Sorry it took so long to update! -dodges tomatoes- Hey! It wasn't my fault that I was forced to go on vacation! Take it up with my mother!

Disclaimer: FINE! I ADMIT IT! I OWN HARRY POTTER! (For all of you gullible people out there, it's not true.)

Things in italics are either their thoughts, or if they're sleeping, their dreams. Oh and, the dream she has, is JUST A DREAM. None of it actually happened.

Chapter 5: Surprises

Hermione slept fitfully that night in her silky bed. It wasn't exactly the bed's fault though. (Don't blame the bed!) She was being haunted by dreams.

Hermione ran as fast as she could toward her house. She saw the Dark Mark hovering above it. This couldn't be happening! Not her family! Anybody but them!

She burst inside the door to hear screams coming from her parents' room. She gently tiptoed up the stairs, knowing that if someone saw her she would be as good as dead. Just like her parents. Hermione shook her head, clearing those thoughts out of her head.

Pulling out her wand, she eased open the door. Not prepared for what she saw, she let out a gasp. Her father was magically held up against the wall. His body was coated with blood. What had they been doing to him? Her mother was sitting up against the wall, looking, if possible, worse than her father.

Hermione almost dropped her wand and rushed over to them but then she saw the DeathEaters. There were three of them and all of them were pointing their wands at her parents. One of them had their cloak pulled up and Hermione saw Lucius Malfoy. Not that she was really surprised.

"Avada Kedavra!" they all shouted as one. Hermione screamed. Her parents joined hands one last time as the spells hit them. She ran to them and before she knew it she was sobbing over their lifeless bodies.

"Well, well, well," said a voice. Hermione slowly turned and saw Lucius looking at her with cold eyes. He smirked at her. His face then changed into his son's. Draco leaned closer and caught his lips with her own.

Hermione woke up screaming. Looking around, she saw not the bloody walls of her house, but only the walls of her room at Hogwarts. She realized it was just about 4:30AM. She sighed and threw her sweat soaked sheets off of her.

Walking into the bathroom, she turned on the sink. After splashing cold water on herself, she felt a bit better. Suddenly Hermione saw a flash of silver-blond hair in the mirror. Whirling around, she saw... nothing. I must be insane! I could have sworn I-

A sound came from her room. Now she knew Draco was here. Or someone else. She shuddered at the thought. I'm going to find Draco. If it's him, it isn't funny.

She walked out of her room and down the hallway toward Draco's room. Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her. Turning around, she saw the last person she expected. Hermione screamed.

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Draco woke to an earsplitting shriek. One thought registered in his mind as he leapt out of his bed. Hermione. He pulled open his door and found her laying on the floor not moving.

He knelt down beside her and checked her pulse. It was weak, her breathing short and shallow. Draco watched helplessly as it stopped altogether.

Hermione Granger was dead.