A/N – After falling in love with the HG/SS pairing, I've decided to start this story of my own. The Prophecy mentioned in the summary is a bit complicated, but everything will become clear in time. This first chapter will confuse you I know…enjoy!

Disclaimer – All characters belong to the brilliant J.K.

Italics used to show dreams, flashbacks, thoughts, etc.

Flashes of Green

She was somewhere dark, haunting, cold; the limbs of the ancient trees seemed to reach for her where she lay on the ground. Surrounding her were the aged tombstones of past Death Eaters. She was in the Death Eaters' Cemetery.

Black cloaks seemed to be swirling from all directions. She heard a strangled cry and looked over to see Draco Malfoy writhing on the ground, victim of the Cruciatus. His father Lucius stood over him with a look of triumph as he continued to point the wand down at him.

"DRACO!" she screamed, almost choking. Her throat was dry…she felt so weak, like the energy was being sucked out by some unseen object. It seemed Draco was too far gone, for he didn't respond to her shrill cry.

She looked to the other side of where she was laying and saw Professor Snape. Two Death Eaters had a hold of either arm as he struggled to get away. Three other Death Eaters were coming towards her. She fell back down as she attempted to stand; the weakness growing.

"HERMIONE!" She jerked her head up to find Snape staring at her with an intensity in his eyes that she couldn't quite place.

By now the Death Eaters had arrived in front of her. They all reached down to pull her up, and then one of them pushed her against the nearest tree. She gave a barely audible whimper as they forcefully ripped her clothes off, leaving her clad in only her underwear. The one who had pushed her against the tree tangled his hands in her hair as he kissed and bit at her neck. The second one had begun massaging her breasts, and the last Death Eater had kneeled beneath her. She shivered as he placed his ice-cold hands on her thigh. He was moving them up so slowly, stretching his fingers out…

She looked back at Snape one more time, unshed tears glistening in her eyes. He was still struggling against the same two men.

"Severus, I…" she shouted with all the strength she could muster. She took a deep breath before finishing her sentence, but then hesitated. She didn't say it.

Snape had finally stopped struggling to give her that intense stare. Only this time, he looked crushed and helpless.

"Now!"

For the first time, she saw him: Lord Voldemort.

"Crucio!" one of Snape's restrainers shouted into the night. At that moment, she felt a horrible pain in her chest, and as it melted away the weakness returned worse than before. She stared at Snape twitching on the ground and whispered her last words…

"I'm sorry."

"KILL THEM!"

Every last ounce of strength fled from her body as she saw a blinding flash of green light.

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Hermione jumped from her bed and ran to the bathroom attached to her dorm room. Barely making it to the toilet, she flung the lid up and leaned over to retch. After washing her face with cool water, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Her hair was tangled and clinging to her face; her eyes glazed over; her skin pale. Bloody hell, 'Mione, this has got to stop! She quietly tiptoed back to her bed.

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After Hermione's slow breathing could be heard throughout the room, Parvati and Lavender both sat up in their beds. It was pitch black, but they could both see the worried look on the other's face.

"In the morning, okay?" Parvati whispered.

Lavender nodded, and they both disappeared again under their covers.

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He was abruptly awoken from a deep sleep as he heard yelling from downstairs. Slipping out from under the covers, he walked from his room to the stairs, where he sat near the top to look down into the living room. His parents stood facing each other in front of the big bay window. Both were red in the face from screaming.

"You know very well I was forced into this marriage, Lucius Malfoy!" Narcissa shrieked in outrage.

"Yes, but you didn't have to lie to me," he replied smoothly.

"Lie?"

"You've lied since the SECOND you married me. Admit it, you've never stopped loving him, not for seventeen years!" Lucius's face was turning a darker shade of magenta. "That's why you promised the child to him, is it not?"

"I couldn't just leave him with nothing. Did you expect me to choose you? I don't care how you look at it Lucius, that would just be…wrong."

"Oh would it now?"

Her face fell. "Lucius…please…you're not being reasonable…please."

He simply glared at her, ignoring the pleas. Tears streamed down her face.

"You've betrayed me, just as he betrayed us all! Traitors deserve the ultimate punishment…even if that traitor DOES happen to be my wife…" A mad gleam haunted his eyes.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

A blinding flash of green light filled the whole of Malfoy Manor.

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Draco's eyes flew open as he wildly looked around his room, expecting to see his father there next to him. He was drenched in sweat and his breathing was ragged. He let out a relieved sigh: he hadn't woken anyone up. With another deep breath, he fell back against the pillow and went into a fitful sleep.

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The next morning, Lavender and Parvati had left early for breakfast, making sure Hermione was still in the bathroom. They contemplated their situation as they made their way to the Great Hall.

"Well, it's not like it will matter soon anyway since she's Head Girl and all. Dumbledore said she'd be moving into her room sometime this week," Parvati said.

"I know, I know, but I still can't help but worry. I mean, come on, Parvati! How normal is it that Hermione's having dreams about Draco and Snape?"

"You're right." Parvati bit her lip in deep concentration. "Okay…how about, we wait and see if it keeps happening, or if it gets worse. Then if it does, we go talk to Dumbledore. Yes?"

"Sounds good," Lavender replied with a nod.