Summary: It wasn't fair. One of her best friends had given up everything to protect the wizarding world. Even the most hated Professor in the school was a spy. All in the hopes of riding them of a madman. Forbidden to interfere. She could do nothing but watch as the rest of their world simply waited for a young teenager to take care of everyone's problems.

Disclaimer: Not mine unfortunately…I just enjoy playing with them and making my own little world away from real life.

Warnings: WIP, basically whatever my poor brain comes up with at the time. Does not follow the books.
Notes: Beta is no other than (gryfferin666). Thanks for all your help.

Chapter Five

Snape couldn't believe it. This was the second time in the space of a day that Miss Granger, know-it-all of Hogwarts, had left him speechless and that was no easy task to accomplish. Not only could she apparate/disapparate without any noise at all. She also didn't need a wand to do so, nor had she touched him when she brought him along for the ride as it were. As if that wasn't enough, she could change her appearance with a wave of her hand without uttering a spell. Wandless magic was hard even for some of the most powerful wizards, let alone for someone of her age. Even with years of experience very few reached the level she had already achieved. The night before evidently she had faked using her wand for the other students. Dragging himself back to the present he asked. "Miss Granger how did you make the stage and instruments disappear?"

Hermione sighed. "Well the easiest way I know how to explain it is, think of a pensive."

"How so Miss Granger?" asked the Headmaster.

"Well think of the common room I was in as a pensive and what was happening in the room a memory, but instead of just watching the people in the room could interact with the memory. Just like a pensive it wasn't really happening to them they were just watching." she said.

Snape looked at her. "Miss Granger if it wasn't real how were you able to stand on a stage with instruments that weren't there? Generally in a pensive when you reach to touch someone or something your hand would simply go through whatever you tried to touch."

She mumbles something. "Excuse me?" said the Headmaster "I didn't quite catch that."

She bit her bottom lip as she looked up. Sighing, she repeated. "I can make the people I put in them appear real or an object solid if I want. I can also change a memory when needed to convince someone it's happening to them at that moment."

The headmaster looked at her as the twinkle left his eyes. "You mean to tell me that you can implant false memories."

"Not in the sense that you mean sir, more like a living memory or if necessary an actual one." she said looking at him warily. Knowing what the information she was about to impart would mean.

"What do you mean an actual one Miss Granger?" asked Snape.

Hermione waved her hand and Snape was pinned against the wall by none other than Lucius Malfoy. A wand pointed at his throat. She waved her hand again and Lucius vanished.

"Bloody Hell!" exclaimed Snape. "He didn't just look as if he was here. He actually was. I could feel his body pushing me against the wall. How did you do that?"

Looking at Professor Snape she smirked. "I have my ways professor."

He snarled at her. "Insolent whelp, what kind of answer is that."

"Oh good grief." she huffed. "Nothing would have actually happened if he had hexed you. An enemy wouldn't need to know that though would they Headmaster."

Albus turned waving off Snapes comments. "Now, now Severus. I'm sure Miss Granger didn't mean anything by it. I'm sure she realizes the responsibility that comes with this kind of power."

"Yes sir, that's why I didn't trust this kind of information with anyone else." she said. I knew that if anything about my abilities got out Voldemort would have no qualms using me against Harry, or anyone else for that matter. I mean for instance if you had seen Mr. Malfoy and Professor Snape in the situation you just witnessed, would you have any doubts that you were seeing the real Lucius Malfoy?"

Albus looked at her, twinkle for once missing. "Indeed not, I doubt anyone would. I also understand that you may want to tell certain close friends. I think a wizard's oath is sufficient." Hermione beamed. "Thank you."

"What about Lucius Miss Granger? He's not likely to forget what happened in town today. If you didn't want news to get out about this don't you think you should have thought about that before you went showing off today?" Snape asked snapping at her.

"Simple sir, what better way to control what the enemy hears or sees than to let them think they know more than they do?" she replied smirking.

"Meaning?" he asked impatiently.

"While I'm sure Mr. Malfoy will go running to You-Know-Who with news of my new abilities, what happens when you're confronted about it? All you have to do is tell them that I've been taking private lessons to get ahead in my studies of course and found to be more adept than most in learning to Apparate. I am simply one of the rare few who are able to do so silently. You have been working with me to help me perfect it. With the headmasters orders of course, so that will explain why you didn't make any sound either. Not anything worth anyone's time or notice. Simply the know-it-all showing off again. It's what we muggles like to call controlling the media." she explained. "Making sure they see and hear exactly what we want them to. Nothing more nothing less."

"I think that we have a lot of planning to do." said the Headmaster, as he met eyes with the Snape and Hermione.

Conjuring the necessary furniture and food they got down to work. It was going to be a long night. A message was sent to Hermione's friends by way of her head of house. Letting them know that she had been asked to help Snape in the lab. They would tell everyone that she would be assisting Snape with potions and such. Giving the impression that an apprenticeship would be next. Since he was rarely seen outside of his dungeons it would explain when she was absent for extended periods. The less anyone knew the better.