disclaimer: hp doesn't belong to me everything you don't recognize does

Summary: the truth is going to be told but eventually it's a battle between you and the emptiness inside before the ultimate.watch as Hermione goes through Hogwarts and beyond as she discovers what she needs and what she doesn't. Her one secret becomes her one goal. When reality and imagination cross each other the results are magnificent.When your emptiness begins to kill yourself what happens then?

A/n : please review just to tell me what's lacking or not this is my first story and i'm trying my best to write it.Have patience cuz it might be a bit confusing

The Emptiness within Chapter one: the beginning of life

Was it a manor or a castle? I don't know but what I do know is that is was time to tell the truth. This morning seven people received the letter: three had already denied every fact of ever becoming part of this group. They had forgotten their ultimate destiny. They weren't coming. Two were not there but were still a part. Two came together to talk, to reveal, to face their destiny. These two will inform the other two and start their ultimate challenge but before that..... They had to remember the beginning before they could end it.

It was dark where they met. The atmosphere wasn't creepy or chilly but achingly familiar and so accepting that they dropped their masks. Black eyes met brown. Both were wearing black cloaks with hoods over their faces. There were two things you could notice: their cloaks and the aura of power they were radiating. "It's time", a very feminine voice finally spoke. She was wearing a cloak with blood red patterns at the border. "I know the truth will be told and your name will be cleared", the other one, spoke, also a lady or was it a girl? wearing an identical black cloak but this time it was decorated with angels on the border. "Lumos", a manly voice spoke, "and so it is, I know i told you i come but something changed. Argentum draconus is here also."

Silence as they observed their surroundings: paintings, instruments, desks, books... It was decorated like nothing had happened 5 years ago. Everything was still intach, there was no dust although this place hadn't been entered for a long time.

"I remember a black cloak, the person who guided us at school", she with the black cloak and red patterns whispered as if her voice might taint this room. "Yes so do i", the manly voice spoke. Now that there was light you could see that he wore another identical black cloak with yellowish patterns. The patterns were so beautiful that you could see the sun rising up indicating the beginning of a new day. "And it all began with......."