This is my new story called Obliviate. It's bee in my head for awhile and I hope you enjoy it! BTW: I know I set Hermione living in Canada for this one too, but it's easier for me to comment on, and she'll be moving to England eventually. Anyway enjoy my new series.

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters; everything is J.K Rowling's. I'm just messing with them.

Obliviate

Chapter 1 Memories

She felt the grass moving under her shoes as she ran. She needed to get away. She ran faster and ran through the trees trying not to trip over their roots. She stopped and crept silently. A twig snapped under her foot. She froze. She stood silently in the shadows. She listened and she could hear distant footsteps chasing after her. Run her mind told her. Run! She went faster through the woods.

She came to a stone cliff wall and the left side of her. She moved alongside it until she came to a spot where there was a little patch of dirt in front of the wall. It would have looked normal if it had not stuck out so that she moved toward it. She pulled something like a stick out of her pocket and tapped the rock wall with it. Then a small rumbling sound was heard coming from inside. Intrigued she didn't run but stood there. The wall started to move and became a cave, but still she did nothing. It appeared to be normal, yet this was all so weird. Paradox.

She walked into it and then the wall closed quickly behind her. A light came from deep inside, she moved forward and came to a door. She raised her hand to knock. Then she stopped. Instead she grabbed the handle and pulled the door open.

"Hermione? Are you ready and here already?" a voice called.

"Yes I am." she heard herself say in a saddened voice.

"Dear sit, sit, have some tea?" the person asked.

"No thank you. I've just had some supper before coming here." she heard herself say in a slightly irritated tone.

The person turned to face her. He looked dank and slightly like a vampire with his dark hair falling in his face and his pale skin. He had dark eyes that looked like they could pierce through you, but they seemed slightly softened and didn't scare her.

"I can't thank you enough for doing this for me. No one else would understand." she said.

"I'm trying too. I do think you should give this some more thought…"

"No! I can't…after all this…I just need normal…I need to get away…please you said you would! Please?" she begged.

"Yes, I will."

"Thank you, this is where I would like to be, I'll be fine I've already made the arrangements, I just need you to do your part." she heard herself say while she pulled out a bunch of papers and handed them to him.

There was silence as he looked over them. She sat down quietly in the hard chair and scooted into the table where he sat off to the side more from her. She watched his eyes scan over the papers and he put them down.

"Everything seems to be in order. Is there anything else?" he asked.

"Yes, these. Give them to the others please. I made one for all of them." she said while reaching back into her bag and grabbing a bunch of envelopes, stuffed with letters and a name to whom it was for on the front.

"For the last time are you sure about this?" he asked her.

"Yes." she heard herself reply in a saddened voice.

"Listen Hermione…you have to listen, you can't do this! You can't run from this!" he said suddenly gripping her on the shoulders fear and sadness in his eyes. She suddenly felt herself overcome with a wave of emotions. She didn't know why and she couldn't handle the sudden spurts of emotions. She felt tears come to her eyes as she started to sob.

"Please Severus! Please! I have to do this! I can't take this anymore! I need a way out! I need out!" she said, suddenly a feeling of rebellion and anger washed over her like a huge tidal wave taking her by surprise, "If you won't help me, I'll find some one who will, who won't ask questions!"

She watched as his face turned into a scowl that pierced her heart but somewhat felt familiar.

"You won't find anyone who knows you well enough to do this. And I highly doubt you'll let a stranger take advantage of you like that!" he sneered. A wave of grief and a feeling of lost hope and dread came upon her.

"Fine, I knew you would say this. All I have left is to kill myself. Don't worry I'll do it someplace secluded, you won't be blamed." she said depressed.

"No! No, I could never forgive myself. At least what you want done can be reversed." he said.

"I-It can?" she quivered.

"Only by the one who did it, or if the person uses their own magic along with another's…it's complicated. I promise you these will work…if it is what you want." he said solemnly.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I just…I need…let's just do this okay?" she said sadly.

"Is that all Miss Granger? Any knots to untie before you go?" he asked.

"I'm ready."

"So be it." he said raising his stick thing, "Good bye Hermione."

There was a flash of blue light that encircled her. The man's face disappeared as she felt herself falling down. Then she hit something and awoke.

Hermione Granger of 20 years old sat up in her bed in her apartment with a start. She checked the clock, 5:30; she would have to get up in a half an hour. Her mind drifted back to the dream. She'd been having that dream for about a year now, not every night, but at least once a week. It had gotten clearer and the voices, which had sounded muffled, became clearer. The dream had gotten longer but now she had not gone beyond the blue light. The images became clearer. They all felt so real. They had gotten realer as her last year had progressed.

She was a business secretary/ executive in very successful company in Toronto. Things were going great; she was only 20 and being this ahead in the game at her age was highly unusual but she was good at what she did so she didn't question it. She wasn't quite sure how it happened. Her memory was fuzzy, but who was she to complain? She had a great job, good friends, and was very happy. She didn't have a boyfriend, but she had a few good guy friends. She went on date occasionally but never felt the need to pursue a relationship. She laid her head back on the pillow closing her eyes.

She knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, but at least she could rest before she had to get ready for work. It was May and it wasn't a very busy time of the year in her office. Everything seemed to be fitting into place perfectly, but something deep inside her felt like a big part of her was missing…but what was it?

BEEP, BEEP, BEE...

Her alarm sounded as she got up. She turned it off and grabbed her clothes and headed for the shower. The dream was still eating at her…something was missing.

Authors Note: Hope you all like it so far! How do you all like it? It's a bit vague but it will get better I promise! Just the intro…please I need reviews to keep this going!