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An hour had passed and Hermione finally left the dungeons to go think. She did not notice as she opened the door that something invisible slipped past her being too caught up in what she had been told. Why did Voldemort lie to her, what was he trying to cover up? He had killed her father and James Potter; surely he realized that she would seek revenge either way. But the one thing that still puzzled her is why she was meant to kill Voldemort alongside Harry? Shaking her head, she walked along the passages of the school; now empty as it was after dark. By the time she returned to the common room, nearly everyone had gone to bed, except Harry. He sat patiently pretending to read, waiting for her to come back.

"Harry?" asked Hermione as she came through the portrait. Harry looked up her, smiling.

"Hi Hermione, are you okay?" he asked concerned. Hermione sat down beside Harry and put her head on his shoulder. Harry squinted to see her face. Her eyes were closed and she was sobbing quietly. She had not dealt with her grief yet of losing her parents and now this added information left her emotionally exhausted.

"Hermione, I know about your father," Harry confessed. Hermione blinked and nodded not asking how Harry had found out.

"I wanted to tell you, that we can defeat Voldemort together, and that nothing in the world should come between us," he continued.

"Why me though, I am trying, I just can't seem to pull away from him, Harry!' she cried.

"Fight it Hermione, I will help you," Harry said gently, stroking her hair.

Her sobs eventually died down and Harry found himself dozing off.

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Voldemort thumped his had angrily against the armchair where he sat. He could feel Hermione pulling away from him. If he did not attack now, he would lose her and then they would be able to defeat him. He stood up and stipulated that all death eaters needed to be prepared to attack the school at dawn.

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Snape walked around the dungeon restlessly. He could not sleep from worry.

Suddenly Opruim burst into the room out of breath. Snape looked up surprised.

"Voldemort is attacking school at dawn," he wheezed before falling dead. Snape hurried over to him and felt for a pulse.  Why had Opruim come to warn him?

Snape realized that Opruim had died for the sake of telling him Voldemort was coming. Snape was sure how Opruim had gotten into the school grounds but he knew that he must have had a change of heart to come to him.

"Thank-you friend," Snape said quietly, touching Opruim's shoulder.

Snape then raced to Dumbledore's chambers, to find the Professor still awake. It was after one in the morning.

By four in the morning, Harry and Hermione had been woken and sent down to the Great Hall. Sleepy and confused, they found all the teachers in their dressing gowns hurrying around trying to organize some kind of defence. Snape hurried over to them and led them to Dumbledore who had just finished writing a letter. An owl landed on the table and the Headmaster tied the note to its leg. He looked up at Harry and Hermione's faces, and judging by their expressions, they had realized what was happening.

"Professor Snape will take you two to hide until it is safe to return," said Dumbledore. Both students opened their mouths to protest but quickly shut them seeing the serious look on the Headmaster's face.

"Where are we going, Professor?" asked Hermione. Dumbledore eyes twinkled mysteriously.

"Somewhere Voldemort will not know where to look," he replied mysteriously. Harry looked at Hermione who shrugged her shoulders.

"I have owled them of your arrival, so they will be expecting you and Professor Snape will be staying nearby just in case," he added.

Harry and Hermione were sent to pack a few things and arrived to meet Snape at his dungeons, where he had a port key in his possession.

When they opened their eyes and they were standing in front of the Dursley's home on Privet Drive. Hermione tried to keep a straight face but could not contain herself by the look of horror on Harry's face.

"This is where we are hiding?" he asked in disbelief.