Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Never did and never will.

A/N: This here is my first ever fanfic! I edited the chapters coz I felt like I didn't start the story right. but PLEASE, I really need your reviews. Good or bad I don't care. Just tell me what you think and help me out.

By the way, this is a Pre HBP and a Draco-Hermione fic. So on with the story and hope you guys will enjoy it!


Chapter 1

Theonce dark night sky was now covered with colorful lights. Curses and hexes were thrown everywhere. Death Eaters were everywhere attacking people from the Order of the Phoenix and Ministry. The magical creatures destroyed everything that came into their paths and blood was flooding the forest. This was it. This is the final battle between the light side and the dark side. This is the battle that would determine their fates.

The Dark Forest was now slowly filled with dozens of dead bodies and the battle still kept on for hours despite the thunderstorm. Everyone now had their own battles to fight. Each one was now fighting for their own survival.

Everything was a blur. So many things are happening at once and it was nauseously too much to take in.

Hermione Granger, soakedfrom the rain,stood up from the ground and finally ended her duel. She raised her hood back up and scanned the battlefield.

He was already here.

She can feel the familiar tingly feeling she gets at his presence. She's been looking for him since she stepped foot on the battlefield but nothing.

She saw Ron on the edge of the forest and was in an intense duel with Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry was just a few yards from him. He was already dueling with the Dark Lord. Harry ducked to a rock barely missing a powerful curse that Voldemort sent him. She saw in the corner of her eyes the Voldemort's curse hit Ron on the back. He was twitching in pain and Lestrange was about to raise her wand and say the killing curse.

NO!

Before she knew what she was doing she ran to their direction and sent a killing curse to Lestrange. Ron enveloped in this red light and was twitching madly a couple of feet off the ground. And then it stopped. Ron fell with a thump on the ground half unconscious.

Ron!

Hermione ran towards her best friend's body but was stopped as a tall cloaked figure stood her way.

She stopped dead on her tracks and met two cold silver eyes underneath his hood.

It was him.

"Where ever are we runningoff to?" the figure drawled.

"Malfoy." She spatted.

The figure froze.

Perfect. Just perfect. That hateful feeling was growing inside her again. Mixed emotions was everywhere inside her. She felt like she was falling and there was this sickening feeling in her stomach. She really couldn't explain what she felt. She felt so many things all at once. Anger. Pain. Tired. Confused. Regret. Sadness. She even felt happy. For what reason she can't explain.

"Granger?"

"Surprised to see me?" she sneered.

"My, Malfoy I'm impressed." She glanced at Ron's body and saw that he was still breathing but now unconscious. She turned her gaze up to Malfoy and saw that he let it wand down. "I thought that you joining Voldemort's group of whelps made you just like one of them, a coward. But you're a brave one aren't you, to get in my way. "

Malfoy stiffened and lifted his wand up again. For a moment his eyes showed something different. What was it sadness? Despair? But it was gone within a second and his eyes returned to its cold and guarded stance.

"But I guess you're just not brave enough to live up to your word. To do what's right. And you knew what was right. But the same as always; hiding behind the back of others...Using people for your dirty tricks...Being like this puppet...You're just like your fathe---" she gitted her teeth.

"Don't act as if you know everything Granger, 'coz you sure hell don't know anything." he cut her off.

She was getting tired of this game he liked to play called breaking-Hermione-Granger's-life-apart. Tears were starting to cloud her view. She can't take any of this any more. She can't take another second of it. "YOU---!"

BOOM!

There was a huge explosion coming from the center of the field as Harry and Voldemort's killing curses collided. The impact of the explosion threw everyone into different directions. Hermione got thrown off to the edge of theforests.Shelooked up and saw that the forest was foggy.The storm was getting worse by the minute. Puddles of blood were of everywhere.She saw the source of explosion and realized it was Lord Voldemort's limp body on the ground and it dawned upon her.

Her breathing was getting heavier and she couldn't feel anything. So many things were rushing into her head.Sad and awful things.She stood up (with her face still covered under her hood) and looked at Harry.

"I'm sorry you guys..." she whispered.

She turnedback and randeeper into the Dark Forest. Tears were now freely streaming down cheeks as she ran farther and farther from the battlefield. She made up her mind.

Maybe some things would be better off…


It was over.

The war finally ended.

It's been a week since the war ended and light side won. But dozens of lives had to be claimed for the good to win. Dozens of wizards and magical creatures sacrificed their lives to fight for a better life.

Among the many bodies that lay lifeless in what was left of the Dark Forest, many still weren't recovered. Maybe some of their bodies will never be. Some of them may have gotten burnt into ashes by those fiery dragons. Or some of them may have been crushed and eaten by those vicious creatures that Lord Voldemort brought with him. Or some of them may have been cursed 'til their bodies ripped into pieces. Who knows?

Harry Potter was staring out into the lake by the hospital window. He had been released from the Hospital Wing the other day. He sighed and his eyes were diverted to the body of his other best friend covered under those white hospital sheets. He was here to check up on him. Ronald Weasley got hit by a curse from Voldemort that was intended for Harry and he's been unconscious for a week now.

So many lives weren't spared by Lord Voldemort and his minions. Even one of Harry's best friends, Hermione Granger, wasn't even spared. Her body was one of the many lost bodies and no one knew what really happened to her. No one saw her after the explosion.

The many claim her to be dead. But no. Harry knew she wasn't dead. Everything was a blur but he never missed to notice a ever-familiar cloaked figure standing at the edge of the Dark Forest right before he became unconscious. He knew it was her. She was staring at him for a moment and then she ran into the forest.

But why did she run away? Why isn't she coming back here? Harry already tried to locate her but nothing. He couldn't find a trace of her. He also couldn't find her parents. They too disappeared; just like Hermione. No trace of them could be located. Hermione didn't seem to have any intention of going back to the Wizarding world. She would have return to check up on them. She would've owled them tat she was alive and okay. But she didn't. Obviously she didn't want to be found either. But why? Why did she run away? The war was over and Voldemort was dead, there was no reason to run away from anything right? There was nothing that he knows of to make her run away. He knew Hermione was strong and brave. So what happened then? What happened to her that drove her away from them?

Harry sighed.

"What happened Hermione? Why are you hiding? What are you running away from? Where are you Hermione? "


Five years later…

"Mum! MUM!"

She glanced at her beside clock at it read 6: o'clock a.m. Hermione groaned. She looked up at the edge of her bed. The 4-year-old Alexander James Granger was jumping up and down on her bed. Alex got his mother's deep chocolate brown eyes. He also had platinum blonde hair and is this short tempered and stubborn boy. Exactly just like him.

Him…

"URGH!" Hermione flopped her head back down to her pillow. "It's Saturday Alex. Sleep! Too early!"

"MUM! You've got to wake up!" Alex complained. "Come on! Wake up, wake up, wake up, WAKE UP!" he jumped harder on his mother's bed.

"Why do I have to wake up this early in the morning?" Hermione said. She pulled her comforters up to her head.

"Because mumIT"S SNOWING ALREADY!" Alex jumped down the bed and ran towards the French balcony. "And we have to play first before my tummy grumbles! " He took a scoop of snow and threw it to Hermione and ran straight out to the hall.

"Alex!" she giggled. "Run fast 'coz I am going to get you!"


A/N: I know there wasn't much in it that tells you about the whole plot yet but please, just please READ AND REVIEW! PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE PLEASE. PLEASE! Your reviews really matter to me coz I will know whether it's good or bad then I'll know if I should proceed with it. TNX!