A/N: Hey thanks for the reviews. Okay... I have rewritten almost the whole story, When I get a chance to post them you will see Hermione was under the imperious curse, but was being sort of thick and didn't think of it. She does try to resist it then, and so on... Well you will have to look at them when I post them, probably at the end of the story, which I think is drawing sort of near. Well please read and review. I am open to constructive critisism.

Chapter 18

Draco awoke the next morning dizzy and sick. At first he couldn't
remember why, until he spotted the three bottles of fire whiskey.
"Whoa..." He groaned laughing. Draco went into the bathroom and
splashed his face with water and looked at his own reflection in the
mirror. Suddenly he felt his arm burn terrible and floo'd back to
the Malfoy Manor.

Draco Malfoy sat in the cold dungeons not knowing why he had told
his parents he still wanted to marry the mudblood. His father called
him a little blood traitor and threw him in the dungeons right after
he got back from Hogsmead. He then sent Blaise Zabinni to take his
place at school to play the stupid mudblood along until the fight
with Harry, then The Dark Lord would torture her and the Weasel boy
in front of Potter, hoping he would break and join farces with him,
meaning he would kill Potter after he stripped him of his powers.

Draco could here a low murmur from up stairs and an occasional evil
laugh from Voldemort. Voldemort was a heartless bastard. He
struggled against the bars and through himself helplessly onto the
ground. He had his wand but magic didn't work in the cells. He
remembered the wedding ring he was wearing. He knew that it probably
wasn't even the real one, his father probably made a replica and
switched them so a filthy mudblood wouldn't have to wear it, if not
his father had clearly not been thinking, but he remembered his
father told him who over he gave the ring to would have a connection
with him, but he wasn't sure how.
Draco thought deep in his head, calling to Hermione, he should be
able to get through to her seeing she was only upstairs, that is if
it was how it even worked.

Hermione sat in Ron's dorm holding her arm. He was calling and she
knew the pain wouldn't stop until she went, but she couldn't go
because Tonk's was already there.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Ron asked as tears welled up in Hermione's
eyes.
"He's calling." She gasped as the burning became more intense, when
she heard a voice in her head.
'Hermione help me, please... Hermione? Please.' A voice called
inside of her head as the silver and emerald engagement ring on her
finger started too grow warm.
"Hermione what's it doing?" He asked staring at the ring he had
never really noticed on her finger. "Is that the engagement ring?"
He asked as Hermione sat thinking.
"Yeah, I've read about the Malfoy engagement ring. It links the two
people who wear the ring. He's calling me. Don't you hear him?" She
asked looking at him as her arm still burned horribly.
"No." He answered her slowly pointing at her arm where the skin was
becoming red and irritated and little blood beads began to arise
from her skin.
"I have to go to him." Hermione said thinking hard. 'Where are you?'
She asked concentrating on Malfoy.
'The dungeons.' He answered quickly. Hermione quickly ran out of the
dorm and out across the frozen school grounds and pulled on the
entrance gates which were locked. Hermione screamed in her head as
she though hard. Hermione looked around and spotted a trellis that
held up a big bush. Hermione trudged towards them in the thick snow
and stopped as they grumbled very much alive. Hermione stared,
defeated and cold.
"Hermione you can't go. It isn't safe!" She heard Ron call from
behind her.
'I can't come!' Hermione yelled in her mind as the ring started to
grow cold.
"I have to!" Hermione yelled at him shivering in the winter air.
"See it is all about that two-faced git! You don't care about
anything but him. If you go, you could get captured and then they
would torture you and you would give away all the secrets the Order
has been hiding from Voldemort," Ron said flinching as he said the
despicable name. "then Harry would have to play hero to save your
ass, and he would probably end up dead!" He yelled, his face red
with fury as he jerked Hermione away from the trellis and dragged
her back inside through the snow.
"But he sounded desperate!" She muttered quietly as Ron stopped and
glared at her.
"Do you think that Malfoy's father would kill him? He is a very
powerful wizard and they'll need him for the final battle!" Ron said
staring at Hermione, she was acting like she would die without him.
Hermione didn't do anything at Ron's words and he just stared at
her. "YOU HONESTLY THINK THEY'LL KILL HIM! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU
HERMIONE! WHERE IS THE HERMIONE I ONCE KNEW, THE SMART HERMIONE, WHO
GOT PERFECT MARKS IN EVERY CLASS! TELL ME! WHERE THE HELL IS SHE!"
He yelled at her as Hermione turned on her heel and ran from Ron.
Hermione ran and ran until she was in her dormitory sobbing.
"Hermione?" Ginny asked from the bed next to her.
"Oh, Ginny!" Hermione sobbed making her way over to her.
"I am so sorry! I have been a horrible friend! I love you so much...
you know that, and have cancer and I didn't know. Ron hates me... he
doesn't understand, I haven't talked to Harry in a while even though
I love him as a friend more than he could ever know... what if I
lose him!" Hermione said in a terrible fit.
"Hermione calm down, your not making sense," Ginny said crying with
her. "Their only keeping you away from him because they love you,
too!" Ginny said with her red hair stuck to her face from all the
tears draining from her eyes.
"But I'm horrible! I am a wretched, despicable scum!" Hermione
cried.
"Hermione stop that!" Ginny said sternly as she grabbed a tissue and
wiped the tears off of her and Hermione's face.
"Ginny how long have you had cancer?" Hermione asked suddenly
rubbing her sore arm.
"Well, it is Leukemia, but Wizards don't usually die from it because
of the magical remedies we have." Ginny said wiping Hermione's tears
on her robes.
"Oh..." Hermione said. "Where are you being treated?" She asked as
Ginny laid against her pillows and Hermione had her head in her lap.
"Madam Pomphrey. She has treated a lot of students in the past 70
years at Hogwarts, and none have died." Ginny said as Hermione lay reassured that she wouldn't lose the sister she never had.
"So, what have you been up to lately?" She asked Ginny who had her
eyes shut.
"Carrying on the Fred and George Weasley legacy," Ginny said
laughing. "Like last week, me, Dean, Seamus, and Collin planted
smoke bombs in Snape's class room for the Hufflepuff's and
Ravenclaw's on Friday before break." Ginny said laughing through
tears. "You should have heard them scream as they all evacuated the
room." Ginny said shaking with laughter.
"Ginny!" She said laughing at the image.
"I hope you haven't been trying out new inventions on the younger
ones." Hermione said frowning.
"Of course not, what makes you think that?" Ginny said grinning
mischievously.
"Ginny!" Hermione said laughing, happy at the sudden change in mood.
Hermione and Ginny laid laughing in their room until their sides
ached. Hermione eventually wondered to the library where she started
to read through her favorite book, Hogwarts, A History.

The following week flew by quick as the snow thickened and the house
elves decorated the school with beautiful decorations and had fake
snow falling from the ceilings but it never touched the floor, just
stopped above their heads.
It was Christmas Eve and Hermione hadn't spoken to Malfoy since her
little run in with him the day after she was hearing his voice in
her head. When She confronted him the day after the incident, he
denied it and said she was going mad. Hermione had been so mad that
she had tried to force the ring off her finger, but it wouldn't
budge. Hermione couldn't help too think that this wasn't the Draco
Malfoy she knew. She also thought she was trying to make Malfoy
something he wasn't. Maybe he wasn't capable of any feelings beside
greed, hate, and self centeredness.
Hermione went and sat down with Harry and Ron in the empty Great
Hall for dinner.
"Hey you two." Hermione greeted them as she sat in between them.
Over the past week the trio had mended their friendship and agreed
that they would never let something as stupid as duty come between
them again.
"Hey Hermione." Harry said as he scooted over a bit so she could be
comfortable.
"Hey Hermione." Ron said adding some more shepherd pie onto his
plate.
"Where's Ginny?" Hermione asked hoping she was okay.
"Treatment. Nurse said she is recovering rapidly and wants her to
get as many treatments as possible so she can have a better chance
of it not coming back." Ron answered as he shoveled a big bite of
shepherds pie into his mouth mixed with pumpkin pie.
"Eww, Ron." Hermione said looking at him with her face twisted into
a disgusted look.
"Yeah Ron, how do you taste the food?" Harry asked looking at Ron's
bulging cheeks.
"Easy, with my tongue," he said smartly swallowing his mouthful
before he started too cough.
"Ron now see what you've done?" Hermione said handing him her
napkin.
"Thanks. I reckon that you two are right." He said after he calmed
himself down. Hermione sighed as Ron then again took another giant
bite full of food and chomped away on it merrily.

Hermione sat up in her dormitory, with the curtains around her bed
closed so she could wrap the presents she had bought for her
friends. It was late before Hermione had finished them and sat them
at the end of the bed so they would disappear to Harry and Ron's
pile of gifts. Hermione decided she would hand deliver Ginny's gift
since she was right next to her.
At the foot of Ginny's bed she laid down the gift she had bought
specially for her. It was a satin scarlet scarf that came with black
leather gloves with wool lining. Hermione had saw Ginny eyeing it in
a fashion boutique earlier on in the school year. Hermione scuttled
back to her bed, lied down and fell into a restful sleep.

Hermione awoke the next morning and smiled at the pile of gifts at
the end of her bed. Hermione grabbed the first one and was surprised
to see a big amount from the Grangers. Hermione felt sad, because
she missed them so much. The fist few packages contained make-up and
what not. The next was a photo album with pictures of Hermione and
her family in it. Hermione couldn't help but want to cry.
If only they knew she wasn't adopted, but Voldemort had the Grangers
thinking she is adopted. She had worked out that they were all under
the Imperious Curse. Hermione reached for Harry's gift and opened
it, it was a silver necklace with a Celtic symbol on it. There also
was another little box with four quills, ink and two fountain pens
and a little leather bound diary. Hermione sat that gift aside and
looked over at Ginny as she gasped at Hermione's gift.
"Hermione I love it!" She said wrapping the satin scarf around her
neck and trying the gloves on.
I knew you would." Hermione said moving to Ron's gift.
Hermione unwrapped the sloppily wrapped present and looked at the
title of the book. Hogwarts: A History Revised Edition. Hermione
smiled and flipped through the pages, looking at the glossy pictures
before opening up the package next to it to find Bertie Bott's Every
Flavor Beans. Hermione opened the package and popped a golden orange
one in her mouth and gagged.
"Aghhh." Hermione said spitting the bean into her hand before making
it disappear with her wand. "Vomit flavored." Hermione said spitting
into the trash can next to her bed. Hermione then moved on to a
heavy parcel from the Valdoy's. She pulled it open and stared at
brand new books she hadn't ever read. There were five; 1001 Legal
Hexes, Cosmetic Charms, Potions and Their Uses, A Easy Guide for
Mastering Healing Charms, Charms, Curses, Hexes, Spells, and
Potions. Hermione looked at the books, tearing off the plastic
covers as she looked through them.
Hermione finished looking through her new books and when on to
opening her gifts from the Lupin, Tonks, Kingsley, Mrs. Weasley and
a mysterious person. Hermione tore the paper away from the tiny
parcel with no name on the front and saw a small phoenix feather on
a silver chain and found a note tucked down in the box.

Miss Granger,


Please wear this necklace at all times, it is one of Fawkes
feathers. If you are in trouble I will know where to locate you at
all times.



Albus Dumbledore

Hermione undid the clasp and put it around her neck. It was a
beautiful necklace. Hermione saw that Ginny had one, too. The two
girls quickly hurried into the boys dormitories and saw them sitting
there chomping away on candy and they also had a phoenix feather on
a black chord.
"Merry Christmas!" Hermione said sitting down next to Harry on his
bed and Ginny sat next to Ron on his.
"Hermione I love the gifts." Harry said smiling at the wand
polishing kit and the new version of Quidditch Through the Ages. Ron
agreed with him, he had received two Chudley Cannons posters and a
wand polishing kit also.

Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Harry sat laughing and talking until it
was time for breakfast. The quartet sat in the very empty Great
Hall, where there were about 40 student compared to the near
thousand. Hermione had fun pulling the wizard crackers apart and
finding little gifts. By time it was time to leave breakfast she had
a lap full of silver sickles, Weasley's play wands, non-explodables,
a miniature Quidditch set she had given to Harry, a grow your own
fairy kit, and a pirate hat.

Hermione was having a great time when she noticed her arm burning.
About 30 minutes later Tonks came walking slowly into the Great Hall
and went straight to the headmasters table.
"Dismissed," Dumbledore said with a dismayed look on his face.
"Harry, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, please come with me." He said
quietly as the students filed out of the Great Hall.
Hermione found herself once again in the headmasters office with all
of the teachers, Order Members, and DA students she hadn't
remembered and suddenly wondered if they had continued the DA
without her.
"I have just been informed that Voldemort is planning to attack on
New Year's Eve in Hogsmead. This is I am afraid, the final battle,
unless we can hurt the Death Eater army enough that they have to
retreat. As you all know I have been training Harry. We have almost
fulfilled the Prophesy, that I think we should tell you, that we
know." He stopped as the gang in the office looked at him confused.
"I thought it broke at the attack on the ministry." Hermione spoke
up and people nodded in agreement.
"Ahh... but I heard the whole thing, before Mr. Potter was born."
Dumbledore said pulling his pensive out of the closet and Harry
nodded his consent.
"Harry you never told us!" Ron said looking at his friend.
Harry sat quietly as Dumbledore prodded the silver substance with
his wand as a figure rose out of the bottom.
"That is Trelawny." Hermione said disgusted.
"You believe that old fraud?" She asked Dumbledore.
"You dropped out of Divination the same reason I did, you didn't
believe in it. You believed the Seer to be a fraud as I did, but she
isn't, for she predicted Harry's prophecy, and so far it is true."
Dumbledore said as the figure started to speak:

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... Born
to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh moth
dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will
have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the
hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives...
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the
seventh month dies..." Trelawny slowly disappeared back into the
liquid and Hermione just stared at Harry.
"What does it mean?" Ron asked, isn't Neville born as the seventh
month dies? Didn't his parents three times defy him?" Ron asked
looking at Neville who was stunned.
"Yes, he was, he meets all the requirements but one. Voldemort
marked Harry as his equal, not Neville. He saw Harry, the half-blood
more a threat than Neville, the pureblood." Dumbledore answered,
telling him exactly what he had told Harry back in 5th year.
Hermione sat there stunned. She couldn't believe it. Harry told her
he didn't hear the prophecy, and he did, but somehow she didn't have
the heart to be mad at him.
"We will attack Voldemort and his ring at Hogsmead. Harry is ready,
he has a power the Dark Lord knows not." Dumbledore said.
"And what is that?" Ron said piping up.
"An ancient power, such as, wand-less magic, controlling the
elements, multi- animagi." Dumbledore said.
"You can do that?" Ron asked Harry.
"Yeah, I suppose so." Harry said while examining his hands as if
they really interested him.
"Your an Arch Mage." Hermione said to him.
"Almost." Harry said looking at her

A/N: Disclaimer: I do not own the prophecy made by Trelawny. I only own the plot. The rest belongs to JKR. Please review!