A/N: Here's chapter one. The name says it all. Enjoy.


Chapter One: Hermione's Vision and Harry's Decision

It had been a few months since Dumbledore told him the mission and gave him the letter. Now, it had been all Harry could focus on. Hermione had been bugging him about not paying attention in classes and Ron had kept asking awkward questions. The only time he could actually have some peace was during the DA meetings, when he could focus on teaching the spells he used against Voldemort last year in the graveyard and others he knew.

Now, the second to last DA meeting was over and Hermione and Ron were still talking about the lesson until they got to the portrait that led to the Dungeon.

"Password?" the man asked.

"Scurrilious Scoundrel," Harry answered automatically and the portrait swung open. Hermione looked at him curiously.

"Are you okay, Harry?" she asked. Harry sighed mentally. He loved Hermione as a friend, but how could he tell her about the letter without telling her Dumbledore gave it to him?

"Yeah, it's just this letter I got from the wiper." Yeah. That's a good way to tell her about the letter. Hermione's honey eyes widened.

"You got a letter from a wiper?" Ron asked him.

Harry nodded. "A few months ago, actually. That's why I haven't been paying attention in classes." Ron's eyes widened as Hermione's relaxed.

"So you were right, 'Mione. That's amazing." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Honestly, Ron, if you listened to me last year, I said that someone in the year ahead of us would die and look what happened. He's dead and the worst part is I saw it."

"Why didn't you say anything to me about that during the DA meetings, Hermione?" a girl's voice said. The golden trio turned and saw Cho Chang (or, as Ron called her, the Tornado's fanatic), Harry's secret crush. Harry's face turned Weasley hair red.

"I'm sorry, Cho. I forgot about it until Ron said something about it. Plus, I knew it would hurt your feelings."

Cho nodded. "I understand. It's one of the worst things about being a watcher. Do you still have the picture?" Hermione nodded slowly as she took out her vision journal, the most prized possession of a watcher. She turned each page until she got to the one marked the day before the final challenge in the Triwizard Tournament and gave it to Cho. It showed Cedric surrounded by a green light, now known to every single DA member as light from the Killing Curse. Suddenly, Hermione's hand touched the wall to the right of the portrait and her eyes were blank. Cho looked up from the picture of Cedric and gave the journal back to Hermione. She took it gently, turned it to a blank page and, after taking her special pencil out of her pocket, started to draw. It looked like nothing at first, but it started to turn into something that looked like a person. Soon, it started to look like Harry. He was standing in the Forbidden Forest, staring at five people. They looked like someone was torturing them. Ron, Harry and Cho looked closer at the picture and saw two tiny puncture marks on each of their throats and bloody fogs standing over them, but Hermione wasn't finished yet. A few minutes later, the bloody fogs turned into pale human beings with strange looking marks on their shoulders. Above them was what made their blood freeze in their veins: the Dark Mark shooting out of a wand. Harry recognized the wand right away. Then, as soon as she began, Hermione stopped drawing and her eyes were her normal honey brown color, but she still stared at the picture she drew.

"What are you four doing down here? The bell rang a few minutes ago. Now, go to your classes, please," an annoyingly sweet voice ordered. The four students looked up and saw the very professor they hated: Dolores Umbridge. The four of them were still and silent until Hermione spoke up.

"Professor, I had a vision when the bell rang and Harry, Ron and Cho decided to wait for me until it was over." Umbridge looked startled for a minute. Then she started to laugh.

"There are no watchers in this school, Miss Granger. The Ministry has banned them from here. The Minister himself even signed the document." Hermione stood up, with a lot of help from Harry, Ron, and Cho. Then she walked over to the annoying professor.

"Then how do you explain these?" she inquired as she gave Umbridge her journal.

The toad woman looked at the first entry and said, "Just dreams of a child. Watchers are no longer welcome in this school. Now, go to class." She gave Hermione her journal back. Reluctantly, the four DA members walked to their respective classes, Cho to Herbology and the Golden Trio to (unfortunately) Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry was pondering the whole way.

"What are you thinking about, Harry?" Ron asked. His friend looked at him.

"I'm thinking about that note I was telling you two about," Harry responded immediately. Hermione looked over at him.

"What are you thinking about telling the wiper?" Hermione inquired. He looked at the note in his hand again.

"I just don't know yet," he lied. He knew as soon as he saw what Hermione saw in her vision that he must take this mission. This was because the wand he saw in it was his.