor mock-glared, "Language, Kadamon."

            "You're starting to sound like godfather."

            "Is that good, or bad?"

            "You decide."

            "It's bad."

            "Hermione…" Silverdawn groaned in exasperation, and from the darkened sapphire eyes, she knew that Hermione felt that it really was bad that she was starting to sound like a Snape. Those eyes were now distant, and Silver had to sigh and her stubbornness. It was as if she was forming some barrier around herself, and no one could get through. Despite her good intentions, Silverdawn knew that Hermione needed time to mourn, for her deceased parents – three of them – and how everything she had known of herself had been a lie.

            "I'll leave you to think through what had happened. Someone will come by later," Silverdawn finally spoke out, "Meanwhile, try not to kill yourself."

            The jest made Hermione smile a little, and by the time Silverdawn disappeared, she had walked over to the master bedroom – Athena and Severus' room before Athena died – taking in the familiar surroundings with something akin to nostalgia. The books of potions that her parents had poured through long ago still lay on the table, untouched, as if waiting for someone to continue reading it. Fingering the photographs by the bedside, Hermione smiled sadly, knowing that there would be no more of such happy times.

            Walking to the adjoining door, she went in, and smiled softly, remembering one of her dreams…

            Severus Snape was wrinkling his nose at the – in his opinion – far too feminine room that they were now in. Athena had pulled her in here after they had settled in the room next door, saying that she had a surprise for him.

            "What's this?" Severus asked, referring to the room in general. At his question, Athena smiled, taking up one of the bunnies from the bed, "This room will be for our future child."

            "What if it's a boy?" The recently-graduated-then-hired-by-Dumbledore Potions Master countered, hugging his fiancée gently.

            "It'll be a girl." Athena replied confidently as she leaned back into Severus' strong arms, "And she'll be named after grandmama."

            "Adariel… I like it."

            Shaking her head, Hermione took one of the large bunnies and went over to the window ledge situated next to a soft, pastel-yellow couch. The windows within the suite were magically placed, thus allowing one to view anywhere in Britain if one wishes to. Currently, it was projecting the regular Hogwarts' compounds, and Hermione magicked a rug on the ledge, along with a couple of fluffy cushions. That ready, she sat on the ledge, and curled up quietly with the bunny clutched tightly to her chest. Her eyes went unfocused when she gazed at the rain, and in that serene moment, she thought back to everything that had ever happened to her, her parents, the events in her childhood, to her newly-awakened status.

            Why must I lose all I cared?

            True, she had never known of Athena's existence until a few weeks back, but she had been through Athena's memories, and with time, Hermione felt as if she'd known her all along. She had just saw that Athena was her mother, but had to see her death too, as well as those of her foster parents. She was a blue-blooded witch, one whose power surpasses many of her age. She was royalty – part of the Universal Royal Family. A seer, and a black-robed at that.

When she had first started Hogwarts, Hermione had wanted to be the best, and to be recognized for it.

            But now, when she had gotten these, the girl finally knew how pressurizing it could be. With power comes responsibility. These were the parting words Israfil had given Silverdawn, and now, Hermione understood – with experience – what it meant. In silence, she thought over the past years, when Harry would sometimes shrink into himself time and again at the thought of Voldemort, Cedric and the others who've died in their cause.

            She finally realized how difficult it must have been for him, thrown from not knowing anything to being molded as the hero of the Wizarding world.

            All of us will never have a carefree life… Hermione thought sadly, what has happened before scars us forever, it influences us, makes us despair. Still, there are people who look forward for a brighter future. Can I do that?

            As her eyes focused back to the rain, tears coursed down her cheeks, unnoticed as she mourned for those who had died…

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            After sending Nikolai back into the Slytherin common room, Azrael entered into Gryffindor's via the official entrance – through the guarding portrait. He still remembered the worried looks on his friend's faces when both of them had entered into Slytherin, especially Draco, who looked particularly distraught. He had repeatedly said that Silverdawn was all right, but the platinum blonde remained unconvinced. Eventually, Lawrence grabbed a glass of brandy from Slytherin's private alcohol cache and used it to calm his nerves as Azrael snuck out of the place.

            Now, he wondered how his friends here would react, especially a particular black-haired, green-eyed boy. The common room was unusually crowded, with people sitting around, talking animatedly even though a severe earthquake had just occurred earlier on. It wasn't rather surprising, given the fact that all of them were confined in their respective houses until tomorrow morning. As he stepped through the threshold, Harry spotted him immediately and asked worriedly, "Is Mione alright? The blood…"

            "Harry, she's fine." The silvan-haired prince replied tiredly. Amber noticed his weariness, and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, "how about we grab the chess area, then we'll talk."

            The others nodded in agreement, and Ron got the place cleared within seconds. Sitting in front of the black pieces, Azrael took the white, whilst Hideaki magicked out a long couch for them to sit on as they watched the duo play a game of chess. It was a perfect decoy, and any other Gryffindor might think that they were just playing/watching chess.

            "Pawn to D4." Azrael murmured as their mindspeech conversation began.

            ::What happened up there?:: Ginny started first whereas everyone else listened keenly, wondering what the hell had happened earlier on.

            ::Hermione experienced her awakening.:: Azrael explained in simple terms, not wanting to confuse people more than anything. At his words, Harry raised sharply, ::What do you mean by that?::

            There was uneasy silence when Azrael tried to find a simpler way of explanation, ::Hermione had been adopted. The form that all of you are used to isn't her real one. Today, her powers finally manifested themselves seeing that they no longer can be contained. The results are as you've seen.::

            ::It should not have been that bad.:: Tristan countered shrewdly, taking a sip from the juice that had been passed by Hideaki. The prince shook his head 'no' at his question, knowing better than to lie as the Court could never be fooled easily.

            ::She's my cousin.:: Azrael replied blandly, and several of them choked on their juice.

            "What!" Ron spluttered as Amber hurriedly patted his back.

            "You owe us an explanation Emperor.:: Hideaki said wryly as he snuggled closer to Ginny, who blushed at the contact but did not pull back.

            ::This part is to explain to Harry, Ron and Gin. I have only one aunt from my father's side – Athena.:: Azrael started slowly as he relived the events leading to her death, ::Aunt Athena had died sixteen years ago, but no one other than the royal family knew of it. To cut it short, she had escaped after being kidnapped for more than half a year, but sustained fatal injuries that led to her death…::

            ::Wait a minute. I thought aunt Athena had run away after betraying uncle…?:: Amber interrupted easily, a frown set on her forehead as she heard what the prince had said.

            ::I was going there, Priestess. Everyone else thought that she betrayed uncle, but in reality, she had almost endangered herself to keep the child while imprisoned.:: Azrael murmured absently, his mind half immersed in the chess. At the word 'child', everyone stiffened inexplicably, though the silvan-haired boy took no notice of it. Instead, he continued, ::Thankfully, the wife of the man who imprisoned my aunt found her in time for the child's birth, but the bastard found out and took aunt Athena and the infant from the hospital. He had beaten up his wife as a punishment, and aunt Athena escaped after that, though the creature-like claw marks had left her bleeding badly. She died in Hyde Park that night, but managed to place her child in the hands of muggles before that happened.::

            Everyone went speechless by what he'd say, and Ron finally spoke up, ::The child was Hermione, wasn't it?::

            The prince nodded, and everyone went completely stunned, especially Amber, Hideaki and Tristan. Azrael and Ron continued to move their pieces cautiously whilst the others took their time recovering. It was several minutes later when Tristan mumbled, ::No wonder uncle Severus looked so shocked.::

            ::Yeah… and to think that they're related.:: Amber continued, causing yet another shock to the Hogwarts students.

            ::Hermione and Professor Snape are related?:: Ginny gasped as she looked at Hideaki's ultramarine eyes. At their surprise,  Hideaki started dryly, :: Not just that. If what Azrael says is true, Hermione is uncle Severus' daughter.::

            "WHAT!?!" The Hogwarts trio hollered, causing Amber to place her hand at her ringing ear, "Oww… there's no need to shout."

            Many Gryffindors turned to stare at the group, who nodded apologetically as they resumed their heavy silence.

            ::Then she's a Kadamon and a Snape.:: Ron commented thoughtfully after all of them settled back, whilst Harry added, ::Nonetheless, I'm still worried about her…::

            ::She's safe Harry, don't worry. Geez, you're starting to sound like an old man.:: Azrael advised as he moved his queen to G4.

            ::So what?:: Harry retorted as he remembered that scream that had tore from Hermione's throat earlier on. Even though he knew that Azrael's words could be trusted, he still felt terribly worried.

            ::Wait, if she is uncle Severus and aunt Athena's daughter, then her titles…:: Hideaki trailed off, remembering the string of titles that Severus Snape held.

            ::Exactly what I've been thinking.:: Ron intoned, as he murmured aloud, "Check."

            ::Her titles are long, no doubt it'll come as a shock to many next year.:: Azrael agreed, and placed his bishop to counter the move.

            :: The next Season ought to be interesting.:: Ron stated absently.

            ::Indeed.:: Azrael replied whilst Ron's tower moved over to E4, "Checkmate, Az."

            While the prince looked at the chessboard in disbelief, the portrait opened once again, admitting a silvan-haired girl that few recognized. Azrael and the others had not seen her enter, merely gazing at the chessboard where only seven pieces remained.

            The other Gryffindors just stared open-mouthed at the striking female in front of them, none of them moving until she asked a first-year politely, "Have you seen Azrael?"

            The brunette nodded, face flushing as she pointed to the large couch by the chess area. Silverdawn thanked the girl with a smile and a small packet of sweets (from Assiah), leaving a much-dazed girl while she glided to her friends. Azrael had been the first to see his twin, and hurriedly stood up, "Si… Sera! What are you doing here?"

            Amber, Tristan and Hideaki, noticing her 'royal' form, bowed respectfully, much to the annoyance of Silverdawn. She bit back the retort that was hovering on the edge of her tongue at the surprised gasps from the other Gryffindors in the room, and dismissed them with a wave of her hand. With that, they settled back to the couch, with Ginny now sitting on Hideaki's lap to allow Silverdawn space to sit.

            ::I hate it when all of you do that.:: Silverdawn grumbled as she sank into the soft couch. The others just snickered, and she continued, ::Harry, Ron, Gin, there's no need to be so fidgety. I'm Silverdawn.::

            "WHAT!?!" The trio shouted once more, causing several Gryffindors to jump. Serafina gave them an apologetic look, just as Azrael commented, ::No more charades?::

            ::Nah… I'm having a headache to keep them from knowing who I am. They are, after all, our friends.:: Silverdawn mumbled tiredly, rubbing her aching forehead.

            ::Oh goody. I'm in love with a princess and am good friends with a prince and another princess.:: Harry muttered sarcastically, whilst Azrael retorted, ::You're also the god-child of a King and Angelic Queen, and friends with angels, dukes, duchesses, heiresses' blah blah blah. Not to mention that you're a duke as well.::

            ::I'm a what?:: Harry roared, and everyone winced at the ferocity in his mindvoice.

            ::Your father was the famous Duke of Edinburgh, Viscount Karlson, and Earl of Pandemona, amongst other titles:: Amber remarked dryly, causing Azrael to chuckle as she continued, ::What do you think?::

            ::Oh great, everything is just peachy.::

            ::Nonetheless, I'm not here for nothing.:: Silverdawn commented lightly although lavender eyes were serious, ::Harry, I want you to stay with Hermione for today. God knows she needs company.::

            Knowing that he could go see Hermione, Harry's eyes lighted up as he asked, "Can I go now?"

            "Why not?" Silverdawn shrugged and stared at him for a second. In turn, the boy disappeared into nothingness while Silverdawn apparated him into the underground suite. That done, she stood up once more, and smiled at Ron and Ginny, speaking softly, "Father and I wish to sponsor the two of you in the next Season."

            The siblings' eyes widened at the offer, and the others laughed at their expressions. Hideaki hugged the girl closer to him as he whispered, "I'll introduce you to my parents." And this caused the girl to blush even further.

            "I'll take this as a yes. Details will be given in a while. See you later." Silverdawn stated as Azrael gave his sister a peck before letting her apparate out of sight.

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            By the time Silverdawn had changed back to her black-haired form and entered the Slytherin common room, the younger occupants had already went back to their rooms, leaving the older ones talking quietly or pouring over the dark arts books that were available in the common room. Upon entrance, she had been engulfed into a tight hug, leaving her albeit bewildered. However, when she saw the worried look on Draco's face, Silverdawn gave a reassuring smile as they went back to where the others were – by the fire.

            Everyone looked relieved when Silverdawn returned, especially Nikolai, who asked quietly, "Is she safe?"

            "Yes." Silverdawn replied, before continuing casually, "How about a game of cards?" This received assents from every and Ashteroth started dealing as he commented in Latin, "You don't look very well."

            "Here, have a drink." Draco offered, passing a goblet of iced wine to his girlfriend. Silverdawn nodded her thanks, but placed the goblet absently by her side as she took her set of cards. Beside her, Blaise took up hers, and asked in Mongolian, "What happened up there?" whilst placing two Kings into the pile.

            "Hermione had her awakening." Silverdawn explained in French, putting two Kings in. This caused Ashteroth to stop, and he turned the cards over, only to find that it truly was two Kings – it had been Blaise's cards that were wrong: it was two eights. Blaise grinned wickedly at this, and the angel had to sigh before placing the cards into his hand. All the while, they continued talking.

            "What's that?" Draco asked, and the black-haired girl replied in Russian, "Every Kadamon reveals their true forms on their 16th birthday. It's Hermione's turn today."

            "She's a Kadamon?" Lawrence asked via Danish while Blaise, Draco and Ashteroth looked at the girl in shock. Silverdawn just nodded her head in affirmation, causing Ashteroth to murmur in Faeroese, "It makes sense now… She's yo… Serafina's sister?"

            "Nope," Silverdawn replied, lapsing into ancient Greek, "she's her cousin – aunt Athena's daughter."

            "Aunt Athena?" Draco asked in Chinese, shocked beyond words. Noticing his surprise, Ashteroth asked lightly using Polish, "You knew her?"

            "She was my mother's best friend." The boy supplied blandly in the same language, to the startlement of the others save Silverdawn.

            "I heard father say that his good friend, Athena – Pro… uncle Severus' fiancée – had gone missing before I was born, and that was why uncle Severus became so bitter. If we're talking about the same person, isn't she his daughter as well?" Blaise wondered pensively in Japanese, and Silverdawn had to smile at her astute perceptions.

            "You're right Blaise. Hermione is uncle Severus' daughter." Silverdawn concluded in Basque as the others retreated into thoughtful silence.

            "So she's now my cousin… No wonder I've felt an odd kinship towards that girl." Lawrence murmured absently as Nikolai smiled to herself. She had not participated in the conversation, having known everything beforehand, and just listened to how they felt. It had been a relief to finally get this underway. At least she would not have to worry about more casualties, and now she could talk to Hermione freely without having to hold back, wondering what she could or could not say. Ashteroth also finally understood why the girl could speak in Angelic – a tongue that could never be learnt outside their own race, and why the twins were so close to her.

            "Will she be going to Arys Quedantio then?" Ashteroth asked in Angelic before reverting back to English as he continued, "two aces."

            "I think so." Silverdawn said, also reverting back to English as she watched Draco place an ace. Nikolai, who suspected that he cheated, stopped, and turned back the card. It was an ace. Giving a groan, she took the cards in the pile whilst Draco started again.

            "Two Jacks. Well, now that we know her identity, it'll be fun to watch her enter the Season. Father's gonna have the shock of his life." Draco remarked casually whilst the others grinned wickedly.

            "Am I able to tell my father about this? He would like to see his friends' daughter." Blaise agreed in Arabic, but Silverdawn shook her head no, replying, "His Majesty will most likely tell your father himself."

            "Nonetheless, I can't wait until I see the faces of several someones… especially Parkinson's family and the other Deatheaters' faces." Nikolai smirked as she placed three fives in the pile.

            "I agree. Talk about an uproar." Lawrence snickered, as Draco tricked Blaise again.

            "Four queens. Well, I do hope that she'd be all right. Those wings looked to be in pretty bad shape." The platinum blonde murmured. Nikolai and Silverdawn smiled at his concern, replying as one, "She's alright now."

            "That's good to hear." Draco reverted from Spanish to English, "Everyone passed? Okay, another four queens. I win." Hearing this, Blaise turned over his last four cards – they were indeed four queens. Turning his second-last batch of four cards, he then saw one ace and three twos. Once again, Draco had outwitted the others in this game of deception. Looking at the cards, Lawrence whistled, "Wow, you're still cunning as ever Magician."

            "Thank you." The boy replied simply as he pulled Silverdawn from her seat, "Come Silver, I still need help with the information we've amassed. Have a good time, ladies, gentlemen."

            With that, the couple straightened their robes and Silverdawn took several sips of the wine before going out, goblet still in hand as they made their way for the Kadamon Suite. Unnoticed by them, Pansy and Millicent smiled nastily at one another when they saw the girl drink from the goblet, and snuck back to their room.

            Silverdawn and Draco had been settled comfortably in the private den within Draco's room, both of them resting on their stomachs whilst reviewing the Death Eater packs in Ireland when whatever the two girls had placed in the goblet took effect… though not as they had wished.

            They had been reassessing how to spread their numbers more thinly when Silverdawn suddenly felt that it was getting warmer. She took off her robes, leaving only her simple dress underneath and continued to work out the number of Aurors required for each region. The girl was able to concentrate for a few minutes though, for she started getting even warmer, her skin tingling, and her senses being acutely amplified to feel almost each and every fur on the soft, rabbit fur rug caressing her skin. She suppressed a moan at this sensation, feeling very giddy as she murmured, "Draco, I'm not feeling very well…"

            Her words startled the boy very much, and within seconds, he was sitting up and observing the slightly flushed girl. Placing a hand on her forehead, Draco felt that she seemed to have fever, but when he pulled her over to lean against him, he heard her moan and snuggle even nearer against him. This made Draco stiffen slightly. Silverdawn, though not shy, wasn't one who'd readily cuddle with him – and this was making him feel aroused.

            Then, suddenly, everything clicked. The sudden illness, moan and rising temperature. Inwardly, the Slytherin cursed whomever had done this to her before pushing the girl out of his embrace.

            "What?" Silverdawn was confused, and slightly hurt by his actions. She was aching somewhere, no scratch that, she was aching everywhere, and it had felt alright when Draco had hugged her. So why did he push her out then? Scrambling to his feet, Draco caught the look of hurt that had flashed on Silverdawn's face, and hurriedly spoke out, "No no. it's not what you're thinking, Silver. I, uh…" He tried to find the suitable words, but finding none, finally settled on, "You've been drugged."

            It took several seconds for it to sink in, and when it did, Silverdawn groaned, "Aphrodisiac." It was no wonder why she'd felt so hot… the drug was starting to kick in. Noting her distress, Draco carefully held her hand, and pulled her over to where the bathroom was. In a calm tone, he started, "Come on. A cold shower should cure it for a while…"

            Silverdawn shook her head at this, causing Draco to look at her in concern. They just stood there, not moving, as the black-haired girl carefully weighed her choices. Finally, she spoke out in a small voice, "Couldn't you just help me make it…"

            "No Silver," Draco cut her off without any thought, "The drug is trying to make you crave for ah… a man's touch. You do not have to listen to it." Inwardly, the platinum blonde wanted to ravish her, and her request was not making it easy for him.

            "Drug or not, I want you… please?" Silverdawn whispered softly, silvery eyes staring straight into Draco's gray ones. Hearing her plea, he steeled himself before asking a serious question, "Silver, if after all this, I ask for your hand, will you agree?"

            Shock registered in Silverdawn's half dazed mind, and she hugged him tightly, "I will. Make it stop, please?" By now, Draco had surrendered, and with a growl, he carried the light girl to the bed, planting a kiss on her head.

            "You asked for it."

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            Harry, having disapparated to the underground suite, found himself in a place that, although strikingly similar to the Kadamon Suite, held subtle differences. One of them being the colder temperatures, and the other was the strange comfort it held for him. The portrait above the fireplace was the same as the one in the other suite, but here, there were many other marble statues, each of different people that Harry had no idea whom it was.

            Wandering about, he entered the master bedroom, silently admiring the beautiful portrait of the siblings before taking in the scattered books on the desk. It looked as if the owner would come in anytime, thus he hurriedly went over to one of the door, crossing the threshold to enter into a room decorated in reds, pinks and pastel. A warm fire was burning heartily by one corner, and he scanned the place quickly, only to settle at the lone figure curled up by the window.

            Quietly, he magicked a tray of milk and cookies and walked over to where Hermione now sat. All the while, the black-haired girl continued staring at the rain, thinking of everything that she had seen, until Harry's mellow voice seeped into her mind, "Mind if I come up?"

            Hermione shook her head now, and made space for the lean boy in the small ledge. Eventually, she ended up leaning against the boy whilst they cuddled together snugly, not talking or attempting to make any conversations… just enjoying one another's company. Harry sighed at finally seeing her safe and sound, his chin settling lightly on Hermione's soft hair whilst his hands pulled the girl into a tight embrace. They stayed there like that for a long time, both of them staring at the rain until Hermione whispered, "What had it been like when you fought Voldemort?"

            The boy stiffened at those words, but replied honestly, "Frightening. People think of me as some fearless hero, but when I first met him for the first time – with Quirrel – it felt as if my blood had turned cold." Emerald eyes turned pale for some time, and though he could not see Hermione's expression, he felt a warm hand holding his, as if to give him courage. Strengthening his resolve, he continued, "the same had went for my meeting Tom for the first time. Totally unexpected, but there had been fear. Fear of what he might do to Ginny should I fail.

            "It was only when I fought in after being portkeyed when I felt true rage towards him. Yes, I had been angry for him tearing apart my family and that fear was still there." This time, he laughed bitterly, "But when he had ordered for Cedric to be killed, I felt so angry. And all that had been my fault…" This time, he could no longer continue, and Hermione turned over to face him, placing a pale hand on his cheek.

            "Harry, it's not your fault." Hermione murmured quietly as she gazed at those tormented emerald eyes – eyes that had seen evil at its worst form, "You still risked your life to bring his body back with you. You could have left him behind."

            "But I couldn't. He asked me to, I just couldn't leave him there," His voice choked with unshed pain, "Mr. and Mrs. Diggory might have forgiven me, but I simply cannot forgive myself. I just. can't."

            Hermione smiled sadly at his confession and hugged the upset boy, hoping that she could comfort him just a bit more. Softly, she murmured, "At least you were able to move on, and continue living. I'm not able to. Even now." Harry stiffened at what she meant, and looked at the girl with worry, his own pain forgotten. Hermione did not try to meet his eyes, knowing that her expression would betray her.

            "What do you mean by that?" The ruly-haired boy asked sharply, placing two fingers on Hermione's chin, effectively forcing her to look at him in the eye. The blue orbs that now shimmered with tears confirmed Harry's fears, and he continued harshly, "Don't even think about dying on me Hermione. I don't think I'd be able to stand it."

            "I just saw my parents die. I made that – bloody – decision to let them die!" She whispered, continuing hysterically, "Then I found out who my true parents were, and one of them had died. And the other? He even implied that I might be some bastard child that some stranger fathered!" By now, tears were streaming down her cheeks, and she virtually screamed the words out, "My whole life had been based on a lie. Who's to say that what I am now might not be another?"

            Harry listened to her pour her heart out, shocked beyond words. They had heard that Mr. and Mrs. Granger had been administered the Dementor's Kiss, but no one had told them that her parents are now physically dead. Azrael and Silver had not mentioned about Snape insulting her either. His heart went out for the weeping girl in his arms, pained that someone should suffer as she did. Hermione just stayed in his arms, hugging the boy tightly as she let the grief out of her systems whilst Harry rubbed soothing circles on her back, murmuring words of reassurance in her ear.

            Finally, when the sobs subsided, Hermione whispered, "Harry, can you please, love me?" Her words stunned Harry, but he stared at the uneasy girl whose eyes looked serious, "Are you sure?" Embarrassed, Hermione just nodded and the raven-haired boy brought her into a tender kiss, one so sweet that it left no doubt of how much he wanted you. Pulling her towards the bed, Harry whispered, "I love you" before letting his body take over words.

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            Due to the wards that had been placed in their separate rooms, the two couples managed to catch a full night's sleep without anyone trying to disturb them. Furthermore, with Adam being forced by the elemental angels to head straight back to Assiah for a break, no one could control the seers even if they wanted to. This resulted into a full-fledged panic amongst the students – the adults knew nothing of it yet – especially Azrael who had been cut from having any links with his twin's mind the previous evening. No one seemed to be able to contact Draco or Hermione or Harry. Apparently, the minds had either been blocked, or had blacked out.

            By the time breakfast was over and it was time for their first class – who, in the sixth years case was double Dueling – the Court, Ron and Blaise were totally thrown off track. When they entered the Dueling classroom, Lucifer's question of where the four missing students might have been had triggered even more worries. If even the adults had no idea where they were, it could spell trouble…

            In the Kadamon Suite, or more particularly, Draco's room, Silverdawn awoke to the rays of sunshine peeking through the heavy velvet curtains. She was still aching from last night's rendezvous, and being the first time, was not used to the aftermath of it. Gazing at the clock that was announcing time for Dueling, the girl groaned deep, but magicked a robe over. Pulling it over her sheer camisole, she proceeded to wake Draco up for Lucifer's classes, which, no doubt, will end up serving detention for being atrociously late.

            "Draco, wake up." Silverdawn spoke gently as she mussed the boy's soft platinum hair. The sleeping boy did not even stir, and Silverdawn frowned, now shaking the boy instead.

            "Draco, Lucifer will kill us." The black-haired girl reminded, but Draco's eyes did not even twitch. Now, she knew that something was wrong. His breathing was even, and while sprawled on his stomach, his body seemed petrified… as if in a comatose state. Suddenly, Silverdawn realized what was wrong, and cursed vividly in a variety of language.

            Gods above, I've forgotten all about the tradition!

            Cursing her forgetfulness, especially on such a crucial thing, she hurriedly magicked some comfortable pajamas for the unconsciousness boy and helped him into it. The next thing she was tempted to do was to send him to the hospital wing, but even Madame Pomfrey cannot do anything to change his state.

            I have to get Nikolai… and uncle Severus. He's the only living person who's experienced this. Then Lucifer and Mikael will know this, and I'd be so dead. Arghh, the hell with that!

            Her mind quickly organized everything, and hurriedly, she mindspoke to Nikolai, ::Temperance, I need you to go to the Hospital Wing now. Make any excuses to Luce, just don't give me away just yet.::

            ::What happened? Everyone was worried. Hermione and Harry are not here yet too. Azrael's ballistic that you've shut your mind out, and Lucifer's face is like a thundercloud now:: Nikolai replied back anxiously, whilst Silverdawn groaned, replying, ::Get to the Hospital Wing now Niko. I don't have time to explain.::

            As Nikolai kept her books of hexes (the book for dueling) and was about to stand up, Silverdawn's voice started again, this time, it was tinged with both apprehension and worry, ::Harry and Hermione's not here yet? Oh shit, don't tell me they…::

            Their conversation never got to finish though, for a piercing scream sounded in their minds. Nikolai put her hands to her ears in a feeble attempt to block that sound, noticing that the others had similar reactions. Even Lucifer felt his ears ringing, and Nikolai knew that the other adults would have heard this, Severus Snape included.

            As one, the two angels murmured.

            ::Uh oh.::

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End of chapter 20…

Phew… finally got this out. I still think that my expression of Sev and the other people's reactions aren't very good. If you have any idea how I could improve on it, do tell me! I don't mind trying to rewrite those lousier parts. Other than that, I must apologize to those who had wanted the steamy parts… I just don't know how to write them, and if I did, I'd have to push it up to R – well, this is to say if what I've already written in place of it isn't already considered 'R'. I hope not, it's pretty mild, though the implications are obvious.

Once again, I'm sorry about the delay of this chapter, but thankfully, I've got this out before Christmas. Yay!

Um, about the games they played, the chess bit was totally made up, but the card game that the Slytherins played does exist. I've a feeling many of you must have played it. I did too, but don't know what its official name is. I just know that you have to out-cheat your friends. For those who don't know the game, tell me, and I'll try to explain next time.

Next up, you'll find out what happened to Draco and Harry, and what Jibrille's words meant. Remus and Sirius *might* make a scene, and we'll see how Severus and Hermione will fare after their quarrel. Meanwhile, I'm wondering about some stuff… can you people make out some titles for me? I do not know much about the royal hierarchy, seeing as I'm not from a country that has been democratic since its being independent. I know it's a lot, but I hope you wouldn't mind.

Okay, I'm trying something new now… wonder if it'd work…

Review time!

Reviewer

Date

Chapter

Type

fluffe123232002

2002-12-15

21

Signed

Hehe, thankfully, I've updated before Christmas. Treat this as an early xmas gift then =)

Ariane Dumbledore (angiemmyers@yahoo.com)

2002-12-15

21

Anonymous

You're welcome. I'm glad you like it, hope that you'd continue reading though, I've got quite a long way to go! *grins*

Ally

2002-12-14

21

Anonymous

Erm… *sheepish* writing faster is kinda difficult for me, given the fact that the plot is starting the get stuck. Now that her awakening is over, I'll have to focus on fight good, ole Volde, and that's starting to give me a headache…

2002-12-13

21

Anonymous

I'm relieved that it's come out well, though the final outcome might be a little unexpected…

Omni

2002-12-11

21

Signed

*puppy eye* I'm really sorry for leaving you hanging so many times… Yeah, I understand the problem of homework. I actually left my homework undone to continue this, and the results aren't very good… Well, yeah, those potions were for pranks… Hee, Draco will know of Silver being an angel soon.

Till then, bai!

jeanne (italics10@hotmail.com)

2002-12-10

21

Anonymous

That is the problem, the pairing I'm to have with Ron is still undecided. That, and who I'm going to put him with might result in some protest… any idea who should I put him with

Loves-Kiss

2002-12-08

1

Signed

I'm sorry about Salvation… the explicit scene is still in the process of writing. I'll try to make it out soon!

Loves-Kiss

2002-12-08

21

Signed

Erm… I seldom check my mail, and so, I'd most likely post a chapter, *then* send the mail a few days later… Sorry!

Necrosia of the Moon and Night

2002-12-07

1

Signed

They allow only one signed review per chapter… I think! Well, I do continue to read the stories.. it's just that I seldom review. I'll try to soon!

Eliza

2002-12-07

21

Signed

It's alright. You still reviewed =) Wow, you've read this for so many times? I'm honored! And me too, I wanted to know where I can find the true version of the sword, not the child's toy one. It looked so beautiful!

Punkyprincess a.k.a Punkyprincesss13

2002-12-06

21

Anonymous

You're welcome. I'm glad you liked it =)

bubblegum*girl

2002-12-05

21

Anonymous

I'm sorry for not being able to post this before your birthday. But still, I hope you've had a wonderful time that day!

Pottergirl

2002-12-04

21

Anonymous

*apologetic* I don't update weekly, so try not to keep your hopes up… GOMEN!

angel starling

2002-12-04

21

Anonymous

It's also rather consuming to write it. I hope you'd be willing to wait!

cherrity

2002-12-03

11

Signed

Chapter 21 was faster than the others, so you'd have to wait for the next… It won't be up so soon, but still, I hope you'd be willing to wait!

Rebuky

2002-11-26

21

Signed

I'm sorry about the cliffhanger, but hey! You've managed to get two chapters to read through, so it should be worth it! *grins unrepentantly*

Maxennce

2002-11-22

21

Signed

Chapter 22 is up!!! Finally *breaths a sigh of relief*

Eden

2002-11-22

21

Signed

The sword *might* come in… I'm not too sure too. *lol*

magmagal

2002-11-21

21

Anonymous

Hee hee, your review made me smile and I hope this chapter can be worth your praise!

Colibi

2002-11-21

21

Signed

Sorry about that.i did not know how to start, so I told myself, "Might as well start with the party deco." So there!

PunkyPrincesss13

2002-11-20

21

Signed

Yeah it's true. There's so many questions and so little time to explain everything. I just try to get the main problems out before worrying about the others!

Lily H.Potter

2002-11-20

21

Signed

First off, thank you for adding me to your fav Authors and Stories list. *muack* And I'm sorry, I never meant to make anyone cry. But the plot calls for it, and I can't say no to the angels talking in my head!

Now that Severus finally admits Hermione as his daughter, he'll try to find ways to make up for it, but having Sirius and Remus barging in later might cause some trouble. You'll catch that real soon =) Well, the Season that's to commence will be in an uproar… but that will come later. Harry's handling it albeit badly, but Ron? Let's say with mind made of strategies, he'll understand easier. Don't worry, the next chapter ought to be interesting!

Warm in Pink Fuzzy Pants

2002-11-20

21

Anonymous

That's cool, Korea has loads of hunky actors and gorgeous ladies! Several of my friends are now mooning over winter sonata!

howling wolf

2002-11-20

21

Signed

Heehee, WOW indeed 6_^

Koori Arashi (kooriarashi@yahoo.com)

2002-11-20

21

Anonymous

He's handling it a little badly… btw, what does your name mean? It sounds cool =þ

bubblegum*girl

2002-11-20

21

Anonymous

Thanks =) Those two has suffered quite a bit. But don't worry, they'll make out their differences soon!

xoulblade

2002-11-19

21

Anonymous

I'll be disappointing you… but yes, Severus IS Hermione's dad!

xgirlrogue

2002-11-19

21

Anonymous

Daddy Sev will be out for blood (hopefully) next chapter!

janmmci

2002-11-18

21

Signed

Hee, that's what I'm like when I saw the stories I'm after got updated. Oh yes, Severus gets angry BIG time, but it isn't that bad…  I'll try to get more Mike and Blaise up! It'll take some time though…

ElvenFaerie

2002-11-18

21

Signed

Jason Isaacs is so COOL! 'The camara loves him' INDEED!

mow wow

2002-11-18

21

Signed

Thanks, I hope this chapter is too your liking too!

Dark Angel

2002-11-18

21

Anonymous

It's true, I've surprised even myself. As for your questions, Severus has a similar mark on his forehead… the reason will be given possibly next chapter. Also, when Hermione's hair is black, her eyes are still blue, and yes, Narcissa is Hermione's godmother. It's on her birth certificate. The ring is still with Hermione, don't worry, Severus will find out about it soon.

Lastly, I've got to say this… sorry about the delay!

Qrackie (qrackie@hotmail.com)

2002-11-18

21

Anonymous

No worry, the loony part was funny. Yeah, I'm also glad that Harry and Hermione are finally together. And okay, I'll take that as a compliment. Also, I didn't get to write the scenes. Sorry!
Btw, I'm sorry for not responding earlier, but I don't mind if you put up the scenes you are intending to write about the couple!
And thanks for the beautiful review. It was really sweet!

Orange

2002-11-18

21

Signed

Yeah, I did enjoy writing the chapter. But I didn't feel guilty about the cliffy. I just couldn't write so much in one chapt! Anyways, the writing of Sev's reaction was hard yet fulfilling. Hmm… the CosPlay in Singapore? I didn't get to go, but saw the lady who won (Sakura Taisen ne?).

Eh, you're from Singapore? Are you a student? If yes, where?

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

Merry Christmas to you too!

2002-11-17

16

Anonymous

Yup, I am. Just check out my profiles, you'll know that I'm a JC student. Believe it or not, I'm from JJC. You're a student too? Can you please just add a profile name, I keep getting no names in reviews!

Tracy

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Sorry about the constant delay, but it's out!!! I hope you did well with your exams! But now, I'm focused on realizing Jibrille's word. Well, was this chapter to your liking?

britches

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

Oh yes, I'm relishing the idea of Magician freaking out when he finds Adam being Silverdawn's father. That, and how Hermione will go through her training. Severus is now upset and regretting everything, wait till you see his reaction when he finds out what Hermione had done that night. *grins* I'm evil, can't help it.

I am having some fun writing this, but pressurized at the same time, given the number of people actually reading this fic. It had started out as a simple idea in my head, now it's gotten *way* out of hand!

EvilFireWitch

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Hee, it had been a burst of ideas and muses that I ended up writing Hermione's awakening so soon. However, I'm sorry for making you wait for this… And, are you sure about him playing Sirius? I haven't really seen BoVS since a long time ago, but if the director has chosen him, there must be a reason for it. And yeah, writer's block can be rather irritating. Try writing something else instead, it might help 6_-

As de Corazones

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

Sorry about the scare. I did not write it, so you don't have to worry about it! Well, I'm pleased that it's not confusing, thought this chapt might be. Hope you don't mind!

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

*grins* Should I take that as a compliment? I think I do! So, thanks!

Necrosia of the Moon and Night

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Okie, nothing too explicit was mentioned. Yup, those two will have a hard time opening to one another, given their nature. But I'll try to make them accept one another soon, hopefully before Christmas holidays start.

starbrite

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

*apologetic* Sorry about that, but I'm kind of a sucker for romance, and I like those happily-ever-after ends. So much for being serious!

jade_dagger

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

Haha, I loved the part where Hermione slapped Sev. It was the best part I've written here, seeing as she was furious =)

moonheart

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Reactions in the two common rooms had been fun to write. It's kinda interesting when I tried figuring out how everyone would react, talk about varied reactions! Also, I've decided not to rewrite it, it'll be tiring to, given the fact that I've to continue the next chapter!

Kayti

2002-11-17

21

Signed

This isn't that long… if it is, imagine how long PoA or GoF would be! I think I'll have a buttache when watching GoF, but it'll be worth it! And I'm glad that you like this story so much, it's makes me happy that people do!

JoeBob1379

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Okie, I've decided not to write it. I won't be able to write it well anyway… And yup! Sev is truly in shock, poor guy indeed! The heart-to-heart talk *might* happen next chapter, but I cannot promise anything!

Li-chan

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

You seem to have the same opinions as my sister, and I have to agree, the Snape and Lockhart scene was hilarious. Severus' reaction is a little messy, hope you wouldn't mind! And yes, Anael called Hermione 'star' for a reason. You'll find out later… it's pretty obvious!

the angelic vampire (deconynckmarion@hotmail.com)

2002-11-17

21

Anonymous

Finally, it's out!!!

Madame Padfoot

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Thank you for your offer, but I ended up not writing it instead. It taxes my brain too much, esp when I know nothing about it. *sheepish* Erm, other than what I've read from fanfics!

For your question, Silverdawn *entered* UWIM *after* Draco left the school, so he never got to know who Silverdawn truly is. That, and the fact that no one else bothered to tell as it was supposed to be considered a secret while at Hogwarts resulted in his not knowing.

I hope that you can accept my version of how they'll react, cos' it still has places to improve on. Do tell me what you think of it!

Zarra Rous

2002-11-17

21

Signed

Yup, Severus looks best when befuddled, cos' then, he won't have the constant scowl on that wonderful face if his! Him being furious is quite funny too, but I won't want to be at the receiving end of it. Merlin knows what he'd do!

Lily_Cat

2002-11-16

21

Anonymous

Chapter 22 delivered! Hot out from the oven… er, hard drive! *lol*

cherrity

2002-11-16

21

Signed

Umm… oops? Don't worry, I'm not that evil… I'd get flamed if I *did* stop there! Pansy will be getting it soon, when Lucifer finds out who drugged Silver. Expect the ultra-protective brother side to kick in! And well, Severus did ended up being guilt-ridden… though it won't be for long!

Faith

2002-11-16

21

Signed

I relieved that it meets your levels, but sorry about the irregular updates, writer's block kept getting into my head…

And yeah! Moan Mrytle was great! The way she acted, and the dramatic sniffs, way of snapping at Harry and the others. They were done up so well! Not to mention her describing her death! I had so much fun watching her perfomance!

well anyways--keep up the great work!! can't wait for the next chapter!!

Melodi

2002-11-16

21

Anonymous

He had said that because Hermione looked so much like Athena. Must be in the blood. There is a significance, though she never knew about it. The medallion had been a keepsake – an heirloom of the Snape family. I might elaborate on it further soon…

Dragonsbane

2002-11-16

21

Signed

Oh yes! Lucius had been one of my favorites in the movie. Jason Isaacs looked so evil! *sighs dreamily* And he looked so powerful. My love! *someone makes a face behind me* I had also expected the Basilisk to be like a cobra, but being so big has its advantages too!

Sorry about the scenes though, I just couldn't write it! Nonetheless, I hope that it's still interesting enough for you!

SilverMoon

2002-11-16

21

Signed

Sorry about the cliffhanger. I just couldn't continue, and that chapter was already long enough without my having to continue it. I'd be dead by then!

Christine

2002-11-16

21

Anonymous

*laughs* He's in shock all right. We'll just have to see how's he' going to react to seeing his daughter and Jame's boy in bed together.

Honey666

2002-11-16

21

Signed

Gee, that part is interesting. I finished app. when you finished reading. Hee hee, glad that you like Harry/Herm! Those two can be quite fun to pair with… in my view of course! Ginny and Aki might be a little difficult, cos' I have to concentrate of Draco and Harry soon. But I'll try! Lucius' reaction will come out soon, and Narcissa will be safe in the end, don't worry.

Oh! Draco is gonna find out who Silverdawn is next chapter. Watch out for that!

Aemos

2002-11-16

21

Anonymous

Writing Severus' reaction gave me a blasted headache. I took app. three days to write the beginning, and when it finally went well, I ended getting stuck at how Adam was going to explain to Sev. Well, I sincerely wish that you like it, about how I didn't get them together straightaway. That might be far too OOC… *laughs ruefully* As if they aren't OOC enough.

Chavi

2002-11-16

21

Signed

Yup, Tom Felton acting as Draco was a definite good choice. Loved the part where he stood at the balcony watching the 'Golden Trio'. *squeals* He's so cute!!! *blushes* Ahem, sorry about the sudden scream… lol

mow wow

2002-11-16

20

Signed

Okie, I'll try to send soon.

relena~S

2002-11-16

20

Anonymous

*grins* You might be imagining it, cos' I haven't written much stories yet. I hope to in the future though… About the long chapters, I have the desire to write at least 5000 words for every chapter, but it usually goes haywire. Hope you don't mind! Writing Hermione's birthday was fun, but difficult too!

Had a good time reading!

bubblegum*girl

2002-11-16

2

Anonymous

Heehee, it's not the adoption papers. It's her birth certificate =)

moonheart

2002-11-15

1

Signed

I'll try to send it, but I've just changed several of the facts, so my file has to be altered. Please be patient!

bubblegum*girl

2002-11-14

1

Anonymous

Ashteroth is pronounced as 'Ash-ter-raw-th', Nikolai's one is, 'Nick-co-lie'

I hope this will help, and no, not all of them can speak Angelic. You'll realize that in the previous chapters, only select few can – the angels. And nope, Amber is already taken, guess who?

Jia

2002-12-02

21

Signed

Thanks! I love it when start liking this fic!

Gen

2002-11-29

20

Anonymous

BINGO! You're right. When Hermione enters UWIM later (might not be in this story), she's called star.

hazeleyez

2002-11-28

21

Anonymous

It's true, authors use cliffhangers to tempt their readers… but hey! I just couldn't help it! *lol*

ickle_yoda (ickle_yoda@yahoo.co.uk)

2002-11-26

21

Anonymous

This is one criticism that I can't change. I just write slow… SORRY! About the couples, it's just this habit of mine. Although I like reading dark ffics, I just can't resist putting in several romances into it, just to spice everything up a bit. Hee!

Well, that's all for reviews.

Till the next time,

*showers everyone with sweets and candy canes*

Merry Christmas!

Love,

SilverDawn