Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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Author's Note: Welcome to another romance story about Hermione Granger! The pairing is a secret for now. It will be revealed in the next chapter, but I am sure you have your guesses. As promised in the last chapter of my last completed story, this is going to be an unusual time-travel story.

This story was inspired by the following fan fictions:

1) THE DARK LORD'S DAUGHTER, Or, the Corruption of Hermione Granger by Amandah Leigh

2) Second Time Around by Neko-Tenchi

3) You're Mine by Nautical Paramour

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Summary: "I went to Dumbledore," he confessed. "I want to join your side, Hermione. I don't want to be like my father. I want to be a better man. For you and only for you."

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PROLOGUE

September 1, 1996

Straightening his tie, he knocked into the headmaster's office three times, ignoring the pounding of his chest.

"Come in," came the headmaster's voice.

He opened the door and entered politely and quietly. The headmaster greeted him with the usual twinkle in his blue eyes and offered him his favourite sweets. He politely declined.

When they finally sat across from each other by the fireplace, and after the pleasantries, he spilled his intention.

"I want to join the Order, Professor Dumbledore," he told him, not blinking, not tearing his gaze from his watchful, twinkling eyes.

"I am surprised," replied the headmaster calmly. "I am sure you haven't talked to your father about this."

He shook his head. "My father does not have an inkling that I was even planning on speaking with you," he admitted.

The headmaster sighed and gave him a calculating look before saying something again. "My boy, we do not induct underage witches and wizards in the Order."

"But I do not want to be a Death Eater, Sir," he croaked. "I will be of age before the end of my sixth year and he promised my father that I shall be given the mark after my seventeenth birthday. I do not want to be like my father. Please, Sir. I want to help you bring the Dark Lord down. The previous summer, I saw what he is capable of doing. I saw what he did to my father, who is now nothing but a puppet. Gone was the wizard who raised me."

He was probably wearing a pained look in his face because the headmaster looked at him with pity in his eyes. "Let me discuss things with the other members of the Order, but be assured that I am accepting you in our side."

He nodded. "That's acceptable, Sir. Thank you."

He knew hat he was dismissed, so he stood up and walked to leave. But the headmaster called him before the could open the door.

"Sir?" he asked, turning around.

"What made you decide to come to me?" he asked curiously.

He gave him a small smile. "I fell in love, Sir, and I want to be on her side of the war."

Professor Dumbledore smiled. "Am I correct that you are pertaining to Miss Granger?"

"The only one, Sir." Just thinking of her made him smile.