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

Rating: pg-13 just to be safe

An sorry for updating late I was out of town for the last 6 weeks but I got at least 3 more chapters and again I'm sorry for the well you'll see please read and review

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?

Captain scarlet penguin keeper aka lunatic with a hero complex: sorry for the late update and thx for your review and what's with the name change?

Satoni thx I'll explain later and at least u reviewed

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 sorry for the late update I'm trying my best to write . And school started and I was on vacation with almost no pc.

Chapter 2: the sign.

Somewhere in London, a 16- year old was sleeping peacefully when it began the sign, the One dream.

Begin dream sequence.

I'm in a forest as I whisper those familiar words, a poem long forgotten but unlocks my hidden power. It tears down the last wall of my heart, my faith will save me and I keep on whispering:

Let the darkness come to me

Let me unlock my power

Let me find peace

Let me find a place,

Somewhere I belong

As long as I'm myself,

As long as my heart has hope

I will survive

I keep on walking deeper into the forest, remembering the good times, I keep on bringing up memories that were buried for so long.

I keep on whispering but I know someone's following me.

I finally reach my destination. I never stop whispering as I feel power engulfing me.

I don't feel numb anymore, I feel alive. My whispering never stops as the power races through and into my every vein and nerve.

All I can think of is: I'm back; my aura turns into a mix of colors. Black and golden being the base as other colours dance with them. My eyes turn emotionless, the same which are used to fight an enemy and again: I'm back.

End dream sequence.

Somewhere in Belgium, a girl shot up from her dream. Her eyes widened with fear and acceptance. so the last one has been found I better contact my superiors, having had the same dream she knew what was going on

Back in London, the girl, wasn't aware of her destiny, kept on sleeping.