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"Firebird, you failed, I am sorry to do this. Crucio" A swill voice echoes around the room as I wither in pain. He refused to stop. When he did stop, I was on the ground.

I woke with a fright to only find that I had been dreaming. It was a memory from a week ago. My mission was to find out where the boy-who-lived was. I could not. When I got back, I was hit with a curse. I could still feel the pain running through my body. I shivered when I thought about the pain. I would take that any day then have to look into the face of him. Firebird, my name I was given for one of my Animagus forms. Everyone would call me that. Ginny, Draco, the Dark Lord, Wormtail are only a few. I looked around my prison, Ginny slept and so did Draco. The watchman was sitting in a chair with his head down. I could not see the face, but knew who it was. My options were running out. I needed to be free. This is one reason why I was in such bad state when I was out of Azkaban, I was only afraid of one thing, a cage. I would go crazy. I heard a stir from someone. Nor did I realize it came from Remus until I felt a wand tip in the back of my neck.

"What are you doing?" he snarled at me. I hated hearing his voice angry.

"Nothing, will you please let me go or I will have to make you." I closed my eyes, hoping he would listen to me and do as I said. But he didn't grant my wish.

"You do not order me around, Hermione." I cringed when he said my name. That was no name of mine, at least as I thought.

"I don't like that name. Please don't say it and I am sorry to say you didn't do as I said." I turned around and said, "Locomotor Mortis." His legs automatically stiffened and went together, causing him to fall to the floor.

"How did you do that? You don't have you wand." Remus said, trying to get his wand, which had fallen. I grabbed his wand and pointed it at him.

"I don't need a wand to do wandless magic. I am sorry." I looked into his eyes and opened my mouth, "Cruc…" But someone had done that spell to me, before I had the chance to do it to Remus. I dropped his wand and fell to the ground to see Snape with his wand pointing at me.

After about a minute, I heard a voice. "Stop!" Remus yelled, and it made Snape stop the spell. I could not move, I never wanted to move again. The noise must have awoken Ginny and Draco. They hovered over me, I still not moving. I hurt to badly. "What did you do that for?" I heard a voice yell, sounded like Remus. "You could have used a different spell. You could have killed her."

"I did no more than she was going to do to you." Snape, that voice had to be his. What a dirty-rotten traitor he was. The Dark Lord was going to hear Snape had betrayed him. "Both of you, quiet." This voice I did not know. I felt could hands on my back, then my arm. "She is still alive, but her pulse is weak." I could tell more people crowded around me. "What happened to her?" Who's voice was it? "Snape here, decided to use Cruciatus Spell to her."

"I was trying to save you. She was going to do it to you." Snape sounded angry at Remus.

"Well you didn't have to do it to her for so long. It was at least a good forty-five seconds before you stopped."

"Is she going to be alright Albus?" That voice had to be McGongall.

"I do not know. Miss Granger can you hear me?" so the voice was Dumbledore. But why was he trying to help me?

"Don't call her that name!" It had to be one of my friends. Maybe Draco. "She hates that name."

"Miss Granger can you hear me?" I wanted to respond but I was too weak. Maybe this man did care for me. Maybe Remus did. He saved my life. Snape would of keep the spell going until I was dead. I tried to move, nothing happened. I wanted to talk to someone. Ginny.

'Red, can you hear me?' I thought of Ginny so hard as I spoke in my head.

'Yes I can.'

'Tell them I can hear the, I just cannot speak. Talking to you is draining me of more energy. Tell them that I also hate Snape right now.' I thought in my mind as Ginny and I used our mind reading skills to talk.

'Okay, bye.' Ginny did not wait for another goodbye. "She can hear you, she can't talk and she said to say that she also hates Snape right now." Ginny yelled out loud. Dumbledore turned to look at her. Snape glared at her.

"How do you know that?" Dumbledore asked, his voice had a tint of curiosity in it.

"I was talking to her, in my mind. I will explain the rest later." Ginny's voice sounded like she was getting very frustrated. Snape must have been able to tell she spoke the truth, he also knew how to do it.

As I lay there, I thought about what has happened during my life. Everything had changed in a moment. I remembered the day I was sent to Azkaban. I was at Hogwarts.

"Where is Miss Hermione J. Granger?" Cornelius Fudge and five Aurors were looking for me.

"Why are you looking for her?" Dumbledore looked around his office until his eyes came to glare at the Minister of magic.

"I have been sent come to get her." Fudge was starting to get very agitated with Dumbledore.

"But why?"

"Because she is being sent to Azkaban for killing David Skower."

"Minister, we found her. She is cornered." One of the Aurors had rushed into the office. He took the job of leading Fudge and Dumbledore out of the office. They lead them onto the fifth floor. The site they saw was horrifying. I was backed into a corned with four aurors around me with their wands on me. Professor McGonagall was standing in the back trying to get her way towards me. Before I knew anything had happened, I had magical handcuffs on my arms. One of the Aurors had my wand in his hand. I started to struggle but it was no use. An auror picked me up and shoved a clear liquid down my throat. I recognized it as a truth potion.

"Hermione J. Granger, did you kill David Skower?" The minister of magic was looking into my eyes. I began to cry before sending my death ticket.

"Yes I did," I managed to weep out. I wanted nothing more than to be out of the Auror's arms. When I looked at McGonagall's face, I saw a face filled with astonishment and disappointment. The same face showed on Dumbledore's face.

"Why did you do that?" McGonagall said as tears came to her eyes.

"He killed my parents. I wanted revenge. I would of killed another if I could. He deserves it too." I began to struggle again.

"Who else would you have killed?" Dumbledore asked.

"Remus J. Lupin," I said as all faces showed horror. I was taken out of Hogwarts and put into Azkaban. I did not get a trial, just like Sirius Black.

I was pulled away from my thoughts as I felt someone pick me up and set me on the bed. "Why don't we take her to the hospital wing?"

"It may be to far away. We would have to go very slowly and it is better if we don't move her. Harry, go to the hospital wing and set Madam Pomfrey." Dumbledore's voice seemed to have worry in it. Worry, why? It did not take Madam Pomfrey long to come. She came in and ushered almost everyone out.

"Should those two stay?" I heard her voice say to Dumbledore meaning Ginny and Draco. "Yes." Came another voice.

"Draco," I barely spoke louder than a whisper, but even that was loud enough for me to get him to come over to here.

"I'm here Firebird," he said, while rubbing my face gently with his hand. I turned to look at him. It brought a small smile to my face. A smile that I thought I had lost many years ago.

"Firebird? What?" Remus was looking at me confused. I looked at him in the same eyes I looked at Draco with.

"That is her nickname for what she is." Ginny said. I felt someone rubbing my head, only to find out it was Ginny. She sat behind me.

"I think Miss Granger might have been right about one thing earlier. She has two very good friends in them." Dumbledore even smiled, a little. "Miss Granger how are you feeling?"

I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. I looked back at Dumbledore and I did not even need to say my answer. Madam Pomfrey offered me some kind of potion that would take my pain away. I hesitated at first. You do not take something from the enemy. I took it after a few minutes although I was still glaring at the potion and her suspiciously. I was so tired, I fell sleep after taking it. I fell into a deep sleep, not one that a potion could of a caused.