Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Twilight, or the Southern Vampire Series/True Blood. Totally wish I did though.

AN: Sorry for the delay on getting this posted! I am currently juggling FIVE fanfics, and I was away for the weekend…so I hope you all enjoy this next installment! Trigger warning, Death in this chapter! For those who are wondering, this story is loosely following the plot of True Blood, with some changes and additions. Tom will be making his grand entrance in the next chapter! also, I am sure you have figured out by now, Hermione isn't a psychic fairy. Also, I'm going to leave out the whole Harry addicted to "V" subplot, and obviously, Viktor is not a civil war era soldier…so there are differences, and there will be something else happening with Hermione…Ten points to Gryffindor if you can guess what! Anyway, I hope you all are still reading this, please leave a review if you are, and let me know if you love it or hate it! xo

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Hermione rolled out of bed and smiled, thinking back on her night with Viktor. She hadn't been with anyone before, so she had no basis for comparison really, but she hadn't known sex could be that good. Sex with Viktor was like a drug, and she was already addicted. She thought about him all day, and while she slept, she dreamt about him. It was bordering on obsession, really, but she just couldn't seem to get enough of him. She sighed as she rolled out of bed, groaning when she remembered that she had promised Sirius that she would work double shifts until he was able to hire a few more waitresses. Thankfully, he was interviewing a few girls that afternoon, so hopefully within a couple days, things would go back to normal; well, as normal as they could be without Jess.

After taking care of some gardening for her gran, Hermione took a shower and pulled on her work uniform, and ate a quick lunch before she headed over to Black's. She parked in her usual space, and headed inside through the back entrance, and waved as Sirius when she saw he was on the phone in his office. Bella was already there, wrapping silverware into napkins so that they wouldn't run out later.

"Hey Bella" Hermione greeted, and grabbed the tray of salt and pepper shakers and brought them over to a nearby table so that she could refill them while they chatted.

"Hey" Bella said giving her a small smile as she methodically rolled the silverware and enclosed it in a napkin with a Green band.

"Everything ok?" Hermione asked glancing over at Bella who seemed quieter than usual.

"Oh…Yeah, um…It's nothing, my dad's just been driving me crazy lately." She admitted shyly, biting her bottom lip nervously.

Hermione nodded, "I can imagine. With everything that's been going on, he's probably just worried about you." Hermione said understanding.

"Yeah, I get that, I really do…he sees a lot of fucked up shit, but I need to have a life too, you know?" She complained, and then glanced back up at Hermione, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be dumping this all on you." She sighed.

Hermione laughed lightly, "No, it's fine. I can't imagine how stressful this must be for you. What did you argue about if you don't mind me asking?" Hermione asked raising her eyebrow at Bella.

Bella rolled her eyes and laughed, "Dad came in yesterday for lunch while I was working, and Mike Newton had come in around the same time. He saw Mike and I talking and he flipped his shit. Not in front of Mike, though, but he still gave him the look. When I got home later, he gave me the third degree and forbid me to go out on any dates with anyone until he could rule them out as a suspect in his investigation."

"Wait…Mike Newton is a suspect?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Well, not really a serious one, since there is no motive according to dad, but he still hasn't provided a solid alibi, and until he does, dad forbid me to see him." Bella said sighing.

"Well, he's your dad, and he's just doing what he thinks is best to protect you. " Hermione said shrugging her shoulders.

"Hermione, you're not supposed to take his side." Bella laughed tossing a spoon at her.

Hermione put the spoon back in the bin and bit her lip, "I don't suppose you would you have any interest in going to Fangtasia with me tonight?" Hermione asked, not sure if Bella would be up for it or not.

Bella's eyes widened, "The vampire bar? Are you serious? My dad would have a stroke!" Bella laughed, thinking Hermione was kidding.

"Tell him you're staying over my house tonight. After work tonight, I'll get Viktor to take us." Hermione said as the plan began to form in her mind.

"Whoa…Why do you want to go to a vampire bar?" Bella asked quietly.

Hermione glanced around to make sure no one was listening and explained her reasoning to Bella.

"I talked to Cho last night. Apparently she and Jess went there the night Jess was killed. Cho said that Jess was dancing with some vampire before she left with Cedric, and she had thought that it must've been him that killed her, but Viktor seems to think that she wasn't killed by a vampire at all. I want to go there and ask around to see if anyone there may have noticed who she left with. Maybe they can shed some more light on this." Hermione said

A Look of understanding passed over Bella's face, "I'll go with you."

Hermione smiled gratefully. Just then, Sirius stepped in and called over to Hermione, so she excused herself and trotted over to Sirius' office to see what he needed.

"Hermione, I hate to ask you this, but would you mind taking a ride over to Cho's place? She's supposed to be on the lunch shift with you and Bella, and she's not answering her phone. It's not like her to be late and not at least call. She probably overslept."

Hermione furrowed her brows, feeling a pit in her stomach when she remembered seeing Cho with a strange vampire in the bar the night before.

"Uh…sure, I'll just pop over there quickly, and come right back." She said pulling off her apron and leaving it on the chair in his office.

She hopped in her car, and drove the ten minutes over to Cho's apartment. Her car was parked out front, so she had to be home. Hermione walked up the stairs, and peeked in the windows of the first floor that she knew to be Cho's apartment, but couldn't see anyone inside. She opened the screen door, and banged on the inner door, announcing who she was, and that Sirius had sent her over. When no one came to the door, the ball of nerves in Hermione's stomach grew considerably. There was no way she could have slept through the racket she had just made. She took a deep breath and let her hand fall to the doorknob, and she hesitated for a moment before she turned it. It was unlocked, and it opened. Hermione pulled out her cell phone ready to dial 9-1-1 if anything was wrong, as she stepped inside, calling out Cho's name, and once again saying who she was. She had no idea if Cho was armed, and she definitely didn't want to get shot if Cho somehow hadn't heard her calling for her.

"Cho?" she called as she walked through the empty living room, and approached the closed bedroom door. She knocked on it loudly, once again, not wanting to intrude. When she was only met with silence, she reached out a shaking hand and opened the door slowly, almost knowing what would meet her eyes before she even saw it.

Cho's body was sprawled across the bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling, her red satin sheets twisted around her neck and covering her body like a macabre art exhibit. Hermione screamed and dropped her cell phone, her hands shaking almost too violently to push send for the 9-1-1 call. After she was able to calm her breathing enough to tell the dispatcher where she was and explain the situation, she called Sirius.

"Sirius, it's Hermione. Cho is dead. I am here with her now at her apartment waiting for the police and emergency responders." She said in a flat monotone voice that she didn't even recognize as her own. Later, she would realize that she was in shock.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry, Hermione, if I had known…Jesus." He said, and she could imagine that he was probably raking his hand through his hair and pacing in his office.

"It's not your fault. I'll come by after I talk to the police." She said and quickly hung up.

She took another deep breath, and thought quickly. She knew she absolutely shouldn't touch anything, but she had to know if she had been bitten. She reached out trembling fingers towards Cho's neck, and pulled the sheet down a tad to expose the pale expanse of her throat. There, as she had suspected, were two small puncture wounds over her pulse point. Most likely, the police would connect both of these cases, since she and Jess both had bite marks. As far as she could tell though, it didn't appear that Cho was drained, since she had already begun to form bruises where the blood appeared to be pooling inside of her body. She jumped a mile and clutched her hand over her heart when Cho's phone rang. She was one of the few people who still had a land line, and when it clicked over to her answering machine, Cho's voice filled the apartment, making the scene all the more heart wrenching;

"Hey, this is Cho, I'm not home right now, but you know what to do when you hear the beep!"

And then her brother's voice began talking.

"Cho, it's me. Listen, I know you're still pissed at me, and I know you've probably already left for work, but I really want to talk about this. I'm so sorry, Cho, and I miss you. I'll stop by the Diner tonight, and hopefully we can talk."

Hermione let out a ragged breath, wondering how she would break it to Harry that Cho was dead. She had no idea what had happened between them, or what he was apologizing to her for, but she suspected he hadn't known about Cedric. She decided in that moment, that she wasn't going to tell him, because it would only poison his last memories of her, and she didn't want that.

Just then, Chief Swan arrived with the Medical Examiner and shook her from her thoughts.

"Miss Potter? I assume you are aware that this is a crime scene? Could you please wait outside? I have some questions I'd like to ask you, and I'd like to get your statement after I've finished up here." the Chief said in his gruff voice.

"Yes, of course. I haven't touched anything." She said as she exited the apartment to wait by her car. It was over an hour later when the chief finally made his way outside to speak with her.

"Thank you for waiting, Miss Potter. You don't mind if I record this, do you? Now as I understand it, it was you who found Miss Chang? " he asked, pulling out a small notepad and a pen, as well as an audio recorder.

"Uh, that's fine. Yes, I arrived here only a few minutes before I dialed 9-1-1. I was at work over at Black's, preparing for the lunch shift when Sirius-"

"That would be Sirius Black?" The Chief interjected.

"Well, yes, Sirius Black. Anyway, Sirius asked me if I wouldn't mind stopping by to check on Cho, since it was unlike her to be late for her shift without calling, and Sirius said he had tried to reach her a few times with no response. He thought that maybe she overslept."

"To your knowledge have Sirius and Cho ever been involved?" the Chief asked.

"What? No, of course not…at least I don't think so. Neither one of them ever mentioned it." Hermione said wondering what would cause him to ask such a thing.

"Please continue, Miss Potter." The Chief prompted.

"I arrived just after 11 am, since I left the diner at about ten till, and it only takes me about ten minutes to get here from there. Anyway, I looked through the windows and didn't see anyone, so I knocked rather loudly, several times, and no one answered. I began to get worried, since I saw her car was parked in the driveway, and it was unlike her to not answer her phone or the door when someone was banging on it as loudly as I was." Hermione explained.

The Chief nodded, and didn't interrupt, so she continued.

"I pulled out my cell phone ready to dial 9-1-1 just in case, and tried the door knob. The door was unlocked, so I opened it and went inside, calling out to Cho, letting her know that it was me. Still, no one answered, so when I approached the bedroom, I just knew something was wrong. I knocked again, and when I didn't hear anything, I opened it, and found her lying on the bed. As soon as I was able, I called 9-1-1. I didn't touch anything, just waited for you to arrive." Hermione answered.

"We do appreciate that, Miss Potter, and I'm sorry you had to be the one to find her. I imagine it was quite a shock." He said trying to appear a bit more sympathetic.

"Yes, quite." Hermione answered shortly.

"I understand Miss Chang was in a relationship with your brother, is that correct?" he asked

"Uh…I suppose, they were sort of on again, off again…I don't make it a habit to know what goes on in my brother's love life." She answered

He nodded, and after a moment, turned off the recorder and tucked the notepad and pen back inside his jacket.

"That's all I have for now, Miss Potter, but I'll call you if anything else comes to mind." He said in a clear dismissal.

Hermione didn't need to be told twice, and she hopped back in her car and drove back to black's. When she got there, she was still shaking, and Sirius pulled her back into his office and sat her down, pulling out a bottle of scotch he kept in his desk drawer. He poured her a glass, and just sat with her.

"God, I'm so sorry Hermione, if I had any idea I never would have asked you to go." He said squeezing her hand.

She let out a shaky breath and downed the scotch in one gulp.

"If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else. I have no idea how I'm going to tell Harry." She said sadly, remembering the tone of his voice in his message on Cho's answering machine.

"In light of the circumstances, I'm going to close for the day. Why don't you run on home and try to rest."

Hermione nodded, and stood up, handing him the empty glass. She left the office without a word, and caught Bella's eye nodding to her to follow her. She walked out to her car, and Bella stepped out a moment later.

"Hermione, I'm so sorry…Sirius told us what happened after you called. Are you alright?" Bella asked.

"Not really, but I'll manage. Listen, Sirius is closing for the day, I'm sure he'll tell you himself shortly. I still want to go to Fangtasia tonight. Now it's even more important that I do. Will you still come?"

Bella nodded, "Of course. I'll tell my dad that you were pretty shaken up, and asked me if I'd stay over your house with you tonight. As long as I call him before he goes to bed and again in the morning, he'll never be the wiser." Bella said rolling her eyes.

Hermione nodded, giving her a small smile.

"Thanks Bella."

"No problem. I'll have my dad give me a ride to your place around five? That way he wont' be suspicious."

"Sounds great. I'll see you later." She said and hugged her before she climbed into her car and backed out of the parking space as Bella waved to her.

Just as Hermione's car pulled out of the parking lot, a black shaggy dog trotted from the trees behind the diner.