A.N./ From now on everyone will call Hermione, Adora…so it's less confusing.

Chapter 24

Adora tossed and turned in her sleep. Adora was glad that she knew the truth about the whole Lavender/Ron thing, but Adora was having an unusual dream. Some very beautiful woman named, Cassandra Sage Gryffindor, wife of Godric Gryffindor, was talking to Adora in her dream about her destiny. Obviously ever Gryffindor had a destiny, since just recently found out that she was a Potter, which was a descendent from Gryffindor. The reason our little Adora knew all this was because she always did have her little nose in a book. The legend was that Cassandra had been in her sixth year magic when Hogwarts first started. Cassandra was sorted into Gryffindor, Godric's house. As she, sixteen and he was twenty-three got to know each other, in April he proposed and they wed after she graduated the following year. Cassandra had three children; Rose, Ethan, and, Karina. Ethan had died as a baby, from an attack form Salazar Slytherin, because Salazar and Godric had an argument about being selective about the children who should and shouldn't attend Hogwarts. Salazar only wanted purebloods, when the other founders also wanted Muggleborns. So one night after Ethan had been born, Salazar attacked and left the school. To Godric and Cassandra's surprise their baby boy was gone. Karina died a couple of days after she was born, and so their only child to survive was Rose.

During, Rose's years at Hogwarts she met a boy there that she married after she graduated Damien Potter. After this any of the Gryffindor heirs became Potters. As time went on there were Potters everywhere. Around the 1970's and 1980's a Dark Wizard from Europe by the name of, Lord Voldemort, started killing, everywhere in Europe. Read Cassandra's book she wrote years ago, and came over the part that one of the Potter children would conquer him one day, to over rule Slytherin's last heir. To get Gryffindors' revenge for killing, Ethan. So no matter where a Potter was Voldemort attacked, to try and get rid of all of the Potters.

The last Potters Voldemort had were, James and Harry, on that Halloween, fifteen years ago. Voldemort gotten James, and tried to advance on Harry, but Lily covered her only son. Lily wouldn't let Voldemort have her only son, so Lily sacrificed herself for baby Harry. The only problem was, now that the entire Wizarding World knew, and most defiantly Voldemort. Harry isn't the only remaining heir, so was Hermione, in which she now went by the name Adora. But, obviously Voldemort had known…

"Adora, dear are you alright?" Cassandra asked her, and Adora had began to focus on the dream again. Adora shook her head yes, "It just seemed as if you were somewhere else. I'm glad Anthony and Larissa's secret was finally released. Now you'll be able to work on your power."

"Power?"

Cassandra smiled and nodded, "Yes, power. Every Gryffindor has a power. They don't exactly find out what it is until their twenty-first birthday, or after. Like your father's, destined to lead the Wizarding World, to help them get over the Dark Lord they were under way before Voldemort's time. Anthony, Nicolas Flamel, and Albus Dumbledore brought the downfall of Grindlewald in 1945. It was a glorious day for the Wizarding World, maybe not as glorious as the one when everyone thought Voldemort was gone, but still glorious."

"Well," Adora smiled. "Could you give me a hint on what my power is?"

Cassandra sighed, "Now, dear you already knew I couldn't before you even asked me that. You are the little one that always has her nose in a book, am I right?" Adora nodded, "Well, if you are cleaver enough, you'll know that you won't be able to find out Harry, or your power, but you will be able to find out your destiny. Let Harry and Ginny find their destiny, together. It's written in the books that they are suppose to find out." Adora nodded.

"Well, Mrs.Gry…."

"No, Adora, call me Cassandra, or Cassie."

"Okay, Cassandra. Could you tell me my destiny?"

"I'm sorry love, you have to find that out for yourself. Just know that you're here for a reason, a specific reason," Godric nodded.

"Like, Lily and James. They had a destiny, to fall in love at such a young age, to have Harry, and save the Wizarding World. Now, yes they weren't suppose to die so young, James hadn't even gotten his power yet, every person that ends up being a mate to a Gryffindor also has a power, but not as strong. So, Lily, also hadn't gotten hers yet neither. As they died at twenty," Godric replied to her.

Godric continued, "At this moment Harry and yourself are my last remaining heirs. Voldemort tried to make you turn to his side because it says in the stars. That if one of my heirs turned to evil and fought one of his kinsmen against good, then Slytherin would overrule, once again. Do you get what I'm saying?" Adora nodded it all made since.

Lucius Malfoy had threatened her mother, so that they could 'abandon' her, and then Adora would be so mad at her real parents. Since Harry was a relative, then she would go against him and kill her nephew. Then, Voldemort would kill her and Slytherin would overrule. That's why in all of the Genealogy books it never said who her mother was, Malfoy and Voldemort had set her up even before she was ever born. After Adora was adopted and settled in, they killed Anthony so that she'd never know the real truth, as Anthony was the one who had been her first secret keeper. It made Adora's blood boil so thickly, Cassandra sensed her getting mad.

"Adora, dear. Don't let this upset you. You must get past this, don't worry. One day, Harry and yourself will have your revenge on Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort. Just give it time." The dream began to slowly slip away.

"NO! Cassie don't leave me!" Adora yelled.

"Adora, my dear, I am here for you when ever you need me."

"Cassie! CASSIE NO!" Adora sat up in a cold sweat, Draco standing over her scared.

"Who is Cassie?"

"A lady I had a dream about."

"Your future daughter?" Draco asked.

"No, just a lady. Can you excuse me I need to take a shower and get dressed." Draco nodded and walked off. What a weird dream. Adora needed to go to Flourish and Blotts as soon as possible.

Somewhere in Romania…

"Weasley! Where are you, you nasty vermin!" Voldemort was screaming through out his lungs.

"Sir?" Percy asked, how much he really, regretted in coming to the dark side. How much he really missed Penelope.

"Anymore news, on the Potters?"

"Potters? Don't you mean, Potter."

"No, you fool! There's two!" Percy looked stunned, "Where the hell have you been! Harry Potter, the little shit I've always wanted to die, and that supposedly Muggleborn who really wasn't. Who was Anthony Potter and Larissa Crane's love child."

Percy still looked stumped.

"Adora Potter," Percy was still puzzled. Voldemort muttered, "Crucio! Now, Adora Potter is Hermione Granger you babbling fool. Got it?"

Percy quit jerking from everywhere, "Yes, sir."

"Now, your job is to separate the young nephew and aunt. I've also heard that Arabella Evans is alive. We need to find out where her location is, she is a huge threat to all of us. Evans could help out little Adora and Harry. Their powers together would certainly kill us. We also need to keep away Adora and Harry's thought to be mates."

"Who would that be?" Percy asked, obviously clueless.

"Your little sister, Ginerva for starters. Ginerva looks just like Cassandra Gryffindor, and Lily Potter. The spitting image. Every great Gryffindor, or Potter; has always had a wife with red hair, and not a red as your pathetic crap." Voldemort said looking at Percy in disgust, "Ginerva's is more of an auburn like, Lily and Cassandra's."

"Isn't that just a silly myth? Why would it bother you any sir?"

"YOU FOOL! Cassandra helped Godric bring the downfall of Salazar, and Lily came up with the spell to save Harry. Lily and James worked on as soon as they found that I was after James and baby Harry. So when I performed Avada Kedavra it would just suck all of my powers out of me, so that when Harry was the correct age he could over power me. But that won't help him, and his little Mudblood mother has died for him in vain!" Voldemort began to laugh evilly, the cold high pitch laugh.

"So, what am I to do?"

"Try and separate the two of course. Make sure Harry and Ginny start to separate. If that doesn't work," Voldemort paused, "kill her."

Percy couldn't believe what his Lord was saying, he wanted to join the dark side because of the power. What power had he gotten? Absolutely nothing. Percy had to be a little pin cushion to Voldemort, distant from his family, and to top the rest of it off. Percy had lost Penelope. Penelope was all Percy ever thought about. Percy couldn't forget Penelope, she was the last thing he thought of when he went to bed, and the first he thought when he woke up.

"Sir, is it alright…if I retire for the night?" Voldemort just shooed his hand away.

Percy decided not to apparate to Penelope's house because it would frighten her, so he decided to Floo to her house. When Percy arrived everything was dark, he suspected that she was already asleep. The house looked exactly had it had looked, the last time he was here… four months ago. Except, that there was tissues everywhere, and food wrappers. Looked, like Penelope had quit cleaning since then. So Percy took the familiar steps up to her room and opened the door. There Penelope was sleeping, peacefully. Penelope's still looked as beautiful as she always did. Percy noticed she had something clutched in her hand, a picture of them at her sister's wedding about a month before they broke up. Percy could just remember how happy they were, how he had proposed the night after wards. Then a month later, when he told her that he had accepted Voldemort's propose to join the dark side, and how she told him he was crazy. That Penelope could never be with him if he went to the dark side, how she reacted when he said he'd already accepted it. How Penelope broke down into tears, gave him the engagement ring back, and told him that they could never be together as long as he was on the dark side.

At that moment Penelope began to stir, she looked up at him, "Who are you?" Penelope asked terrified, she couldn't see his face he had a hood on. Percy didn't say anything he just stood their looking at her. Penelope really began to get scared, she asked him again, only this time her voice began to shake. Percy walked over to the other side of the bed where she slept, and she began to cry.

"Please, please don't hurt me. I won't tell anyone about Percy, I never have, and I never will. I swear." Percy sat down on her bed and put his hand on her face, she was sitting up, and Percy began to sob. Penelope then realized who it was, and she wasn't scared anymore. Penelope pulled his hood off of his face to show his face, and Percy looked horrible.

Looked like Percy hadn't shaved in weeks, and his eyes were blood shot, as if he'd been crying for days. Penelope then pulled his face into her shoulder and they both cried together, about ten minutes later Penelope found her voice again.

"Percy?" Penelope sniffed, and he nodded his head. " What are you doing here? I f he found you here, he'd kill you."

Percy began to stand up, and took Penelope hand to his mouth and kissed it. "I just had to see you, Penelope, I love you and I still do." Percy began to walk towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Penelope began to cry even harder.

Percy ran back to her, "What do you mean? I can't be with you, I can't put you in danger. There's no w-way I can get out o-of this mess I-I'm in now." Percy began to cry again.

Penelope pulled Percy's face up to look at her so they could look at each other eye to eye, "Percy, yes you can. All you have to do is go to Dumbledore, and he can make you a spy."

"I can't love, I just can't."

"Yes, you can." Penelope sat there a moment and began to think. Penelope stood up, "I've got it!" Percy looked at her as if she was nuts, "Dumbledore could make it look as if someone from the good side killed you, become you are a secret keeper, and then you could get a different identity."

"What about you though, Voldemort will become suspicious."

"Hmmmm…We'll talk to Dumbledore."

"We?"

"Yes, we and we're going now." Penelope said taking Percy's hand and they apparated to Hogsmede, then they would walk over to Hogwarts.